John just raised an eyebrow at the idea that Bobby wouldn't be able to get hard again tonight. His fiance treated John like he was his sexual kryptonite (which frankly, John did not mind one bit). But at the same time, John didn't know if he wanted to have sex with any of their parents' still in his thoughts.
Although he did think Bobby might be able to convince him, from the way he went with Bobby as Bobby pulled away from that kiss, momentarily stunned by the slow, lingering intimacy of it. Still, that joy turned to gritted teeth as he heard Bobby greet his brother like - well, like his brother, the little snitch that he was - and forced himself calmer, because Bobby needed him calm. This wasn't about him, or Ronnie, or how the family could go to hell. This was for Bobby.
So he shuffled closer to Bobby, one hand warm on Bobby's back, palming reassuring circles. The muscles felt taut and stiff, John thought absently: nothing too unusual. Bobby was always a bit tense, and a massage would not go astray, probably. It just made John ache for him more.
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Date: 2016-01-10 10:41 am (UTC)Although he did think Bobby might be able to convince him, from the way he went with Bobby as Bobby pulled away from that kiss, momentarily stunned by the slow, lingering intimacy of it. Still, that joy turned to gritted teeth as he heard Bobby greet his brother like - well, like his brother, the little snitch that he was - and forced himself calmer, because Bobby needed him calm. This wasn't about him, or Ronnie, or how the family could go to hell. This was for Bobby.
So he shuffled closer to Bobby, one hand warm on Bobby's back, palming reassuring circles. The muscles felt taut and stiff, John thought absently: nothing too unusual. Bobby was always a bit tense, and a massage would not go astray, probably. It just made John ache for him more.