Bobby looked up at him and took a deep breath, smiling faintly. "Actually, I was thinking that maybe you'd like to...to fuck me," he suggested, breath leaving him in a rush. "I'd be okay with that." Nervous as hell, but it was about damn time. John had been very patient, more patient than he deserved, really, and what better time to take that final step than on the night they got engaged?
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Date: 2016-02-01 10:07 pm (UTC)