John's expression changed at Bobby's words, mouth dropping over a little, tongue emerging to lick his upper lip, a subconscious display of lust and want. He knew he looked eager. He knew he sounded eager. Too eager? Oh, what the hell.

"...Yeah. Yeah, I would," John breathed, already mentally considering positions and preparation and everything else. "Are you sure?" He pressed a soft kiss to Bobby's mouth, wanting to make sure he was okay with this. "...Because, I swear to God, you have the best ass. You can't just dangle that in the direction of my dick and not expect me to jump."