[John grits his teeth - he can tell it's not a point being made, not Petre rubbing his face in it, but it still irritates him to have to say it.]
It was real. [Quiet and defensive. But at the same time, he's starting to wonder if he'll even be able to sleep with things left like this; after those light, just barely seductive kisses, he's still lost. Utterly confused. And while part of him is saying that he should never fucking find out if he's been stupid enough to let it get as far as confused in the first place, there's another that just needs things settled. On his terms.]
You didn't make me do any of this. [Which now includes leaning back in and grabbing the back of Petre's head for a real kiss, mouth open from the start and tongue prodding at his lips much more pointedly. The chorus of no screaming through his mind and body is overwhelmingly loud, but he never pulled away. He never pulled away. He needs to find out what's underneath all that screaming.]
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It was real. [Quiet and defensive. But at the same time, he's starting to wonder if he'll even be able to sleep with things left like this; after those light, just barely seductive kisses, he's still lost. Utterly confused. And while part of him is saying that he should never fucking find out if he's been stupid enough to let it get as far as confused in the first place, there's another that just needs things settled. On his terms.]
You didn't make me do any of this. [Which now includes leaning back in and grabbing the back of Petre's head for a real kiss, mouth open from the start and tongue prodding at his lips much more pointedly. The chorus of no screaming through his mind and body is overwhelmingly loud, but he never pulled away. He never pulled away. He needs to find out what's underneath all that screaming.]