Johnny claiming he's *not* gay.
He’s adamant about it, tells himself that he is going to one day marry a woman, settle down with her, have lots of babies.
It’s a mantra of sorts, something he repeats over and over, especially after his sparring sessions with Ghost.
NSFW MDNI!! (1/14)
He’s adamant about it, tells himself that he is going to one day marry a woman, settle down with her, have lots of babies.
It’s a mantra of sorts, something he repeats over and over, especially after his sparring sessions with Ghost.
NSFW MDNI!! (1/14)
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Because John *isn't* gay.
He's just pent up from the adrenaline. That's all. (2/14)
John's chest heaves, his legs trembling, Simon's eyes wild and raw, an emotion swirling in their depths. (3/14)
John can only nod, damp strands of his mohawk falling onto his forehead. (4/14)
He can't think about Simon pinning John the way he is now while he plows into him over and over. (5/14)
No, he can't think of any of that.
Because he's not fucking *gay*.
Yet his cock is now fully awake, hard and pressing and Simon isn't daft. (6/14)
His grip tightens around John's hands, a sweep of his thumb, those eyes, dark and assessing.
Hungry.
And John swallows, feeling very much like a cornered animal. (7/14)