[There, the shirt's off. Back on track, John. He smoothes his hands from the waistband of Petre's pants up to his shoulders, curls them around the back of his neck, and pulls him in for another kiss. The first was only a taunt, after all, when Petre didn't even know who he was. John's been admiring this mouth since he first saw it on Harry and he wants a proper feel of it - on his own mouth for now, anyway.]
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[There, the shirt's off. Back on track, John. He smoothes his hands from the waistband of Petre's pants up to his shoulders, curls them around the back of his neck, and pulls him in for another kiss. The first was only a taunt, after all, when Petre didn't even know who he was. John's been admiring this mouth since he first saw it on Harry and he wants a proper feel of it - on his own mouth for now, anyway.]