[ a part of Adam would like to say that no, anything with John would be better than anything he could imagine because it would be real, but those were thoughts for another time. right now, he was just focusing on the effect that he was having on his best friend, watching the blush spread over him, swallowing down a sound when he jumps. it takes all of his willpower not to throw away all caution when the older man curses in Russian of all things. still, he can feel his face beginning to colour, even as he briefly removes his fingers before returning with a third. ]
У тебя все хорошо, старик?
[ for both of their sakes, he'd have to work slowly. ]
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У тебя все хорошо, старик?
[ for both of their sakes, he'd have to work slowly. ]