[ It's complicated. Anything between he and John could never be anything but. Harry doesn't trust John as far as he could throw him (another lie he tells himself, again and again), and that's even with magical assistance, but you don't need to trust that aggression will be aggressive and violence would be violent. It just is, and that's what he's come to expect. The soft kisses from earlier have thrown him, have urged him to think twice about coming apart at the hands of John Marcone. He can't let himself, it's Too Big.
So, he chooses to grapple with the man (because you don't bite and bruise the people you actually like, he tells himself), and sits up sharply when he hears John's voice again. Fever-ridden from eyes to neck, Harry's fingers slide across the harness, making a nuisance of themselves when he tangles them through John's like he's trying to assist but more likely trying to explore this second, hidden skin that John wears. ]
Buckles. [ He scoffs, and runs his hands across exposed skin, languid and gradual. Dragons lord over their treasure less than Harry is currently lording over the Baron. ]
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if people went in search of john's birth records, that's all they'd find.
Date: 2012-11-04 10:57 pm (UTC)So, he chooses to grapple with the man (because you don't bite and bruise the people you actually like, he tells himself), and sits up sharply when he hears John's voice again. Fever-ridden from eyes to neck, Harry's fingers slide across the harness, making a nuisance of themselves when he tangles them through John's like he's trying to assist but more likely trying to explore this second, hidden skin that John wears. ]
Buckles. [ He scoffs, and runs his hands across exposed skin, languid and gradual. Dragons lord over their treasure less than Harry is currently lording over the Baron. ]