[ Harry's brow knits when John delivers the jab about his damn boots, screw him. Not everyone had an ass built for Armani. Or the bank account to support a wardrobe of anything more than a cheap tie from the nearest department store. And oh yeah, John's still got knives all over his person, so they both have their weapons at each other's throat, at all times. That's a sobering thought, and Harry tries to take it easy when he runs his fingertips down John's chest, over scars and skin and muscle alike.
Enjoying himself? ] Where the fuck do you keep all those knives? You've got more of them than I've got fingers and toes.
[ To which he wiggles a hand before John's eyes, and chews on his already-chapped bottom lip, wary of getting a mouthful of blade or something if he starts exploring with his mouth. He settles on using his hands instead, pressing John's shirt off his shoulder so he can map out the shape of him. Once more over his collarbones, down his sides until Harry's hands can wrap about his waist, and the wizard can lean down carefully. He hovers there, mouth ghosting the other's as he weighs it: the situation, the warmth of his skin against John's. ] Enjoying it? Well. I suppose "continuously asking stupid and-or rhetorical questions" fits the villain motif.
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Date: 2012-11-05 02:55 am (UTC)Enjoying himself? ] Where the fuck do you keep all those knives? You've got more of them than I've got fingers and toes.
[ To which he wiggles a hand before John's eyes, and chews on his already-chapped bottom lip, wary of getting a mouthful of blade or something if he starts exploring with his mouth. He settles on using his hands instead, pressing John's shirt off his shoulder so he can map out the shape of him. Once more over his collarbones, down his sides until Harry's hands can wrap about his waist, and the wizard can lean down carefully. He hovers there, mouth ghosting the other's as he weighs it: the situation, the warmth of his skin against John's. ] Enjoying it? Well. I suppose "continuously asking stupid and-or rhetorical questions" fits the villain motif.