[At first, Ryan just freezes-- (what are you doing we're not alone here I don't...)-- but his protests fade as that kiss continues. He's aware (showoff) that John is getting back at Petre with this, just as Petre had expected John to walk in on them, but (god I missed this-) and he just can't bring himself to care.
Petre's still watching, but he can't help letting himself melt into the kiss anyway, arms wrapped around John and unable to keep the thought of what he wants from slipping out: his own hands tugging off John's shirt, John's hands at the waistband of his pants. Ryan had no idea he was being played by Petre, but he's all too content to let John do the same.
There's the faintest hint of the taste of tobacco in his mouth.]
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Petre's still watching, but he can't help letting himself melt into the kiss anyway, arms wrapped around John and unable to keep the thought of what he wants from slipping out: his own hands tugging off John's shirt, John's hands at the waistband of his pants. Ryan had no idea he was being played by Petre, but he's all too content to let John do the same.
There's the faintest hint of the taste of tobacco in his mouth.]