[The thing is, John can't tell an order when it's not being directed at him, and he's used to Petre being unwilling to use them in this context. All he sees is Petre murmuring and whispering to Ryan and Ryan giving into it completely, when he'd clearly thought of it as cheating a moment before. Well, Petre seduced him well enough for the initial reveal, didn't he? Obviously Ryan's got an attraction there, which just makes him want to spit nails when he considers everything Ryan's said warning him away from Petre and acting wearily frustrated when John kept going back.
(But this attraction bounces all around the room, doesn't it? They've formed themselves a perfect triangle with energy shooting back and forth down the lines, and now the line between Petre and Ryan is glowing hot and red and leaving him out and he can't fucking stand it.)]
Ryan. [And Ryan turns around, starts working on Petre's neck, so utterly given over to him that his mind has gone silent. Motherfucker. Again, in his thoughts:] Ryan!
[Nothing. Did Petre get him, after all? He can hear the sounds of Ryan's mouth sucking at Petre's skin, see his tongue flick out here and there, making him flush as that first inkling of arousal swells further and flush with fury.]
Ryan, for fuck's sake! [Now he's trying to get between them, tugging first at Ryan and then at Petre's shoulders when he realizes that Petre is a much more realistic target for breaking them apart.]
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(But this attraction bounces all around the room, doesn't it? They've formed themselves a perfect triangle with energy shooting back and forth down the lines, and now the line between Petre and Ryan is glowing hot and red and leaving him out and he can't fucking stand it.)]
Ryan. [And Ryan turns around, starts working on Petre's neck, so utterly given over to him that his mind has gone silent. Motherfucker. Again, in his thoughts:] Ryan!
[Nothing. Did Petre get him, after all? He can hear the sounds of Ryan's mouth sucking at Petre's skin, see his tongue flick out here and there, making him flush as that first inkling of arousal swells further and flush with fury.]
Ryan, for fuck's sake! [Now he's trying to get between them, tugging first at Ryan and then at Petre's shoulders when he realizes that Petre is a much more realistic target for breaking them apart.]