He wasn't someone who slept with others outside of work. He simply wasn't. John wasn't even really someone who dated. Yet here he was drawn to this man in his arms, who was kissing and guiding onto his back so he could help rid them both of the rest of their clothes. Did some part of him care about this one? Odd if he did. That wasn't really his nature. At least if you asked him.

Pulling back from the kiss, he tossed clothes to the side then caught those lips with his own again. As he did, he guided him further up onto the bed to allow that pretty head to rest against the pillows. He would take him but he preferred to make his partners comfortable when he did.