A lot of experience he was lacking them. Possibly from an uncertainty of who he was or what wanted or perhaps something deeper and more serious. He couldn't be sure and didn't plan to make assumptions on the matter. Instead, John just cupped his chin and ran his thumb over that pretty lower lip. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to his lips before pulling back.

He had to ignore that instinct to take care of him. He wasn't here for that. That wasn't his place as far as he could tell.

Yet that instinct was still there.

"Then you should have that taste."