The way John pulled back so quickly, and just as quickly it felt like and he was off of his lap. Elliot frowned but he turned his head away from John. Was he already regretting what they'd done? There's no way he was even completely sober yet.
Elliot knew he wasn't sober yet and that meant John definitely wasn't. So John must regret it. He quickly moved to fix his pants and underwear before grabbing a cigarette and lighting it, his normal twitchiness starting to come back with how fast his thoughts were starting to fly. He'd fucked around with someone who was basically still a kid and now that kid regretted it.
It was Elliot's fault -- never mind John had started it all.]
Fuck... yeah... [He paused, rubbing his fingers over his hair and then walking further away from the couch which suddenly felt like a crime scene.] Sorry.
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The way John pulled back so quickly, and just as quickly it felt like and he was off of his lap. Elliot frowned but he turned his head away from John. Was he already regretting what they'd done? There's no way he was even completely sober yet.
Elliot knew he wasn't sober yet and that meant John definitely wasn't. So John must regret it. He quickly moved to fix his pants and underwear before grabbing a cigarette and lighting it, his normal twitchiness starting to come back with how fast his thoughts were starting to fly. He'd fucked around with someone who was basically still a kid and now that kid regretted it.
It was Elliot's fault -- never mind John had started it all.]
Fuck... yeah... [He paused, rubbing his fingers over his hair and then walking further away from the couch which suddenly felt like a crime scene.] Sorry.