[ Another kiss, and his mouth is familiar, soft -- Johnny's thought about this, on and off; the truth is that he usually prefers women, even though he's experimented now and then, but something about his kiss is worth remembering, the heat and the passion, and he doesn't know if it's its own kind of terrible that this tastes like what he remembers Jack to be.
He kisses him back, heart sinking when he finds this familiar, which means this is what he really thinks of him, pretty but dumb, disposable enough to be wanted for this and nothing else. A few seconds, more, and finally he pushes Jack away, confused and pissed. ] This is what you want? So all that noble talk, but all you really think I'm good for is this.
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He kisses him back, heart sinking when he finds this familiar, which means this is what he really thinks of him, pretty but dumb, disposable enough to be wanted for this and nothing else. A few seconds, more, and finally he pushes Jack away, confused and pissed. ] This is what you want? So all that noble talk, but all you really think I'm good for is this.