Drabble: Inexperienced!John for tm_northstar
“No fucking way,” John said. He stared at Jean-Paul. “Out of the question.”
“Baaaaaby,” JP whined. “Come on!”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No. Way.”
“Just try it. I promise, it’ll be gooood.”
John crossed his arms. “JP, that looks disgusting. There’s no way I can do it. None. None at all. You go for it, all you want, but I will not.”
JP pouted. And pouted. And pouted more. And then he said, “No blowjobs for a week. Non, a month.”
“Come on, a month?”
“Yes. A whole month.”
John sighed. “Fine.”
He picked up his fork and poked at the plate. He made a face, and looked up at JP. But JP had his arms crossed and his Resolved Face on. “None,” JP reminded him.
John put a sample of the food on the fork, and shoved it in his mouth. He chewed, and swallowed hard. “It’s…”
JP looked at him expectantly.
“… Good?”
“Chrisse, you asshole!” JP exclaimed angrily. “It’s poutine. It’s awesome!”
“It’s French fries, gravy, and cheese. All mixed up! Those things just don’t belong together.”
“You Americans have no taste.”
“You Canadians are crazy.”
“I hate you.”
John looked at his pouting boyfriend. He pushed the plate away from him. He just couldn’t have anymore. But, he could make it up to JP. “I’ll give you a really great blow job. Like, right now.”
JP blinked. And obviously internally debated about it... for all of four seconds. “Let’s go.”
John laughed. He was forgiven… or would be soon enough, anyway. For a while, at least.
ooc: Meta!John says TOO BAD, META!JP. You aren't going to catch him inexperienced that way. ;P
“Baaaaaby,” JP whined. “Come on!”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No. Way.”
“Just try it. I promise, it’ll be gooood.”
John crossed his arms. “JP, that looks disgusting. There’s no way I can do it. None. None at all. You go for it, all you want, but I will not.”
JP pouted. And pouted. And pouted more. And then he said, “No blowjobs for a week. Non, a month.”
“Come on, a month?”
“Yes. A whole month.”
John sighed. “Fine.”
He picked up his fork and poked at the plate. He made a face, and looked up at JP. But JP had his arms crossed and his Resolved Face on. “None,” JP reminded him.
John put a sample of the food on the fork, and shoved it in his mouth. He chewed, and swallowed hard. “It’s…”
JP looked at him expectantly.
“… Good?”
“Chrisse, you asshole!” JP exclaimed angrily. “It’s poutine. It’s awesome!”
“It’s French fries, gravy, and cheese. All mixed up! Those things just don’t belong together.”
“You Americans have no taste.”
“You Canadians are crazy.”
“I hate you.”
John looked at his pouting boyfriend. He pushed the plate away from him. He just couldn’t have anymore. But, he could make it up to JP. “I’ll give you a really great blow job. Like, right now.”
JP blinked. And obviously internally debated about it... for all of four seconds. “Let’s go.”
John laughed. He was forgiven… or would be soon enough, anyway. For a while, at least.
ooc: Meta!John says TOO BAD, META!JP. You aren't going to catch him inexperienced that way. ;P