He had ruined it. They had both been receptive, and had been flirting and rutting... and he had ruined it.
"John." He got up and walked over towards the couch, but he kept a bit of distance. It was obvious that he had fucked up badly and he was sure that John would leave him now, somehow find a way to break this bond, and he would be alone again, like he had been for so many decades now.
"I'm sorry... I... I didn't mean to... I.. I didn't.." He cursed under his breath and turned away, stomping into his room and slamming the door. He wasn't cut out for a relationship. Why had he jumped into this? He was only going to cause John more pain, and it was too late now. Maybe there was some way to break this, some way to free John from himself.
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Fuck, fuck,. bloody buggering fuck.
He had ruined it. They had both been receptive, and had been flirting and rutting... and he had ruined it.
"John." He got up and walked over towards the couch, but he kept a bit of distance. It was obvious that he had fucked up badly and he was sure that John would leave him now, somehow find a way to break this bond, and he would be alone again, like he had been for so many decades now.
"I'm sorry... I... I didn't mean to... I.. I didn't.." He cursed under his breath and turned away, stomping into his room and slamming the door. He wasn't cut out for a relationship. Why had he jumped into this? He was only going to cause John more pain, and it was too late now. Maybe there was some way to break this, some way to free John from himself.