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“I certainly hope you do otherwise this relationship would be rather strenuous.” John mentioned with a small laugh.
A comfortable silence falls between them, and Rina looked up at John pensively. “You’re amazing, did you know that?” Before John could throw back a witty comment, Rina continued. “Thank you for putting up with my high-maintenance self.”
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“Oh my god you have to stop,” Joe whined, nuzzling his cheek against Ben’s shoulder. “Okay we have to go. I have to shop and we can’t ignore Frankie.”
Ben barked out a laugh, before pulling away from Joe and taking his hand. “Are you following me home? Or am I going to have to shop for groceries wearing a bloody tuxedo?”
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“No more stressing over silly management issues or rockstar collaborations.” John insisted. “and if you do then I’ll just have to take care of you.”
“That’s a counterproductive offer,” Rina smiled, reaching out to run a hand through John’s hair. “I quite like it when you take care of me.”
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“If you jumped then I would have to jump after you. Anywhere you go, I’d go. It’s been like that for a while.” Joe confessed shyly.
Ben could feel his heart fluttering at the statement, and he pulled Joe close, kissing him sweetly. “I would follow you to the ends of the Earth - God, that sounded so cheesy, but I mean it.”
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“You want to jump off a cliff?” Joe asked him softly.
“If you asked me to?” Ben quipped, grinning at his boyfriend.
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“So I have been told,” John muttered softly, turning his head to kiss her nose. “Do you feel any better?”
“I feel much, much better,” Rina hummed contentedly, leaning against the touch. “All thanks to you, loverboy.” She snickered.
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John leaned back, licking his lips and smirking to her as he crawled upwards to lay beside her. “Glad I could be of help,” he mentioned to her proudly.
“Oh fuck off,” Rina said with a laugh. She wasn’t really a cuddler, but she found herself scooting closer to John. “You’re amazing, did you know that?”
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“What? Of course I want you to,” Joe told him quickly. “I just don’t want you to be forced to stay here and help me.”
Ben looked taken aback, “Forced?” He shook his head, “Joe, you could literally tell me to jump off a cliff and I willingly would.” It wasn’t an exaggeration. Ben was whipped. “I want to.” He repeated firmly.
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“Wat? No you don’t have to help me shop. Okay you already did enough for me. Like fucked me into the mattress and called me cute.”
“Well, I want to,” Ben insisted as he slipped back into his suit. He felt overdressed, and all he wanted to do right now was to change into cleaner clothes. “I mean - unless you don’t want me to?” He quickly added.
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John thought about pulling away just to spite her. Just to show her how much of a bastard he really was. But he chose against it and instead decided to finish her off, repeating the bloody alphabet with his tongue.
Rina could only warn John with a “I’m coming,” before she was writhing against John’s mouth, letting out one final whimper before slumping against the sheets, face flushed and breathless, much like when she’d been playing the drums a while back. “Holy fuck.”
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“Yeah I think I have nothing but cheese and milk so we’ll be going out for the time being,” Joe laughed shortly, moving to change into his clothes. “Do you wanna head home first? I do t think my clothes will fit you. I don’t have rock hard abs.”
“Thanks,” Ben rolled his eyes at the abs compliment. “Yeah, I’ll drive home, change, and meet you back here?” He’d nearly forgotten that he spent the night at Joe’s wearing a damn tuxedo. “I’ll drive us to the store.”
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John hummed against her, letting his tongue do all the work. His other hand was absolute shit but he knew the moment his fingers could bend properly he would be driving her wild just as he had the night in the back room after the venue.
Rina’s breathing grew more ragged every passing second, and soon enough, she was writhing, harshly biting down on her bottom lip as she felt herself nearing to her orgasm. “Oh my god, I’m close,” she whimpered, arm raising up to keep herself from screaming as she came.
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Joe let out a groan, kicking his legs to untangle himself from the blanket. “Fine. I’ll get up for food.”
Ben relished in the warmth of the blanket for a couple more seconds before sitting up with a sigh. Now that he’d spent a considerable amount of time in bed, he didn’t feel like getting out. “Did you want to go out and get brunch somewhere? Or just stay in and make something?”
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John took her home, wishing nothing more than he had the chance to actually fully please her. He wanted to take his time and make her feel fantastic. However with his hand still busted he could only do so much. So instead he carefully pushed her onto the bed stripping her of her bottoms and burying his face between her legs.
Rina let out a small whimper, lying back against the bed and closing her eyes. Her breath hitched at the way John's mouth expertly worked its way around unwinding her. “Oh, babe,” she sighed out, one hand reaching forward to stroke John’s hair encouragingly, “Feels so bloody amazing...”
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John rolled his eyes, stepping back from the wall and pulling Rina with him. “Better go home then,” He decided.
Rina beamed, following John to his car happily. “Damn right.” She said, making sure to turn off her phone in case Reid (or anybody else) started calling her.
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“No, no. It’s perfect. I mean yeah, we’re totally sweet and totally ridiculous. But that’s fine. We deserve to be both those things. We’ve been crushing on one another for so long.”
“You are absolutely right,” Ben conceded, “Speaking of sweet, I feel like eating pancakes.” He poked Joe’s side, “Are you still too lazy to get up?”
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"Only with you," Ben said with a cheesy grin on his face, "Wow. That was ridiculously sweet."
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“But we have so much time to make up for!”
Slightly pulling away, Ben takes Joe’s hands and kisses them, “We do have a lot of time to make up for,” he agreed, “But we have all the time in the world to recompense.”
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