Harry stared at Midnight for a long time, then burst out laughing. "You could have just told me that you didn't want to talk about it," he said, snickering as he sipped his drink.
"Fuck," John hissed as he bucked against her mouth with the hard scrape of her teeth. "I'm gonna have a hard time fucking you if you bite it off," he muttered, his thighs shaking under her assault.