"We'll have to figure out a time when neither of us are busy." Justin's lips parted slightly when he felt Jonathan's foot pressing against his groin and he couldn't help pressing his hips forward ever so slightly. It wasn't enough for anyone else to notice, but it would tell Jonathan that he certainly didn't mind. It was the last thing he'd thought Jonathan would do, but it wasn't unwanted, "Sounds like you need a bookshelf." Years of practice with Brian and others helped Justin to keep his voice even when it dared to waver as his blood began rushing south