Daniel blushed bright, spluttering and choking on his own saliva. He couldn't believe Johnny had just asked him that so openly. People could hear! That kind of thing was private.
He dipped his head, rubbing nervously at the back of his neck with his free hand. "There's no rush, right? Besides, you're gonna be laid up with a busted ankle so there'll be no bedroom shenanigans for a while."
His blush was spreading to his ears. "What we already do is good though, right?" Handjobs, frotting and even the occasional blowie when they were feeling brave. Oh god... what if Johnny was getting tired of waiting? What if he thought Daniel was frigid? He was inwardly freaking out now.