John Connor (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} johnbaum) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality, |
"That is his gift." John shook his head. "I do have a gift for you, though. Of a sort."
He was also trying not to blush -- and hoping it was too dim or the lights too weird in the club to show it if he was -- as he started to explain what the real gift was. You'd think, after this long, he'd have stopped blushing all together. But, when he wasn't sure of himself, out it came. "Club's got a backroom. That's why I picked it. I love you and I know you love me, but I've never been enough for you when it comes to sex. So, tonight you have an opportunity to indulge yourself. Or...if you wanted," he added uncertainly, more doubting that Brian would want him than he was nervous about what he was offering. "Or, if you wanted, we could maybe both check it out. Together. Maybe enact one of those fantasies you used to share with me about the things you liked to do?
"If you'd rather not, if you'd rather go on your own, that's...fine. But, I want to give you the option, if you'll have me..."
Of course, now that he'd said it, John felt like an absolute idiot stammering on about wanting to share this with Brian when it had been made more and more clear Brian was losing interest in him that way. But, it wasn't like John was really going to enjoy the night if Brian didn't anyway. Watching half-naked men gyrate around was going to be what it was one way or the other.