"Pft." John challenged. "You're being delusional again." He teased as he dug his heels in harder. "You just don't want to be wrong, and you can't stand when I'm just so damn right." Naturally there was zero truth in his taunt, and that was fine. The taunt wasn't important, where the taunts led them was what truly was important..
There it went, his face turning red. How dare she. She knew what she was doing. This body made him feel not like himself, and naturally that made him a little modest in his new form. Though Kitty was going to have her fun with it, and frankly John couldn't blame her - if roles were reversed she'd be on the receiving end of his taunts too. "Well, if you ask real nice you might get your wi-" And then John was cut off where his words were promptly replaced with some entirely different for Kitty.
A soft moan erupted from his mouth and a small shiver through his body. "Mhm." John confirmed.