(Later, when John will be in Afghanistan he will have to lie too, he will lie to Bill, sweet, innocent Bill, he will lie to his unit, he will lie to everyone. But he will not lie to himself or James, he will have him in his bed as often as he can, he will get down on his knees for him, he will bend for him, he will make him bend and he will be high, high on finally being able to do whatever he wants, to shatter the mould Harry made for him, he made for himself. He will be high on kissing hard muscles and feeling the heavy weight of a cock between his fingers and licking the pre-come and loving it, loving it so fucking much. He will be high on blue eyes and high cheekbones, he will be high on the sun making him sweat, on tanned skin, on muscled thighs. More than that, more than that still, John will be high on being in love for the first time of his life, the very first time. John will want to go down on his knees and cry.)
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