It'll take like 5 seconds to read. Rated PG13 for language.
I Missed You “I’ve missed this.” John managed to mumbled between kisses.
“I’ve missed
you.” Paul breathed heavily into the mouth of the man towering above him. “But no funny stuff tonight.” He giggled and pushed John off of himself. He rolled to the side and immediately grabbed at Paul’s hips.
“But I wanna fuck you so bad, Paulie!” He whined, exaggeratedly and moved his hands down to cup the coveted ass of his best mate.
“Well too damn bad!” Paul swatted him away. “I’m starting to think you only missed me bum.” He frowned and looked up from under his thick lashes.
“Aw, don’t even think such things, love.” John cupped Paul’s face in his hand and rubbed circles under his eye with his thumb, wiping away an invisible tear. “This is all I want in the world.” He leaned in, eyes closed, and took Paul’s pouting bottom lip between his in a quick, breathy, erotic gesture. Paul moaned at the unexpected chasteness of the action and smoothed his hand up John’s chest and to the back of his neck, holding him in place as he deepened the kiss and groaned with need.
“Fuck you guys! We’re trying to sleep!” George threw a pillow at the two from across the room as Ringo laughed quietly into his pillow.