JJ snorted. He moved one hand to catch Yuri's on his leg. "I'm sore, Kitten," he said. His voice was sincere, it didn't sound like a complaint, but he knew well that his body was going to rebel against it for now. He had asked for Yuri to be rough with him. He had liked it.

His thumb moved over Yuri's hand he had caught. It was slow, gentle motions. "But you know I can't say no." He couldn't resist Yuri. He didn't necessarily want to. He liked this time with him, and they had three years to make up for. "As long as you want me to come, I won't leave. You know you've only ever had to ask that of me."