John wipes his hands down the front of his trousers, doing his best to clean his palms. The smile draws him in and John rises to once again kneel. In a quick movement he pivots to plant his knees on either side of Midnighter's hips. Placing his hands firmly along Midnighter's jawline, John pulls the other man toward him for an aggressive kiss.

If there was any room for ambiguity before, there's none now, and John takes as long as he likes despite the meal shared between them. If this is going to continue they could both do with a shower and tooth brushing.

"Weirdo tastes very much like fish but I suppose I can live with it."

He follows the statement with a wink, leaving his hands on Midnighter's face.