John sighed against your neck, his forehead resting under your chin “this ain’t right” he muttered quietly. This had been going on for months, you and John would sneak away from camp to share intimate moments with him, only to return hours later. He was always confident. Sure he had seen the way Dutch and Hosea had been to each other but this was different. This was pure desire, nothing more, at least that’s what he told himself.

“You know I—“ he cut himself off “I shouldn’t be with you. Not like this.” He finally said, only causing a soft chuckle to escape your lips “Im being serious” he muttered, although he was quick subdued when he felt your fingers combing through his hair “damn you…” he muttered.