Eric had always known there was something with his mental health. He was a bit... I don't know, different from the rest. He always thought it could have been caused by the violent surroundings he grew up in.
Now that he was in Python, he sometimes he turned to John for advise or just the presence of another disordered mind. Now the time had come again.
He knocked on John's door. John's car was standing outside the building, but Eric knew that didn't necessarily mean he was home, since he often took a walk. But luckily he was home this time. John opened the door, already having seen who was behind it.
"Hi Eric. Come in." He greeted and held the door open for the younger man. "Hey John." Eric said. Inside, he put off his coat and immediately walked to the living room, followed by John. They sat down on the couch.
"So, what's the matter?" John asked. "Or do you first want some tea?" He offered. "Oh, no, thank you." Eric said. John knew he shouldn't push it so remained silent and looked at Eric. "Just the same thing again." Eric said. John smiled. "Talk or something else?" He asked. "Something else." Eric answered. He honestly didn't feel like talking. "Let's watch a movie." He said, "I thought there was something on the tv."
They stood up both at the same time to turn on the tv. Eric laughed awkwardly. "I'll go." John offered. Eric let himself fall on the couch again. "Thanks." He mumbled. John turned on the tv, and it appeared a film was playing. Luckily it was only at the intro. John sat down again, his knees brushing Eric's. Eric looked his way and a slight smiled formed on his lips. John really was a cutie.
He laid his head on John shoulder and wrapped his arms around his arm, desperate for human contact. John quickly freed his arm and Eric felt slightly hurt, till John used his arm to put around him and pull him closer. Eric breathed in deeply to smell his smell. It was warm, and cozy and nice. There was also a hint of nervousy in John, he noticed. Well, not half as much as in him.
They watched to film in silence. It was a typical romance about a man and a woman that had to cope with their families.
As the film got nearer the end, John started ruffling through Eric's hair. Eric closed his eyes and turned his head in John's direction. Then he started kissing John's neck softly.
"Eric..." John let out. He let himself fall backwards, pulling Eric with him. Eric lifted up his head so that he could look into the other Python's eyes. A strange sort of fire burned in them, and Eric lowered his head till he was only half an inch away from John's face. John lifted his head up so that their lips touched softly.
Eric pressed his lips against John's and slid his tongue inside his mouth. John responded to the kiss fiercely and rolled Eric on the other side so that he was on top.
He unbuttoned the upper button of Eric's shirt, still kissing him. Then the rest of the buttons. He moved down to kiss Eric's now bare chest. "John... please.." Eric sighed.
When John had reached the line of Eric's trousers he sat up to unbutton his own shirt. "Here, let me do that." Eric offered. He sat up so that their chests were almost touching and John's legs were wrapped around Eric. Eric inhaled John's smell again, and moved his hands up and down John's back. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt and rolled back again so that they both fell off the couch, Eric on top.
He gently moved his body up and down and slid his hand underneith John's trousers. "Fuck..." John sighed. He zipped open his trousers and threw them away. Eric followed John's example. Now they were only covered in their underwear.
"Curtains." John whispered. "What?" Eric asked confused. "We've got to close the curtains before some paparazzi guy looks in." John said nervously. "Oh."
They quickly stood up to close the curtains. Then they looked at each other again. John quickly approached Eric, who did a few steps back, knowing there was a wall behind him.
John pinned Eric roughly against the wall, and Eric wrapped his legs around the older Python. Eric moaned. "John..."