He was in no rush, slick fingers slowly slicking him and then stretching him. He pushed deep and smiled when Wyn gasped.

There was something about the way a young lover gasped. That hint of shock at pleasure. It took quite a bit to shock John, but only because he'd done so much. But that gasp, it cut right to his heart.

He fucked him with one, then two, stretching him slowly to make certain it wouldn't hurt. Much.