Judas sat relaxed on the edge of the jacuzzi - oh shit, yeah, this was even better - and stole a grape, popping it into his mouth. It felt a little awkward bringing JC up right now, given what they'd been at all night, but if he was going to talk about it, it'd be with Simon. He rubbed his neck, frowning as he felt a sore spot which probably meant a hickey, damn it, and shrugged.

"I was... probably a lot more blunt with him than I usually am. I'm not going anywhere from him, and I hope maybe I got that into his head, but I was blunt about the fact that I'm a certain kind of guy. I like to drink and smoke and fuck... a whole lot of things we both know JC isn't into. I'm willing to give this dating thing a try, if he really wants that, but I'm not sure that is what he wants. I think he just wants to know I'm not going anywhere, I'm his. I've been his since the day he found me."