Jonathan didn't like it. Edward pushing him. Edward kissing him. Edward doing it. Jonathan changed them around swiftly so he had Edward pinned against the wall. Once he had him against the wall, he looked at him for a few moments and then kissed him back. He worked his way down, kissing Edward's neck and then sucking it, biting it, marking it. He wanted his marks on Edward. He wanted him. And he was high enough to not care if this contradicted what he said.

Once he was done, he pulled back and smiled at Edward. He let out a funny little sound and then turned away, shaking his head with a smile. And then he was walking.

"I've never had Korean chicken before. Is it good?"