Your Take On Forever

John simply stuck his tongue out at his lover.

"You should keep that devilish little tongue of yours in that devilish little mouth," Randy said.

John chuckled. "Make me!" He said, sticking it out again.

Randy leaned over and bit John's tongue.

John squeaked. "You bitth that wath my tongue!" He whined. "No I h ve a lithp!"

Randy smirked. "I warned you," he said before going back to his doodles again.

John pouted and doodled all over Randy's random drawings. "Ha!"

Randy glared at him. "You're lucky you're hurt," he said. "Wait until you get better.

John smirked. "Aw, you wouldn't hurt little 'ol me." He chuckled.

"Never said I was gonna hurt ya," Randy said before turning to a blank page and began drawing.

John rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever."

Randy chuckled and kissed John's cheek. "Love ya, babe," he said.

John smiled. "I love you too, and more." He chuckled.

Randy rolled his eyes. "Not possible," he said.

"Yes, it is possible." John said, blinking.

"It's really not, though," Randy said, crossing his arms.

John crossed his arms as well. "I'm sorry Randal, but I love you more." He said seriously.

"Well, I'm sorry Jonathan but I love you more," Randy mimicked John.

John huffed. "I love you more, so deal with it." He said.

"Nope," Randy argued simply.

"Yep." John said, mimicking Randy's tone.

"Nope," Randy repeated, looking at him with a smirk.

John huffed, frustrated. "Yes!" He whined.

"No," Randy said calmly, doodling again.

"You... are... UGH! You win!" John gave in with a dramatic huff.