It's not that big a deal, to Connor. Bodies are bodies and like everyone else on the planet he likes one or doesn't, but... it's not the most important thing. It definitely would never be the defining thing. And John's skin is warm under his fingertips and Sophie's breath is tickling the back of his neck as she nudges his fead forward and-- he can't not run his thumb curiously over John's lips, then lean closer and discover that their mouths together perfectly. Connor starts out soft, shy, but then he realizes he can taste the heat of John's flames on his mouth somehow, and there are teeth teasing at pliant lips.