"I know that, I just--just couldn't--" Rodney gives up, the words won't come, god, he barely has any air at all in his lungs as John's hands slide around his waist.

"You need to tie it, like this," John says in a tone that could be considered downright sultry. As he knots the fabric he gives it a firm tug, pulling Rodney closer. "Don't want it to slip."