[ dave chases john's lips after he pecks him, one hand coming up to cradle john's jaw gently as dave seeks a longer sort of kiss. it's slow and sweet still instead of anything faster, before he pulls back and just looks at john again, licking his lips nervously. ]
Touch me. [ he's done this a few times before, ever since they'd messed around one day after they started dating and dave had noticed john kind of liked being ordered around. they'd talked about it once or twice, how john liked it when dave asked for shit and so dave's words are a quiet demand shaped out of as much steel as he can muster.
the order comes with the hand at john's jaw tracing down his neck and over his shoulder gently. ]
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Touch me. [ he's done this a few times before, ever since they'd messed around one day after they started dating and dave had noticed john kind of liked being ordered around. they'd talked about it once or twice, how john liked it when dave asked for shit and so dave's words are a quiet demand shaped out of as much steel as he can muster.
the order comes with the hand at john's jaw tracing down his neck and over his shoulder gently. ]