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DAVE STRIDER

consider this your warning about stairs. itll just keep happening bro. im telling you man

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[parodeity]

[ dave wasn't wrong about not being there yet, either. he's not precisely feeding arousal back emotions wise; it's an uncomplicated desire to touch and have john in his personal space, tied up in feeling safe and something nearing worthwhile. it's being touch starved because he liked plenty of people on his team but he didn't let them into his space like this and he missed holding hands and having john's arms around him and he missed john's stupid heartbeat. one of his palms - scars and calluses he'd been spared here until months back - presses flat over john's heart and it's a stupid and almost painful kind of relieved affection.

he feels more like a person again and for the first time since they'd left his frayed nerves are evening out. john maybe mistakenly thinks dave knows how to be a person and there's no one in this room or even on their floor whose motives and actions dave can't account for and he's relaxing back into the chair and there's some kind of comfort with john's hands twisting in his hair and it feels nice enough there's a low hum in the back of his throat.

maybe none of it's so uncomplicated as it should be. it's a different and desperate kind of want for being anchored now and here and feeling a little more okay, stupidly, because john wants him here. ]

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[In a way, John's always been aware of the fact that they both work and have different wants in mind when it comes to things like this. His heartbeat's a little faster than usual under Dave's hand and his movements of his hands are slow and lazy and appreciative more than anything. He's always been aware that there's something else in this for Dave than what John projects, aware that there's want on both sides but that it means something a little different even if he doesn't fully understand what kind of different it is. His mouth doesn't pull away and he slows the kiss down to take his time to appreciate Dave being here and letting him in and he finds himself melting a little further under his hands.

This is how things are now and he's both pleased and aware he can't ruin it. Dave trusts him and it's both sweet and scary to him. Even now sometimes he wonders if Dave wants him or if he just wants touch in general, but it's been a process of learning how their relationship works. Dave is the person he cares for most and even if it was just wanting someone in general John would be more than happy to supply that.

And it's something to think about, really. It's part of what he's thought on and how sexuality works and how he feels about Dave and he keeps his eyes closed as he pulls back a little to tug on Dave's lip with his teeth. His hands are still in Dave's hair and he's moving Dave's head just a bit to turn it to the side so he has access to Dave's neck, mouth moving over his jaw and back down to where he's aware a probably-now faded bruise used to exist. He's also mumbling something against Dave's skin but that's probably nothing.]

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[ dave tips his head back with a huff of soundless laughter to let john do whatever, but he hears john mumbling and tries to listen more closely, thoughts happily blurred at the edges. ]

Hm? [ prompting, but not really pressing if it's nothing at all, fingertips tracing maybe-aimless patterns back down to john's hips. or maybe he's writing actual words; it's probably fairly hard to tell. ]

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[Mistakes John's made: being shirtless and letting Dave touch him because he's still pressing into his hands and he nudges his nose against Dave's neck, biting lightly even while he's mumbling. Eventually though he pulls off enough while still kissing him to make it a little more clear he's actually just sort of half-saying and half-singing lyrics.

Hope Dave's fine with John being a giant sap.]

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[ hope john wasn't that invested in the neck thing because when he registers it dave laughs again and his hands pull away so he can cup john's cheeks and pull him back up to actually kiss his boyfriend full on the lips, biting and following after with his tongue -

until his phone goes off with one of his various custom ring tones, anyway. it's one of the stupider ones, clipped down into a custom text tone rather than the full version for the ring tone.

the benefit of customizing everyone's fucking ringtones and texts: he knows exactly who's hitting him up at any point in time, although he doesn't pull back immediately so much as slowly and apologetically and a little confused because right, the world isn't just john egbert and their room. ]

[windeity]

[The neck thing? No, not that invested. But he was invested in the kissing so there's a little bit of a pout when Dave slowly pulls away. His head's foggy and he finds himself licking his lips even as he registers what the tone was saying.]

...is that your tone for Nat?

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Don't judge me, it's perfect. [ so yes. he fishes his phone out of his sylladex to squint at the screen, taps out a response half on automatic and. behind...john's head? he didn't bother to move that much, just shifting so he can text without jostling john by doing it like that.

it also means john can't move too far away without actually dislodging dave which is probably why he's doing it. ]

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Do you have to answer her now? [Grumbling. He doesn't necessarily mind but he does just kind of drop his forehead on Dave's shoulder and doesn't bother moving away.]

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Shortlist. [ whatever that means. he turns his head to kiss the top of john's, though.

that's dumb but ]

She wants some facetime - you up for that, or...? [ he doesn't float the possibility of looping to go see her since he doesn't really want to ditch john for any amount of time at the moment. as it is he knows he's way too likely to try to freeze it when they get near the end of their time limit. ] You'd have to put on a shirt. For like, her visit. ...Not that you'd have to take it off later, I mean - okay, can you say something, I hate everything I'm saying.

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[He lifts his head up to reach Dave's lips but otherwise he just sort of thinks about it. His first instinct is to say no because he's a little selfish right now, and he just saw Natalie for nearly two weeks, but...here we are. He knows this is probably important so he sighs and leans back again.]

...yeah, okay. Tell her to come over because I still do not feel like leaving. [...there's a grin though.] The state of my shirt can be decided later after she leaves. Okay?

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[ stop responding to his stupidest statements. dave can maybe blame being flushed on the fact they were making out, though. maybe. ]

I'm sure as fuck not leavin' the room. So...Natalie, food, hanging out? [ in that order, he means. hanging out being...whatever, since he doesn't really care as long as john's there. if john wants to watch a stupid movie he'll -

well he'll still make fun of it but like yeah ]

[windeity]

[Haha no.]

That sounds okay to me. I do not know why we need facetime since I just saw her, but I guess she likes you or something. [He's teasing, of course.] But...okay. Shirt. I should put one on probably.

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How long do we have before she gets here?

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[ dumb question. it gets a quiet besotted smile dave would never fucking admit to. ]

Does it matter?

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[Be still his heart, etc etc.]

Nah, not really. [He moves to kiss him again, but he keeps it brief.] I'll put one on when she knocks then, whatever.

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[ cool. it's a brief kiss and dave buries his face at john's neck after and just breathes for a second. ] I really really missed you.

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[A hand comes up to pet his hair.] I really missed you too. I don't want to leave again.

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[ what if he presses his lips to john's neck and then his teeth very cautiously instead of acknowledging that's going to happen. ]

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[There's a little content sigh instead, so that's fine. Thanks Dave.]

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[ encouraging. he's never actually bothered to leave marks on anyone but it can't be that hard? hickeys aren't rocket science even though this one is on a time limit.

sorry byakuya and bucky ]

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[Sorry Byakuya and Bucky indeed? Especially since John's not stopping Dave at all and he's shifting in his lap to be a little more comfortable, head tilting back and more or less giving Dave a green light to continue.

Granted his hands sort of fist lightly in Dave's hair and he still has free rein to talk.]

...that's good.

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[ dave's hands settle on john's hips to help balance as he sucks at the same patch of skin, still half nérves and a lot want. ]

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[At least he's still warm enough that Dave's hands won't be cold and there's a quiet sort of appreciative noise while Dave's sucking on his neck and it's hard to say if this is because of what he's actually doing or because Dave's doing something in the first place. His hands trail down to the back of Dave's neck, fingers tracing along his spine a little.]

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[ glad the novelty of dave taking any sort of initiative is still a thing. he shivers at john's fingers on his spine but it's not enough to distract him; john isn't being stupid and playing music yet.

he's not really sure if john's okay with biting or how okay he is with biting so he's still being pretty tentative, though. ]

[windeity]

[Yet, but only because John is distracted by these things and he's pretty firmly in the "want" camp. It's want and nerves and wonder and even while Dave continues he speaks up, voice dipping an octave lower.]

You're stalling...[Apparently biting is fine.]

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[ good? john doesn't need to feel how dave feels when that happens? nat will be there in an hour from the last text so.

john's voice goes lower and dave curses the fact sound does things for him and he lets his teeth sink in and tries not to do something super pathetic like whimper. ]