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[parodeity]

DAVE STRIDER

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

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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. ]

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[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 ]

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[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. ]

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[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. ]

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[It's a very soft hiss that bottoms out into a light moan, hands tightening in Dave's hair again and otherwise not moving away. Hope Dave is happy with these consequences because John pushes into Dave's hands and keeps his neck taunt to give Dave space.]

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[ his fingers dig into john's hips to keep him steady and dave doesn't seem to mind john's hands pulling at his hair? like whatever that's fine he can roll with that. he's paying way more attention to john making noises and you know what he wants to hear further noises. all the noises. a symphony of sounds he made john make.

it at least serves to make him a little less tentative, though he stops biting to run his tongue over the marks instead. ]