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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 asked but now he just keeps his hands at john's hips instead of trying to feel john up at all. ] If you loved me you'd let me rap about it.

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[You can't just not touch him after making it into a thing, Dave.] I love you enough that I am not at all surprised you want to rap about my ass? How would that even work anyway?

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[ watch him? ] It ain't like ass is hard to rhyme. Or any of the many various synonyms.

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[...he hates that he's going to fall for it, but:] Prove it.

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You ain't allowed to give me sass about your ass. [ it's not quite a rap, and he doesn't bother to make it flow exactly, but he keeps going and it's easier than addressing why he hasn't made any moves at all. he just said "rhymes" even if he does start to kind of fall into the rhythm he gets when he starts rapping about something stupid. ] It's first class, defies the conservation of mass, grab a boarding pass. Think it's an impasse, jackass. Pumped my nerves full of bass.

[ and then, just to apparently be really sure he killed any sort of mood: ] Could go into an entire verse about caboose versus apple juice. Though if we went with booty you'd probably punch me if I went with fruity. Tour of duty. Not exactly the right frame of mind though? Tours of duty bring punishment to mind.

[ he can keep going. ]

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[There is immediately all sorts of regret and he drops his head onto Dave's shoulder.]

Okay, okay, I take it back. Stop rapping about my ass and never put it in the same context as apple juice. [A beat.] Unless it's that you like both. I can accept that.

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You'll never know since you made me stop. [ he lifts his hands away but instead of touching john just stretches his arms out over his head. ]

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You can tell me you like my ass without rapping about it, jackass. [But Dave's arms move and John...pouts. That's getting further away?]

So...? [But he's also moving to press a kiss to Dave's collarbone and his shoulder as he shifts down.]

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You're oppressing my freedom of expression. [ dave just waits to see what john means by "so", humming a little under his breath. ]

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How dare I. [But he's moving and continuing to mouth his way down to Dave's chest apparently, biting a little as he goes.] What're you going to do about it?

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I haven't decided yet. [ he lets john move down his chest, fingers flexing above his head before he laces them together. ]

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Are you thinking about it? [...give him a second to tongue over one of Dave's nipples just to see if he still freaks out when they're touched.]

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[ like.

no one in this lifetime has ever used their mouth there. dave jolts and at least his hands move solely to cover his own mouth. ]

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[Well. That's one way to get Dave to stop rapping about his ass. His gaze flicks up to look at Dave briefly, far too amused and perfectly content to see how far he can push.

So. Instead of pulling off he settles to leave a mark near the same area, keeping his mouth and teeth careful so he doesn't actually hurt him but stimulating him with his tongue anyway. He's probably going to get kicked out of bed, but whatever.]

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[ fuck john honestly? looking up only reveals dave's too-wide eyes, pupils blown, and a slight tremor to the hands over his mouth.

and then john just. keeps going. and the sound dave is muffling is a moan. just give him a second. ]

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[It's probably unfortunate that he really wants to hear those sounds because one of hands reaches up to lightly bat at Dave's. Stop that. They're in their own house and so clearly it's fine. But, like, he's also not letting up with his mouth so whoops.]

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[ he'll move his hands but he's biting his lip. at least this version of tension isn't quite stop so much as not knowing what the fuck to do. dave shifts a little, not to get away but more arching up and squirming a bit. ]

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[John's blatantly aware that he's experimented more than Dave has, given he and Vic slept together enough times in their relationship that John figured out what girls like. Dave, obviously, isn't a girl though and there's a little more caution and intrigue in all of this. His other hand moves, mouth pliant and less careful while he focuses on leaving a bruise and his hand grips firmly into the space at Dave's waist above his hip. He's not going to stop Dave from squirming, but he's letting his fingers tap out a quick beat of something.

Figuring out what else affects Dave is going to be interesting, given he doesn't even know where to start, but he does let his fingers move just a little over over Dave's hip instead, beat map still playing out.]

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[ there's another of those quietly little startled sounds, unchoked for once, before his hands snap out to grip john's wrists, fingers flexing but grip firm. ] You have to stop.

[ no explanation, just quiet and a little breathless. ]

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[It's kind of like being dunked in ice water, the change. Immediately he hears the word "stop" and he freezes entirely, pulling off quickly and letting go. His expression's not quite readable but it's shifted from playful and amused to something a little more worried and unsure.]

Sorry. I'm sorry, that was a little much.

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No, just... [ like, yes, it was. it was affecting him too much and however comfortable john is getting with them dave doubts it's anywhere near being okay with affecting a guy in that particular way. ] It was without conversations we haven't had. Okay? My bad.

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Oh...one of those things. [They had a conversation like that in February. It doesn't surprise him there's more, he already knew that, but...he lets his hand tentatively rest again.]

...it's fine. Do you. [Hm.] Um...did you want...to...? [Have those conversations, he means.]

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It's more mundane than that. [ maybe he should discuss one of those more serious things but he doesn't feel the inclination. this wasn't about past lives or - well, maybe it's kind of about february again but dave doesn't bring it up. ] We don't need to until and unless you wanna. Just...stick to above my shoulders.

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I mean. I always want to if it's important to you, dude. That's kind of how that works. [But he just gives him a slight grin before shifting to kiss his forehead instead.] But okay. Above the shoulders is fine until you change your mind. I'm okay with that.

[He. Has zero idea the real thought process here. But whatever. Dave wants it, Dave can have it.]

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No. [ johns smiles always get something reflexive at the corner of his mouth but dave pushes john off anyway, or tries to. ] It's not like that. But thanks. You're kind of a dumbass but at least you're sweet.