[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.]
[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ 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. ]
[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.]
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.
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.]
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.
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.]
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.
Nah. I can handle it. [ he just flaps a hand at john. ] You're not the kind of person who thinks it through and I don't expect you to be. If you tried you'd very likely get tangled up.
What is it that I'm supposed to be thinking through? [This time he actually sounds a little confused and maybe slightly annoyed because he feels stupid and that's never fun.]
[...] I still have no idea what you're talking about but fine. I got it. Nothing below the shoulders. It's fine. [As far as he's concerned he thought it through plenty but he's definitely missing some foresight here.]
John. What did you plan to do after accomplishing that? [ sometimes he wants to throttle john a little because he's pretty sure john didn't think beyond "cool i want to make dave react more" at most. but maybe he's wrong about that. ]
Maybe when we're not in the middle of it. [ dave's voice is soft and less annoyed again. ] Like I said: I won't do that to either of us. Don't make decisions like that on the fly, babe. They're the kinds of things you can't take back if you change your mind after they're done.
[He's very quiet then because he's thinking it over. Dave had asked him questions and then didn't do anything, and now they're having this conversation and he can't even genuinely come up with an answer of what he'd do if he actually got Dave hot and willing.
So that's a thing.
...that's...a thing.]
...you think I'm going to freak out because I haven't hooked up with a guy before. [It's not even accusatory. It's just...contemplative, maybe.]
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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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[ no explanation, just quiet and a little breathless. ]
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Sorry. I'm sorry, that was a little much.
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...it's fine. Do you. [Hm.] Um...did you want...to...? [Have those conversations, he means.]
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[He. Has zero idea the real thought process here. But whatever. Dave wants it, Dave can have it.]
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What's this really about?
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Oh. ...I would have figured it out, I figured that was a thing we would kind of decide together. [...but okay, yeah, he kind of gets the problem.]
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So that's a thing.
...that's...a thing.]
...you think I'm going to freak out because I haven't hooked up with a guy before. [It's not even accusatory. It's just...contemplative, maybe.]
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