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[Dave isn't allowed to make fun of him for not knowing how to multitask then!! Still, he also likes kissing him and he doesn't bother trying to pull back. Instead, he bends just a little so Dave's arms aren't stretched so far and he keeps the kiss fairly playful and kind of slow.

Granted, it's also so that he can focus on what his hand's doing. The jeans are still sort of in the way but they're open enough he can at least allow his fingers to work over Dave's dick to coax him into hardness. That's probably the first step, right? Seems like a good plan.]

[ dave is always allowed to make fun of john, it's in the boyfriend contract. playful and slow works for a kiss, though, and dave lets his hands tangle up in john's hair because he likes doing that and he thinks john likes letting him.

he's quiet even though he really doesn't have to be in a house they share alone with only a cat. there's a pause before he shifts his hips up to press into john's hand a little harder, a quiet murmur against john's lips before dave bites down lightly on john's lower lip, because it's there. tugs his hair and tries to keep his breathing even through his nose. he was half hard to start, but getting touched is helping that out. ]

[He lets his lips part when Dave bites it, a soft, pleased noise following even if he presses his head up into Dave's hands. Keep tugging his hair, Dave, that's definitely a thing he's okay with. He's more focused on touching him though, hand more certain but still outside of Dave's boxers before he breaks the kiss.]

Your fucking jeans are ruining my game.

[ he does, a soft hum and a harder tug at john's hair when he breaks the kiss. dave has to take a second to breathe, licking his lips and looking at john in a way he hasn't really that often or ever before, pupils blown as he openly stares. it takes that handful of seconds to register what john actually said, and...okay.

he definitely didn't plan to take off his jeans at all so he's just considering it and weighing if that's a line he wants to go over or not. dave's eyes drag down john's chest, and the answer is: ]

I'll lose mine if you lose yours.

[That's an unexpected response and he falls silent for a moment, hand stilling as he stares at Dave and contemplates. He likes the way he's looking at him. He knows that much. He hadn't been planning on losing his jeans either, but there's another moment of silence before he nods in agreement.]

...deal. That does mean letting you go for a minute though.

[ dave nods and hopes it doesn't look as nervously eager as it feels.

like, it does, but he can pretend it doesn't even as he unhelpfully leans up to kiss john again. ]

[He settles for that kiss, keeping it short even as his hands move out of Dave's jeans to go for his own waistband.]

We could also stick to kissing if that is what you want.

Is that what you want? [ shit. hot potato question. dave reaches up to put a hand to either side of john's face. ] I still want this but we can slow it the fuck down if you need.

No way. I am not interested in slowing down again unless you need us to. We were going at a good speed, but then you started the kissing thing again and we got stuck. [He leans into Dave's hands.] I still want it, too.

I just like kissing you. [ it sounds sheepish but he draws back and presses up so john will give him enough room so dave can shimmy out of his jeans. ]

[He's sitting up and back to work off his own jeans, so Dave has plenty of room to do the same. Please ignore his black and blue checked boxers and give him a second to kick his jeans off of his leg to the bedroom floor.

It's occurred to him that he's now mostly naked and it's further than usual. It's also occurred to him that he's also hard and his boxers do jack shit to disguise that so...he'll deal with that later.]

[ dave's red boxers really aren't hiding much either so. cool. they're both hard and in their boxers. dave laughs. ] It isn't like I haven't hung out with you in your trunks so why - [ does this feel so. much. dave reaches up to grip john's hips, and drags him down. rocking his hips up probably feels a bit more - yeah. a lot. it's just the thin layer of cotton now and dave swallows hard. ] - fuck, yeah, okay.

[There's a shaky laugh and John complies, hips rolling slowly over Dave's and grinding down against him for the extra friction despite the incredibly thin barrier.]

I am pretty sure it was not nearly as tense when it was just our swim trunks. [Sexual tension is a Thing.] Still okay? [The hip movements are slow and deliberate.]

God yes, more than, don't you dare stop. Unless you need to. Please don't need to. [ his fingers dig into john's hips as he focuses on grinding back up against john's dick. his nerves are shattered in a good way and god, john's actually turned on and dave had worried about that for ages. ]

[John's definitely turned on and Dave doesn't have to worry about that part any longer. Instead, his rambling ignites a brief shiver even as he bends forward enough to continue rocking his hips down and drag his lips over Dave's jaw and neck.]

M'fine, don't worry...I'll make this last for a bit. [Which means he has zero intentions of stopping especially as his hand resumes to gripping Dave's hip and tracing over his hipbones and walking toward the center of his waist just below the elastic band of his boxers.]

Please please please. [ he's muttering even as one of his hands leaves john's waist to tangle in john's hair instead. dave shifts his legs further apart to give john room to settle more between them. ] I don't want to come yet, fuck that.

Shh...[Quiet and placating but he's still moving with purpose. His hips roll down again before he shifts to give his hand room, fingers sprawling over sharp bones prominent through pale skin before securely wrapping around the base of Dave's dick and pumping once or twice to see how he responds.] Relax. Focus on me, okay?

[ sharp breath in. dave yanks john's hair harder than he means to, then drags him down for a brief kiss to apologize. and also just to kiss john. he's so pale but there's color to his skin now as a flush starts to work it's way into his cheeks. ] Want me to...? [ his left hand trails from john's waist to his waistband. ] And if you think I have any room in my head for anything but you you're crazy.

[He meets him for the kiss, not at all worried about his hair as he continues moving his hand at a slow and steady pace.]

Not yet. Just relax for right now, okay? I want this to be a good thing. [Boundaries are still a thing and he's respectful of them even as his fist tightens and glides over the length of the shaft. ] Besides, I like seeing you like this.

Not sure how it could be a bad thing. [ he asked for this. or specifically dave had asked touch john without really talking about john touching him until john asked. dave lets his left hand slide back up john's side, though. ] ...a bit tighter?

[ quiet and a little embarrassed. ]

[There's a curious pause before he tightens his grip in return. It's easy to move his hand, not quite moving at a fast and frantic pace but a little more confident now. There's another pause in his speech before he kisses the corner of Dave's mouth.]

I am pretty sure I will not be able to multitask if you touch me at the same time. [Murmured and sheepish all at once.] So just let me take care of you first, okay?

S'long as I get to touch you. [ dave squirms a little, his breathing quiet but uneven. ] Um. [ he'd turned into the kiss a little, and his left hand slides down to john's neck, thumb rubbing a random line under his jaw. ] I know you have to have somethin' for when you do this. [ he means lotion or lube or whatever and it's awkwardly said even as he rocks up. ] When do you do this?

[ why are we asking this dave ]

[He leans into Dave's hand, still pecking his lips against any part of his skin he can reach while his hand slows just a bit.]

...there's lube in my 'dex, yes. [It's weirdly matter of fact for someone who previously wasn't even sure about this, but here we are. He gives Dave a questioning look though because yeah, why are you asking Dave???

The lube drops onto the mattress not long after though.] I do not really have a schedule for that? [He's laughing under his breath, but he's not weirded out or anything.] Sometimes in the morning while I'm showering? Sometimes after you fall asleep and after we've been fooling around a little? Whenever.

What. Like, while I'm in the bed still?? [ it's true john can move around a little more than he used to be able to without waking dave as he's acclimated to john's noises, but the idea is.

hot? attractive. confusing. something. he gets distracted from asking john to use the damn lube by this detour of conversation, which at least keeps him from focusing on john's hand that much.

which is maybe bad. but look. ]

Usually I sneak out of the bed but...I guess sometimes, yes. Just not often. [Leave him alone!! But he's flicking open the top of the lube with his free hand anyway.] I kind of figured it was not that important to mention.

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