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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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[parodeity]

You being scared is helping. [ that sounds bad, but oh well. ] ...I don't know, tell me a fantasy or secret or something.

[windeity]

It's hard having secrets from you. I'm not sure I have any left. [...but.] What if my fantasies scare you off further?

[parodeity]

Then I'll tell you one of mine and you'll see why that ain't gonna happen.

[windeity]

Alright, alright...[Where to start...]

I guess some of my fantasies with you are pretty vanilla, actually. I'm not really a kinky person. [Shock and surprise.]

[parodeity]

Yeah, I'm aware I'm the weird one. [ mostly. he also fantasizes about living a normal life. ] ...Tell me one anyway.

[windeity]

Kind of putting me on the spot, but...[Hm...] Does fucking you on a piano count? Like the two things I love most combined. Or a sexy photoshoot.

[He's Aware these are really dumb but let him live.]

[parodeity]

We already did a sexy - wait, do you mean you taking pictures of me? [ because he already took pretty compromising pictures of John. ] Anyway, I'm not sure how comfortable fucking on the piano would be, but like. Sure?

[windeity]

[He just shrugs. Yes, that's what he meant, no, it probably wouldn't be comfortable, but Dave asked and that's that.]

Sure. [He's not great at having fantasies so he's just figuring it out as he goes.] I don't know. Maybe I am just a realist and I think about just going with it when it happens too much.

[parodeity]

I don't mind if you take pictures of me. [ actually it's kind of an interesting idea - ] I even promise not to critique you too much. Oh, I could show you how to develop them... [ ...and that just made it not sexy. hm. ]

...well, we're on a piano bench right now. I could blow you or something?

[ that's also not really a seductive way to put that. ]

[windeity]

...I mean. We have a darkroom now. I wouldn't mind. [It's apparently still sort of sexy to him so that's fine.]

Also do not blow me on the piano bench. It's your birthday? I think it's supposed to be the other way around.

[parodeity]

I should be allowed to blow you on my birthday if I want to, but fine. I will just save that for a rainy day. [ he's completely forgotten why they're in the music room to start with. ]

[windeity]

Surprise me with it someday? I'm not sure when the next storm will be and I don't think that's the kind of thing either of us wants to wait on. [He's. Kind of kidding. But yeah, he plays a few notes and gives Dave another look.] ...sooo....

[parodeity]

[ dave, an idiot who distracted himself too effectively by talking about fantasies and getting stuck on the concept of blowing john on a piano bench: ] Soooo? You've already banned me from macking on you, you asshole.

[windeity]

That is not what I said? You can mack on me all you want but I still think if there is any blowing here it should be me to you. [He lifts an eyebrow.] We can also shelf the duet until later.

[parodeity]

And do what instead? [ dave raises an eyebrow right back. ]

[windeity]

What did I promise you on your birthday, babe?

[parodeity]

To make love to -

[ ............ ]

I mean, to fuck me in the ass.

[ apparently he was embarrassed by the less vulgar way of putting it. ]

[windeity]

[What if he just starts laughing instead?]

You're cute. But yes, I believe I promised to fuck you in the ass for your birthday. If you still want that.

[parodeity]

Shut the fuck up? [ he shoves at John's face, cheeks burning. ] ...but also, duh. I still want that. Even though you clearly deserve to be couched.

[ for embarrassing him. ]

[windeity]

[He's still laughing???] I mean, I can absolutely also fuck you on the couch but that seems like a bad and unsanitary idea.

[parodeity]

Okay, you should be nicer or I will kick you out of bed after you fuck me?? [ he would never. ] ...also the couch is clean? The entire house is clean, you weird neat freak.

[windeity]

You like that I'm a neat freak. [There's a grin and he floats up then, moving to grab Dave's hand.] Also you would never kick me out of bed, so nice try.

[parodeity]

Only because you're a great space heater and I don't have to clean. [ lies. he uses john's hand to haul himself up to...

hang off of john. yeah. ]

I'm sentencing you to carrying me to bed as punishment. [ he just wants to be held, hm. ]

[windeity]

Yeah, sure. Those are definitely the only reasons. [He looks at Dave though and turns to kiss his face instead.] You have to let me move a little so I can do that, you know. [Or, I guess, he'll give a lookover before he shifts to scoop Dave up under his legs and cradle him in his arms.]

I guess I should take my punishment though.

[parodeity]

Do you feel extra parental knowing we got rid of the kids pretty much solely so I could ride your dick or is it just me?

[ is he still compensating for almost calling it making love?

maybe. ]