[It just makes him laugh again, sorry.] A little, but the nice thing is that the babysitter was very excited to hang out with the kids. [Out of the music room they go and head for the stairs.] It is a weirdly mature move.
I am absolutely into that idea. A lot. Both ways, even though I think you just mean riding my dick. [He's not blushing, but there's a grin that's a little awkward because he's way into the idea.]
...I will take your awkward smile as payment. [ he supposes. ] And that is what I mean today, yes. Assuming we don't die of critical embarrassment tonight I fully intend to fuck you at some point though?
We are absolutely going to be embarrassing and want to die times ten, but own up to that anyway. I say that now, but I will also probably die of crippling embarrassment then, too. I think that is just how sex is.
...I'm willing to accept this as long as you actually get me off, which so far you've been good about. [ everything being a disaster is fine if he can get off at the end and then pretend it was a pure success. ]
Have I ever failed at that? That is maybe the only thing I am really good at when it comes to this stuff. [Up the stairs, up the staiiirs.] Granted, it helps that you think I'm really hot, I think.
Oh. That is another thing that kind of counts as a fantasy. Lick shit off my abs. [He's very pleased though.] I am surprised my arms do not play a part in it, but I'm kind of pretty hopeless for you, too, dumbass.
You do realize all your fantasies are vanilla porno scenarios, right. Do you also want me to deliver you a pizza, only the pizza is my dick in a box? [ ... ] I am willing to lick chocolate or apple flavored stuff off of your abs, or I guess those uh, when you suck a lime and some salt or a shot off someone? You know.
That is called a body shot, and it involves tequila which I am not sure you're into? Also I am aware. I kind of don't mind some vanilla with you unless that really bothers you. Does it?
We can replace the tequila with something fruity. And the salt with sugar. And the lime with an apple. Also to clarify you mean like vanilla sex and not like vanilla poured on someone right because that's a confusing statement given we're talking about things to lick off of you?
That is a whole new thing. And I meant vanilla sex but I would not mind licking off vanilla in general? [Lord.] And to clarify, that does not mean I will not do kinky non-vanilla shit with you. It just means I cannot think of anything right this moment because things are still new-ish for us. Okay?
My thing sounds better than tequila shots, admit it. [ ... ] You know I don't really expect you to do anything like - I've never had flat out sex, dude. Tab A going into Slot B is plenty exciting for me. I, uh, know the whole tentacle shadow thing and sucking your blood happened but in my defense we weren't human and you had shadow tentacle appendages and I'm not sure how the answe would have been don't demand you use those on me.
You underestimate how much I like tequila. [But he stops outside of their bedroom, giving Dave a level stare.] I was really into the tentacle thing, so that would not have been a no regardless. But...I know. I just like the idea of sex with you. Doesn't really matter to me how it is done.
You can do tequila shots off me I will do fruity bullshit off you. [ you know, the next time they feel like getting wasted. ] ...I like the idea, too. It's why I... [ goddamnit. he covers john's glasses, getting finger smudges all over the lenses. ] I want to make love with you. I am also not saying that again.
[There's a light huff of amusement even when Dave's hands are on his face. He does nothing to push them away.] Very romantic, Strider. Is it really that embarrassing?
Yes but I know your comic is kind of overcompensation, sweetheart. [Like. Lmao.] Also I am pretty sure all of us have put it that way when we were younger because teenage boys are stupid as fuck. I should know, I have extensive experience.
[There's a half-lopsided grin.] ...I think it's sweet to phrase it the other way. Just saying.
Okay, Egbert, hot tip: maybe don't accuse the dude you want to launch your spam rocket in of overcompensating? [ like it's true but fuck john. he's lucky dave doesn't feel like walking to their room.
he like blatantly ignores john calling him sweet, in a totally subtle blatant way ]
Protip: don't call my dick a spam rocket if you expect it to go inside your ass. [He can play that game, too. Glad they're literally outside of their room at this point having this conversation.]
I can call it whatever I want and you'd still want to stick it inside of my ass, don't even front. [ is john waiting for dave to open their door or something. ] Like you aren't used to ignoring my euphemisms for dicks.
[No they're just arguing here.] I have spent the better part of a year ignoring your euphemisms, it's true. But it's harder to ignore when I am actually thinking about your dick in relation to mine. Like right now.
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[ is he still compensating for almost calling it making love?
maybe. ]
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[ with the dick riding. ]
Goddamnit John, have the decency to blush a little.
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I do not know if I can blush on command though.
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[ hm. ]
80% abs, 20% true love.
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[There's a half-lopsided grin.] ...I think it's sweet to phrase it the other way. Just saying.
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he like blatantly ignores john calling him sweet, in a totally subtle blatant way ]
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