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.
[It's John's turn to push a hand on Dave's face briefly even when he hauls himself up onto the bed with him, knees on either side of Dave's hips to straddle him a bit. This is 100% the wrong position, yet here they are.]
[ rude. sulkily: ] Please, John, I want your cock. [ it's said in the flattest tone possible. why is john sucking the fun out of talking about dicks. ]
...now you sound like some sort of sexy teacher and I should not be as into that as I am. [ he's still sulking a little. ] Since you refuse to let me call your dick whatever I want on my birthday, like an asshole, you should absolutely make it up to me?
[He grins anyway.] I mean, I would not at all be opposed to a teacher-student scenario if that's what you're into Mr. Strider.
[Shut up, John. But Dave's sulking and John reaches forward to pet at his face briefly.] I am definitely going to make it up to you though. Promise. But it's going to be a surprise how.
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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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or like a little shit at least as he flops onto his back and grins. ]
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The sun's already down, so try again.
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[Shut up, John. But Dave's sulking and John reaches forward to pet at his face briefly.] I am definitely going to make it up to you though. Promise. But it's going to be a surprise how.
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[ that sounds ominous. ]
...I'm into a lot of things with you, side note.