[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.