[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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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.