[ given that they were so into it, he figures they must've been on the ball. or at least he was, since Dirk is the one that came out of it covered in scratches bordering on bloody and raised bruises all over anywhere that's visible. whatever person did that, he wants to be that, because it's probably a lot cooler than the guy he is right now, all stiff as a board with his hands clenched in the sheets, working his mouth against Dirk's with little to no finesse but trying to play it off like He Got This.
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at least it feels good. ]