[ that just makes Dave's eyes open again, giving him a very pointed look. as pointed as he can make it when he's undoubtedly all clouded over with lust, anyway, which unbeknown to him probably makes his expression even that much more poignant. he just picks up the pace, never quite managing to catch his breath but liking how lightheaded it makes him feel, how his jaw kind of aches and his shoulders are tense and his throat is beginning to hurt from how many times Dirk's dick hits it but it just feels so damn good and he can't stop making quiet noises through his nose over it, grinding down against the mattress with uncanny desperation. ]
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