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[Holy hell, sleeping in the same bed as another person is fucking stifling.

That's pretty much the first thought in Dirk's mind upon waking up, shortly following the split second of confusion as to why he feels like he's been swaddled in blankets and stuffed into a furnace. And the even longer moment of not being sure if he likes it or not. And the even longer moment after that that still hasn't ended where he's not really sure how they ended up like this. Because that blond head of hair definitely does not belong to Roxy, or even Rose. In fact, nobody is this bony, except for-

Ah. Well that little peek under the covers explains it. Sadly, it doesn't also explain exactly why his pants are missing. That part is still pretty much eluding him.]

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[ he'd start up a rhythm but he can't quite seem to get the angle exactly right every single time, his movements sporadic and jerky, a low breath each time he manages to get it right where it feels the best and before long he has to bite down on Dirk's neck to quiet himself down because it is hard (heh) not to moan unabashedly right in his face. ]

Fuck.

[He can't quite bite back the hiss at that, gripping Dave tight.]

Shit, if you have to bite me, at least bite somewhere fresh. I'm still tender.

[ like you don't love it, he thinks with a faint smirk, panting (however unintentionally) against Dirk's ear and digging his nails in, anchoring himself and sitting up on his lap. what's left of the blankets are shrugged off and he's completely on display, back arched and hips rutting desperately against Dirk's without a shred of shame in sight. ]

Can't help it, that's just, nnh, where I like it best.

[Holy fuck, way to be a waking wet dream, Dave.

Virginal slut indeed.]

Sorry if I'm not as down for permanent tendon damage. I'm serious, bite... [He groans faintly, giving a hard jab with his hips.] I don't know, somewhere else.

[So he might like it a little bit, even though the aching pang of pressure on such tender skin isn't nearly as pleasant. Teeth on fresh skin, however, is welcome. Enough so that he's actually kind of trying to awkwardly nudge Dave in the right direction, further from his neck, on his shoulder.]

[ his breath hitches at that jab, slumping back down and stalling in what could uselessly be called a "beat," taking a moment to just breathe and rein himself in a little. it's not as though he's about to shoot off right this second, but there is such a thing, he thinks, as being overloaded with pleasure all at once and he's not too sure but he thinks he might be reaching that point. either way slowing it down can't hurt, especially if it means he gets to focus on other things, like sinking his teeth into the crest of Dirk's shoulder and dragging his hands down his chest just for the sake of touching him. ]

Better?

Nngh. [Yep, no biting back the shudder there. Dirk can't help but kick himself just a little internally for it, fingers drifting downwards to Dave's hipbones and squeezing hard.]

Yeah.

[It's a bit of a mutter, Dirk deciding to take that lull in their frantic grinding as an opportunity to oh-so-lovingly claw his brother's sides and lower back in retaliation.]

Good.

[ the sound he makes is almost like a whine, contorting a little, although it's less to escape it and more just because it hurts too good to sit still through. he's not as susceptible to it as he thinks Dirk might be, but that doesn't mean he can't enjoy both that and the taste of hot, salty skin against his tongue as he slides a little lower, scraping his teeth against Dirk's collarbone. ]

[Nah, if Dave were that sensitive, he'd kind of just have to laugh. The result is pretty satisfying, though, digging his nails in a little harder.]

Fuck... if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were some kind of sadist.

Me? Couldn't be.

[ yeah the fake coy act isn't fooling anyone Dave. he doesn't even have any business behaving like that when he's as awkward and inexperienced as he is, but it's kind of fun to pretend, anyway. the nails in his skin make him writhe and he bites that much harder for it, dipping lower and grazing his teeth over one of Dirk's nipples just to see what he does. ]

[Well he definitely shudders just a little, the sensation foreign, though surprisingly pleasant.]

Yeah, I think you are. [Dirk's breath hitches just a bit, a smirk slipping across his lips.] A sadist with an oral fixation.

Guess you caught me.

[ despite being busted, though, he just keeps at it. kissing along his skin, maybe even sucking at it, though he figures it's a lot harder to leave hickies on his chest than it was on his neck, and that's not really the point, anyway. actually he's not sure there is a point.

at any rate, he's just working his way down Dirk's body, mostly with his mouth, though his hands do trail down along with him, lightly clawing. ]

[Even if Dirk were pretending he didn't like this, Dave shouldn't buy it for a second, because damn, he can't help but twist this way and that, leaning backwards and arching pleasantly to encourage more of those touches. He never realized he could feel just so sensitive, or so warm, because his skin feels like its on fire wherever the other boy's hands or mouth drift to.

And boy, with that downward path, he can't help but get rock hard with anticipation, if this is going where he thinks it is.]

[ oh, it is. Dave may not be specifically planning on it, but it is. he nips and sucks and bites his whole way down and eventually he's at the edge of the bed with his hands on Dirk's hips, pressing his thumbs into them and leaning forward to lick a trail up from the waistband of his underwear up to his navel. ]

Looks like I hit a dead end.

[ as if a pair of boxer brief is really stopping him. he never knew he could even be such a tease. ]

Are you sure? Because I'm sure there's a way around it.

[Yep, he sure is flushed and breathless now, propped up on his elbows, shirt still riding up, effectively hiding nothing.]

I dunno, maybe.

[ his eyes flick up, watching Dirk's reaction as he moves even lower and trails his lips over the really obvious outline of his erection through his underwear. he's a bit shy about it and he hopes it doesn't show, but it's not like he just does this kind of thing every day. especially not, you know, putting his mouth on his older-younger brother's dick and giving him a sultry look straight out of penthouse magazine or something. definitely not an everyday activity for him. ]

Think I'm headed in the right direction, though.

Yeah. Yeah, you are.

[The twitch of said erection against those soft, surprisingly-full lips probably says all it needs to about how eager he is.]

Dang. You're really into that, huh?

[ he may be playing it up, but that is some honest, legit surprise right there. he glances down to watch what he's doing, the way his tongue trails along the fabric-covered outline all the way from the bottom to the top. the texture isn't all that pleasant to be licking but it's worth it to see Dirk squirm like that. ]

[It's hard to hold back noise at that, but he manages. Mostly.]

You're touching my dick, of course I am.

[ what if he just... gently mouths at it... it's kind of a pain in the ass to do through his underwear but he manages. and if Dirk is wondering why he's still beating around the bush, it's because he hasn't quite gotten up the gumption to take the damn things off already. this is as bold as he can get without out-and-out blushing and turning away. ]

Yeah, but still. Dang.

Hey, you have someone- nngh. [He clenches his jaw, trying not to squirm.] try and suck you off through your underwear and try not to go apeshit. [Dirk lets out a breathy little laugh.] Asshole.

I'm pretty sure I could handle it, dude.

[ he says, with his lips pressed right against the tip of Dirk's dick like he's talking into a microphone. asshole. ]

You talk pretty big for a virgin, bro. How can you be sure?

[Boy, is he tempted to reach down and just slam Dave's face into his crotch.]

What, you don't believe me? Wanna test it out?

[ even if he is having such a nice time rubbing his face all over Dirk's clothed dick, insofar as anyone can have a nice time while doing that. ]

Sure, if you really want to avoid blowing me that much.

I'm not avoiding it.

[ damn it, he was hoping he wouldn't get called on it. although it really isn't that he doesn't want to just—wow, gulp ]

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