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[brojob]

[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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[ticktocks]

[ 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. ]

[brojob]

Hey, don't think I don't see you dry-humping the bed over there. [Dirk just raises a brow down at him, starting to get a little breathless.] Are you really getting that horny just from sucking my cock a little?

[ticktocks]

[ like it isn't obvious, his eyes say, but he manages a very honest-sounding noise of affirmation anyway, which is actually just half of a faint, breathy groan. between the awkward jerky friction and the hands in his hair and the heat and the taste and god just everything he literally can't stand it, it's just. too sexy to be allowed. ]

[brojob]

[He just laughs, trying and largely succeeding in avoiding sounding too winded.]

I should have f-figured you would. No offense, but you're kind of- [He pauses, biting back a gasp.] a slut.

[rehashes]

[ he makes a face, but he kind of likes the sound of it anyway, who'd have thought a virgin could be a slut anyway, and as if it proves the point he slides just a little lower until he literally can't breathe and purses his lips around the length, sucking hard as he slowly comes back up.

fuck, that hurts his jaw but he does it again anyway, just because it feels good. ]

[brojob]

Ah- [Oh sweet Jesus, yes. Yes. Where the fuck did Dave even learn this stuff? Because there's no way in hell he could have known all this just from watching porn.]

Case in point.

[ticktocks]

[ he's starting to get dizzy from all the air he's not getting but he can't stop, won't stop, it's too good and he's determined to keep milking these reactions from Dirk for all they're worth. even when he almost chokes from sinking down so low, tears springing into his eyes—he just slowly comes back up, gasps for breath through his nose and then eases back down, rhythmic and methodical.

at this point he's not even thinking about anything other than making sure Dirk's earth goat is good and got. ]

[brojob]

[Yeah, well consider it got, even if he's trying his best to hide it. You can bet he's gonna do his damnedest to get Dave back as best he can, too. He's going to show this guy up or die trying.

As for now, though, he's just struggling to breathe as deep and even as he can, determined not to let this end so damn soon.]