[ the bites against his neck spark something furious in the back of his mind, but he chokes it back and lets david do it. it's not the first time and the sensation is more than just a graze. it also occupies david. so does going to undo his own pants rather than letting evan at them and run the risk of tearing them.
they'd be harder to get in that state than a shirt, but he'd try, if only out of instinct and urge.
as david works at his pants evan gets his hands on david's chest. pushes the torn shirt down over his shoulders, feels him out, the same way he's done before but with a harder touch this time, like he might want to leave a bruise everywhere. when the belt's undone and the pants open he's immediately got his hands moving down david's back, under them, under the underwear, returning the squeeze from a moment ago and shifting his leg up just a little to make the grind harder. ]
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they'd be harder to get in that state than a shirt, but he'd try, if only out of instinct and urge.
as david works at his pants evan gets his hands on david's chest. pushes the torn shirt down over his shoulders, feels him out, the same way he's done before but with a harder touch this time, like he might want to leave a bruise everywhere. when the belt's undone and the pants open he's immediately got his hands moving down david's back, under them, under the underwear, returning the squeeze from a moment ago and shifting his leg up just a little to make the grind harder. ]