[ he'll recognize the care later, the fact that his mask is aside on the table, not on the floor or tossed carelessly on the edge. right now, all he's focused on is this. the sensation. the heat. the hunger. his own fixations.
the kiss is brief and rough before david's swearing cuts them off, but doesn't separate them. he buries himself in david and for once pauses, not so much to let david acclimate as to get a grip on himself, although if it works both ways that's no loss for him. he hasn't really thought so far. just acted, let instinct drive him.
he should think. but why bother? david's clearly not complaining.
evan moves both hands back to david, one on his hip, the other on the back of his head with fingers curling in his hair, as he moves past the moment of attempted clarity and fucks him. not much preamble, but not so rough it'll hurt for more than a few moments or disrupt where they are. he bites into the kiss again before pulling david's head back and going for his throat again, to the places he didn't get a chance to leave marks before. ]
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the kiss is brief and rough before david's swearing cuts them off, but doesn't separate them. he buries himself in david and for once pauses, not so much to let david acclimate as to get a grip on himself, although if it works both ways that's no loss for him. he hasn't really thought so far. just acted, let instinct drive him.
he should think. but why bother? david's clearly not complaining.
evan moves both hands back to david, one on his hip, the other on the back of his head with fingers curling in his hair, as he moves past the moment of attempted clarity and fucks him. not much preamble, but not so rough it'll hurt for more than a few moments or disrupt where they are. he bites into the kiss again before pulling david's head back and going for his throat again, to the places he didn't get a chance to leave marks before. ]