[ david stares at the door a little longer, his brain cycling through who would be worse to come through, if he'd be mortified to be spotted by a killer or a survivor. probably a survivor. the thought sticks once it goes through his mind; if they'd still trust him if they saw this, saw the way he moans and shudders and bares his throat for evan so easily. ]
[ his full attention snaps back to evan when he pushes his leg up that little bit more, back arching and head falling back as he curses again and claws at evan like he wants to feel blood under his nails. fingers digging in like he could get enough purchase to rip away chunks of flesh. uses his grip on evan's hip to urge him deeper. ]
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[ his full attention snaps back to evan when he pushes his leg up that little bit more, back arching and head falling back as he curses again and claws at evan like he wants to feel blood under his nails. fingers digging in like he could get enough purchase to rip away chunks of flesh. uses his grip on evan's hip to urge him deeper. ]