[ he's so close. david swears harshly, that familiar heat pooling, building to a peak. he feels his arms so tense it almost hurts, shaky, messy moans picking up when he's just about there-- ]
[ and then... nothing. david lifts his head, looks around in confusion for a moment, his first instinct being to look over at the door, but he doubts evan would give a fuck if someone walked in unless they actively interfered somehow. ]
[ is evan messing with him right now? short of taking his hands off evan to finish himself off there's nothing he can do in this position and that pisses him off. makes him growl in frustration, immediately almost annoyed enough to start a fight about this. ]
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[ and then... nothing. david lifts his head, looks around in confusion for a moment, his first instinct being to look over at the door, but he doubts evan would give a fuck if someone walked in unless they actively interfered somehow. ]
[ is evan messing with him right now? short of taking his hands off evan to finish himself off there's nothing he can do in this position and that pisses him off. makes him growl in frustration, immediately almost annoyed enough to start a fight about this. ]
-- The fuck are you doing?