[ there's no pause when david comes - evan doesn't stop, fucks him through it until he gets off, too. focus and control only keep him from getting too rough about it. he's not all that interested in blueballing himself, even for a little while.
that doesn't mean he isn't paying attention to david, though. he hears the noises, feels the way he goes tense and then drops, the way he shudders and trembles in the aftermath as the high crashes into release and exhaustion. as ever, it's more than a little satisfying to know he can get this out of someone who regularly makes his life a living hell.
when he does come evan doesn't make much of a noise but david'll feel the faint shiver that runs through him, the way his grip tightens although it's already tight enough to bruise. he stays still until he can see again, and only then does he start to let go, although he doesn't make any distance or really back off more than just pulling his head back a little. the marks on david's neck are just dark enough to see in the dim light, even if they aren't bruises yet. he can feel the places where nails scraped at his skin even if they couldn't break it.
the hand on david's hip moves up to his neck to run a thumb over the marks there. he doesn't think much about it. just does it. ]
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that doesn't mean he isn't paying attention to david, though. he hears the noises, feels the way he goes tense and then drops, the way he shudders and trembles in the aftermath as the high crashes into release and exhaustion. as ever, it's more than a little satisfying to know he can get this out of someone who regularly makes his life a living hell.
when he does come evan doesn't make much of a noise but david'll feel the faint shiver that runs through him, the way his grip tightens although it's already tight enough to bruise. he stays still until he can see again, and only then does he start to let go, although he doesn't make any distance or really back off more than just pulling his head back a little. the marks on david's neck are just dark enough to see in the dim light, even if they aren't bruises yet. he can feel the places where nails scraped at his skin even if they couldn't break it.
the hand on david's hip moves up to his neck to run a thumb over the marks there. he doesn't think much about it. just does it. ]