[ david kicks his jeans and boots off on the way to the bed, stills briefly when he's on it and evan's getting on after him because he still hates that feeling of being dwarfed and boxed in like this. lifts his hand to evan's wrist to try and pull it away, there's only so many sources of evan trying to assert control that he can handle at once. ]
[ still, he tilts his head at the graze of evan's teeth against his jaw to try and make a little more space for him. it's not easy with the hand on his throat, but he does what he can. his free hand he puts back on evan's hip, decides it's his turn as he pushes it around to grab his ass and give it a good squeeze. ]
[ at the same time he tries to move his legs to make a little more space for evan, stretches out a little on the spot to encourage his roaming hand the same way he cranes his neck to encourage his teeth. ]
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[ still, he tilts his head at the graze of evan's teeth against his jaw to try and make a little more space for him. it's not easy with the hand on his throat, but he does what he can. his free hand he puts back on evan's hip, decides it's his turn as he pushes it around to grab his ass and give it a good squeeze. ]
[ at the same time he tries to move his legs to make a little more space for evan, stretches out a little on the spot to encourage his roaming hand the same way he cranes his neck to encourage his teeth. ]