[ the confusion is plain on david's face, for a moment he wonders if he got the measure of the situation wrong, but he thinks about evan twisting his arm and decides, nah. bastard should've known better if he didn't want any hostility. ]

You wanna fuck, I'm almost always up for it, ain't makin' any secret of that.

[ god knows he'll take the distraction over just about anything else, even without the fact that evan has proved unfortunately very good to hook up with. compatible in a way that should be fucking obvious in hindsight. ]

[ david's still figuring this out. truthfully he doesn't have the greatest idea of what he himself wants, what he likes, but he's not so desperately ashamed of himself-- of this that he needs to dress it up as something it's not to feel okay with it. not that he objects to wrapping it up in a little violence, but he doesn't need evan acting like he's doing him a favour if that's how it's going to be either. ]

But if you wanna act like the size of you's something special? [ he raises his eyebrows, tilts his head forward when he speaks. ] Should know better than to think that's gonna get anythin' else outta me, Chuck.