[ he's got one hand on david's back, close to his neck but not on it yet, pushing him down and holding him as best he can. the fighting is about what he expected and he weathers the elbows, snarling as they hit burned-in metal, old wounds, new wounds, shrapnel. it's hard to keep him down, even crushing his hips against the table like he is.
evan knows there's only so much he can do to keep a fighting body down, even with his strength. he leans forward a little more, dodging what's almost another crack to the skull, and gets his hand on david's neck fully. pushes down hard to try and make it impossible to buck, or at least too painful to manage, grinding his face down into the aging wood underneath. his other hand smacks away an elbow - a punch directly to the back of it, unintentional but hopefully painful - and then grabs the back of david's pants, jerks, yanks to get them off. no working at the belt or zipper unless it's absolutely necessary.
abrupt, sure. but that's always what he's gone for. no reason to wait. besides, he just took a hit to the skull from someone who's busted up his traps, who trespassed without an invitation, who lives to make his life a misery, or at least be a constant pain in his ass. who called him a soft touch. as if he doesn't already know how bad things can be here.
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evan knows there's only so much he can do to keep a fighting body down, even with his strength. he leans forward a little more, dodging what's almost another crack to the skull, and gets his hand on david's neck fully. pushes down hard to try and make it impossible to buck, or at least too painful to manage, grinding his face down into the aging wood underneath. his other hand smacks away an elbow - a punch directly to the back of it, unintentional but hopefully painful - and then grabs the back of david's pants, jerks, yanks to get them off. no working at the belt or zipper unless it's absolutely necessary.
abrupt, sure. but that's always what he's gone for. no reason to wait. besides, he just took a hit to the skull from someone who's busted up his traps, who trespassed without an invitation, who lives to make his life a misery, or at least be a constant pain in his ass. who called him a soft touch. as if he doesn't already know how bad things can be here.
evan's not about to wait for that. ]