[ it's a pretty swift change, like he's forgotten what he was saying and how he was acting just moments ago. part of him wants to keep arguing, if only to stop evan acting like he knows him so fucking well, but everything that evan's doing just about short-circuits david's brain for a moment. ]
[ he's dimly aware of the way his fingers scrape at the surface of the table, looking for something to grip, to find a little purchase, but he's far more aware of the dig of the edge of the table against his hips. the pain across his scalp and the teeth behind his ear that makes him moan louder, makes him curse and shudder. unsurprisingly it does a lot for him-- to him, every little ache and pain across his body something bright that only intensifies the whole thing for him. ]
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[ he's dimly aware of the way his fingers scrape at the surface of the table, looking for something to grip, to find a little purchase, but he's far more aware of the dig of the edge of the table against his hips. the pain across his scalp and the teeth behind his ear that makes him moan louder, makes him curse and shudder. unsurprisingly it does a lot for him-- to him, every little ache and pain across his body something bright that only intensifies the whole thing for him. ]