[ okay-- okay, good. he wasn't particularly looking forward to telling evan to get the fuck off him, truth be told. he takes a breath, one that immediately comes back out on a harsh curse when evan picks back up again. ]
[ some stubborn part of himself thinks he should hold out a little, refuse to be the one who finishes first, but david's not interested in drawing this out any longer just to get a little bump to his ego. he moves his free hand from the edge of the table to wrap around his cock, tilts his head back what little he can with that desperate edge back to his voice, arm flexing in evan's grip. ]
[ david swears again, it doesn't take long once he has himself in hand, stuttering out of him with the movement of evan behind him. breath shaking between low groans, encouraging for the moment. the sensitivity hasn't set in just yet. ]
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[ some stubborn part of himself thinks he should hold out a little, refuse to be the one who finishes first, but david's not interested in drawing this out any longer just to get a little bump to his ego. he moves his free hand from the edge of the table to wrap around his cock, tilts his head back what little he can with that desperate edge back to his voice, arm flexing in evan's grip. ]
[ david swears again, it doesn't take long once he has himself in hand, stuttering out of him with the movement of evan behind him. breath shaking between low groans, encouraging for the moment. the sensitivity hasn't set in just yet. ]