[ honestly? kind of a relief. part of him was worried he was going to fight about being picked up, which would've been a bit of a mood killer. or maybe it wouldn't have. ... it probably wouldn't have been, but that's another thought for david to discard as soon as it forms. ]
[ head tilted at the graze of evan's teeth, david freezes at the request, another of those moments where this whole thing becomes uncomfortably real, but what's he gonna do? leave? fearless fucking david king, afraid of a dick up his ass? he swallows, and maybe that internal dilemma is why evan doesn't get any attitude from him about it. or maybe not. (it is.) ]
[ he turns around and braces his hands against the wall, almost afraid to put his weight against the wood as if he hasn't more or less had his body hurled into these walls more times than he can count, and glances back at evan over his shoulder. ]
no subject
[ head tilted at the graze of evan's teeth, david freezes at the request, another of those moments where this whole thing becomes uncomfortably real, but what's he gonna do? leave? fearless fucking david king, afraid of a dick up his ass? he swallows, and maybe that internal dilemma is why evan doesn't get any attitude from him about it. or maybe not. (it is.) ]
[ he turns around and braces his hands against the wall, almost afraid to put his weight against the wood as if he hasn't more or less had his body hurled into these walls more times than he can count, and glances back at evan over his shoulder. ]
C'mon then.
[ never mind he's found his attitude again. ]