[ evan almost smiles at that, bitterly, but david moves quickly enough to distract him, and critically, he doesn't push. doesn't try to get the shirt off anyway, just leaves it open. and that's fine. evan lets that little crippling point of anxiety slide into the back of his mind.
it's easier than normal when david gets a leg between his again. and this time, he doesn't have to be worried about someone hearing them, or walking in, or coming to find him. he can lean into it, both hands back on david's chest, because as long as this fighting kiss is going on he can't break to leave the marks he wants to. red lines where his fingernails fail to really make an impression are going to have to do. for now.
he does manage to push at david's shirt, though, because david doesn't have the resistance he does. he's out of his shirt half the time in this apartment. just more to work with. more to get his hands on as his own legs squeeze david's tight between his so he can't just move away. ]
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it's easier than normal when david gets a leg between his again. and this time, he doesn't have to be worried about someone hearing them, or walking in, or coming to find him. he can lean into it, both hands back on david's chest, because as long as this fighting kiss is going on he can't break to leave the marks he wants to. red lines where his fingernails fail to really make an impression are going to have to do. for now.
he does manage to push at david's shirt, though, because david doesn't have the resistance he does. he's out of his shirt half the time in this apartment. just more to work with. more to get his hands on as his own legs squeeze david's tight between his so he can't just move away. ]