[ the response is almost a disappointment. what was he expecting? anger? a punch? it doesn't matter now. they can argue about it later. right now he's trying to keep his focus as david tugs him in a little closer and manages to get his hand around evan. and himself.
it's a new sensation, one evan's not sure he wants to think about for more than a few seconds. but it's not bad, either. a little uncertainly, he shifts his hand to try and do the same, even if the grip is awkward. it's - different. not what he was expecting. not that he knew what the hell he was expecting other than david back on his knees, which some part of him thinks is going to be a one-time thing.
he shuts his eyes and focuses his attention back on david's shoulder, which is about as easy to hide as the collarbone. part of him wants to lay a mark on his neck, but that's too dangerous, and he knows it. his other hand is flat on david's chest, half supporting, half feeling. just getting everything he can out of this. ]
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it's a new sensation, one evan's not sure he wants to think about for more than a few seconds. but it's not bad, either. a little uncertainly, he shifts his hand to try and do the same, even if the grip is awkward. it's - different. not what he was expecting. not that he knew what the hell he was expecting other than david back on his knees, which some part of him thinks is going to be a one-time thing.
he shuts his eyes and focuses his attention back on david's shoulder, which is about as easy to hide as the collarbone. part of him wants to lay a mark on his neck, but that's too dangerous, and he knows it. his other hand is flat on david's chest, half supporting, half feeling. just getting everything he can out of this. ]