[ evan doesn't like being pinned on his back and never has, especially when it's david above him, but the context keeps him from getting really violent. this isn't an out-and-out fight. he's not about to get his face broken in if he doesn't get back on top. he's not about to get called out, yelled at, called a failure, pathetic - at least, not by anybody except himself.
it's hard to hold himself in check. hard, after all these years, to put up with this. especially when that arm goes across his throat, threatening to crush his windpipe at the same time as david's leg crushes his dick.
evan bares his teeth again, if he ever stopped in the first place. ]
Only on the streets.
[ one hand snaps to david's wrist, pushing back against the pressure on his neck. the other gets into his hair, digging tightly and painfully, threatening to yank and drag - but not doing it just yet. it's a warning. ]
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it's hard to hold himself in check. hard, after all these years, to put up with this. especially when that arm goes across his throat, threatening to crush his windpipe at the same time as david's leg crushes his dick.
evan bares his teeth again, if he ever stopped in the first place. ]
Only on the streets.
[ one hand snaps to david's wrist, pushing back against the pressure on his neck. the other gets into his hair, digging tightly and painfully, threatening to yank and drag - but not doing it just yet. it's a warning. ]