[ david moans softly, encouraging the hand in his hair, anything evan wants to do now that isn't fighting him. it's another noise for david to swallow, catalogue and file away and pretend it's not going to flit through his mind some night when he's on his own. ]
[ the fingers of the hand he has on evan's chest curl against him, nails scratching at his skin, rocking against his hip and into his hand as he keeps up what he's doing, seeing how close he can get to fully overwhelming evan. ]
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[ the fingers of the hand he has on evan's chest curl against him, nails scratching at his skin, rocking against his hip and into his hand as he keeps up what he's doing, seeing how close he can get to fully overwhelming evan. ]