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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-09-29 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's only the shreds of his self-control that keep him from tearing david's perfect shirt. that, and the fact that he doesn't want to see something like that destroyed. a strange part of him that never sees the light of day until ... well, shit like this happens.

as soon as he's got the tie loose enough to get out of the way and he can feel the hard line of a collarbone under his fingers he's leaning in, teeth grazing and then biting, running on almost automatic as he doesn't draw blood but sucks a bruise into place - or at least something that might eventually be a bruise. it's well below the collar, so nobody's going to see it tonight. or the other one he leaves a few seconds later. ]
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-09-29 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the touch just urges him on. he doesn't hear any buttons hit the floor, so he doesn't panic, but he does bite down a little harder in response.

under david's fingers are scars, old and new, littered over his chest and stomach. between them, every touch makes evan tense a little more, try not to shiver, and he manages to resist it right up until david's sliding a leg between his again and grinding hard against him, which makes him pull back and draw in a few panting breaths.

this is too much. at the same time, it's not going to be enough. ]


- hold on. You can't - unless you're getting on your knees again, I can't - handle that.
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-09-29 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ despite everything, evan doesn't move. he stays where he is, feeling david against him, the hand on his chest, the lack of pressure against him not really helping anything, the silk and skin under his own hands.

what a stupid fucking idea. and he can't blame david for it, as much as he wants to. it's all his fault. all his own stupid fucking idea. david even tried to give him an out and he was too stupid to take it. ]


This ain't gonna work. We need to -

[ do this somewhere else? do it another time? is he going to lose his nerve or get stupider between this hot, terrifying moment and that potential future moment? ]

Get back down. [ he tries not to let his breathing shudder. ] Do this - later.
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-09-30 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it takes evan a second to get a grip on himself when david pulls away, because part of him - most of him, actually - doesn't want this to end. he wants to stay right up here and finish things off. but he was being honest: if this kept going, david had to finish it, and evan knows he probably wouldn't be able to return the favor right now.

his hands don't quite shake as he goes to redo his shirt, having to jam it back under the waistband of his pants because david yanked it out so effectively. the tie's a little harder to fix, but it wasn't great in the first place, so that's fine.

he watches david button up his shirt again, hiding the red marks that might be bruises later, and wonders if he'll still want to see those in a few days, or a week, or whenever the hell they can find time to get back to this. if he doesn't start to regret this so much he ignores every text and call.

because he regretted the last two times so much, right? ]


You head back first. They'll be looking for you.

[ and by the time david's re-integrated, evan will just sort of show up. nobody will suspect their disappearances were linked. nobody's going to care.

he hopes. ]
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-10-01 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ evan doesn't reply to that - not out loud, at least. there's a lot of things he could say, but he just grunts instead, fixing the cuffs on his sleeves, doing other little tedious things until david leaves, and he's left alone in the darkness, debating his next move.

it should probably be doing literally anything other than setting this up for a run-in later. but he's hard, and he's frustrated, and he wishes he had any kind of real self-control so that he could have headed this off before they even started. made his offer into an actual joke. stopped this in its tracks.

then he'd only just wonder, instead of knowing what he might be missing.

he gives it ten minutes before heading down. his father's still busy, no surprise, and nobody even looks sideways at him when he slips back in with the rest of the macmillan flunkies. just out for a break. too much smoke. someone offers him a drink, but he turns it down.

he pointedly avoids looking to see if david's in range. that'll just make life worse for both of them. ]
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-10-02 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ evan manages to ignore david, or at least ignore his presence, well enough. nobody questions him. and as the hours pass, he cools down considerably, grimly wondering if he just made a series of stupid decisions (clearly) and if there's any way to back out of them (possibly). he keeps his distance from where david is and keeps to the other macmillan men, who don't have much to say but are enough of a distraction to keep him from thinking about david getting hands on him again.

by the end of the night, as things are winding down, his father reappears much drunker than he was before. not smashed, because he's old enough to not do something that stupid, but in a definite mood. evan takes the brunt of it as usual, but as they're starting to escort him toward the exit evan glances up and sees david.

who's looking straight at him.

for a few seconds their eyes lock and of course someone makes a comment about him starting a fight now of all times? and evan's response is delayed, because in that second all the cooling-off evaporates, and it's not because of rage. he considers his options. later was supposed to be days, maybe a week. not when everyone was leaving. but suddenly he's thinking about it again, and it's like he's back up in that shitty dark storeroom.

he manages to back off, though, and they get his father outside, ignoring the raised voice, the grumbling, the grip on his shoulder that hurts, until they get him in the car. then, despite everything he knows, he tells the others to get him home and he'll follow later. ]
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-10-02 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ there's less suspicion in him leaving his father to the other these days. he's an adult. he has ... something that resembles a life. after a party like this, there's not going to be much to do except go home and get yelled at, and at this point, people have an understanding of why he might not want to deal with that.

so they leave him be. even the other people leaving, eyeing him suspiciously, eventually turn away. on his own, in a place like this, he doesn't really stand out.

david's approach makes his gut clench, but he keeps his expression cool and impassive. they've been on cordial terms all night, so why wouldn't that stay the same? but they've got no reason to talk -

he doesn't quite sneer, but it's there on the edge of things. enough to dissuade any suspicion, he really, really hopes. ]


Can't keep one full, huh?

[ he pulls his own out and offers it to david exactly the same way he did before - so their fingers don't touch. ]
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-10-03 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he doesn't put the lighter away just yet, but doesn't light up himself. not yet. nobody's really watching them, not even the two macmillan guys who stuck around to make sure this doesn't evolve into a brawl. ]

Not sticking around here.

[ dismissive, but not sharp. not the prelude to a fight. it'll put the guys at ease and make him less of something to focus on. already they're not the focus anymore. and as long as they don't make eye contact, he's sure that'll stay the case. they can't stand each other, right? ]

Figure I'll just go back to my place. Get wasted. Pretend this wasn't a waste of time.

[ evan's not good at subterfuge, and never has been, but he puts a very slight inflection on the my as a desperate attempt at a hint. to anybody listening, he's hoping it sounds like he's insulting this whole event. like even being at home is better than the expense and finery of this place, given that it was hosted by the king family, and primarily to show off david.

to david, he's hoping - partly hoping - that it suggests a different place of his. the one he doesn't use much. the only one david's seen. ]
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-10-03 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ that seems like he got it. still, evan can't be sure. and he's definitely not risking anything here and now. things aren't as bad as they were but they're still incredibly dangerous, so rather than responding he just sneers and david and turns away, pulling out his pack of cigarettes to light one up.

the other guys make some idle comments. there's a little laughter, but not much. evan rejoins them and lets the smoke drift into the air. back home? someone suggests.

evan pauses, considers. he did just say where he was going, and as far as they're concerned that's actually home. he lets his expression flatten, and say something along the lines of not 'til the old man's out for the night, and there's a brief murmur, some understanding.

just shutting down david king, they think. he really hopes they think.

instead he sends them back and says he's going to find somewhere else to spend the night. find some girl in a bar, maybe, to try and forget his problems. tells the rest of them to head home without him and make sure his old man doesn't destroy the place in a drunken rage, and after a moment, they do.

he knows at least one of them will tail him for a while, so he heads for the bars. goes inside one he knows well and gets a drink until he's sure his shadow is gone, but slips out the back anyway. and then he heads back to his place, intending to beat david there even with the distraction. ]
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-10-03 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's only once he's alone in his apartment does evan realize how stupid this all is. he's never really been impulsive. this is new territory for him, and frightening, which makes him angry. he shouldn't be afraid of this. and he's not. really. what he's afraid of is the consequences if he gets found out.

if. if. he has to hold onto that, and not let it turn into when.

the fact that it's david king who's coming is the other problem. but after what they've done, that's becoming more of a frustration than a real issue.

when the knock comes he jumps, suddenly dragged out of his misery and back into the world. he pauses before unlocking the door, trying to see if there's another sign, ready to stop him. maybe it won't be david on the other side of the door.

but it is. and he's still wearing that fucking suit. it doesn't look any worse in the miserable light of his shitty apartment. that makes the decision for him.

evan hesitates for about three seconds before motioning him inside and shutting the door behind them quietly. it's probably the last quiet thing that's going to happen, he figures. ]
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-10-04 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he was tempted to drag david in by the tie, but resisted. now, with the door shut, david goes at him, and after a second of surprise evan returns it.

his back hits the door hard, but nobody here pays attention to loud noises that aren't in their apartments. he returns the kiss as hard and harsh as david gives it and just about claws at the suit, the tie, trying to one open and the other off, all the heat from before surging back up through him. all the hunger, the long-chained desires, everything - it tears through him like he's never had a chance to let loose before.

and he hasn't, really.

he manages to avoid ripping the suit and gets the first few buttons open again. fingers find where he left marks earlier, the reddened spots on david's collarbone, and sees they've darkened just a little - darker red than when he left them, but not bruises yet. he'll fix that. just as soon as he can break away from the biting kiss. ]
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[personal profile] bloodandbrass 2024-10-05 11:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ david gets ahead of him, and evan grimaces at that, ready to snarl something, right up until there's teeth along his jaw. it thrills and terrifies him - what if he leaves a mark? - until the bite comes much lower down, where the top of his shirt is open. on the same collarbone he left a mark on david.

fine. he'd have done the same thing in that position, but that doesn't mean he's going to just take it.

evan lets out a hard breath and all but claws david's tie off, letting it drop to the floor and using this opportunity to fight a few more buttons open so he can get his own hands on david's chest. running short, blunt nails down the front, finding scars, muscles, tattoos, anything. feeling him out. they've fought before, so he can almost remember this, but it was never nice. never pleasant. never anything but feeling those scars and muscles give way under punches. ]

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