[ david jerks at the suddenness of having his pants ripped down, that brief bit of smugness he felt at making evan pause like that gone in favour of utter confusion at the sudden cool sensation under his ass. his hands slip from where they were — one to the side of evan's neck, the other to his hip — as he leans back just enough to look down like he doesn't already know what's going on and needs a visual confirmation. ]
[ it doesn't leave him feeling super enthused about how he thinks evan plans to proceed from here, and he huffs, immediately drops his hands next to evans' on his waistband with a frown. ]
Let me get 'em all the way off then, shit.
[ yes, he also kicks evan for emphasis. lightly, more like a tap against the back of his thigh with the heel of his shoe, but still. ]
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[ it doesn't leave him feeling super enthused about how he thinks evan plans to proceed from here, and he huffs, immediately drops his hands next to evans' on his waistband with a frown. ]
Let me get 'em all the way off then, shit.
[ yes, he also kicks evan for emphasis. lightly, more like a tap against the back of his thigh with the heel of his shoe, but still. ]