[Closed] Day(care) Dreamers

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Your name is Dave Strider. Usually you'd start this by saying how cool you are, but that's not actually true. You aren't actually all that cool nor do you actually care. You're old enough to have graduated college but you never went. You just can't really do this people thing, which is why it's so surprising as to how you got your job. You're a daycare worker at some place in the richer area of the city. Kids love you. You have no idea why. It's really weird, but you're not going to try and make a big deal out of it. You get paid well after all. Even though it's your main income, you actually do fairly well with your website. You DJ and you release original music on it and it makes pretty good money. Enough that if you ever lost your job, it would still support you.

You kind of grew up as this really tall, skinny shit. It's your damn metabolism and the only reason you aren't as skinny as you are is because your Bro made sure of it and you actually work out when you have time. That doesn't help with you being paler than any Twilight vampire and being assaulted by freckles. Also your hair kind of freaks people out or everyone thinks you dye it or something. Whatever.

It so happens that you're waiting for the last kid to get picked up. You're still trying to figure out how on Earth Rose somehow became a mom, but whatever. Apparently someone else is picking the kid up today and he's waiting for that person to do so. Seriously, it would be nice if they weren't so late.

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[John was going to be painfully blunt. He didn't lie unless it was going to be personally beneficial- and in this situation the truth could mean everything.

John places his hands on Dave's chest, letting them run down and over his sides to rest at where his pajama pants began. He doesn't dare dip below just yet. He's still gauging Dave's reaction.]

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[He shivers against John's touch. His hands were cold against his warm skin. He glances down and looks back at John's face. He leans in to press kisses against John's throat, burying his face against the crook of it.]

You can go farther.

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[John tips his head back a little to accommodate Dave's. His hands are wander beneath the waistband, taking a good grab at Dave's ass. While keeping a hand planted on Dave's rear, he experimentally rolls his hips upward.

Jesus. Fucking. Christ. He was a lot more turned on than he originally thought.]

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[He arches his back, his chest pressing against John's own. He let's out a shuddering breath follows by a pleased little whimper. John can probably tell how hard he is right now.]

Mmm...that feels nice.

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[John doesn't stop rolling his hips then. It starts becoming a nice rhythm and John is gasping at every other rock of his hips. this shit was going to get old fast.

But what of Dave, what would his reaction be and how long until he starts to try and freakout. John would just have to be reassuring in this whole thing.]

Ahh, you feel the best. The literal fucking best.

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We haven't even completely stripped, you goober.

[He keeps his face buried in the crook of John's neck. He doesn't want to outright ask, but he feels like they should move to the bedroom. Or deal with the lights or something. But that would mean stopping and he didn't want to stop either.

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Don't care. You're gorgeous.

[To a degree, he had always thought Dave was radiant. Maybe not gorgeous, until he really got a good look. But radiant was a good word. If Dave wants to move then he's going to have to speak up.

Even if John isn't sure doing this in the living room, on a couch is the best place.]

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[He hates being an inconvenience. Augh.]

It's too bright. [He can't take his shades off. Life is hard. He hates making this so awkward, holy shit.]

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[John stops though, and he knows to be understanding about the light sensitivity thing. So he kind of shuffles and when he goes to stand? He has Dave where he can carry him if he'll just hold on.]

We'll go to your room then.

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[He kind of just clings to the other, grumbling about how he didn't have to be carried.]

You're dumb.

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[John states what pishposh that is and is carrying him back to the room anyways. When they enter the room, John maneuvers the floor to Dave's bed and then gently lays him back on.

John is now looming over him.]

I know.

[He leans forward and kisses Dave briefly before he reaches up and takes off his glasses. It's dark in here so it should be alright.]

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[Dave let's him remove his shades this time, kissing back a little nervously.

It's been a bit since he's been in such an intimate situation like this. Especially considering that he's liked John for so long...]

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[John is gently caressing Dave's cheek now, his other hand supporting his own bodyweight while they kissed.

This is making up for all the years he fucked up and watched Dave from afar. Made fun of him with the jocks in High School. Didn't give him a second look. Dave was giving him the biggest second chance he could have ever imagined.

But he could think about that later, intimate things were happening.]

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[Dave wraps his legs around John's waist, tugging him closer to him. John can probably feel Dave's erection pressed against him. He rolls his hips again.

As much as he loves all their intimacy, he wouldn't mind getting a little farther. Or at least he'd like it if they lost the pants already.]

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[Never fear Dave. John's hand was heading south anyways. Runing over Dave's skin until he reached where their pants were still hindering the way. John wouldn't fully take off their pants until he was quite ready to do so. But he does flick the button and unzip Dave's fly so he can slip his hand over a clothed erection.

John had never touched anyone but himself like this. So he guesses there was an advantage with Dave being a dude too. He just kind of does what he would do to himself, which is stroke over the boxer shorts a few times.]

Can I?

[It was probably dumb to keep stopping for permission, and sexually frustrating for both of them. But John really really really REALLY didn't want to fuck this up.]

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[Dave let's his eyes slide shut, letting out a few pants and trying his best not to buck into John's touch. He has more self restraint than that, but damn, this situation still seemed a little surreal. He doesn't think he'd ever have John in his bed.

What a gentleman. He almost wants to roll his eyes at John, but he knows John didn't want to step on toes or cross whatever invisible line was drawn out.] Yeah.

You can.

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[John slides his hand into Dave's boxers, pulling them down just enough so he could wrap his hand fully around the others dick. It's a little jerky at first- he's afraid he might be messing up.

Hrrrgh.

Okay, his pace evens out just a little, and he leans back down to press a chaste kiss to Dave's lips.]

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[Dave kisses back messily, his hips stuttering as he can't help but let out a pleased moan when John wraps his hand around his erection.]

Goddamn it. Fuck.

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[John doesn't mind the messy, at all. Only because he's occupied with fifty other thoughts, though. He wants to make this a good experience for Dave.

Hmm. He presses another kiss to Dave's lips before sliding off of him and settling his knees on the carpet. Yes, John was going to do this- even though his experience is shit nothing in this department.]

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[Dave props himself up by his elbows to look down at John. Oh man-]

You've never sucked a dick before have you? [Man. You sure you're ready for it, John?]

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No. There's a first time for everything.

[John wasn't really sure how to go about this. But Dave's dick was waiting out in the open there. So John just does what he thinks is right and takes the head in his mouth, giving it a light suck.]

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[He lets himself drop back onto the mattress, letting out a shuddering breath. Having a mouth on him was nice. Whether or not John has done this before doesn't matter. Because it was fucking John sucking his dick.]

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[The best thing about John being inexperienced is that he's being gentle, and not trying to go overboard here with anything. It was a lot of him bobbing his head (like he's seen in countless pornos probably) and a lot of licking from base to tip- Dave would have to tell him if he wanted something else.]

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[John. You don't have to worry so much. Dave is pretty resilient, and maybe just maybe he likes it a little rougher than this. He does appreciate the amount of care you're apparently putting into this though but...]

Fuck, John. I don't want to get off to just your mouth.

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[He's worrying a lot more than he should be at this point. Doubting himself as well. He bobs his head a few more times and the rests his head on Dave's thigh.]

If you want more, then we can go more. [John isn't mentally prepared for this, at all. But he wants this as much as Dave does.]