[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.
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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.