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[Closed] Day(care) Dreamers

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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[He's always though you were kind of a complete dweeb, John. But that's okay because that's why he's so helplessly stuck on you.

He shuts his eyes and lets out a shuddering breath. Shit. Fuckkk, fuck fuck. Okay. It's been awhile. He knew that and he knew this was gonna suck at first, but fuck.] Because I get dicks up my ass so often. [Dave manages to be snarky even when he's got a dick in his ass.] It's been a fucking while.

[A short pause.] And you're pretty well off as is, fuck.

[He's kind of glad that him being a dork is somewhat if a positive attribute. He guesses it makes him somewhat of a keeper. Right?

John looks a bit worried at first. Did he hurt Dave? He was completely still until the other spoke again and he was completely sure he didn't just ram his dick into his partner way too fast.

Ah, but the snark is back. Dave is such a character even with a dick up his ass.] But you're alright?

[That is all he needed to know. Is if Dave was okay. But first, dkjsdf. Was this really the time to stroke his ego about his dick? He might look a little flustered for a moment, cheeks tinging pink and a loss for words.]

Ughhh yeah. I'll be fine. Give me a few minutes jus- [He lets out a deep breath and shuts his eyes tight before opening them.] Don't worry. Shit was gonna hurt regardless. [He hasn't done this in awhile. He knew he was gonna be a tight fit.]

Heh. You look a bit embarrassed. What. You don't want me to talk about how I like your dick? [Still gonna be a little shit even with a dick up his butt.]

[It seemed to be a tight fit. Even John was a little light headed over the sensations he was feeling from being where he was. It was overwhelming. The last thing he wanted to over do was hurt Dave and that was exactly what he ended up doing.

He presses kisses to Dave's temple.]

It's not that I don't appreciate the dick compliments! I just don't think that it has ever been a thing.

[Stop worrying so much, John. Dave likes his sex with some pain. he's such a damn masochist sometimes.]

Should I talk about how great your dick is then? Worship it until it's the next Leaning Tower of Pisa? Stand tall like the Empire State Building? [If you don't shut him up, he's gonna keep being embarrassing.]

[Okay he has had it with you Dave, you're just being silly now! With no prior warning John starts his own little rhythm. He is very pleased with himself too, because he is definitely doing this thing with Dave and he is enjoying it.]

You can tell me more about my dick when we're done here. I'm sure you'll ha--ahve a lot to say.

[John isn't familiar with sensitive spots so if he hits one, he is very sorry.]

[Dave lets out a shiver and a pleased whimper, head dropping back. John's actions at least got him to stop teasing the other.]

I have p-plenty to say now.

Yeah?

[His blunt nails dig into Dave's hips, still going with his original rhythm.]

Say it then, tell me.

Asshole. [Dave is barely able to breathe out.

You're totally being a little shit. You know how hard it is right now to form words, much less sentences.]

[Aw Dave, you're no fun. But it's alright. This is probably going to continue to be grade A effort in having awesome sex. Because he is totally not experienced in this.

So he'll just continue trying to please Dave.]

Suuure you don't wanna tell me? [All of this is said while he's fucking Dave too. John is rude.]

[Dave wraps his legs around John's waist, arms reaching up to wrap around his neck.] Shut up, John.

[There's no real malice to it. Not when he's so breathless.]

[He kind of chuckles when Dave says that. Getting close with him, and holding him as they moved together. It was such a harmless act, such a tender moment to John. He's never experienced love with anyone else.]

[His fingers cards through the hair at the nape of John's neck. He lets out pleased sighs and whimpers, eyes sliding shut.]

[Not even when John thrusts is it rough, he's in some sort of blissful state where Dave is playing with his hair and his cheeks are getting hot. It's a good thing. He's never felt nicer.

He's made this about Dave entirely. Trying to figure out what pleases him most. Not that he's forgotten he's getting laid here too...]

[Dave would be mad if he knew John was making this all about Dave. This was a two person thing and John shouldn't worry so much.] John, you being gentle for me, because I'm telling you that I'm not as fragile as you think I might be then.

[Shhh, Dave. Just enjoy the fact someone is taking this much time to think about you and make sure you're in the forefront. John worries too much.]

I never said you were fragile. I'm just making sure we can both enjoy this as much as possible. [Plus lmao, he's extremely inexperienced and didn't want to fumble like an idiot. But in any case he'll pick up his pace, being a bit rougher with his lover.]

I like it a bit rough, don't worry. [He let's out a pleased sigh.] Don't worry too much. You ain't gonna turn into some sex god in one session, dude. Sex ain't always perfect.

[He lets out a low chuckle against John's throat before he bites it. Hello.]

[If Dave was trying to make him blush, he was succeeding holy shit. It makes him feel really good though. That Dave must have liked him this much. To be this patient with him.]

Ah-- [He didn't even get what he wanted to say out because hello Dave's teeth. Hrrrrrk, he's blushing really red now. John lets out a breath and starts moving again, rougher than he had been before. That was what Dave wanted, right?]

[Dude, it would be a shitty relationship if he wasn't patient. He's liked John for a long time, anyways.

He sucks at the bite, lapping his tongue over it. You're definitely gonna have a mark there later. His fingers dig into John's back a little as he lets out a quiet little moan.]

[So they could do this as often as they wanted and John would become miles better at not fumbling over his ass like an idiot. He would be happy to hear that.

John lets out a breath, because fuck, that felt really good. He exposes more of his neck to Dave. Don't stop there. Leaving marks all over is definitely what Dave should do.]

[They can do whatever they want. They're a thing now.]

Mm, you like that? [There's a small, teasing tone to his voice as he runs his tongue over John's skin.]

[He likes being a thing with Dave, he likes a lot of things about Dave.]

Keep doing it. [John doesn't stop his rhythm, his hand grasping Dave's length so he could stroke it.]

[His breath is hot against John's skin as he continues to suck an bite at wherever his mouth can latch onto.

He rocks his hips, letting out pleased noises from his throat.]

[John is lost in that haze again, letting his instinct lead him.

He feels his end drawing near. But he doesn't know if he should like. Announce that or. What. But Dave can probably tell by the heavier breaths.]

[Dave can tell. John doesn't have to say and Dave doesn't need a warning for it. His fingers drag through John's hair, lightly tugging and pulling

He's just expecting any minute now.]

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