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[There's something so romantic about the way Lucas keeps that gentle hold on David's face, cupped in both hands like he needs to be handled with care. It gets David's heart fluttering even as heat trickles down below his belly with each brush and curl of their tongues against each other. Maybe that's why Lucas didn't confirm his feelings right away...? David always framed it as a physical thing, so if Lucas needed him to understand that it was more...

Well, how was David supposed to know? No one's ever fallen for him that fast. It's as nerve-wracking as it is gratifying.

For now David just focusses on Lucas's mouth, his warm hands and the firm body under the fabric of his shirt, until eventually he has to pull away again just to catch his breath. A perfect opportunity to make this offer to the person who deserved it in the first place:]

Wanna go back to my room?

(( This time when David moves way, Lucas drops his hands. Well, he lets them fall away from David's face to his shoulders, down along his arms to takes his hands just as gently in his own. He's a little breathless as well, a hint of color resting high on his cheeks. ))

You're not going to show me a bunch of memes if I say yes, right?

Mm, no, my plan is to show you exactly what you've been missing all this time you've been playing hard to get. And that doesn't include memes.

[David's hand sneaks up under Lucas's shirt, fingertips playing along the base of his spine.]

(( Lucas breathes out a little laugh. Isn't it David who wants to see what he's been missing while Lucas was being... well, less than obvious. He'll admit to being less than obvious, but that's about it. He's about to say just that when David's fingers brush against his skin like electricity. Something in the air itself changes and all the playfulness that's usually present in Lucas's face is gone. ))

Okay. Hold on.

(( Who needs to walk to David's room when Lucas can take them there much more quickly? ))

[This time David doesn't come close to vomiting, but there's still a long moment of disorientation before he can return to what they were doing before. At least they're not - wait, did Lucas really -

- yep, they're not standing but seated right in the middle of David's bed.]

Wow, you're impatient all of a sudden. [David's wicked smile lingers right up until his mouth reclaims Lucas's yet again. He toes his shoes off the edge of the bed, then subtly starts to lean in and ease Lucas's back down onto the bed - if Lucas lets him, because he could just as easily have David on his back in a heartbeat if he's so inclined.]

(( It's a little easier to tolerate the feeling of moving through space and time after experiencing before. Even just once.

Yes, they are in David's bed. Did he want to fumble while making out all through the suite? Lucas is just getting them where they're going to end up. Right? Now don't expect him after admitting he likes David to be super serious at all. ))

What? You're the one being all big talk.

[Initially, David's only response is to rest a finger over Lucas's mouth with a soft shh. God, he's got a really nice mouth...

Then he ducks his head to mouth at Lucas's neck and throat, alternating between slightly parted lips and teasing flicks of tongue. All the while he keeps sneaking his fingers just under Lucas's shirt, that sudden shift in his expression right at the front of David's mind. It's both fun and unexpectedly hot to wipe the smile off Lucas's face.]

(( Oh, looks like they’re being serious now. Okay, Lucas can do serious. Or let David show just how serious he wants to be here and now. So Lucas doesn’t argue when David lays a finger over his lips. So he tilts his head slightly to make more room when David dips his head to explore. The breath he sucks in when those warm lips brush his skin isn’t for dramatics. Nor is the way Lucas reaches out for David, or the way his fingers curl tightly in his clothes just over his hips. ))

[David probably could've lingered at Lucas's mouth and just made out with him for the rest of the night, if not for the long-frustrated interest and curiosity that Lucas has kindled in him now demanding to see more, feel more, taste more. He undoes a couple of buttons on Lucas's shirt, looks up at him to make sure everything's still good, then continues on until it's spread wide open for David to drink in the sight of Lucas's absurdly defined musculature.]

I can't believe you had this fuckin' body all along and kept it hidden from me as long as you did. [Bottom lip caught between his teeth, David slides his fingertips over the ridge of a pectoral muscle, down one side of his abs and back up the other, before ducking back down to seek out sensitive spots with his mouth. He's already really, really fond of making Lucas gasp.]

(( In a different situation, David would be met with a teasing 'it's the same body I've always had since you've known me.' This no longer feels like the time for that specific flavor of playful. Lucas had done little other than tempered responses. He wants to let David explore, to fully have a chance to see and touch and even taste what he wants to. But he also doesn't want to seem detached or disinterested.

It's the opposite! Lucas is seldom as grounded in any given moment as is right now. This moment with David is important. It deserves his full attention and his honesty. Nothing simply for the sake of dramatics. But for now, he'll let David explore. All while watching him with a singularly intense stare. Sorry if it feels like a thousand eyes are watching, David. They are. ))

Edited (typo) 2025-06-05 23:51 (UTC)

[He's down around Lucas's navel when the force of that stare finally becomes too much and he looks up, only to shiver and suck in a sharp breath at the multiplied intensity of direct eye contact. Jeez, that's gonna make him self-conscious after awhile... he can already feel his cheeks getting hot.]

Still good if I keep going? [The next step being Lucas's fly, which David slides his fingertips up and down while he waits for the answer.]

(( Okay. He definitely sees the appeal of making David gasp, too. And the way that flush rests on his usually pale cheeks? Delightful! A momentary distraction until David's wandering fingers over a very sensitive area pull a quite little oh from from Lucas's lips.

The smile that follows and the sultry way he peers up at David from under his dark lashes make it clear that little oh was a good thing. Now it's his cheeks that color as he moves his hands to cup David's face. ))

Before you do, kiss me again.

[Lucas is so, so hot like this. It's making David a bit stupid, almost drunk on the lust coiling in his belly as he eagerly climbs back up Lucas's body and reclaims his mouth.

More than a bit greedy, too - this time he can't keep himself from sucking and nibbling on Lucas's lower lip, and even giving it one proper bite to see exactly how much he can get away with before the sting causes Lucas to object.]

(( Kissing is one of the best things about having a humanoid body. Touching, too. So Lucas savors David’s lips against his, the hunger there, and that lingering sweetness from the drinks in the heat of his mouth. He delights in the warmth of David’s skin beneath his palms, the alight coarseness of his hair as he threads his fingers through it.

The excitement is something he can match. The want is there, burning hot and cutting deep. Lucas does, eventually, wince at that testing bite. Sorry, he’s not that much like his brother that he can mix up pleasure and pain. When he pulls away for a breath, it’s only long enough for that. This time, it’s Lucas who trails molten kisses over the line of David’s jaw and throat. This time, it’s him who runs his hands along David’s torso, dipping his fingers beneath the hem if the shirt to brush over skin. ))

[No biting, noted. Not like David has time to feel even the tiniest sliver of disappointment before Lucas's lips finds his neck and everything else leaves his mind. He throws his head back to expose more skin for Lucas's voracious mouth and moans, incoherent at first but soon forming into actual, intelligible words:]

Oh - ohhhh my God -

[Then he goes still as something occurs to him for the first time.]

- uh, should I not say that? When we're doing this?

(( It isn't what David said that gives him pause. It's the way he suddenly goes still. Lucas pulls away from his task just enough to look David in the eyes. He wants to laugh at the question, but he understands it's coming from a place of genuine concern. Lucas can't help the smile that spread over his face, though. ))

It's okay. You don't have to censor yourself. It's not like that's His name.

[... fair enough. David returns the smile almost shyly - he always feels so out of his depth when it comes to Lucas and everything to do with his angel-ness, and Lucas's constant kindness and patience bring on a bigger rush of affection than he knows how to deal with.]

Okay, good. You can, uh, go right back to what you were doing before... [And he even cranes his head back and to one side to give Lucas a nice big canvas for his lips and tongue.]

One second.

(( One second to put his fingers around the hem of David's shirt and give it a very gentle tug up, pausing only for David to lift his arms before easing it off and tossing it to the side. Once it's gone, he closes the space between them to return to what he's been doing before. But this time, he ventures beyond David's throat, mouthing along his collar bone to the center. He dips his tongue into the hollow between them. All the while, his hands fun up and sown his bare sides. ))

[For someone who's spent so much time bemoaning the state of his body, David really doesn't look that bad with his shirt off. He's very lean, with a marked concave slope below his ribcage and visible pelvic bones, but nowhere near as gangly as he imagines in his own mind.

Thankfully, he's much too far gone to waste any time on insecurity anyway. Needy noises keep bubbling up in his throat as Lucas's mouth works its way down, and he shivers again when Lucas replaces his lips with his tongue.

Wasn't David meant to get back to doing this with Lucas? Not to mention removing his pants? He's gotten a bit distracted.]

(( Is it strange that David's body, the way it looks, is of very little concern to Lucas? What's important is that it's the vessel that houses him. It's the corporeal extension of a man he's grown to care for so deeply. Even if David were self-conscious, Lucas will do everything he can to assure him there's no reason for any of that. He is perfection in Lucas's eyes.

He pauses, pulling back enough to peer at David's face once more. ))

Still good if I keep going?

(( There's only a hint of playfulness in his voice as he parrots David's earlier words back to him. But his voice is breathless now, thick. ))

[Oh, the sound of Lucas's voice sends such a powerful jolt of heat right to David's groin that his hips actually twitch. He's really not young enough to be acting like this much of a horny teenager anymore but he wants Lucas so, so much right now...]

I'll never fuckin' forgive you if you don't. [And he's got that same playful lilt in his voice that ends up mostly smothered by how low and hoarse his own has become.]

(( A fleeting smile flickers over his face before he drags his tongue up David's throat. A hand moves to his shoulder and pushes very gently. ))

Lay back.

[David's eyes are lidded and foggy as he stretches out on his back without ever looking away from Lucas, tongue tucked between his lips with anticipation. In this position, it's also much more obvious how excited Lucas has already got him - and that he's every bit as big as his long-limbed body and massive hands and feet might lead someone to hope.]

(( Give him just a second to admire, okay? Just one moment to really drink in the wight of David stretched out before him (while Lucas also settles himself astride David's slim hips). Just one short moment to let his exceedingly intense eyes drifter over the familiar features of David's face wearing a new (to him) expression, to follow along the curves and contours of his exposed torso, burning the image into his memory. And then he moves, letting his fingers follow the same paths his eyes took. Shifting his weight just so to add a little teasing pressure (and also maybe remind David he's not the only one wildly turned on right now). ))

[David's never been looked at the way Lucas looks at him. Sure, there's the whole thing where Lucas has way, way more eyes than David actually gets to see, but that's not all - he can feel the depth of Lucas's admiration, the way it takes in his appearance but also encompasses so much more.

David has been admired for his appearance before. Plenty of times. The depths of his soul? Not so much. It's embarrassing, overwhelming, addictive... it takes his breath away.

Then Lucas moves so subtly in just the right spot and David sucks all that breath right back in, hips bucking fruitlessly against his weight to try and make him move again.]

Lucas, c'mon, you're gonna drive me crazy here - !

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