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TG: sup
TG: cant answer since im off doing my own thing right now so leave a message
TG: tz this isnt where you get to hang out all day and hump my cherry sweet words like a color addict on a crack fix get out and stop licking this entry already girl
TG: later

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[ He watches Gamzee sprawl on his floor like a sun-soaked panther, all long limbs and shifting muscles bunched inside swathes of tanned skin. Dave sits up, ready to join him -

Ding-Dong.

And then the doorbell interrupts and a grin cuts across his face. ]

Guess you'll have to put up with it for a minute or two.

[ Tugging on his jeans, he doesn't bother zipping them and saunters with post-coital grace over his lover to pick up a bunch of notes on the kitchenette counter. Putting his back to Gamzee reluctantly, he answers the door. ]

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[ Needless to say, he tips the delivery guy generously when he tries to peer around Dave for the source of those wanton moans, all but hustling him out once the pizzas are balanced under an arm. Locking the door, he tosses the boxes on the kitchen counter and opens one up, eyes on Gamzee as Dave munches through a slice of meat-feast, piping hot sauces burning into his lips and down his throat. ]

Can't even wait two minutes? [ He stands over Gamzee with one foot either side of his hips and continues eating, enjoying the lewd sight beneath him. Deliberately, he purrs out; ] Don't mind me, get a grip on the situation.

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[ A nonchalant shrug and he sinks to a knee between Gamzee's spread legs, licking an oily hand clean and using the other to tug down those annoying boxers, freeing a tall cock that looks equally as desperate to feel the clammy apartment air. He's careful about it, eases the elastic down without snagging anything one-handed, tosses away the offending article. ]

Could be better, though. Don't you think?

[ Just to give him a hint of his intentions, he turns his head sideways to kiss the inside of a bare thigh; the heat of the pizza burns across the thin skin, a red mark warming instantly when he sucks with a mouth twice as hot as normal. ]

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Look at this, you're having a learning day.

[ The agonised sob that reels into pleasured whines is music to his ears and Dave licks up to the join of a thigh with his heated tongue, tracing his name closer and closer to a stiff cock. His wet lips skim the length from base to tip as he cradles Gamzee's already warm organ and when Dave gives a small smirk before sucking slickly on the head, that's the only warning he cares to give; the wet noises are lewd and loud in the apartment, almost eclipsing the steady hum that purrs in the back of his throat the lower he progresses, up and down, down, down ... ]

Mmmm -

[ Meeting his own fist half-way, he swallows and the muscles in his throat ripple softly, trying to suck the come right out of the splayed man on the floor. There's no end to the sticky-hot saliva raised in temperature by his brief snack and he aims to imitate the tightness of a woman wet as an ocean for his lover. ]

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[ If Gamzee thinks Dave can't take what he has to give, he's here to dispel that assumption. Nails bite into the backs of thighs, dragging up to clutch at a firm ass, and he bobs his head insistently to try and coax him to move, thrust, fuck that obliging mouth like he needs to. Dave wants to feel Gamzee let go, at least ... for a while. He has other plans for them both, this won't be the end. ]

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[ Concentrating on keeping his jaw slack and throat open, a slippery finger traces the sliver of skin beneath balls just before circling lightly over the entrance to Gamzee's body, massaging back and forth to get him used to the pressure there. Dave's well on the way to being hard again, as strained and acute as the pleasure build-up is this time. Hips buckle whenever Gamzee makes an unrestrained noise, wanting to take and be taken without any order to it. Still, he teases him, humming almost thoughtfully when he feels the thick vein on the underside rest on his tongue, supplying a wealth of constant, intense vibration. ]

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[ As if having a hard cock in his mouth isn't enough to get him hard all over again, Dave repays the favour by sinking the straying finger over Gamzee's entrance all the way in, slender and crooked as he pumps in and out to ease the glide, pink lips swollen as he suckles on a sticky crown. Wet and wriggling, he rubs Gamzee's soft raw walls to find the little spot a couple of inches in that will drag out the best reaction, red eyes intent on the other man's face as Dave peers up. ]

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You'd like that, wouldn't you? [ Transferring his mouth to a stomach in order to catch his breath, he strokes Gamzee firmly and buries in another finger, fucking him to the same constant tempo of his hand. ] But you're wrong, I'm not screwing you here.

[ Knuckles twist and he thrusts inside that willing body to hold the position of his fingers, thumb rubbing insistently under the crown of a slick cock. ]

Get your ass to the shower.

[ And then he pulls away, rising to his feet to head there himself. ]

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[ Jeans already kicked to a corner, he rakes through Gamzee's hair and attacks his throat with less than gentle bites, clutching at a waist to drag him into the warm hissing fount of the shower. It's narrow and not really meant for more than one person, but that just means it's easier to touch the other man each time either of them moves.

Blond hair plasters around his face, clogs Dave's eyelashes, and he drags down those annoyingly damp boxers to get a grip around Gamzee's dick again, stroking tersely without prelude, squeezes turning just shy of painful in his insistence. ]

Get the fuck in here already.

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[ The steady glare Gamzee gets for clamping his hand on Dave's face burns, not only because of the bright red irises. He scratches down ribs when teeth sink into the muscle of his shoulder, pain and pleasure sparking instantly. Low groans echo loudly in the steamy glass prison, unable to rock his hips with such a forceful grip pinning him back against the tiles but not about to complain. Tipping his head to the side, he tries to draw blood while scoring his nails down the slope of Gamzee's spine, hissing with each twitch his cock gives against a squashing stomach. ]

Pussy ...

[ A feral grin sweeps into being, Dave licking the shell of an ear with horribly contrasting tenderness. ]

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[ Stretching under that wicked mouth, he runs hungry touches down Gamzee's naked body to drink him in, mouth parted when words are poured into him. Water runs down his face from the spattering fount nearby, dripping over a tongue. A thin whine rises up as he's teased and he makes the split decision then and there to get his mouth back on the other man to shut up all those wiseass replies.

But he doesn't move, grinding up slowly into that unforgiving hand. ]

Cocky as shit, ain't he?

[ Beta Dave runs his slippery hands down Gamzee's back and presses in, effectively creating a stoner sandwich. The Alpha's smile flickers back into life and he immediately sucks on one side of a neck while his future-self goes for the other, legs brushing in and out of Gamzee's as four hands ripple over his shoulders, chest and thighs, one cupping his balls as another strokes. Lost in the methodical confusion. ]

Yeah. [ Facing Gamzee, the Alpha nips an earlobe as he replies to himself. ] Won't get any quieter either.

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[ Skull thumping back as he's given the sweetest, tightest fist to fuck, he catches Beta Dave's eye and gives a nod. ]

Who the fuck - ffffuck - says you're not getting boned still, Makara?

[ The Beta snatches for Gamzee's wrist to plant his hands on the wall at the same moment Dave gives a wriggle and flash-ducks to the side, a brief conversation taking place.

Keep his hands down.

You got his hips?

Yeah, just suck him while I get this ass ready to be plundered.

No problem, already had my turn. ]

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You're so damn whiny.

[ Kissing a shoulder, Alpha Dave pours (fuck it, fruit scented) conditioner between a pair of ass-cheeks, rubbing in the slippery purple mess until his fingers are as familiar with Gamzee as ever they were on the floor of the apartment earlier. Fucking him tediously enough to let the Beta suckle a flushed cock and find his rhythm, he licks a long line down a tall back. ]

Be as loud as you want, bro. [ A nip. ] We understand.

[ He gives no warning before he nudges the soft heat of his cockhead past the initial ring of resistance, thrusting in at the same angle he remembers fingering. ]

Fuck ...