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So...? [ dave's eyebrows go up as he prompts john to finish...whatever john is going to do.

sometimes it's best to just let john get to his point rather than to assume where he's going to end up. ]

Sooo...I was thinking maybe we could just make out a little? I guess? [See when he says it out loud it sounds really stupid.]

[ ah. okay, so he hadn't read that one wrong. ] Romantic. I feel very wooed.

[ and he's giving john a hard time for no reason, but he shifts to try to get out of john's grip (can't see the guy if john is hugging him from behind) so he can turn and let his own hands fall cautiously to john's waist. ]

Ugh, shut up. I don't know how people ask for this kind of stuff. [But he lets Dave turn and slides his arms up over his shoulders instead to pull him closer.] So?

[Kiss him already.]

Historically speaking I've just asked and usually gotten scolded for asking. [ not with john, who he hasn't exactly asked for the most part.

instead of kissing john, dave pushes back a little to get john to move...backwards, presumably, until they hit a desk? ]

Okay well you have never asked me and heard a no, have you? [But okay, they're traveling backwards and they're moving and he hits one of the desks, keeping his hands firmly on him.]

I'd say the same back, but I guess I have told you to knock things off before. [ not exactly since they started dating, save for certain things, but. okay.

his hands tighten their grip and he gives john ample time to shove him off before boosting john onto the desk?

it makes the height differential easier (or kind of admittedly just tips it in john's favor a bit instead) and it's easy to drop his hands to either side of john's legs. ]

...You don't have to ask for permission, though. I'll tell you in advance if I ever want you to like, not. [ he's just. settling himself between john's legs leaning in and eyeing john almost curiously. ]

[He's surprised by the sudden movement but he doesn't object, moving some papers and probably knocking a pen or two on the floor as he settles on the desktop. His knees spread a little so Dave's between them and he gives him an equally curious look, taking a breath before he nods.

(The height advantage helps a lot.)]

...I know. Sometimes I just think it is better to ask, but good to know. [He'll lean a little closer but not quite kiss him yet.] Open invite, then?

Nope. [ to see what john will do or say, tbh.

but also. after a minute of staring calmly at john to see? ]

For the record, this is special service because it's you. [ he'll reach up to remove his shades, folding them and reaching over to put them on the other desk, neatly. then he'll straighten again, as much as he ever does. his weight is on his hands and leaning against the desk. ] Clear for liffdoff, captain.

[ he pronounces it dumb and throwaway reference, because of course he does. ]

[There's a small laugh because reference received and he scoots a little closer once he sees Dave's eyes.]

Consider me honored. [And that's pretty much all he says because he's tired of talking. He's tired of talking and their food will be here probably in 10 minutes but who cares? Not John! Not John, who's pressing his mouth to Dave's immediately and sighing against his lips before wrapping a hand loosely around one of Dave's wrists, also immediately relaxing and parting his own lips. So here we are.]

[ they're absolutely going to run out of time here, knight of time or no. dave responds easily for whatever that's worth; he doesn't tense up but just leans into the kiss, tilting his head a little more for a better angle and not pressing things further for a minute or two. he's an idiot and it takes him a while to mentally work up the courage to take the open invitation to brush his tongue over john's lips but also he's just not kissing john like there's a time limit. it's quiet and slow on his part. ]

[The lack of tension is enough that he fully relaxes and tries to pull Dave closer onto the desk and between his legs but he's taking Dave's tongue into his mouth and easily leading the kiss a little deeper. It's still slow and careful but it's more out of a need to cherish it than out of caution.

It's progress. He'll take it and his hand grips onto Dave's on the desk either way.]

[ as usual dave just lets john tug him wherever, but he idly twists his wrist out of john's grip and laces their fingers together instead. stop being weird, john. his other hand is still to the other side of john's leg, but he shifts to move it to john's knee instead, tentative and just wanting the contact and nothing more.

a quiet sigh into the kiss and yeah fuck he'll miss this. ]

[He's grasping Dave's hand and he doesn't mind that he's being touched, keeping up the pace of the kiss and keeping contact. John's free hand comes up to thread through the back of Dave's hair and hold his head still and he leans a little to give himself enough support to keep kissing him.

Stupid field trip. Stupid assignments. Stupid, stupid, stupid.]

[ dave's grip on john's knee tightens, but there's no other sign of the quiet distress and disquiet he's starting to feel in the back of his head. there aren't many people he lets into his personal space zone willingly at all. there's no one else he lets this close for obvious reasons. but it's not like he hasn't gone years at a time without being touched, so it's...fine, maybe.

he stops kissing slow and presses into john harder anyway. ]

[He won't notice any kind of discomfort or anything if Dave's keeping his pokerface, but the grip tightens and there's a very quiet sort of moan against Dave's mouth even when he presses in harder and John's trying not to topple them over. He won't pull further but he'll keep up the pace and the kissing turns a little needier all the same.]

[ it's less about kissing john and more about well fuck not going to see john again for some indeterminate amount of time, anyway. at least there seems to be no particular chance of toppling just yet, since dave's pretty solidly planted into the ground, stance steady, but the way he kisses is less steady and more like an uncertain goodbye. if he kisses john hard enough maybe it'll last however long it has to.

he knows already it won't. ]

[He's not thinking that far ahead because he's hoping maybe time will freeze again like new years, but he knows that was a Dave thing and not a life cutting them some slack thing. He's pliant and quiet under Dave's touch and his hand runs from Dave's hair down the back of his neck, a hitch in his breath as he moves his tongue over Dave's in a move that's more daring than usual.

His grip tightens on Dave's hand. He uses his knees to gently trap Dave between his legs and that's just how that's going to go.]

[ more daring than usual in this direction is, apparently, fine. dave makes zero objections to john trapping him (he doesn't usually except to point out it's happening or tease john, these days) and john sliding his tongue against dave's is...a weird-good feeling and dave had never frenched people That often before but he likes it.

he's more willing to experiment if john's sliding them along a little further and so he copies the move before just going off on his own, adding teeth lightly because he's pretty sure by now john generally approves of teeth and idly rubbing circles on the inside of john's knee with his thumb. ]

[Given there's a surprised, pleased noise that's definitely an approval and he's letting his arm slide to Dave's shoulder to hold him in place. He refuses to let go of Dave's hand (stupidly, maybe) but not long after he fidgets again the pull back and break the kiss.

...for all of ten seconds just to pull his glasses off and toss them onto the desk and immediately dive back in without worrying about pressing wire frames into Dave's face or anything. He picks up where they left off, tongue coaxing Dave's along and more or less straddling Dave's waist while still partially perched on the desk.

He's blatantly aware that despite Dave dating more than he has, he's the one with more physical experience and for once he doesn't even bother thinking about adjusting things to fit a guy or a girl and he's just doing it as is. The world is still turning, sort of, even though it feels still and Dave's solid under his hands and there's a small shiver when he feels Dave's thumb move over the sensitive part of his knee.

Things that aren't fair: the lack of this for who knows how long.]

[ ten seconds not kissing spent laughing at john, basically, breathless and amused and trying not to think about the future beyond this exact moment. it's not like he initiates make out sessions a lot (john more or less asked for this one anyway) but dave usually...has fun. it's hard not to even with the undercurrent of uneasiness about separation. john's...

john. he's too much himself not to smile at least occasionally.

he tries to stop when john moves back again but there's still a huff of laughter against john's lips before dave lets john set the pace of a game of tongue tag.

tonsil hockey?

what the fuck ever. his hand on john's knee slides further up and he starts to pull back, wanting to say something instead. ]

[He's content this way and he's happy with the kiss until he feels Dave moving and he lets him pull his head back, eyes a little unfocused and a pleased little smile on his face even with his lips parted.

He doesn't think to ask "what's wrong" or anything like that since he knows Dave will (maybe) try to tell him but instead he lets his fingers stroke the inside of Dave's wrist to let him speak.]

Awkward request. [ he's always too quiet, and quieter when they're this close, but john's listening so it's fine.

he just

goes quiet after saying that and has to work back up to it. ] Um.

[ he's gonna get there maybe - ]

I want you to, like -

[ no ]

[...he's just blinking in surprise, patiently waiting.]

...to...? [Again with the gentle coaxing because this is still a lot of progress and his mouth's a little dry and his eyes are a little too wide.]

[ way too fast and soft: ] I want you to give me a hickey.

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