"Dave-" Dylan gasped. His lips parted and he leaned into Dave's touched and he wanted more so badly - and how was he supposed to tell Dave "no" when he wanted to touch him, to love and be loved? How could he deny Dave that affection, especially when - "Oh-" He shuddered and his hands tightened in Dave's coat and he jerked down the zipper. "Okay. You promise? Okay-" He murmured desperately, knowing deep down that it had a lie but it was so much easier, it was always easier to say "yes" to Dave than to say "no." He threw his arms around the older man's neck and kissed him hard on the lips. "I want you." He groaned, and kissed him again.