Finley Melville ♛ Crowley (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} swelltricks) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} thereincarnates, |
Had this been one of their many conversations on the boards or over text messaging, Finley thought, that moment when David's jaw had dropped would have signaled the point at which David gave up and stopped responding. It was easier to measure, face to face, that it wasn't that David had lost interest in the conversation at all, it was because Finley had managed to take the conversation that one step past playful banter and into leaving David uncomfortably turned on by the thought of the things that he was proposing. It was also more satisfying, seeing it on David's face instead of getting only radio silence out of the bargain.
Perhaps it should have been disappointing that David had finally learned the next step in their dance, instead of fumbling about amusingly trying to find his footing, but considering where that next step led, Finley wasn't complaining. There was no sense in pretending that he hadn't been staring at David's ass, and cock (and yes, Finley wasn't just teasing, he'd managed to steal a few glances along the way, and the skinny jeans that David preferred really didn't do much to disguise any shift in interest), particularly when he was all too willing to go along with David's proposal and get another excellent look at both.
Finley could have teleported the both of them to his apartment, or David's, in the blink of an eye... but really, he'd just gotten to the party, hadn't he? He really ought to at least have a few drinks before he left, and since David had been the one to invite him, he would be the one paying for them. He supposed he could insist on that happening before David got any attention to his dick, but considering how much he enjoyed that, as well, and that it had been his primary reason for going... it seemed that a compromise really ought to be in order.
"Many dark corners in this place? Or should we go straight to the bathroom?" Finley looked around, trying to spot the best place for a quick hook up. Something to take the edge off, for both of them, and then by the time they'd spent long enough at the party for him to consider it worth his time in even attending, much less paying to get in, he was positive that they'd be up for round two back at one of their places. It really was the best solution, he thought, particularly as it allowed them both to get off twice, so long as David didn't get too drunk to function. He'd have to remind him, if it looked as though he planned to get any more tipsy than he already was, what he'd be missing out on if he passed out.