David Ryan ☤ Dean Winchester (lovesomepie) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2016-02-20 22:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | david ryan, finley melville |
Who: Finley Melville and David Ryan
What: They “break up”, then they make up. (2/2)
Where: Jamba Juice in central Los Angeles
When: Saturday afternoon, February 20th 2016
Warnings: Porn heavy. You were warned.
David did genuinely resent it a little, how hard it was for him to stay mad at Finley. Even after Finley's remark that had obviously reminded David of what Finley had announced out there for everyone to hear in the middle of their fake fight, he'd only been angry again for as long as it took him to start getting turned on by what Finley was currently doing to him. That wasn't fair. It wasn't fair that Finley had this kind of power over him, and they both knew that he did. David was only human, and more than that, he was a still relatively young man. It didn’t take much to get his blood pumping straight into his dick and for everything else to become background noise, the harder he got. David could resent Finley all he wanted, but the physical signs never lied.
He didn’t give Finley the satisfaction of verbally acknowledging that it was true, or at least, that he liked Finley’s. They both knew he did. Who knew if David would feel the same way about another man’s attributes, but liking Finley’s was at least enough to support the claim. Begrudgingly, the corners of his mouth even twitched a little before he bit back the smile at what was clearly now just a private joke between them. They were alone in here, with no one else to hear them, though the bathroom walls weren't sound proof. Still, it was just them in here now, and the door was locked. David didn’t have to acknowledge it out loud, but he didn’t have to keep acting like there wasn’t some truth to it. Besides, Finley brought up a good point about the makeup sex. David was suddenly very interested in that.
It was also impossible to ignore how good it felt to have Finley's hands on his bare skin, grunting a little more appreciatively as his hands caressed David's sides, swallowing hard when Finley brought their chests firmly together. This close together, it was impossible for David to pretend like he wasn't completely into what was happening despite his annoyance, which was already rapidly dissipating. David’s fingers in Finley’s hair tightened considerably the more his mouth moved over David’s skin, the heat of his tongue mixing with the contrast of David’s cold flesh where smoothie had previously covered it, causing David to shudder a little more noticeably. He resented Finley quite a bit for being able to manipulate him this way, but to David, at least in the moment, the payoff was still worth letting go of his anger enough to give into him. Totally worth it.
While it wasn’t the smartest decision to start hooking up in the bathroom of the place where they’d just staged a rather elaborate, but very fake ‘breakup’, David wasn’t exactly known to do the smart thing. Especially where his dick was involved, which currently was already starting to stand at attention noticeably the more Finley touched him. His eyes fluttering open and closed and open again at that kiss to his jawline, David held himself to Finley and groaned out a laugh despite himself, eyes already cloudy with lust as he snaked his arm around Finley’s waist and clutched at the small of his back, digging his fingertips into the material of his shirt there. He had a Game of Thrones joke on the tip of his tongue but instead of making it, David inhaled a harsh breath and turned his head into Finley, clamping his mouth firmly onto the tender skin under his jaw where he knew Finley couldn’t help himself and held it captive with lips and tongue. Just because he knew David’s weaknesses didn’t mean David didn’t know some of his.