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Even after Dirk had gripped harder, another pang of arousal hit Dave at his brother’s command. He paused a few moments before looking up at him again, his eyes half lidded from the pleasure.
He was definitely hard. His erection pressing uncomfortably against his jeans. Dave moved his hand up, lightly palming against the elder’s crotch.
He trembled slightly as his lips parted to allow more air. Dave’s eyes slipped shut again for just a moment, but he managed to force them back open.
Again he gave Dirk’s thigh a tap, a light smile on his features.
Dave continued to stare up at him, eyes only partly visible, but that didn't bother Dirk. The view was impeccable. In fact, he wondered if this was real or if it was just a part of his imagination. Maybe he was dreaming right now; some fucked up dream about choking his brother. The thought startled him, eyebrows furrowing for a split second.
But... no. The pulse beneath his tensed fingers and sudden pressure between his legs assured him that this was definitely happening.
Another tap and he responded, actually exerting force this time. He pressed his thumb into the right spot that would cut off the airway completely and waited, watching him with a steady gaze.
Dave tried to press into the kiss a bit more, but then he felt his brother’s hand on his throat. He inhaled sharply right before the elder began applying pressure. Dave’s hands gripped lightly on his brother’s thighs as he arched his back a bit.
He couldn’t think straight— thoughts of ‘oh god please harder’ running through his mind, but he didn’t want to give in so soon. He stayed like that, enjoying the feeling of his brother’s hand slowly choking him.
He tried to keep his eyes on Dirk, but they ended up slipping shut, the slight pleasure driving him mad. He ended up lightly batting at DIrk’s thigh just once, swallowing hard immediately after.
He almost let out a choked ‘please’, but luckily for him he managed to keep that down.
While he sat, hands around his younger brothers throat, Dirk stared straight into his eyes. The crimson was mesmerizing. Not to mention, it was a good way to gauge Dave's emotions. So far, he was fairly certain that the blonde was holding back, but he would push it. Not until he felt that tap. After all, safety with these kinds of things was his number one concern. He hurt the younger boy in strifes enough - he didn't need another thing to stress about.
But those eyes slid shut and not too far after, he felt the tap against his leg. He responded almost immediately, grip tightening and fingers curling in a bit more. It was enough pressure so that even if he tried, Dave wouldn't be able to talk.
"Look at me."
The command was just as quiet as before, but that didn't mean it was devoid of authority. Dirk had known for a long time that he had a thing for dominating someone. He guess it came with the territory.
Dave licks his lips, his eyes trained on Dirk’s face for a few more moments before he looks down, lightly tugging on the other’s pants.Â
His heart is beating really fast by now, and he glances back up to DIrk’s face, a small smile on his features. And then he leans his head back a bit, only an inch or two, and exposes his throat to Dirk.
His brother’s hand is moving too slow for him, the excitement that he was going to do it at all was starting to really get to Dave.
"…Please.."Â
It wasn’t much to make his brother hurry, but Dave let out a little whine afterwards, gripping Dirk’s thighs as he swallowed hard.
Patient as ever, Dirk simply watches the younger Strider, liking the way his eyelashes look from this angle. In fact, he just likes looking at the others facial structure in general. It's symmetrical and shit, those eyes every time he glances up...
A few seconds later and suddenly Dave's throat is exposed to him, a bit more so than before. He obliges, though he doesn't really pick up his pace, always taking his time with things like this. Slowly, so slowly, he leans over a bit, so he's closer to Dave. From this angle, he can connect their lips in a kiss that is more of just their lips brushing together. His fingers find their way around Dave's throat, lingering in a slack grip before they tighten.
He pulls away from the kiss, staring down at Dave as he slowly increases the pressure.
"Tap once for more, twice to stop." His instructions are spoken quietly, but hold no room for argument.
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Oh. Great.
The parentals arrive early tomorrow morning.
I can find things you love.
why would you though
School is important. Hard facts of life.
nope cant find me
I can find things you love.
God dammit.
whoops
Whoops - more like whooping your ass. Don't hide, lil' man. 'Aint nowhere you go that I won't find you and lay down the biggest annihilation of your life.
i havent been to school in like a monthÂ
God dammit.
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[Thinking of putting up and open starter for anyone to reply to and also, I made a Roxy roleplay blog.
It's very nsfw, though, but I still would love people to come and talk to her? The link is here.]
Dave lets out a light hum at his brother’s touches, keeping his eyes trained on DIrk’s face.
"I want you to."
Dave swallowed hard, moving his hands to the zipper of Dirk’s pants. Slowly, he undid the button— and the zipper— biting his lip. His eyes trailed down to his brother’s crotch, and he moved himself so that he was closer, kneeling in between his brother’s thighs.
He forced his eyes back up, looking along Dirk’s features. He wanted to kiss him, but they weren’t close enough for that.Â
"As long as you’re okay with it."
The confirmation sends another shiver down Dirk's spine - though this time it's a bit more impressive than the last. He gets a brief mental image of how Dave might look with his skin stained red and eyes wide from the asphyxiation and half of him is so incredibly turned on that he licks his lips. The other half of him wonders if he watched too many animes where people died as a teenager.
Might explain a lot.
But right now, he isn't thinking about anime. He's thinking about the fact that his younger brother's slightly smaller hands are unzipping his jeans. Correction, on the ground in a kneeling position and undoing his jeans. It's kind of nervewracking.
"I'm more than." He replies, pleased that his voice didn't waver. It rarely does, but it always happens at the worst of times. Absently, his fingers comb through Dave's hair again, moving at a snails pace.
Might have a broken finger.
Potentially.
Dirk’s fingers tracing on Dave’s neck earns the older of the two a sharp inhale and a tremor. Crimson eyes open once again, staring up at Dirk. He waits for a few moments before licking his lips and swallowing hard.
"Are you going to choke me?"
He’s blunt, genuinely wanting to know if his big brother is going to help him find out if being choked is something he likes. He bites his lip lightly, his eyes trailing down to Dirk’s hand.
His own hands begin running along the elder’s thighs, rubbing lightly. His gaze raises back up to Dirk’s face, and he wishes he wore his shades for this. His brother has his on, and Dave feels so exposed.
His own orange hues follow the brief flicker of tongue that runs across Dave's lips, eyes focusing on his well shaped mouth before he lets them wander back to those crimson eyes. He wonders if Dave knows how pretty his eyes are. Especially when he looks up from this angle and his pale lashes flesh out, goddamn, this is a good view.
"Only if you want me to."
That's his response verbally, but he allows his fingertips to dip once more, a bit closer to the middle of Dave's neck. He just caressing at this point, reveling in the soft skin. His thumb brushes featherlight over the younger boy's adams apple, testing the waters. He kind of doubts that Dave did it correctly and that concerns him because the last thing he wants is for Dave to hurt himself somehow. Besides, it's better when someone else does it for you.
And there is no way in hell he's letting some random guy choke his little brother.
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Dave smiles lightly at Dirk, all that pain from being ignored just, washing away. He stayed like that for a few minutes before he leaned down and placed a light kiss to Dirk’s forehead.
This is why he’s never told his big brother about his feelings for him. Things— this would change. He never wanted these moments to be different. They were already perfect.
"It’s alright Dirk."
He mumbled the words against the elder’s skin before he moved, taking his hand away from the older’s shoulder. Dave kneeled down in front of him, lying his head on Dirk’s lap. His eyes were shut now, and he lightly placed his hands on the other’s knees.
"Everything’s fine. I promise."
He's glad, for the millionth time in his life, that Dave understands. Understands that even though Dirk doesn't say it - can't say it - he does love him back. Intensely.
The light kiss brings a flicker of a smile and he watches as the younger kneeled, suddenly on his knees, head resting. Thin fingers comb through his blonde hair on impulse, pushing it back for just a moment before letting it go again, studying him through the tint of sunglasses.
"Okay."
Again, with the short answers, but there is always a tone that tells how Dirk is really feeling. And right now, he feels fine. Assured. So he's quiet. Absently, his fingertips brush down, tracing the outline of Dave's jaw, down his neckline. It's all just experimental and second-nature.
Dave paused for a moment, glancing longingly to the pizza. But he didn’t come in here just for the pizza, Dave never goes back on his deals. Except for that one time in second grade, but Jimmy deserved to get in trouble, he stole Dave’s crayons.
But this isn’t Overland Park and Dirk isn’t a six year old with dumb glasses and mixmatched socks. Dave slowly walked over to his brother, lightly putting his hand on the elder’s shoulder.
"Yeah, I can see that. Not blind."
Truth be told, he was still kind of hurt about the older Strider pretending he didn’t give Dave a handjob- but Dave guesses Dirk has his reasons.Â
Dirk watched every step Dave took into the room and didn't move much, aside from pushing his glasses up on his nose as he waited. The touch to his shoulder was kind of nice and he relaxed a bit, previously tense muscles easing up. He wondered and second-guessed why there was a part of his brain that was so opposed to admitting that there was something between himself and Dave.
"Sorry."
It's an offhanded reply that anyone else listening would assume pertained to the pizza sitting across the room. But that's not the case. That sorry holds a bit more meaning. He's just... sorry. Sorry that he has brain junk and sorry that things didn't make more sense.
To emphasize his point, he raises his own hand and rests it on top of Dave's, calloused fingers resting against smooth skin.
