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daverose resurgence contribution
time wont take the ache away this time

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it's summertime singing al green in your car heading to a party and the night air feels alive
thoughts on daverose and do you have any daverose art
oh hell yeah
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she didn't even really start to ask for his soul yet, dave was already saying "bet" and signing the contract.
Daverose out on a nice innocent dinner date except Rose has taken off a shoe and is gliding her stocking-covered foot up under Dave's pants leg across from her. White-knuckling the table while Rose is gripping her toes around the cock straining in his tight jeans. She finds him positively adorable when he's trying to hold himself back and keep his breathing normal. At first, Dave's giving frantic but more-or-less subtle shakes of his head when Rose is rubbing on him under the tablecloth without a care for the way it tests Dave's ability to keep his voice level to the wait staff.
Over the course of the evening, she works him up with come-and-go presses that instead have him whining lowly when she moves away. His cock is weeping so much precome that Rose can feel a traitorous little wet spot even through his pants and her stockings. With that, Dave's fucked, because now Rose is much more exacting with how she strokes along the length of him rather than performing more directionless groping. Slickness spreads and smooths the glide of the otherwise rough layers of fabric, eliminating the edge of unpleasantness that kept him somewhat tethered to Earth. Dave is at the complete mercy of Rose's pace; if he moves his hips, the jig is up.
He tries to hide when he's close, hopes Rose will underestimate how keyed up he is, but he's always so obvious. He keeps pressing his thighs together to try to grip Rose's leg, which is exactly when she chooses to relinquish her touch. At this point, Dave's hunched over his barely-touched food and panting and dizzy with how his pulse hammers in time with the just-not-enough tingling throb of his arousal.
He's such a mess that someone comes over and asks if he's alright. Merciless, Rose says nothing. Instead, she extends her toes and grinds the curving ball of her foot in tiny movements right at the head of Dave's cock. He can only hope that his pathetic, punched-out whine sells the excuse of being a little nauseous.
As soon as they're left alone again—as alone as they can be in a public restaurant—Rose cocks an eyebrow, smirks at him, and once more lets up the pressure. But Dave can't take it anymore, and the last of his restraint snaps. His hand snakes under the table to grip Rose's ankle before she can move it out of reach, frantically rubbing at himself with her sole. He comes hard enough that a little spurt lands on the fabric around Rose's toes. He's too caught up in the firecracker sparks of orgasm to panic about what will be a very visible mess. He trembles through it, toes curling hard enough to cramp, and he has to slap his other hand against his mouth to keep from letting out gasping moans. He's so lightheaded that time slips from him, internal clock skipping ahead a heartbeat or two.
He opens eyes that he had screwed shut without his notice. Although Rose's expression is as smugly placid as ever, Dave swears that he spots a blush high on her cheeks and reddening the upper shell of her ear.
(Also i need you to know that this is the one blog i get notifs for bc i love seein all the confessions... this is my humble contribution. Be fed, my comrades.)
UH. *runs away*
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But he who dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose
- anne bronte
stris + londes rando sketch while I prolong my bedtime
Obviously blonde4blonde ships are fucked up and scary, but it's important to remember that fiction isn't reality. Many people enjoy things in fiction that would be fucked up irl, and writing blonde4blonde ships doesn't inherently mean that someone is actually okay with two blonde people dating in real life.
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Alpha Rose who gets mean¶noid when she drinks y/n??
i wonder if we could have the same dream