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[Post "While I appreciate the sentiment, what I need at the moment is practicality more than support."]

Stuart doesn't use the room when David's not in the bar, not even for a catnap. If he's studying, he prefers the low hum of the bar proper, not to mention the convenience of instant tea and food when he wants it, sometimes even before he realizes he wants it.

When David is there, Stuart doesn't intend to do any studying, anyway. He's capable of choosing education over sex, but he prefers not to.

He takes off the satchel (heavy with books--he will study while he's here, just not now) and says as he sits on the bed to untie his shoes, "What were all the scripts for, anyway? Choosing an audition monologue?"


[ooc: Adult content warning.]

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Stuart pulls out his fingers and moves up quickly to kiss David's mouth.

He drips lube on his cock and grasps David's hips. He pushes in slowly, shaking as he tries to keep from pounding into him just yet.

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David clings to him, arms wrapped around Stuart's shoulders. He hooks a leg behind Stuart's back, murmuring encouragements as Stuart pushes into him.

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"God, David," Stuart whispers and kisses his throat. "David, David." He's bottoms out, completely inside him, and pauses a moment to regain his breath. "Ready?"

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David takes a moment to catch his breath as well before nodding and answering softly, "Yes...god, yes."

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Stuart kisses his mouth and starts to thrust, hard, just as he promised.

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David groans, holding tight to Stuart, fingers digging into his shoulders again.

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Stuart kisses his lips, his shoulders, his throat.

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"Stuart, Stuart," David murmurs, his hand sliding up the back of Stuart's neck.

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His hips never slow, but Stuart looks into David's eyes and his hand frames David's face. His grunts are low in his throat.

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David's fingers curl into Stuart's hair, and his free hand slides down to grip Stuart's ass as he moves in time to the thrusts.

[pushtheboatout]

Stuart reaches between them to wraps his fingers around David's cock again.



[ooc: Gotta sleep. Pause?]

[smallgayjew]

"Yes, fuck...fuck, Stuart." David's hips buck into Stuart's grip.


[ooc: Sure thing. Night!]

[pushtheboatout]

Stuart grins and kisses him teasingly.

[smallgayjew]

David whines softly, pulling him closer to kiss him firmly.

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Stuart cups the back of David's head in his palm, kisses him, strokes him, all the while fucking him deep.

[smallgayjew]

David groans into the kiss, fingers twisting in Stuart's hair, his toes curling.

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"C'mon, sweetheart," Stuart whispers against his lips. "C'mon, baby."

[smallgayjew]

David's back arches, and he cries out softly as he comes.

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"Oh, you're beautiful," Stuart whispers, his hand slowing to gently stroke David through his orgasm. "So beautiful, David."

[smallgayjew]

David whimpers, still clinging to Stuart.

[pushtheboatout]

Stuart kisses him and then wraps his arms under David's shoulders. He starts fucking him hard and fast, his groans rough, so close to finishing he can taste it.

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David buries his face in Stuart's neck, kissing and nipping lightly. "That's it, love...please. Please, I want you to come in me."

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Stuart groans, "God, David," as he comes, his fingers digging into David's shoulders, his body shaking all over. He slumps against David and gulps for breath.

"Oh, fuck," he whispers with a sleepy smile.

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David curls his arms around Stuart, fingers sliding through his hair. "Mmm, yes."

[pushtheboatout]

Stuart brushes his fingers over David's forehead. He didn't expect tenderness in a relationship with another man, and he didn't expect to feel it, either.

But he does. He likes it.