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

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

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

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

David whimpers, still clinging to Stuart.

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.

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."

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.

Edited 2012-07-14 20:04 (UTC)

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

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.

David hums softly, smiling up at Stuart. He hadn't expected tenderness from Dakin, but he's quite glad he's got it with Stuart.

Stuart said softly, his fingers travelling over David's face, "You know, when you come, your eyes get so ... trusting. I love seeing it."

David blushes a bit. "Do they?"

"Yeah." His fingertips dance along David's jawline. "You have a tendency to look at me warily. It's nice to see you believe in me now and again."

"I...I do believe in you," David says, not entirely convincingly.

Stuart kisses his eyelids. "Hmm-mm."

David sighs softly. "Well...I'm trying, aren't I?"

"Yeah," Stuart murmurs. "You are."

He kisses along his jaw.

David hums again, tilting his head to the side.

Stuart chuckles and kisses down his neck. The joint at his shoulder gets a nip.

David laughs softly, fingers sliding down the back of Stuart's neck.

"I do love you," he says quietly.

"I know," Stuart whispers, lips against David's neck. "I love you too."

David nuzzles along Stuart's hairline.

Stuart moves onto his side, his arm across David's chest.

David shifts to face him, reaching up to trail his fingers down Stuart's face. "You're so lovely like this."