pushtheboatout | (no subject)

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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 slowly slides down Stuart's body, dropping kisses as he goes.

[ooc: Running out for a bit, be back later. :)]

Stuart moans, his eyes closed.

[ooc: Kaykay!]

David moves slowly, lips and teeth and tongue dragging over Stuart's skin.

Stuart swallows hard, his chest hitching.

David smiles up at him nervously, nibbling along his hip as he reaches for the lube.

Watching David through half-closed eyes, Stuart shifts and opens his legs.

David pushes himself up on his elbows and squeezes some lube onto his fingers, watching Stuart's face as he carefully slicks his hole.

Stuart gasps and his muscles clench a moment.

"Sorry," he says with a sheepish smile. "It's a bit--cold."

David nods, laughing softly. "Yes, sorry." His fingers keep moving, warming up the lube.

"Mm," Stuart murmurs as he relaxes.

David leans up a bit to drag his tongue up Stuart's cock as he carefully pushes a finger into him.

Stuart groans and grabs the nearest pillow, twisting it in his fist.

"All right?" David murmurs, not waiting for an answer before taking Stuart's cock into his mouth.

"Jee-zus," is all the answer Stuart can get out.

David takes that as a good sign, his mouth sliding down Stuart's length as he carefully works in a second finger, moving slowly, trying to be aware of Stuart's reactions.

Stuart's muscles clench around his fingers; his cock throbs against David's lips.

David carefully moves his fingers, twisting and thrusting them slowly, curling them to find that spot inside that always feels so good.

Stuart jerks when David finds it, exhaling a soft, "Fuck, yes."

David smiles, slowly pulling his mouth off as his fingers move, methodically stretching him.

"Oh, David," Stuart groans, and he smiles. "Oh, David."

David kisses the tip of his cock. "You're so beautiful right now, love."

Stuart chuckles throatily.

David takes just the tip into his mouth, his fingers thrusting and twisting slowly.

Stuart's hand grips David's shoulder restlessly.

"I think--I think I'm ready for more."

Nodding, David carefully pushes in another finger, his breath coming a bit faster as he watches Stuart.