"John...I...I'm sorry."
John wanted an explanation, more than anything he wanted and explanation, but it wasn't looking like he was going to get one. Dave was quick to saying sorry, but for some reason he just wasn't coming out with a reason, any real truth behind why he kept this secret from John when he needed to hear it most. He was just so hurt, and...Sad.
However the case, as much as he hated the timing, the issue that was growing in his pants prior was actually beginning to throb and cause a problem. Without giving himself much time to talk himself out of it, he sat back up onto his knees and grabbed Dave by the shoulders, taking a small breath before kissing Dave as if starved of him. Maybe a part of him was. This didn't stop John from involuntarily sending a sob or two into the kiss, though, which he did.
He was beginning to feel alone again, like nothing mattered again, and he still couldn't control anything in his life... Dave was beginning to help that, and now he had nothing. Nothing and no one and he was going to cling to what he HAD while he could. Before it started cutting again and left him for good.
"Ngh." He whimpered, breaking the kiss for just a moment before pressing back in with a slightly more fierce fervor. Shaking, pale hands found their way up Dave's chest, avoiding the scars on his arms for the time being.
Dave could feel his muscles tense up as John's lips pressed against his in a moment of a fiery, angry passion. He was confused by this, was...wasn't John mad at him? He didn't question it again when the second heated kiss arrived.
Dave grabbed John's hips and pulled them against his own, gripping them tightly as if John could somehow slip out of his grip and he very well might.
John panted at Dave's sudden grabbing and willingly melted into it. He couldn't help how much he really, really wanted this. Wanted Dave...
John broke the kiss, a few tears still stinging at his eyes as he did so. "...Just please tell me why you didn't tell me." He whispers, voice raspy and eager to get on with what they had planned. He was so...frankly, horny. He /needed/ SOMETHING, and preferably he wanted Dave, not his hand in the bathroom while Dave does the same in his room while John cries in the bathroom and the rest of their weekend is awkward because John wasn't just understanding and compassionate with Dave and instead went and made it super awkward-
Jesus, John. Take a deep breath, calm your anxiety. Calm...take a deep breath. He does.
Dave's heart sank the moment he realized that John had in fact not dropped the previous issue. The blonde sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "I...I did it because it made me feel something, /anything/." He tried to explain once again.
"I don't really know how to explain it to yo and I'm sorry I didn't say anything...I really am." he muttered, massaging the boy's hips in a circular motion with his thumb.
John sighed, looking up into Dave's red orbs for perhaps anything else that might have been left out of his story. Dave...was his best friend. He really was, there was no one else in the world John could trust more than Dave, even his own father. Not to mention John has to take into consideration that Dave showed John his...deepest, darkest secret. His eyes, which must have meant a great deal to him considering he was having nightmares about John hating him because of this secret...
Finally, the smaller boy made a facial expression akin to a smile and pulled the boy down into a much softer, more loving kiss before murmuring into the kiss. "I am so sorry I wasn't there for you..." He whispered against his lovers lips, bringing his hands up to caress and cascade down Dave's arms and against his cuts. "I want to...Oh gosh Dave I want to help you so much, but I don't have much time to, so..." His hands traveled downwards, just to rest on the boy's waist. "I-I really hope you forgive me and that we can...still..." He trailed off, watching Dave's chest as it inhaled and exhaled air. Dave still seemed rather nervous...at least, his breathing did.
Dave stared into John's eyes and for the first time in a long time he felt so exposed and it didn't feel bad like it had before. He cupped John's cheeks gently and pulled him into a firm kiss. His lips molded to fit against John's well.
It felt so nice to feel his soft lips against his own and it made his heart flutter a little. He pulls away from the kiss and inhaled deeply before giving the smaller boy a grin. The Texan hooked his fingers into the band of john's pants and tugged him a little closer.
"What do you think?"
John's breath hitched in his throat, and the tightness in his pants grew painful.
"Oh G-God, Dave just get these shorts off of me." He breathed finally, leaning back on his back and tugging Dave on top of him. "Jegus- Please just g-get them off-" He pleaded with the blond, the hard-on in his jean shorts becoming unbearable.
Dave inhaled deeply, loving and hating the feeling in his own pants. He fumbled with the fastened button on John's pants. After a lot of trying the pants were undone and Dave tugged them off of John.
He pressed a few kisses to his chest, noting how soft and smooth his chest was. He worked his way down to his hips, licking across one in a teasing manner
John bucked involuntarily upwards into Dave's kiss, feeling even more like a virgin than he had a few cocky minutes prior. It felt foreign and nice, and very arousing. He'd never felt like that before, not even and especially not when he touched himself. "Nnn...Dave your lips feel nice." He whispered, nearly a whimper as he peered up at the blond with lusted over eyes.
Dave smirked against his skin, looking up at the squirming raven haired boy through his lashes. It boosted his confidence to hear John say something like that. He grabbed the hem of his boxers and tugged them off of his body while kissing lower and lower until he was finally kissing the tip of the boy's member.