[Dave, who by no means is a fragile or frail person, is suddenly very aware of how solid Connor is in this position. Maybe it's because he feels more real, because it's become more real.
At least physically. Mentally, Dave's lost in a sauce of sad escapism and complicated attraction and a dangerous curiosity. A soft hum escapes him and he immediately feels guilty about how much he obviously enjoys it.
Connor breaks the kiss and Dave looks down and away again, drawing his bottom lip into his mouth before he breathes out a sigh and looks up at Connor.]
I can't. [His hand tightens on Connor's shirt, then loosens.]
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At least physically. Mentally, Dave's lost in a sauce of sad escapism and complicated attraction and a dangerous curiosity. A soft hum escapes him and he immediately feels guilty about how much he obviously enjoys it.
Connor breaks the kiss and Dave looks down and away again, drawing his bottom lip into his mouth before he breathes out a sigh and looks up at Connor.]
I can't. [His hand tightens on Connor's shirt, then loosens.]
I can't do this. I don't want to do this to you.