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RESIDENCE ✦ Jackdaw Ranch
GEMBOND ✦ Sapphire
Dear Evan Hansen, we've been way too out of touch.
Things have been crazy and it sucks that we don't talk that much.

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[The music gets louder or closer as Connor gags around his cock, depending on how Dirk might interpret it. He’s not super aware of how other people perceive what’s effectively an externalization of his inner feelings, other than the fact that they can hear it, and sometimes that’s really not what he wants. That’s the sort of thing he never thinks to ask because of how intuitive his powers are to him. Connor shifts again, bringing his free hand up to rest on Dirk's knee. He’s being a little petulant about being told no, but that attitude usually gets him what he actually wants in situations like this.

At least it has in the past. He likes being pushy, goading other people into doing the things he wants. It’s the part of him that likes being in control, the part that is constantly trying to game a situation to get the outcome he wants. Here he’s not sure what the endgame is, honestly. Well, no. The long-term endgame is to figure out how to get Dirk to fuck him. The current endgame, the more immediate one, is still kind of a mystery. He didn’t really have a plan when he sunk to his knees, just a kind of hazy thirst for dick.

He makes a quiet noise, shifting again. Apparently, his solution to being uncomfortably hard and not being allowed to touch himself is being slightly squirmy. So enjoy that, Dirk.]

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[ a little louder, a little closer. best of both worlds. dirk doesn't have quite such an easy tell, at least, because having a tell like that would send him into agonizing anxiety over it. as it is, he hates the tells he does have, however mild.

he can't imagine how connor deals, but he seems to well enough. well, aside from some of the obvious problem causing he does.

when connor squirms though, dirk's foot presses down harder on connor's thigh and he clicks his tongue in a way that's sure to be infuriating. ]

Stop squirming.

[ his grip on his hair tightens in warning. ]