#SOFT GAVIN

[ingravinoveritas]

Michael and David are "so strong and so real and true." This is fine. I'm fine...

[huyandere]

happy anniversary to klapollo first meeting here's my artistic depiction of what i think happened shortly after

[whumpypepsigal]

La Brea s03e03: “You've been out for hours.”

[u3pxx]

⛅

[gavin-reed-is-gay]

I love how reed900 started as karma for Gavin’s actions against Connor and now it’s “they’re soulmates, they love each other, they have a beautiful spring wedding and spend the rest of their lives together with their ten adopted cats”

[artsylizzy82]

Kristoph Gavin 💜 💙 ✨️

[gingerjolover]

all about you, darling - katie gavin x fem!reader

synopsis: katie gives her gf a lil valentine's night treat<3 she's so kind

word count: i lowkey stopped counting soz

g's notes: oh heyyyy

warnings: RPF, SMUT, guys...this is just...porn w half a plot, afab reader, thigh stuff, katie being a hottie, dom!katie, light degrading? light mocking, praise, pet names (good girl, peach, etc.), ummmm, no fundamental physical descriptors besides hair that can be tucked behind ear?

Katie's hand rests in the small of your back, pushing your forward slightly in front of her and out of the restaurant. LA is chilly, but suffocatingly humid from the crowds of people out on valentine's excursions. Thankfully, the stars aligned and Katie had found a close parking spot, her hand moving to yours, loafer-clad feet stepping next to yours in time as you both make your way back to the car.

Her slender fingers, soft and decorated in rings intertwine with yours, thumb rubbing your own tenderly as you both walk. Wearing similar outfits, a dress/tights/dress shoe combo, Katie smiles cheekily as your opposite hand pushes down the hem of your dress as the wind flirts with the fabric.

"Thank you baby," you smile at her softly, moving closer together as you turn down a side street, heading towards the parking lot.

Katie turns to look at you, gently pushing you towards the inside of the sidewalk as you move to cross the street, smiling gently. "Of course, anything for you," she says, her tone flirty.

Katie had gone out of her way to get a reservation at a restaurant that was high in demand due to its inclusive menu and cute aesthetic, a feat she had planned months in advance as soon as you expressed interest. She leans in, kissing your cheek softly as she breathes out a contented sigh. "Thank you for today," she says gratefully.

Since Katie decided to handle the "date night" portion of Valentine's, you had planned a day around Katie's interests and wishes. After waking her with breakfast in bed, you spent the morning pleasuring her tenderly, soft and slow in the early morning light. Then you ran her a bath, letting her soak in warm, lavender scented water followed by a few hours in the garden, lounging in the house doing crafts, and running a few errands. A quick make out session in the kitchen was succeeded by hair and makeup, complementary outfits, and a movie of your choice before Katie drove you to dinner.

"Did you have fun?" you ask, her hand sliding around her waist.

"Mhm, best day ever," she sighs, soaking in the afterglow of it all, basking in the alone time with you as you both decompress from dinner.

"I'm glad, you deserve it," you smile thoughtfully, leaning your head on her shoulder as you walk together, cuddling into each other's sides.

“You did so much for me today.” Katie says, her voice breaking a little bit, she has to clear her throat a little as tears well up in her eyes, trying her best to keep herself together, continuing on quietly for another moment before speaking again.

You stop Katie in the middle of the sidewalk, pushing a piece of her velvety red hair behind her ear, stroking her cheek softly. "You always do a lot for me babe," you murmur, leaning into kiss her gently.

Katie meets your lips, pressing softly, her free hand reaching up and behind your head to pull you in closer, bodies pressing against each other. The soft kiss turns deeper, more passionate as your lips separate, breathing into each others mouths softly, looking into the other's eyes, neither willing to look away.

Your eyes twinkle as you lean in again, Katie giggles gently, kissing you again before she pulls away, smiling. She squeezes your hip before grabbing your hand and leaning in to kiss you cheek, looking down at the ground for a moment, and then up at you again. "Are you ready to head home babe?"

“Mhm,” you hum, letting her lead you to the parked car, her smile cocky beyond belied. She opens the passenger door for you, gesturing you in. Once she settles, she leans over the middle console for a kiss, her hand on the back of your neck, the other on your knee.

“Mhm,” you moan softly, Katie’s tongue moving like she's trying to memorize the inside of your mouth. Katie pulls away for a moment to breathe, her hand moving to cup your jaw before she dives in again, her tongue searching for every inch of the space within your mouth, enjoying how it tastes, how it feels, wanting to feel close to you. Your chests practically pressed against each other, breath heavy, as you continue to kiss, hands sliding along each other's bodies like horny teenagers.

“Wanna feel you baby,” you whimper softly.

Katie's stomach flutters with butterflies hearing your words, she smiles excitedly, stroking your hair back, her eyes filling with dominance. "I would absolutely love to feel you baby. Let's head home then?"

Katie drives home, letting out soft, excited giggles as she rubs her thumb against your thigh, pushing your leg open gently to tease between your legs. You don't feel like Katie was speeding but before you know it, you're home. Half-ass greetings to your sweet dog and cat who lay asleep on the couch, not bothering to turn any lights on. Katie leads the way to your bedroom, just walking to the bed and sitting down, patting her lap for you to come over to her, sticking one thigh out.

She manspreads slightly, dress riding up her thigh as she holds her hands out for you. She waits for you to stand between her legs as she helps you pull down your tights, flinging them across the room with your panties.

Katie sighs, feeling the warmth and dampness from between your legs. "That's it," she murmurs as you situate yourself on her thigh, her hands moving to your hips. "Good girl, didn't even have to ask you this time, eh?" Katie teases, her hand moving to lift the hem of your dress lightly.

"Go on then, you just gonna sit here?" she smirks, her index finger traces your face tenderly, before her thumb starts tracing your lips, pushing it into your mouth. You moan softly, her other hand tapping your hip, wanting you to start moving.

Katie smirks, giggling as your jaw drops slightly, her thumb hanging out as you start to buck your hips, the texture of her tights against your clit causing you to tilt your head back, tiny whines escaping your mouth as she pulls her thumb out, dragging the wet digit down your neck, her hand settling on your throat.

"Look at me," she whispers, hand just resting on your neck, not squeezing. Your eyes shift to hers, already unfocused and dazed, too fucked out for how little she's touched you. "Good girl," she murmurs, flexing her thigh gently.

The feeling of Katie's fingers gripping your throat causes you to melt, whimpering in satisfaction, letting your head tilt further back, enjoying the feeling of Katie's fingers rubbing your skin. With Katie guiding you, your hips move back and forth, back arching slightly, neck tilting back further, legs tightening around Katie's thighs.

"Kay...please, I-," you whine. Katie laughs, her hand loosening it's grip as they move back to your hips, her fingers digging into your sides, rocking your hips back and forth diligently. "Beg nicely and I'll give you whatever you want," she smiles mischievously.

“I need more,” you whimper desperately.

Katie, satisfied with the desperate bucking of your hips, you panting like you're in heat, moves her hand to push your hair out of your eyes, running her nails along your scalp, her fingers lifting the hair from the sweaty nape of your neck.

Katie's tone full of teasing and condescension, her tender caress of your hair turns into tugs at your scalp "Is that all you have for me baby? A few whimpers and a whine? You can do better than that. Beg better."

“Pl-please, need more,” you choke out desperately, doe eyes looking to Katie’s narrow and dominant ones.

Katie's eyes light up with excitement at your begging (your half-ass attempt anyway), her lips curling up in a smug little smile, enjoying how you sound and look. "Better, but do better. Tell me what you need from me. Tell me what you have to have."

Your hips grind onto Katie's thigh deeper, desperate for relief.

Katie's smirk grows a bit wider at seeing your desperation, her voice becoming more demanding as she leans in for another kiss, placing her hands more on your hips as they guide you to bounce your hips against her thighs. One hand between your legs, thumb nestling against your clit.

Katie pulls away for a moment to breathe, her body shaking from both the sensation you on her thigh and from seeing the desperation in your eyes. "Good girl, such a good girl. Keep moving for me. Keep going."

You groan, cheek dropping to Katie’s shoulder as your hips move, losing rhythm as her thumb moves quickly against your clit.

Katie smiles, watching with satisfaction as your cheek flushes, sweaty skin pressed against her, both of you seemingly fully clothed but falling apart on top of her. The only sounds heard are your heavy breathing, and the sounds of your arousal between your thighs. "Just like that baby...just like that, you're fucking soaked."

You grunt with each movement, Katie's hand patting your butt gently as you adjust your angle.

Katie continues to stroke your ass, teasing you with gentle kisses on your cheeks and jaw. "Oh you're getting soooo close...such a good girl."

The sensations are almost too much. Between Katie's praise and her fingers digging into your skin, her hand between your thighs, you shake and shudder, losing rhythm quickly.

"Such a good girl, you'll have what you want in just a moment. Cum f'me peach, that's it, that's my girl..." Katie whispers talking you through your orgasm. Your forehead dropping onto hers, arms around her shoulders as you breathe, its almost overwhelming her thumb doesn't stop teasing you.

"It's too much," you mumble softly.

"Too much?" she asks condescendingly, removing her thumb and sucking it softly.

You can only nod. The rest is a blur, it could've been an hour or ten minutes but now you lay on Katie's chest, face clean and bare as you lay with Katie. Her fingers gently teasing between your legs, her other hand rubbing your back.

"You up for a round 2? I barely got to touch you," Katie teases, pushing your hair behind your ear, kissing your cheekbone.

"You want more?" you ask, eyes half opened as you peek up at Katie.

"Didn't even get to taste you peach, that's a crime," Katie giggles.

"Just need a nap, then I'm good," you mumble, flushing with embarrassment.

"Good, when you're rested its gonna be all about you, darling," she says definitively, smacking a kiss to your cheek. "You're so cute," Katie mumbles, leaning down to kiss your lips softly.

"I love you," you murmur against her lips.

"and I love you," she respond softly. "Happy Valentine's Day."

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welp.... how y'all doin ig

[squiddosss]

HI LANCEY !!

if youre still taking doodle requests then may i ask for (to no one’s surprise) uhhh castlelair or brisobel or cottage trio or anything you want thats even vaguely aouv

i finally finished finals yayayyyy

also hows life and break going?

HI NOL! have some castlelair… and expect brisobel and cottage trio content in the near future!

ALSO CONGRATS ON FINISHING FINALS! break is awesome despite me refusing to sleep

[dizzy-n-busy]

[can (and most likely will) contain SOME poly hcs!]

« D.A.M.N Crew headcanons »

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Dams lips get dry quickly, as well as his skin - mostly durin colder months - and has a life time supply of lip balm (cool mint or classic cherry) and moisturizers (coco butter or coconut)

Completely unrelated to Dams; Hux's moms make homemade lip balm and moisturizers !! Literally from their backyard !!

Lasky has a bad center of gravity and sometimes gets himself stuck in whirlwinds when he practices his magic

Gav likes messing/doing the other's hair, he finds it therapeutic

Dams is into nail care for some reason (he feels like he has to be prim n' proper)

FL is multilingual !! Fluent in many languages and tends to switch between them frequently (esp. when stressed)

Since Lasky and FL are human-born I feel like they're genetically smaller than the other three (or those three are jus too damn big)

Gav = Princess peach, Dams = Bowser, FL = Toad(/mario/daisy?), Lasky = Shy guy(/mario) & Hux = Luigi; argue w/ the wall

Dams and Lasky can't hold their liquor, FL and Hux have a higher tolerance and Gav barely gets drunk at all

Dams wears (short) shorts a lot bc he's worried abt burnin anything longer (almost exclusively worn indoors)

Hux likes massages, esp back and scalp ones

FL is strong enough to carry all the boys at least a lil bit (Dams = firemen carry, Lasky = bridal/over the shoulder carry, Gav = koala carry & Hux = at least an inch off the ground)

Gav prolly smells like roses or eucalyptus

Hux's moms house has this SUPER big window-esque wall that opens up into the forest (in their livingroom)

(kinda poly?) FL likes cuddling Hux on his lap, laying on Dams side/next to him, resting their leg across Laskys lap and cuddling Gavs stomach

FL and Gav have convinced Hux that cropped shirts and tight/short shorts are good workout gear (they were right)

Hux has the cutest pout and head tilt

Lasky has the most ADORABLE doe-shaped eyes

Dams likes running his nails across the others backs/skin

FL ass is ALWAYS late, to literally everything - Dams: come at 10:30, FL: 1:03, got it!

Gavs eyes can glow in the dark, bc I said so

The D.A.M.N crew have matching pjs and sometimes do sleepovers

[Bouns! Coworker is invited!!]

Certified hair ruffler, no one is safe

They were relatively nervous at first but it immediately dissipated when FL and Gav asked them if they were their babysitter - free my man Dams

Hux also said they smelled like lavender and fresh laundry

Dams is the 'imma whoop yer ass if yer lil asses don't sit down' type parent and Coworker is the 'settle down guys yer stressin out ma' type parent

ALWAYS brings food, they got snacks on deck too (they needa make sure their bbys are fed)

Naturally colder body temp, scares the crew sometimes when initiating contact (in a good way)

Effusive praiser, it can't be escaped

Psych major idc

Everyone cuddles/leans on Coworker once they got into the crew shenanigans

Coworker = Yoshi (/Rosalina)

Dams #2 fav (they get mani/pedis w/by him)

Huxs fav scalp massager (esp if they grow out their nails)

Gavs #2 fav therapist (/j /lh)

FLs fav advice giver (or date idea giver)

Laskys fav (of all time)

They cried when they got their friendship bracelet and matching pj set (either in front of them or on call w/ Lasky)

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[the-star-fallen-from-dreams]

Headcannon that freelancer is an insomniac but it’s been getting better thanks to Caelum and Gavin’s help; and that’s because before they all lived together freelancer used to just pop into bed and pray to fall asleep and then get up and do other stuff if that didn’t work (seen in the Caelum sleep audio). But now they have a 25 step night time sleep routine that Gavin and Caelum have helped them develop for their health that involved yoga and sleepy time tea and classics music.

[j1998v]

DOMESTIC REED900

[connorboyyy]

Just uploaded the next chapter of my human au 🎉

It’s so funny writing Gavin having a cat cause as a person he’s just like:

And then his cat is like:

[vind3miat0r]

confession!Gavin you will always have my heart

[mothlingmeg]

Look to the heart of the issues

Arteries showing through tissue

You say you, say you got Got thick skin, but I see See through your, your organs

[izzuku]

Redacted Headcanons 2

(here they come) fluff + suggestive + sad

Don't take them too seriously if you don't like them please.

- Lasko has stretch marks, specially over his stomach and thighs because of anxiety (he gains and loses weight really fast and constantly)

- Gavin has top scars: he could get rid of them but he likes them because it reminds him of who he wants to be.

- David lost once in a game and was dared to put on a maid dress. He never did it again (much to Angel's dismay)

- Gavin will always leave some kind of mark on Freelancer, specially hickeys. At least one and always visible.

- When Tank has a nightmare, they usually mutter things and almost instantly wrap around Sam's arm for comfort.

- Damien and Huxley have a lot of matching things, from necklaces to rings, clothes, hats. They even have matching colored nails.

- Caelum likes to teach Gavin how to play Minecraft and even have a cooperative world with different rooms for the three of them fully decorated.

- Lasko, Guy and Asher secretly love when you push them against a wall to shut them up with a kiss. Doesn't matter your height, if you put enough force to make them stumble back, they're yours fr.

- The morning after, Sam has woken up to several bite marks and scratches from Darlin' all over his body and has he tried to cover them up. It didn't work.

- Aaron had to learn a variety of languages because of work and one of them is Korean, the thing is Smartass doesn't know why it turns them on hearing him.

- If any of the D.A.M.N crew had tattoos, Caelum would definitely use markers to paint on the designs.

- Gavin and Freelancer have had matching hair color at least once.

- Whenever Sweetheart has an anxiety attack/panic attack they unconsciously cloak so they have enough room for their emotions.

- If Cutie feels like they've stepped over boundaries with their partner, Geordie will always find them on the same bench of a park nearby, just looking around trying to make a good apology.

- Elliot likes to take pictures of Sunshine at the 'golden hour' because he says it matches their nickname.

- Avior and Starlight deal with the whole 'Hell' situation by taking care of lots of plants. They sit with a cup of coffee and talk with some soft music in the background, it gives them the sense of normalcy they craved back then.

- Sam has a special plaid shirt that he always gives Darlin' when they need comfort. Then he sees a sleepy wolf hanging around the house with just that shirt and underwear on.

- David, Darlin', Milo and Asher have definitely slept shifted like a pile of wolfs and it was surprisingly comfortable.

- Damien has dreamed several times about getting married.

- Sam and Angel have lots of secretly taken photos of David and Darlin' being cute in their wolf forms that only they can see.

- Guy has definitely tried playing Twister while drunk but constantly fell over Honey who was just trying to pass through the living room.

- Before Lasko having a listener, Freelancer and Gavin would always leave clean clothes for him the next morning, a cup of coffee and a goodbye kiss for the day.

- Deviant is always being showered in praise of their body. Gavin can always tell when they're not feeling themselves and is quick to barge in with the sweetest and most genuine comments.

- Vincent was that one loud ass kid that would always cry if another kid took away the toy he was playing with.

- Babe is always accompanied by Asher whenever they have to use an elevator. Since the first time it eases them to know they're together just like when they first met.

I think that's it for today hope you enjoyed babes

[dominimoonbeam]

Lonely Hearts Club - 4

MDNI. Nothing I do is kid friendly.

The DAVINSHER fic continues with some sweet sweet aftercare I didn't know needed to happen but here we are? Honestly, I feel like I'm just reading this fic as I type it. These characters are going to do what they do and I looooooove putting them in situations!!

David/Gavin/Asher

on ao3 to read it from the start. <3

tags: coffee shop au, non-magical au, casual sex that's not nearly as casual as everyone is pretending, aftercare

Lonely Hearts Club - 4

Asher was shaky and wrung out in a way he hadn’t been in years. Maybe ever. His head was…quiet, and that energy that seemed to always be bundled inside of him, bouncing his knee or strumming his fingers, was spent. He was still face down on the big bed. He knew he needed to get up, roll off the damn bed and find the bathroom to clean up, but he couldn’t quite convince his limbs.

The mattress dipped when Gavin came back. Asher opened his eyes, surprised how close he’d been to passing out. He wasn’t the sort of person who fell asleep after sex. He wasn’t the sort of person who fell asleep easily anytime. Fuck. He had to get up. He laughed at himself and just this whole amazing situation. Gavin was perfect. Even more reason he needed to leave on a good note so he didn’t make this awkward.

A hand he had become very familiar with touched his back, the perfect amount of pressure before sliding up his spine. His whole body shivered when he grabbed the back of his neck briefly before sliding his fingers into Asher’s hair and tugging lightly, turning his head to get a look at him.

“I’m going. I’m going,” Asher said with a smile.

“I think I preferred when you were yelling, I’m coming, I’m coming…” Gavin used his fingers to comb Asher’s hair back. He thought he was just playing with it at first and then he realized the other man was gently collecting the mess of strands into a tie again.

His arms shook when he pushed himself up. His whole body still felt twitchy and unsteady.

“I thought you said you didn’t need to be anywhere tonight?” Gavin asked, a note of worry there—not irritated or offended, just worried like he might have misunderstood the plan.

Asher shook his head. “I don’t. But if I stay down much longer I might fall asleep.” He huffed a laugh, still a little alarmed at how shaky his legs were. He wasn’t a hundred percent sure he could stand and walk to the bathroom yet. “That was fucking amazing.”

Gavin smiled, hands on his back and his shoulders. “So, fall asleep. I’ll clean you up.” His voice was so dark and smooth.

Asher froze. Clean him up? He’d done plenty of casual hookups and a handful of serious relationships. No one had ever offered to take care of him after.

-

Gavin stilled, his hands lifting off of Asher’s body like he’d said his safe word.

They didn’t have a safe word. He didn’t always have them with his partners just because some of them seemed to take some personal pride in not using it even when they needed it, and most forget them anyway when they wanted out. He preferred to check in and just ask. He liked being in control and he trusted himself to do that—to pay attention to his partners. He had always been good at reading people and in the bedroom, it was where he got most of his enjoyment.

“We didn’t talk about aftercare,” he said, realizing it as he spoke. They’d flirted with so many ideas and tonight had been a lot of talking about what they liked. Asher had been fucking amazing. His stamina was insane and he was somehow even more erotic in person than he’d been on the phone playing with fantasies.

He’d tensed up when Gavin suggested he take it easy. Was it because he said he could sleep here or because he offered to take care of him? Was it too much? Too close to a relationship? Gavin wasn’t sure what Asher was used to in casual sex but considering his allergy to admitting to his own lines, he didn’t imagine it was particularly nurturing. But he’d been in long term relationships too… Maybe he thought this was too serious?

“Is this too touchy for you after? Obviously, you can do whatever you want, sugar, but after everything we just…” He exhaled a breath caught perfectly between confidence and insecurity. He knew exactly how to take care of his partners after a session, but he didn’t know how Asher liked things in the wake of sex. "I usually take care of my partners after. Especially after something that intense.” The last thing he wanted was to scare Asher off thinking he was trying to get serious on him when they’d agreed this was a friendship.

Asher hesitated. His arms and legs were shaking and Gavin was more than ready to get off the bed if he really did try to get up right now. “Really?” He sounded surprised, looking back at him over one shoulder.

Gavin stared back at him, for a second not sure what he was asking. Did he doubt that Gavin was really offering? No. He was surprised that Gavin did this for his partners. “Fuck, sugar… Yes.” He touched him, stroking his back and gently guiding him back down onto the bed. “Did you really think I’d push you out the door after?”

Asher sighed, the muscles in his thighs jumping. “I don’t want to stay too long and make it awkward for you…”

Gavin rolled his eyes and grabbed one of the towels he’d come back from the bathroom with before Asher tried to bolt. It was warm and wet. “Not to sound full of myself… but I don’t think you could walk out of here right now even if you wanted to.”

Asher snorted and then inhaled sharply when Gavin pressed the warm washcloth against his skin and then stroked it up his thigh. He exhaled in a slow sigh, his eyelids dragging shut. “Fuck…” He practically purred. “Well, as someone who was recently full of you…”

Gavin grinned, his own dick twitching at the memory and turn of phrase even though he was spent.

“I think you might be right,” Asher confirmed.

“I usually am.” Gavin made slow and thorough work of wiping him down. “Just relax. If you fall asleep, that’s fine.”

“You really do this after?” Asher asked, voice low and easy, eyelids still shut but a small crease in his brow. He really was too good—thinking this was anything.

Gavin tossed one washcloth off the side of the bed and grabbed another, gently wiping his neck and then his face. “It’s called aftercare…” He really hated that he didn’t seem to know any of this. Asher had proclivities that suggested he liked to sub and definitely had before. This shouldn’t be new. “I think we’re going to have to have a conversation about expectations before we set you loose on strangers…”

Asher hummed. “Yes. Give me the sex talk…”

Gavin laughed at the easy, almost flirtatious joke the other man had made out of this. He tossed the second washcloth away. “When someone asks what you’re into,” he said, because the joke might be the best chance to really talk about this. “You’ve got a praise kink.”

Asher’s eyes flew open and he sat up. “What? No I don’t,” he almost stuttered out the words. “I don’t have a kink.”

Gavin really did laugh then. “Everyone has kinks! And you definitely have a praise kink! You literally busted when I told you what a good boy you’d been for me.”

Color flushed the other man’s face. “I-I… was just.. anyone would…”

Gavin straddled his thighs and cupped his face in his hands. “Hey. There’s nothing wrong with it. No one is going to say there is and that’s definitely not why I’m saying it. I’m just telling you what words to use to get what you want.” He watched some of that initial panic ease out of Asher’s expression, his thumbs stroking his cheeks. “You’re a soft dom’s dream, sugar. I promise. You were fucking amazing.”

Asher’s breath caught and Gavin had to bite back pointing how the proof of what he was trying to say.

“The problem is, this thing where you’re afraid to draw lines and upset the person you’re with would also make you the dream of a lot of other kinds of partners…”

Asher flopped back onto the bed, looking up at Gavin still naked on his lap. “Are you worried about me?” he asked like it was a joke.

“Yeah, kinda.”

Asher laughed. “Dude, I literally work security. You don’t need to worry about it. I can leave whenever I want to.”

Gavin felt a pain somewhere in his chest. He really wasn’t sure that was true. Just the bits he’d gleaned about Asher’s ex seemed like he’d stayed through a lot of stuff he shouldn’t have. “You could, but I’m not sure you would…”

Asher tensed, smile gone.

Gavin rolled off of him and onto his feet, not wanting to feel like he was trapping the other man under him. Not like this anyway. He could have just left it like that. He could changed the subject. He was sure Asher would go with it and find a good mood again, and it would feel safer for Gavin too. He liked sex and partners and people in general, but he didn’t usually hand too much of himself away. “I just don’t want to see you get hurt,” he explained, pulling a drawer open and finding some clean sweats.

-

Asher watched Gavin get dressed.

He wasn’t sure what to make of what he was telling him. He understood, of course he did, but for some reason he struggled to believe it. It wasn’t that he doubted Gavin. So, what did that say about him?

“So, should I get a sticker?” Asher asked.

Gavin turned to blink at him.

Asher held back a smirk. “Like a ‘slut for praise’ sticker? Something to let people know?”

Gavin laughed, the sound rich and bursting out of him. His hand went to his mouth like he could catch it.

Asher grinned. He loved that sound and that reaction. “Thank you,” he added quietly.

Gavin nodded and tossed another pair of sweats to him.

Asher caught them and blinked. His jeans weren’t dirty.

“Do you want to hang out? We can order food.”

Asher felt himself beam before he could keep his cool. “Yeah! I mean, yeah, I could eat.”

Gavin’s smile turned sly. “Oh, I know you can, sugar.”

Getting out of bed, he pulled on the pants. There was something about wearing Gavin’s clothes that made his heart beat faster.

“Are you kidding?”

Asher looked up, suddenly afraid he’d been caught, but Gavin was looking at his phone. Before he could decide if he should be giving him privacy, Gavin closed the distance and put them shoulder to shoulder. His phone had a text conversation open.

It was just one message.

Hey. It’s David.

Asher blinked, at first not sure who it was or why—“No fucking way!” he grabbed Gavin’s hand with the phone.

Gavin laughed. “I gave him my number and said if he was interested in the Lonely Hearts Club and going to the club with us this weekend to get in touch, and if not then we’d take the hint and stop bringing it up.”

Asher nodded, still staring at the message. He had actually texted them. Asher wasn’t really surprised because who could resist Gavin? But also, David had been resisting Gavin. “Are you going to reply?”

Gavin laughed, bumping their hips together. “Grab your fucking phone and let’s move this party to the living room. We’re going to start a group chat!”