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Dave knew there would be claw marks all down his back by the next morning. With the way Lars was scratching him up, he knew it’d be impossible not to. He had the smaller man shoved with his back against the wall, pinned between it and Dave’s body. Lars was making various noises, moaning and squealing as Dave fucked him.
Usually, all the sounds Lars made and his inability to be quiet would be grating for Dave. This time, he loved it. He wanted to hear every possible noise he could draw out of the smaller man. Lars held onto him tightly, seemingly scared Dave was going to drop him or maybe he just wanted to be as close as humanly possible.
“I’ve got you, doll. You feel so good around me,” Dave murmured and it looked like it really got to Lars because he made another choked off noise, pushing against Dave. He smiled and fucked into him harder. It was no secret Lars liked dirty talk and Dave was more than happy to give it to him. They were a good match in that way.
“Dave,” Lars whined. Dave preened under the sound, loving when Lars would say his name. Great match. “No, babe. Stop for a second,” Dave’s eyebrows furrowed and he immediately slowed to a stop, getting ready to ask if Lars was okay. “Look,” Dave followed Lars’ eyeline to where he was staring at the slightly open door.
It was open just enough for someone to peer inside easily and someone was definitely peering inside. James stood there, staring wide-eyed at the scene unfolding in front of him. It looked as though he’d opened the door and stopped when he saw them. Dave tipped his head at him curiously, but James didn’t move. Interesting.
“Let him watch,” Dave decided and he knew James had to have heard him from where he was. Good, he hoped he heard everything. Lars muttered out a string of curses at that, but he didn’t protest at all. Dave turned his attention back to Lars, putting everything he had into it this time. If James wanted to watch, he’d give him a show.
“Oh, God. Dave,” Lars clung tightly to Dave as he fucked into him harder. He was pressed back against the wall so hard that it hurt now, but he wasn’t paying attention to that. All he could focus on was how good it felt, how much he wanted it. Everything was harder and rougher now, leaving scratches and bruises along Lars’ skin.
“You’re such a little slut. I know you’re getting off on having him watch us,” Dave rambled, grinning the entire time. He thought it was cute, honestly. “Bet you love the fact he wants you so bad. Bet he wishes he was in my place instead,” Lars was more vocal than he’d ever been before and that was definitely something to explore. They’d have to ask James to come back and watch, or even join in, again sometime.
“You’d be hot with him too,” Lars told him, although he was far less coherent than Dave was. It wasn’t that surprising, Dave supposed it was hard to think or form thoughts with someone fucking you. He was surprised about Lars’ wanting to watch them as well. “Wanna watch him at least finger you or something,” And fuck, that was a thought.
“You’re gonna make me come, baby. You know that?” Dave warned, feeling himself already close to coming. It was a bit embarrassing how quickly he got there, but this was a set of special circumstances. Lars didn’t seem to mind it either, especially when Dave wrapped a hand around his cock. “I’m gonna fill you up,” He grinned.
“Make me come first,” Dave wanted to point out how demanding Lars could be, but now wasn’t the time. He liked it in this context anyway. He looked down at where he was holding Lars’ cock and that was a sight he’d never get tired of. His hand practically covered Lars’ entire cock. It wasn’t that the other man was small, he just wasn’t huge, and Dave’s hands made him look even littler. It had to be one of the hottest things he’d ever seen.
“Come on, baby. Come for me,” Dave stroked him evenly, trying to match each thrust with a pull of his hand. It seemed to be working for Lars, hips thrusting upwards and little moans escaping him every other minute. That was when Dave got an idea. “Come for James,” He said and it had the effect he wanted it to. Not even a minute later, Lars was crying out loudly and coming over Dave’s hand at the idea presented.
Dave pressed as close as he could get, thrusts growing uneven and sloppy now that he was chasing just his release now. It didn’t take much longer for him either and he honestly wasn’t surprised. He couldn’t bring himself to care either, not when Lars felt so good around him and James was watching them both.
“You did so good,” Dave praised when he finally came, pressing a kiss to the side of Lars’ throat. He stayed close for a few minutes after they’d finished, just hugging Lars before he finally stepped away and turned his attention to James. Lars stood on his own feet now, shakily keeping his balance. “Don’t just stand there with your dick in your hand, pretty boy. Come take your turn,” Dave said to James and smiled when he immediately complied.
“Be easy with him, Dave. He’s new,” Lars warned and it was true. James seemed awkward and unsure of what to do as he stepped closer to the pair. When it came to sleeping with other guys, James still had his spots, but that was what made it more fun.
“I’ve got him, don’t worry. I’ll go easy on him,” Dave assured Lars and caught James by the bicep as he tried to walk by. Pulling him back, he grinned at the blonde haired man. “Here, babe. You can start with this,” He hummed and held up the hand that had been wrapped around Lars’ cock not even ten minutes away, still coated in his come.