𝕆ℙ𝔼ℕ & 𝕆𝕍𝔼ℝ𝔽𝕃𝕆𝕎;

[roseapothecary]

𝔻𝔸𝕍𝕀𝔻 ℝ𝕆𝕊𝔼

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[cleanmouth]

Yeah, that was never on the table.

[Well that reaction isn't what he'd been going for...

A few minutes pass, and then a few more before--]

I guess I don't know what exactly you were asking me to show you.

[roseapothecary]

[ Did he ruin it? David isn't good at waiting and he doesn't make Patrick wait for a reply in return when he finally gets one. ]

I'm just saying, if you want me to suck you off under your desk, all you have to do is ask.

And get me a Tylenol for my neck afterward.

[ Or was he asking for the reverse? David still isn't sure. ]

[cleanmouth]

[Weeell... Seems like there was a miscommunication. Or maybe not? Patrick doesn't have a lot of experience with sexting and clearly he's not a natural so that's thoroughly embarrassing and pretty much all he can think about at this point.]

That's not what I was trying to show you. I should've known this wasn't going to work.

I'm sorry, David, but I'm not in the mood for anything like that.

[roseapothecary]

[ Well, now David is definitely pouting. ]

Sweetyyyy
How are you going to get any better if you don't practice?

What's the matter?
:(

[cleanmouth]

[David has to wait a good 10 minutes before this gets sent:]

I'm sorry, did you really just tell me that I need to practice sending you pictures that are attempting to convey a newfound, nuanced desire of mine?

Because that's what I thought you wanted me to show you.

I'm mortified, David, that's what's the matter. I put myself out there and I feel like I fell flat on my face.

[roseapothecary]

[ David isn't good at waiting and to say he's shocked and upset when he finally does get the messages is a bit of an understatement. ]

Oh my GOD??
Sweetheart.
Meet me at home so I can shake you and then kiss you.

[cleanmouth]

[The last thing he wants to do is face David right now -- no doubt his face is a shade of pink that he can't even hope to hide -- but he knows that urge to distance himself is exactly the reason why they need to come together to settle this.]

I'm home, I haven't gone anywhere.

[Although he will be standing as far away from that desk as physically possible, which just so happens to be in the kitchen.]

[roseapothecary]

Don't leave.

[ Because he knows Patrick is considering it. David was already on his way home but now he fidgets anxiously the whole way there, upset because he knows that for some reason, even though they were just playing around, Patrick is upset.

And that's upsetting. Because sex is supposed to be fun.

He comes through the door like a whirlwind and has four or five kisses pecked around Patrick's mouth and jaw before Patrick has a hope of pushing him away. ]

Ummmmmm? Baby? Literal love of my life? My buttoned-up protestant darling?

[ He clings to him around the waist, grabs him by the shirt. Shakes him. ]

Relax.