Dave's own breath comes short and sharp, especially as Gamzee's nails prick his skin, and hot breath ghosts over that scar he's always so aware of on his neck. He's seen the others looking at it, especially the other trolls - he can only assume they know what it means.
"Yeah," he breathes, even as he tilts his head away from Gamzee's exploring tongue. Tavros is the only one who's seen his eyes, and he's not sure if he's ready to change that yet - not sure he's ready to give that particular weapon to the one person on this asteroid who hates him more than anyone else.
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Date: 2012-01-14 06:43 am (UTC)"Yeah," he breathes, even as he tilts his head away from Gamzee's exploring tongue. Tavros is the only one who's seen his eyes, and he's not sure if he's ready to change that yet - not sure he's ready to give that particular weapon to the one person on this asteroid who hates him more than anyone else.
"Yeah, I can feel it, you fucker."