He's trying not to look at Dave too long, because the darkly possessive want that curls in his gut each time he does just feels draining right now. As much as part of him wants to have all of Dave and make him scream and scream and scream in pleasure until they both drop dead from exhaustion, his body just can't keep up. That sound though, wrenches an answering groan from his throat and he has to sit the fuck back down after fetching the earring. His legs really aren't holding him up right now.

"Motherfuck, Dave. THAT'S BEING ALL A GOOD LOOK FOR YOU." He says it with a low, rumbling sound of pleasure, possessive and proud. Dave's wearing his motherfucking color in his ear and fuck anyone who doesn't notice and give Dave what he deserves.