[Gamzee laughs and doesn't resist having his hands pushed to the floor at all. He shifts his legs instead, bracing his feet so he can arch up and grind harder against Dave.]



[He drawls the last bit out, in between hissing and writhing under Dave. Then, when Dave gets his shirt off, his smile turns into a toothy smirk and he grips Dave's knees hard.]



[And then tries to toss the other boy right off him.]