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[hamburellakind]

[So, since their one year anniversary had fallen during an event, John and Dave had agreed to put it off until later. And since Dave was usually the one coming up with the romantic stuff for them to do, John had insisted on planning what they'd do and making it a surprise.

And then John realized how hard that was and oh my God what even could they do and then he had an idea but he needed to put it together and wowowowowowow this was a bad idea he should really leave this to Dave.

But finally John gets things together and he messages Dave and tells him to wear his god tier stuff and bring his sword and meet him in the pool.

John's decorated the area from the door to the edge of the pool to look like a ragged cliff-face. The pool serves as an ocean, and John uses his windy power to simulate huge crashing waves in its surface. Beneath these waves, John's filled the pool with a couple sharks and some piranhas and great big octopussquiddealies (which he was smart enough to feed before he lured Dave in here because this is only simulated danger not eatmyboyfriend danger).

However, the seemingly biggest danger is on the other end of the pool. John stands "chained" to a giant (styrofoam) rock, and as soon as he hears Dave enter he starts screaming and thrashing around. He's clearly frightened out of his wits by the giant fucking shaving cream horror terror that's looming above him, slowly melting in the humidity of the pool and receiving minor damage from the occasional wave. But the point is it is terrifying and John needs saving and maybe it disabled his windy powers and broke his arms or something because Dave is the only one who can save him.

John really hopes that all that is clear because he didn't think to explain any of it before Dave shows up. Oops.]

[[Anyone who wants to come in and visit when John is getting this ready is free to!]]

Comments

[urnewkingbitch]

[Yeah, that's definitely something for warmer nights, if they want a change in scenery. Or indoors.

Dave breaks the kiss reluctantly.]

I think flyin' fucks can take on a literal meanin' with us, now. Think you wanna try that out in your room later? [Or right now. He's not picky.]

[hamburellakind]

[John grins and insinuates his leg between Dave's.]

Have you been waiting for me to figure it out just so you could suggest that?

[urnewkingbitch]

Maybe.

[Read: yes. Also, Dave retaliates with an ass pinch.]

[hamburellakind]

Eeee! [Oh, that was an embarrassing noise.

John drags Dave back down to earth with him, cushioning their fall with a puff of air just before they hit the ground.]

C'mon. I gotta get you back for that.

[urnewkingbitch]

Hey, it was a justified ass pinch. But I won't say I'm not curious to see how you'll "get me back."

[He'll follow John's lead.]

[hamburellakind]

You'll just have to wait and see.

[They hurry back to John's room and John makes quick work of tossing Dave onto the bed and pinning him down while straddling his hips.]

Now I've got you! Hehehe. Just gotta decide what I'm gonna do.

[urnewkingbitch]

Well, don't keep a lady waitin', Egbert. That's just rude.

[hamburellakind]

Alright, you asked for it.

[John proceeds to slide down, push Dave's shirt up, and blow raspberries on his belly.]

[urnewkingbitch]

[jkfleaws He squirms to get out of the raspberry.

omg John this is war because now Dave is just going to tickle the hell out of you.]

[hamburellakind]

[John whines a "nooooooo" into what seems to be Dave's thigh now that the boy's struggled out of his grasp. He can't help gasping and giggling and kicking his legs as Dave catches him under his arms.]

You suuuuuck!

[John launches himself up into the air and hovers, sticking his tongue out at Dave.]

[urnewkingbitch]

Apparently, not enough if you gave me a goddamn raspberry. Bitch.

[john plz

He follows John to try pinning him on the ceiling. Heir of Bitch sounds more like John's title in his opinion right now.]

[hamburellakind]

[John snorts and vaguely struggles at Dave's grip. He actually kinda likes the idea of Dave holding him down, and that thought sends a flush down his cheeks and onto his chest.

He tilts his head, smirking a little.]

So, you taking the lead this time?

[urnewkingbitch]

[He has to admit that blushing looks very becoming on John.]

Unless you object to sex on your ceiling? [a beat] Or aerial sex in general, I guess.

[hamburellakind]

N-nope. Not at all. No objection here. I'm the opposite of Phoenix Wright.

[Also kind of babbling because this is pretty exciting, oops.]