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He was supposed to have the day off. That didn't quite happen.

His phone woke up him at nine, and on the other end was his distraught mother. A pipe in his parents' basement had burst, and even though Davin is a mechanic and not a plumber, he was the one she called. Funny how she refuses to acknowledge his magic until she needs to take advantage of it.

His dad's out of town on business, so it was up to Davin to calm his mother and keep the basement from his childhood home from flooding. He sat his mother down on the sofa and turned off the water before heading down to the basement with his tools. He was able to use his magic to cut through the ruined section of pipe and hold up the new one so he could solder it in place, and then he cleaned up the basement as best he could.

He emerged hours later, wet and dirty and in a lousy mood, and his mother demanded he stay for tea before he could leave.

Now he's freshly showered, hair still a little damp at the ends as it sticks up everywhere, and he's wandering through the town's main drag as he tries to decide how to spend his evening. Beer will make an appearance at some point, surely.

He's weighing the pros and cons of pub food when someone brushes by him, and a streetlight glints off of some metal sliding out of the person's pocket. Davin stares at the keys as they fall and wills them to stop mid-air, holding out his hand and sending the keys flying through the air to land gently in his palm.

"Excuse me," he calls out, his Irish accent a little thicker due to his exhaustion. He shakes the keys out, peering out to try and see if he recognizes the person. "I think you dropped these."

[Come meet Davin! He's lived in Siren Cove since he was a kid, so if your character has been around for awhile they may recognize him. All his info is here, but the bullet points are: 22 year old gay Irish witch/mechanic who just wants a damn beer.]

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Davin wants to be a little embarrassed at how exposed he is, but he's far too turned on to feel anything but a thrill at being watched. He's up to three fingers by the time Gabe reaches out to grab him, and Davin lets out a sultry purr and pulls his fingers free. He squirts a little more lube on his palm, because Gabe is big and it has been quite awhile since he's done this, and reaches back to wrap his slick hand around Gabe's cock, stroking it a few times. The angle is awkward but he manages, turning to look over his shoulder. "Mm, I wanna feel ya. Want your cock," Davin rasps out. He lets go of Gabe's cock and arches his back so that his ass is sticking up, round and tight, legs spread to expose his pink, wet hole. "You want me? Gonna make me feel good?"

He does slap Davin's ass then - not hard, but enough. He steps in and takes his cock in hand, rubbing it along the cleft of Davin's ass, teasing his hole.

"Beg me for it."

Davin yelps at the slap and wiggles his ass enticingly, biting his lip in anticipation when he feels the slick drag of latex against his hole. But then.

He twists to give Gabe a baleful look and huff impatiently. He must be doing something wrong if Gabe can be pressed against his hole and resist sinking in. "C'mon, fuck me."

Another slap and his breath catches in his throat as he teases Davin again.

"You can do better than that."

Davin gasps and then lets out a frustrated whine, pushing back against the teasing press of Gabe's cock. "I'm about t'just push you down and give ya the ride of yer goddamn life, if you don't fuck me now."

He swallows hard and reaches back to pull himself open, rolling his hips so that the head of Gabe's dick catches on his slick hole. And then, in a polite tone, "please."

He leans down, one knee hitting the bed, as he presses a kiss against Davin's spine.

"Do it. Ride me."

Davin smirks and pushes up, flipping Gabe over onto his back and climbing onto his lap. He locks his knees on either side of Gabe's hips and reaches back to grab his cock, stroking slow and teasing. "Mm, now I think it's my turn to be a tease."

He grabs Gabe's wrists and presses them up above his head, pinning them to the mattress as he leans down to kiss him, biting his bottom lip and tugging.

He's quite happy to be teased, rocking his hips up as he presses into the kiss. His fingers flex slightly.

Davin slides back until he can press their cocks together, wrapping his long fingers around them both. He kisses along Gabe's jaw, bruised lips rasping against the rough hair there, and then bites softly at the bolt of it.

"Mm, we'll start like this, with me ridin' ya." He drags his hand up their cocks, swiping his thumb across the heads. "And then you're gonna hold me down and fuck me, aye?"

"Sounds..." His voice catches in a moan as he rocks his hips up, pushing his cock into Davin's hand. "Sounds fucking fantastic."

Davin grins and sits up, unable to wait any longer. He rises up onto his knees and reaches back to steady Gabe's cock, thumbing just under the head as he positions himself. He sinks down slowly, mouth falling open on a moan as the flared head slips past the first ring of muscle. "Jesus, you feel good."

He hitches his hips up and then sinks down a little more, bracing both hands on Gabe's chest and digging his nails in a little as he adjusts to Gabe's size, rocking his hips a little and taking him in slowly.

"You don't...Jesus. You don't feel so bad yourself."

His hands come to rest on Davin's hips, head tipped back to stare up at him. "You're fucking beautiful."

Davin grins with his eyes closed in pleasure, cheeks going even redder at the compliment. Once he's fully seated on Gabe's cock, he takes a second to adjust and leans in to kiss him before sitting back up straight and starting to roll his hips.

His mouth falls open on a broken moan and he starts to bounce a little faster, reaching back to brace a hand on Gabe's thigh for balance, and maybe also to put on a good show.

It's a very good show, his eyes slipping between Davin's face and his clock and back again. His hands settle on Davin's hips, squeezing slightly.

"That's it."

Davin grins lazily and lets out a whimper when Gabe squeezes his hips, rocking forward and letting his hands fall onto Gabe'e chest for balance. He brushes his thumbs across Gabe's nipples and clenches down hard around his cock as he rolls his hips, letting out a soft cry when Gabe's cock brushes against his prostate.

"Yeah? You like bein' inside me?"

"Fuck yes I like it," he says, through clenched teeth as Davin rides his cock like that. His hand slides around to Davin's ass, squeezing and then slapping again.

"That enough for you?"

"Mm, it'll get the job done," he says teasingly, eyes gleaming as he looks down at Gabe. Yeah, Davin knows he's a little shit. He bites his lip at the squeeze and then gasps at the slap, clenching down in response.

That's enough to get him another slap and Gabe grins up at him.

"If you keep that up, I'm going to hold you down and spank you before I finish fucking you, man."

Davin feels a thrill shoot down his spine at Gabe's words and he bites his lip, scraping a thumbnail across Gabe's nipple. He's never had sex quite like this, and he's a bit surprised to find how much he likes it.

"Promise?"

Gabe's nails dig into the skin of Davin's ass, squeezing.

"Promise."

Davin hisses and lets out a quiet moan and then seems to consider something, eyes glinting as he slows and just sits still in Gabe's lap, his cock a stiff line of heat in Davin's ass.

He licks his lips and raises an eyebrow.

A laugh bubbles up past Gabe's lips but it quickly turns into a moan of frustration. His hands tighten on Davin, nails digging into his skin.

"Seriously?"

God, this is how sex should be, fun and playful. He likes laughing during sex. This is perfect.

"Mm, I'm comfy." He grins down at Gabe teasingly and wriggles his hips just a little, waiting to see what he'll do.

With a sigh that spills over into a growl, Gabe shifts his weight, rolling them so Davin ends up on his back.

"You're a brat."

Davin lets out a soft oof when Gabe flips them, and it turns into a pleased hum at the new position.

"Maybe," he rasps out, sliding his hands up Gabe's sides and letting his legs fall open. "What're ya gonna do about it?"