[ DIRK P.O.V. ]
I slowly started to grind against Dave each time i could feel him growing harder. i couldn't help but smirk at him as he let out another moan. i felt something cold on my abdomen i pulled back when i felt it move. i looked down to see that Dave was trying to take off my shirt. i could feel myself starting to blush. " you can take it off " i smirked as i spoke. he just blushed and took it off. he started to trace my abs and the scars i was so thankful he didnt say anything about them. i started to pull of his shirt he stopped me, " not yet ~ " he trailed his words as he spoke. god he was such a tease. he moved closer and kissed me again. i tugged at his shirt again lifting it up. he pulled back just long enough for me to take off his shirt, as i pulled it off he started to fiddle with the buttons on my jeans. i threw his shirt across the room and kissed him again. he placed his hand back on my abdomen i tried to hold back a light blush but fails