"This conversation sucks," Ivo grumbled.
He tried to lift his head off Vice's chest but he pushed his head down again.
"Yeah? Suck my dick."
Ivo looked down Vice's chest and inched his fingers under the waistband of his shorts, but at the last minute Vice batted his hand away.
"I didn't mean literally!" He pinched Ivo's earlobe again. "You really will suck dick to avoid an uncomfortable conversation, goddamn headcase."
Ivo shrugged a shoulder. "I isn't like, a hardship, or anything."
Vice snorted. "Yeah I noticed. You're a very enthusiastic cocksucker."
Ivo grinned up at him. "Right back at you."
Vice sighed and wrapped both his arms around Ivo's head, squeezing briefly before dropping a kiss to his forehead and letting go of him. "Avoiding a problem doesn't make it go away."
I don't know about other writers, but one of the great things for me at least, is when the story starts telling itself...like you plan things a certain way, but the story wants to go in a different direction that just makes sense and you can't really argue against it. Anyway, the Ivo x Davi x Vice dynamic really snuck up on me