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works/240075.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      John_Egbert/Dave_Strider, John_Egbert_&_Dave_Strider
  Character:
      Dave_Strider, John_Egbert
  Additional Tags:
      Shota, Yaoi, Boys'_Love, Plot_What_Plot, Frottage
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-08-16 Words: 687
****** Cool Like The Night Air ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     John crushed his maw against the other male’s, palattes tasting each
     other. Two tounges twirled in a meticulous dance. Disconnecting lips
     let in fresh air while they continued their oral ballet. ‘Nngh…’ John
     groaned at the feeling of lips on his own.
Notes
     First time writing stuff like this.
     Inspired by an amazing picture.
     http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llqed4uTuK1qayg9b.png
     No matter how hard I try I can't find this fucking artist. I know
     they're called El-Kitten but do the have a tumblr or some shit?
     Meh, enough of my ranting. Enjoy the smut.
John crushed his maw against the other male’s, palattes tasting each other. Two
tounges twirled in a meticulous dance. Disconnecting lips let in fresh air
while they continued their oral ballet. ‘Nngh…’ John groaned at the feeling of
lips on his own. Dave removed his mouth for a moment to dispose of his
clothing, John following his example. The Knight tossed aside his t-shirt and
yanked off the Heir’s garment. He attempted to remove his own hood, but the
red-eyed boy prevented him, ‘Don’t. Blue looks cute on you.’ John playfully
wrapped his hood like a scarf around the other’s neck, pulling him in for a
kiss. ‘Th-thank you.’ His glowing cheeks smiled and he continued to unzip his
pants. He straighted his legs and leaned onto Dave for support, head tilted
awkardly into his neck, as he shimmied out of them.
Dave moved his thigh up against John once the Heir’s trousers were removed,
signalling him to rise. ‘Hold on,’ John still kept on his knees but rather than
kneeling with heels meeting thighs, his upper legs were parallel to the wall
while the lower part remained perpendicular. The Hero of Time scooted out of
his own trousers, kicking them down to his feet. One foot remained in the
pants, but that did not matter. The raven-haired boy sat back down into the
other’s lap, erections contacting. The blonde spoke up again, ‘Much better now,
isn’t it?’ He rythmically rocked his pelvis betwixt limbs, friction forming on
their shafts.
‘Hah, Dave, I-agh!’ The recipiant of the stament hooked the sayer’s neck in a
hand, pulling down to his height. Saliva was exchanged once again. ‘Me… Too….’
He panted, understanding what John had planned on telling. Both males’ cheeks
had streaks of scarlet flushed with a rosy hue. The rush of blood tickled, an
organism swimming below skin sensitizing nerves. John felt light-headed and
Dave was dizzy, but being together nullified the uncomfortable feelings.
John’s toungue traced Dave’s lips, soft as rose petals. ‘Ah…’ A gentle gasp
escaped his throat, slow and extended for an entire breath. Meanwhile a stray
arm snaked to John’s chest, trailing to his back before listing down, his wrist
rested on John’s hip.
John placed an arm on Dave’s shoulder, thumb stroking the flesh. His mouth
brushed on his nose, gripping those blasted sunglasses with his lips. He tossed
them aside, gazing into liquid bixbite gems. A gentle, caring kiss was placed
on his nose.
The azure-eyed boy panted nervously. Maws connected, tastes exchanged. John’s
free hand laid on Dave’s thigh, stroking the flesh. The black-haired male
attempted to speak, pitch of voice changing constantly, fragments of syllables
refused to leave his vocal chords. The resulting sentance was still
understandable but hardly resembled the original, ‘Why do you wear those shades
all the time?’ The man in question pulled John down, chests flush. Complete
words failed to form the Knight’s sentence much like the Hero of breath’s.
”Cause they’re from you.’
The blonde wrapped his hand around their erections. John continued his bouncing
and panting with each stroke. Dave ascended upon the boy and brushed his maw on
the other’s neck. His hand resting on John’s hip wrapped around to pull him in
tighter. ‘Ah!’ John mewled at this new sensation.
Blue-eyed male rubbed against the blonde, both of them in pure bliss. Lips
connected, tongues dancing formally in the ballroom of their mouths. Both were
on the edge and could barely standing it anymore. ‘Agh fu-John…!’ Finally it
was the blonde who groaned his partner’s name first. ‘JOHN!’ He moved his
pelvis frantically and nibble the boy’s lip whilst panting heavily. ‘D-Dave,
DAVE!’
John slipped his arms around Dave, shuddering through his orgasm. The blonde
nuzzled the A few streams of warm liquid sprayed over their stomaches. The
twosome stayed still for a while, enjoying each other’s company. John’s head
rested on Dave’s chest, hand hugging him close. Their chests breathed at a
steady pace, in tune with heartbeat. John inhaled, Dave exhaled. It was too
cumbersome to move, so they stayed right where they were and drifted off into
sleep.
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