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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Gamzee_Makara/Tavros_Nitram
  Character:
      Tavros_Nitram, Gamzee_Makara
  Additional Tags:
      First_Time, Fluff
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-02-01 Words: 2361
****** Getting Your Squeak On ******
by coneycrate
Summary
     Gamzee and Tavros. Sloppy makeouts.
Notes
     Adding another one of these fics to the pile. The more the merrier,
     right?
Tavros had been chewing on his lip for so long he was starting to feel the
&#x2013; by now, far too &#x2013; familiar tang of blood on the inside of his
mouth. Usually it was because Vriska had just slugged him for being too shy or
slow to act, or even after smacking one of his unwieldy horns on something and
feeling sharp teeth sink into painfully soft flesh. But this time it
wasn&#x2019;t exactly accidental. He was deep in thought.
On his screen, there was a message. And in that message there was a
proposition; the fourth in two months if he remembered right. And he did,
because each one had made his heart start an upward journey into his throat and
his toes curl. Mind you, they weren&#x2019;t bad feelings, not really. Sure, it
made him a little uncomfortable having to turn down such a good friend,
but&#x2026;
The Trollian window blinked again.
TC: TaV bRo&#x2026;YoU there&#x2026;?
TC: AwWw BrO dIDn&#x2019;T mEaN tO gEt YoU aLl CrAzY-mAd WiTh A
mOtHeRfUcKeR&#x2026;
An image of a wicked, dopey grin crept into his mind.
He gulped. Well, now or never. It was now or never.
AT: uH, WELL IF YOU&#x2019;RE GOING TO KEEP ASKING. i GUESS I, uH, COULD
CONSIDER IT?
-
&#x201C;Gamzee, uh&#x2026;Gamzee?&#x201D; Tavros had already waited for a good
few minutes, watching his friend&#x2019;s eyes glaze over as he slipped
into&#x2026;another world? He wondered what it was like inside that messy head.
He bet it was fun.
But right now was not the time to be taking trips through Gamzee&#x2019;s land
of mind miracles. Now was a time to be brave and to, uh, make his move? The
move that, in all rights, should have been the gangly troll&#x2019;s to make.
He was the one who suggested this little meeting after all. He rolled closer to
him as Gamzee sprawled further across the floor. The sticky green slime still
clung to his lips and, apparently, his teeth as he gave a slow, blissful smile.
&#x201C;Aww, motherfucker, don&#x2019;t gimmie those eyes&#x2026;&#x201D; His
drawl was thicker than usual, slow and slurred. Tavros could have sworn he
detected a hint of nerves in there too.
&#x2018;Well I was kinda wonderin&#x2019;&#x2026;Do you actually want to, uh,
do anything with me, or&#x2026;&#x2019;
Gamzee grinned back at him. He rolled up into a sitting position and then
propped himself up into a stand. His movements were sloth-like and considered,
but for some reason he never seemed to fall totally off-balance. It was if he
had his own laws for gravity, that he&#x2019;d enforce in his direct proximity
whenever necessary. Moving slowly over towards his friend, ht put a sticky palm
on the arms either side of the wheelchair.
&#x201C;Figured a brother was never gonna ask.&#x201D;
Gamzee picked Tavros up out of his chair, holding him up in the air underneath
his shoulders with surprising strength. Indigo blood would do that, Tavros
guessed.
&#x201C;But first you gotta wipe that frown off ya face. See bro, this is a
hive of fuckin&#x2019; miracles here. Ain&#x2019;t no motherfucker gets to be
all up and pouting.&#x201D; He&#x2019;d lowered him down a little so his feet
were resting on Gamzee&#x2019;s own and danced lazily around the room with him,
humming a half-formed tune and listening as the smaller boy began to giggle.
That went on for a few minutes, with Tavros squeaking whenever Gamzee&#x2019;s
hands got too close to his ticklish underarms.
&#x201C;Bro, if you keep gettin&#x2019; your squeak on I&#x2019;mma have to put
ya back in the device! Keep makin&#x2019; me think I stepped on a
horn&#x2026;&#x201D; The smaller boy was about to reply, but was interrupted by
an abrupt stop. &#x201C;Aww, bro, I just had the best motherfuckin&#x2019;
idea!&#x201D;
Now, instead of silly, friendly dancing, he was pulled tightly against his
friend, chest to chest with no choice but to rest his head on Gamzee&#x2019;s
shoulder, making sure to keep his horns out of the way. This put him in the
awkward position of breathing on his neck, drawing in the faint lingering smell
of sopor slime and face paint. He felt the low rumbling laugh before he
actually heard it. &#x201C;Mmm, I thought you didn&#x2019;t want to get in all
about a motherfucker. Change&#x2019;a mind?&#x201D;
&#x201C;&#x2026;I, uh, &#x201C; Tavros stammered, &#x201C;I
mean&#x2026;&#x201D; Well, it wasn&#x2019;t like he didn&#x2019;t want to. He
just&#x2026;wasn&#x2019;t sure if he did. He&#x2019;d thought about it, yeah,
but when you&#x2019;re asked if you wanna make out every other day those
thoughts tend to seep in. OK, maybe not every other day.
Gamzee trailed his hand lightly over his back, rubbing lazy, slow circles
through the thin, worn material. He noted that his tshirt already had a few
holes in the back &#x2013; probably from more of Vriska&#x2019;s fun and games.
&#x201C;..Hmm?&#x201D; His head was resting against his now, and Tavros could
feel the slow, heavy breath through the ruffle of his mohawk. &#x201C;Cuz, if I
don&#x2019;t get no answer, I might just hafta&#x2026;&#x201D;
Tavros gulped and searched for something deep, deep inside. Really deep. Some
little shred of self esteem or confidence, c&#x2019;mon&#x2026;There was
something he really wanted to do right now, especially seeing as his friends
very-obvious-and-obviously-deliberate arousal was pressed tightly against the
soft hollow above his hip.
Now or never, now or never, now or &#x2013;
&#x201C;Um, you wanna, um&#x2026;you wanna make out&#x2026;or
something?&#x201D;
Apparently that was the signal Gamzee had been waiting for. Tavros was back at
arms reach again a little more suddenly than he&#x2019;d have liked, staring
back at a sopor slick smile. &#x201C;That&#x2019;s right my miraculous little
motherfucker! Been waiting to hear that .&#x201D; He cradled him closer again
as they both sunk down onto the floor. Standing up was no way to make out with
a boy who couldn&#x2019;t use his legs.
Instead of just dumping him on the floor though, he pulled him into his lap,
arranging his heavy legs so they wrapped around his waist while Tavros
continued to cling around his shoulders. Didn&#x2019;t like making him feel all
helpless, cause he sure as shit wasn&#x2019;t. He gave him another one of his
crooked grins as a reassurance before it turned into something altogether more
predatory. His teeth seemed to glint in the gloom of the hive and the thought
that they were going to be on his body&#x2026;
&#x201C;Taaaaavros&#x2026;.&#x201D; He must have blanked out for a second
&#x2013; smoke from one of Gamzee&#x2019;s baking projects still lingering in
the air perhaps? &#x2013; but now Tavros could feel that grin on the back of
his neck. His friend&#x2019;s thick, wet tongue played over the back of his
shoulders and up to where the short, shaved hair started, sending shudders and
shivers through his body. This was Gamzee&#x2019;s idea of &#x201C;cheering a
motherfucker up&#x201D; apparently.
It was working. Now, his own hands had worked their way up into the tangle of
hair that fell around his friend&#x2019;s painted face. &#x201C;Nngh, Gam--
!&#x201D; The last syllable was lost to a silent, gasping shriek as he felt
sharp teeth suddenly scrape across the top of his shoulder. &#x201C;H-hey,
that&#x2019;s not&#x2026;&#x201D; He caught himself quickly. Maybe this was how
you made out? Maybe it wasn&#x2019;t like in Karkat&#x2019;s boring movies?
Instead of complaining, he decided to repay the gesture.
Instead of teeth, he employed nails. He scratched a long trail up
Gamzee&#x2019;s back, under his clothes. He hadn&#x2019;t meant to go too deep
at first but the hissed moan in his ear spurred him on and, when he drew his
hand back, caught tiny patches of indigo under his nails. That&#x2026;that felt
really good! It wasn&#x2019;t like to pain she inflicted on him, or whatever
else he could dish out; this was totally different.
Every bite into his flesh seemed to run through his blood, made a hundred times
more intense when his partner would moan into the &#x2018;kiss&#x2019;. The
vibrations, the pain and warmth went straight to the bulge in his crotch,
swelling and filling and tingling. This had to be how you made out properly! He
pushed his chest forward, forcing himself further into Gamzee&#x2019;s lap and
trying to gain a little more control of the situation. After all, he was a self
confident young man. He didn&#x2019;t need to be led.
He wondered if, just maybe, he was taking it a bit far when he grabbed hold of
Gamzee&#x2019;s horns, yanking them back until he had his face in front of him.
Even the normally passive looking boy seemed a bit stunned at this sudden
display of forcefulness. Not&#x2026;unhappy though. He took it as a sign to
keep going and pressed forward, pushing his head even further back, exposing
the expanse of grey skin for him to explore. His turn&#x2026;
The skin around the nape of his neck was surprisingly soft and, apparently,
from the groaning above him, very sensitive. At first, he let the small point
of his tongue drift across, pressing a little harder when he found a spot he
really seemed to enjoy. But that wasn&#x2019;t enough for very long. Soon, he
was nibbling and biting just as Gamzee had &#x2013; however unintentionally
&#x2013; shown him. He&#x2019;d never really tasted blood before aside from his
own and definitely not blood like this. Sharp teeth sank in slowly, and he felt
large hands gripping tighter into his back, now practically clawing in
desperation at his shoulders. &#x201C;Nnngh,
m&#x2026;thrf&#x2026;ckr&#x2026;&#x201D; The indigo blood dripped onto his
tongue in hot, thick wells. He wasn&#x2019;t sure if the difference in taste
was to do with his caste or his diet though. He tasted sweet, unlike the tangy,
sour stuff that ran in his veins. Obviously it didn&#x2019;t taste as bad to
Gamzee as it did to him though as he watched one long, double-joined arm creep
out from behind his back, over his shoulder and towards those already blood and
slime stained lips. He bit down harder as two slick fingers slipped across the
grinning boy&#x2019;s tongue.
But the slow, methodical pacing and turn-about play was getting frustrating for
both of them. They were panting, grinding as best they could against each
other. Gamzee arched his hips up rhythmically, making sure Tavros was rocking
against him in exactly the right spots &#x2013; he really didn&#x2019;t mind
doing most of the work in this situation though, not when the smaller kid was
making those noises. The stream of pitches moans and mewls that filled his ears
were all he needed to spur him on, faster and harder until Tavros&#x2019; body
was completely wracked.
Deft fingers reached down, unable to actually see his destination and relying
on Tavros to cling onto his horns or back to stay upright. Didn&#x2019;t take
him long to find the metal zipper on Tav&#x2019;s jeans and tear it right
apart, sending chunks of the metal teeth clattering to the floor. Fuck clothes.
Fuck &#x2018;em right off. Right now all he wanted to see was the light grey
spots he knew speckled those hip bones and the painfully growing bugle ready to
spill that delicious liquid.
He wasn&#x2019;t disappointed. Tav wasn&#x2019;t exactly small and the base was
swollen so thick with cum he could see the orange tinge through the thin skin.
Now was the time for the kid to let go of those horns. He gave a gentle brush
to the hands clasped tightly around him and felt them melt away, back onto his
shoulders. Finally, he could get a good look his face, flushed and embarrassed
just like he always pictured he would be. Really, really flushed.
&#x201C;Tav, bro&#x2026;&#x201D; He wasn&#x2019;t in the mood for giving
accurate directions, so instead just gave another, slightly harsher push
against his chest, knocking him back against Gamzee&#x2019;s raised knees.
Tavros let out a little whimper of disappointment as the heat between then
faded, but, as the taller troll leaned forward, bending his spine in an almost
impossible manner to lean his head against the small brown-blood&#x2019;s
thigh. His tongue trailed another course across his hipbone this time before
slipping closer and closer to his engorged dick. He let out a slow, deep moan
as he let the twitching, slick member slip into his mouth, being extra careful
to cover his bottom row of teeth with his tongue. Accidents right now would be
the exact fucking opposite of a miracle.
The semi-prehensile dick searched his mouth almost like it was some alien
tongue, trying to wrap itself around his own and swelling to fill the warmth of
his mouth. He&#x2019;d never done it quite like this before, not with someone
so inexperience and uncontrolled. Tavros was going crazy above him as his
pitched whines and gasps now spilled out with abandon. Wouldn&#x2019;t be long
befor&#x2014;
Before he could finish the thought, the member in his mouth swelled one final
time, pushing deeper into his throat than he expected. He could feel it choking
him, but refused to push away, instead just swallowing down deeper, intent on
milking every last drop from him as it poured out. He realised how ambitious
that was after a few gulps had him gasping for air, leaving the rest of it
running down his face in a lurid mixture of orange cum and white makeup.
After Tavros had stopped screaming (he hoped in a good way, but he
wasn&#x2019;t about to break the mood now to ask) and when his shakes had
subsided a little, he finally pulled back, allowing himself a contented sigh as
he gave up sucking on the softening cock. Again, he gathered the younger boy
back up into a bundle in his lap. His own arousal was still throbbing inside
his loose pants, but that could wait &#x2013; this little game was for
Tav&#x2019;s benefit really, not his. He had all night to play it every detail
back again in his head, over and over and over and&#x2026;
Tav gave a little muffled snore into his t-shirt. Gamzee smiled down clumsily.
He could sit here a while longer, he figured, reaching over to where half a pie
still sat, miraculously uneaten.
And maybe, while he waited, he could come up with some sick rhymes to impress
his brand new matesprit with.
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