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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, F/F
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Dave_Strider/Karkat_Vantas, Jade_Harley/Rose_Lalonde/Kanaya_Maryam
  Character:
      Dave_Strider, Karkat_Vantas, Rose_Lalonde, Kanaya_Maryam
  Additional Tags:
      Tentabulges, Bulges_and_Nooks, Nooks
  Series:
      Part 6 of Meteor_Moments
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-09-08 Words: 1049
****** Immodesty ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Dave wants to do it properly.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
You don’t even hear Dave when he comes in, too immersed in your book, so when
there’s a breath hot on your neck you nearly fall out of the seat. You
accidentally let out a small yelp and jump upright though, spinning around and
pinning him with an annoyed and slightly panicked expression. He just smirks.
“Don’t do that!” You hiss at him and that smirk grows wider as he walks around
the chair towards you.
“Sorry, I just couldn’t resist.” He speaks in a voice that means he totally
isn’t sorry. You growl lightly but it’s without any threat and he simply
approaches you even more. “Besides, I came here with a purpose.” You blink,
pausing and looking at him in surprise. He’s barely a foot away and his arm
reaches out, holding your shoulder and pushing you backwards. You take a few
uncertain steps back, glancing behind you to make sure you won’t trip over
anything. But then a wall is against your back and Dave’s pinning you against
it with his body, arms on either side of you.
“O-oh!” That’s all you can get out before he’s sealed his lips against yours,
hungry and determined. You melt against him and let him kiss you, tongue
tracing over your lips. Then his hands slide across your sides, sending tingles
over your body. It’s only when the fingers of those hands slip into your pants
that you jump, surprised.
“Dave, not here, someone might walk in and-”
“And walk right the fuck back out again.” He finishes and returns to kissing
you. You turn your head to the side, parting your lips, but he simply kisses
your neck instead.
“But they’d have seen and- and- oh god, Dave, you’re not helping!” You hiss out
and he chuckles, amused.
“That’s the whole point.” He speaks smugly. You groan in annoyance and he
simply pushes his hands into your pants, pulling them down. A whine falls from
your mouth, uncertain, nervous. “I wanna do it this time.” You snap your
attention to his face, shocked, surprised.
“What?”
“I want to do it properly, not just some sloppy handjob or blowjob.” You swear
your eyes grow even wider but Dave’s face is determined as he stares at you,
eyes hidden behind those shades of his.
You deflate after a moment, giving him a nod and he pushes his mouth back
against your neck. Your pants and underwear fall off easily and you kick them
away so you won’t trip over them. He hums appreciatively as he runs a hand
across your inner thighs. You shiver and a small moan falls from your mouth.
His other hand fumbles with his pants, struggling to get the button undone.
You hear a satisfying ziiiip after a moment then his hands move and get a grasp
of your thighs, just beneath your ass, and he heaves you up against the wall.
You cling to his shoulders, wrapping your arms about him and pulling him
against your chest. A whimper falls from your mouth when you feel the head of
his bulge pushing against the already dripping folds of your nook.
When he presses inside you toss your head back, hitting it against the wall
you’re held up against. Too big, too fast, too much but oh so good yessssss!
Your insides stretch wide and you feel like you’re on fire!You dig your nails
into his back, a groan spilling from your lips which you try and muffle against
his throat. You feel the moan he lets out more than hear it but it’s there all
the same. After the initial shock passes he pulls his hips back, using his grip
on your legs to keep you upright, before thrusting straight back in, pinning
you even tighter to the wall. You yelp and cringe your eyes shut, trying to
keep quiet but failing.
He does it again and you groan this time. Dave sets up a pace, relentless in
the most fantastic way possible, pounding into you, you can’t keep quiet, it’s
literally impossible. You somehow manage to hear a gasp from the doorway over
the chorus of you and Dave and your gaze snaps onto Rose and Kanaya, the former
calm yet interested while the latter shocked and amazed.
“DAVE!” You shriek, embarrassment taking hold, you writhe about half-heartedly
and Dave seems to notice the two girls, casting them both a smug look but not
even slowing down. Kanaya quickly drags Rose away and Dave focuses back on you,
lifting your legs up even more, pressing further inside of you…
“Oh fuck yes there Dave there fuck-!” He gets the hint and hits that same spot
again. You shout out again, sparks of pleasure shooting through your body. He
manages to hit that exact same spot three more times before you come undone
completely.
Your whole body tenses up, legs locking around him, nails digging and dragging
across the skin of his back, tightening around him as you reach and ride
through your orgasm, mouth hanging open in a scream that you somehow manage to
keep back. Something hot spills inside of you and you hear a groan from Dave as
he shivers all over, still pushing in and out of you.
He eventually slows down and you eventually remember how to breathe, taking in
deep breaths, panting, sweating. Dave pulls out when he’s finished, releasing
your legs and lowering your shaky body to the ground. You don’t stand, you
simply slide down to the floor which, you now realise, is covered in your
genetic material. You’re sitting in a pool of your own genetic material. And
you can’t find a single fuck to give.
Dave takes a couple steps back and leans on the seat you had previously
occupied, panting as he looks at you over the top of his sunglasses. You stare
back at him, amazed.
He rights himself, dusts himself off, zips himself back up. “We should
definitely do that again.” You instantly agree with a nod of your head. He
smiles back before frowning at the mess. “You’re cleaning that up.” And with
that he turns to leave the room. You growl and grab the pillow from the seat
and toss it at him. It’s a good six feet off.
End Notes
     This one was titled "Exhibitionism" :I
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