Another short one! But here's number six for you guys!
Equius frowned at the paper in front of him, wiping off a bit of perspiration off his forehead that had accumulated without his notice. How he wish had a towel. Again, he tried to focus on the paper in front of him, but his boss commanding to sit down and actually get something done made him unsheathe, and caused beads of blue sweat to sit on the lines in his forehead as he tried to concentrate. Hands gently placed themselves on his shoulders, a pair of cold lips pressing against his neck. He was about to protest to whoever it was, the hands removed momentarily, before removing his glasses and tying a blindfold around his eyes.
"B-boss?" he asked, feeling cold nails rake down his back, feeling their chill through his suit.
"Hey motherfucker. You get anything done?" It was quiet, and a shiver went down Equius' spine. He knew very well what was going to happen now.
"Y-yes master." he whimpered as a hand traveled down to unbutton his slacks. He knew now why he was kept late. He should of expected it. The hands slipped slower, gently rubbing squirming bulge that lay beneath the boxers. Gamzee smiled as it writhed under his attention, trying to escape its confines and wrap around his hand. Such a pathetic blue-blood, rolling over for him with such complacency. He licked the shell of the others ear, causing him to shudder and perspire even more.
"You're so disgusting." he whispered, before biting down, hands slipping up the gently tighten around the others neck. Equius let out a soft groan as his tie was removed quickly, slipping on to the table beneath him, cold hands slipping underneath the thin cotton of his undershirt. Claws left scratch marks as they traveled lower, a trail of blue dots before traveling back up, roughly pinching a nipple.
"H-highblood, please." he whimpered as his jacket was tossed away.
"Get up, but don't turn around." he whispered dangerously, tugging the chair away. Equius did as he was told, placing his hands on the desk. A pale hand quickly undid the button on the front of the muscular man's slacks, tugging them down without a care, the boxers quickly falling to join the cloth that was piled around his ankles. "Some motherfucker is excited." A too tight grip encircled his bulge, now free and writhing in the open air. "Do I do this to you?" he tugged at it.
"Y-yes, highblood." Fingers released him and traveled lower, skimming his nook before slamming into it. Equius let out a groan of pain mixed with pleasure as the fingers roughly pumped in and out of him. They withdrew too quickly, claws gently scratching the inside of his nook. Bony thighs pressed against his, and he swallowed, wondering when his manager had taken off his own pants, but couldn't question it as a bulge slipped into his nook-
Equius woke with a starts, the sheets beneath him soaked with his blue sweat. His computer, open and up, flashed that someone had trolled him while he was having his disturbing dream about the high blood. Noticing it was Eridan, he pulled up a chair, grabbing a towel from nearby.
"D- Hello Eridan." he typed.
"Wwhat the fuck is up?" he got in a reply. Normal. Everything...normal. He let out a soft sigh, before replying.
"D- Not very much. Just had a nightmare."
"Wwhat about?" Equius rose an eyebrow over his cracked shades. The blue-blooded amphibious troll never seemed to care unless he was flirting, and it caused Equius to crack a grin.
"D- Can't remember. Want to come over?" There was moment's pause.
"Seriously?" The purple text asked.
"D- Yeah."
Damn signless kept popping up whenever I tried to do this. QUIET YOU I AM BUSY. RAWR.
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