Ch. 1 : Prelude to Just one, uh More?
AT: hEY gAMZEE. }: )
TC: WhY hElLo My FiNe AsS mUtHeRfUcKeR'! : O) hOnK
AT: wHAT ARE YOU, uH, UP TO?
TC: I wAs GoNnA aSk If Yo FiNe AsS wAnTeD tO aLl Up AnD cOmE oVeR tA mAkE oUt?
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...MuThErFuCkA?
AT: vERY TO THE POINT...uH, yES, i'LL, uH, HEAD OVER NOW.
This was the third day in a row Gamzee wanted Tavros over to make out. Tavros always loved it – ALWAYS – but he wasn't sure what that made him and Gamzee. Were they bros with make out session advantages? Were they matesprits? Were they just really close friends? "What are we?"
Tavros made it to Gamzee's hive; KNOCK! KNOCK! "Heeeee-eeyyy, Mutherfucka?" His long, drawn out "Heeee-eeeyyy" let Tavros know Gamzee was just finished with his pies...he stank too. Because the high was just hitting Gamzee, he was going to kiss sloppy. "Get yo cute, mutherfuckin' ass in here." Gamzee pulled Tavros in the room and led him to a couch. Gamzee straddled Tavros, keeping him sat in the corner edge of the couch, and nipped at his nose.
"Uh, Gamzee..." Tavros' face went from tanned to copper quickly, when Gamzee nibbled at his ear-lobe. "Ooh" he moaned. "G-G-Gamzee..." Gamzee ignored him and trailed kisses from his ear to the crease between his lower jaw, and neck. That was Tavros' spot; he melted under Gamzee's touch. "G-"
"Shhh" Gamzee shushed him. He was trying to turn Tavros on, but he kept fighting it. Gamzee moved his mouth over Tavros' and slung his tongue in his mouth. "Mmmm" they both moaned simultaneously. Gamzee tried to do everything with his tongue at once, swirling it around the others, and moving it side to side...it was all just very sloppy to Tavros; wonderfully sloppy.
Without realizing it, Gamzee was pushing Tavros down on the couch, so his back would be on the cushioned seats. Of course he followed him down, so his arms were the only support he had from full on giving into having Tavros. "What if one mutherfuckin' arm fell..." he thought. He brought one arm down to his elbow, so their hips were grinding now. "Good mutherfuckin' idea... full of mutherfuckin' miracles..." Gamzee was trying to stretch the boundaries.
Everything was happening so fast. "Gamzee!" Tavros broke their kiss. "I can't, uh, live this lie!" He pushed Gamzee off (not all because of his doing) and got up.
Gamzee reached his hand out and caught Tavros'. "What mutherfuckin' lie?" He looked dazed and confused.
"I, uh, just uh..."
"Now you're gonna keep all up and mutherfuckin' shushed?" Gamzee got frustrated.
"We aren't, uh, anything to each other!" His eyes welled up.
"So you aren't flushed for this Mutherfucker back..." he trailed off.
"Back...? You're, uh, flushed for me?"
"Why else would this Mutherfucker wanna make out with you, and all up and mutherfuckin' do anything to please you? I mean, does yo ass remember the time I mutherfuckin' fell outta a twenty foot mutherfuckin' tree to catch a butterfly for yo ass? Of course I'm flushed."
His speech was slurred, but it seemed so affirming to Tavros. "You're, uh, flushed for me?" He needed to hear Gamzee say it.
"I, mutherfuckin' Gamzee Makara, am mutherfuckin' flushed for you." He got the hint.
"I'm, uh, flushed for you too."
His face turned a royal purple. Gamzee drew closer to Tavros and stared down at his lips intensely, like his eyes could miraculously part them and make them beg for his kiss. They did.
Gamzee happily obliged. His tongue swept in with certain finesse this time; Gamzee softly licked at Tavros' lips to open them, and then gently glided his tongue in Tavros' mouth. "Mmmm". "Was that me or Gamzee?" Tavros thought.
Gamzee started to roam around Tavros chest with his hands, doing the most amazing little scratches. His nails would dig a little further, each time Tavros changed the pace of the kiss, or switch sides he tilted his head. It wasn't a pain, but like a little gesture Tavros knew he was doing well by. Gamzee wouldn't be the only impassioned kisser.
"Gam-? Tav-?" Terezi peeked in, a huge grin on her maniacal face. "What are you guys up to?"
Tavros got up as quickly as a startled bunny. He and Gamzee were now separated by at least two feet. "Sorry Gamzee, I have to, uh, go..." Tavros turned back to Gamzee, once behind Terezi, and blew a cute little kiss at him. "Good Night." He mouthed out.
Gamzee waved, and Terezi turned back to face Tavros. She smiled, when Tavros felt his face heat up, and his blush only spread. He ran home.
Once home, he crawled into bed, love drunk, and thought only of Gamzee as he slept. "I'm flushed for you" replayed in his mind all night. "I am for you, too", he muttered in his rest. He'd never slept so well.