~ Hey guys sorry for the late update. I've had a rough week. I finally finished this tonight. My stupid CRPS is keeping me up at night. If I haven't mentioned it before, it's a rare and very painful syndrome. Actually that's it whole existence: to cause pain.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy. This was a very particular request from a friend of mine. ~

~ Pre-Suburb

"V-Virska! Leave me alone!" The little twerp Tavros was squeaking at me. I was sitting on his lap and cupping his blushing face.

"Why would I do that?" I smirked raising my only good eyebrow at him. He was trying to squirm out from under my gaze and lap. "You're adorable when you struggle."

"Th-this... I-I... Umm... N-not Adorable," he stuttered out. "I-Im not adorable. I'm b-big and st-strong!"

"Whatever you silly grub," I smirked.

I giggled manically after a moment. This was too priceless!

I liked this game. The dominate woman over the weak male. Ah, the beauty of the situation! I cupped his cheek as he tried to push me away with his hands. "Oh no, Tavros stay put, me and you are going to have some fun you little nooksucker."

"V-Virska! I-I'm n-n...not that.."He flushed at the term, and let his hands drop, it was the only stupid decision he need to make, that I needed. I suddenly kissed him roughly. He tried to push me away again, but his struggled suffocated under our many soft tender kisses.

We were soon developing more passionate kisses. Our hearts were beating quickly against our ribs. My body started to release nook juice. I rubbed the delta of my body against his left leg. He gasped into my mouth surprised at the feeling. We both were feeling hit and bothered by the time I pulled away.

I loved his new dominance I was allowed.

Kissing him deeply again, I ran my fingers up his chest. He shuddered as did that. He was so damn sensitive it wasn't funny. I felt his bonebulge pronouncing itself in his pants already. Wow, he wasn't going to take long.

"You ready to become a man Tavros?" I laughed and stroked his horn while biting down on his shoulder. He nodded hurriedly with a moan. I was guessing he hadn't filled buckets or another troll before. I had thought for sure Gamzee had done something with him... Oh well!

I stripped my coat off with my shirt before removing his. He was faintly blushed yellow all over. If I wasn't so bucket excited, I would've made some degrading remark out of habit. He wasn't half bad looking for a young lame male troll.

But, of course, I wasn't going to let him know that. Time for a little... 'Fun.'

"You're acting like a slut now, hmm..." I laughed seductively into his ear, but I thought for a moment. Maybe... Oh yes. I said the thought aloud.

"Maybe I should fill your nook instead of vice versa."

He was positively golden by that statement. I couldn't help myself. I just started laughing, but a kiss on my shoulder brought me back.

He wasn't going to make a fool out of me. Damn that little troll grub. I bit my lip. He was going to pay for that.

I started to slowly strip off my bra ready to strip tease him, when there was a suddenly loud knock at the door and a honk suddenly followed. It caused me to accidentally panic and knock the wheelchair backwards sending me and Tavros sprawling onto the floor.

I picked myself up after a stunned moment, and really without thinking too much grabbed Tavros and string and duck tape out of my coat pocket. I tied him up and covered his mouth before shutting the closet. I then picked the wheel chair up setting it up right.

I started to clean myself up rushing to the door. Putting my shirt on, I opened the door. It was Gamzee.

Fuck. Fuckity. Fuck. Fuck. Why the hell was he here?

"Hey motherfucker," he smiled as he took a swig from his Faygo bottle. "Who the hell are you? Why are you in Tavros's house? "

I raised an eyebrow. "I came here to visit, but Tavros isn't here."

"I guess we're in the same boat," he laughed. "It's okay, what's your name motherfucker?"

He took a swig of red Faygo. I rolled my eyes at the idiot. Who the hell had taught this troll to dress. He looked like a fucking clown for gog's sake. A little ass clown bitch. I bet his blood is rust blood, the over confident bastard.

"You a little rust blood?" I smirked up at him. He was taller. That didn't make me any more intimidating

He shook his head and checked his now empty bottle of Faygo for more liquid. "No, but I would be motherfucking cool with it, I mean like me and my fucking Faygo are best friends like me and my bro Tav and Karkat...-"

I cut him short.

"So..." My body was still hot. "What are you?"

He tilted his head and he flashed an odd smile. "You'll find out. Honk!"

He made that stupid damn noise with that horn an his mouth, but I really didn't care. Virska was going to get what she wanted one way or another. And, if it involved bondage, I was going to do it regardless.

"So Gam.. Gamzee, that's your name right, why don't you tell me about yourself?" I sat him down on the wheelchair, and I sat down on his smiled goofily.

"I'm a believer in motherfuckin' miracles. I like Faygo and my slime pies." He honked again. "And, I like honking. Like fucking shit, it is da bomb. Da fucking bomb is honking."

I just shook my head not believing what I was hearing. I decided to take matters into my own hands at this point a I was a little sexyally frustrated.

I touched Gamzee's hand which had Faygo in it lightly. I lifted the bottle to my lips and took a swig. The light bubbly liquid made its way to my throat. I coughed slightly and blinked.

"Woah... That stuff, wow." I was flushed blue. I want expecting that. Anything really bubbly like that was usually really expensive and not so good for the blood.

He chuckled his weird chuckle and took a swig from the bottle again with a creepy knowing smile of pointed teeth.

But, before I could do or say anything, he said very low and seriously. "I am going to fuck you the hell up, because I am motherfucking sober."