.:Chapter One:.
((Listen, my story, and in this shit, Tavros ain't paralyzed.))
A tall troll, going by the name of Gamzee Makara, one night pounded on his friend's door. No sopor in his system. Ready to take anything down and kill it if it pissed him off enough. He knocked again. "Let me in, Tav." Not even five seconds later he flipped. "OPEN THE MOTHERFUCK UP." Cautiously, Tavros opened the door. Looking at Gamzee. Gamzee was wearing a wicked smile. "Hey motherfucker."
Tavros swallowed hard. His heart beating faster. "...Are you okay?"
"Yeah..." took him a few seconds to talk again. "WHY THE MOTHERFUCK ARE YOU QUESTIONING SHIT?"
Tavros jumped, he could feel something hurting. His chest tightening. "...Y-you just seem upset."
Gamzee paused. "uh, yeah, I'm chill." Tavros went to open his mouth. But Gamzee talked in place of him. "QUESTION ME AGAIN I'LL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF." He let out a heavy grunt. Glaring. Tavros jumped, and let out a whimper. Gamzee smirked. "It's chill, Tavbro. I won't hurt a motherfucker."
Tavros again swallowed hard. Gamzee's smirk turned into a creepy, toothy grin. "Can a motherfucker get a hug?" Tavros didn't answer. He was too scared to. "ANSWER ME, LOWBLOOD." Tavros was trying his hardest not to start crying. "G-gamzee...y-you're scaring me."
"Why?"
"...Your mood swings. Are you okay?" Tavros kept his distance. Gamzee growled. "I said I was fine. Didn't I?"
Tavros nodded. "...Okay, but if you need anything, let me kn-"
"Can I get a motherfucking answer or will I have to discipline a shitblood?"
Tavros lets a tear escape his eye. Getting hurt obviously when he was called a 'shitblood'. "Y-yes...you can have a hug." His voice cracked. Gamzee gave Tavros a rib crushing hug. Feeling his own bulge twitch. Oh yes. This is it.
Wait. "Tavbro, you chill? Which motherfucker hurt you?"
Tavros paused and tried to sound confident. "You." He let a few more tears trail down his cheeks. "You literally just called me a shitblood." Gamzee shrugged it off. His bulge was trying to make itself known. He growled. "Must of slipped."
Tavros almost broke down. His voice was cracking. "Y-yeah...slipped." He was silent. Gamzee got pissed.
"ARE YOU REALLY ACTING SCARED LIKE A MOTHERFUCKING WRIGGLER?" Tavros flinched. Gamzee was feeling more alive more than ever. The fear that Tavros was showing was exciting him. He felt bad inside. A voice in his head kept yelling. 'You're hurtin' Tavbro! Cut that motherfucking shit out!'
"Like I said. I wouldn't hurt a motherfucker." he glared. "Unless you make me."
Tavros was shaking. Took very little for Gamzee to walk over and hug him. The voice was yelling at him again. 'Don't hurt him. DON'T YOU EVEN MOTHERFUCKING THINK ABOUT HURTING HIM'.
Tavros started calming down. Gamzee smirked. "Such a scared little shit." Tavros forgot it wasn't his Gamzee he was holding onto to. Tavros pulled back. "You keep getting really lo-" He stopped. "D-did you eat any sopor today?"
Gamzee kept quiet. "Who the motherfuck knows." That voice. It was bugging him again. 'Stop it'.
"Gamzee, please tell me you're not trying to not eat it." Tavros was worried. "I have some you can eat, okay?"
"Shit fucks up a troll. Makes them weak and motherfucking pathetic. LIKE A LITTLE MOTHERFUCKING LOWBLOOD I KNOW."
Tavros' eyes were again filling with tears. "Gamzee, I need you to listen to me, okay? Remember why you started eating it? All the pain you were going through. The ange-" He ran to his respiteblock. Slamming the door shut and locking it. This is miraculous. 'Don't go near him. DON'T GO NEAR HIM MOTHERFUCKER.' That damn voice. Fuck.
Gamzee walks to Tavros' respiteblock. He knocked on Tavros' door. "Let me in."
Tavros was sitting in the corner of his respiteblock, crying. Letting all his fear out. "W-why? So you can call me names again? Whats wrong with you, Gamzee? You'd never make me so scared or upset. You're completely different." He ran to the door, throwing it open. "This is because you called me those names. The Gamzee I know would be upset if I so much as frowned."
He laughed. "Motherfucker went on vacation. GONE LIKE MOTHERFUCKING GOATDAD."
"Yeah, I'm red for that Gamzee. So. Fucking. Red. For. Him. So let me know when he's back."
Oh, just wait. "What?"
"As a matter of fact, I was planning on telling him today. But it looks like my Gamzee's on vacation. So, when you find the Gamzee that doesn't call me weak, pathetic, a shitblood and all those things. You let me know."
"Tav, chill"
"Chill? CHILL? You're telling me to chill when you talk as loud as you can when you're made angry by anything."
"I SAID MOTHERFUCKING CHILL." He pushed Tavros down. "Don't talk back to me. I am higher than you. In everything."
Tavros voice cracked. "Get out of my hive, Gamzee. Get out or I'm leaving." Gamzee grabbed Tavros. "I don't have too listen to a shitblood." Tavros started crying again. Pulling away. Gamzee grabbed him and pulled him back. "I MOTHERFUCKING SAID NO, MOTHERFUCKER."
His eyes were hurting. "G-gamzee, t-that h-hurts."
He released the grip. "What does?"
He was shaking. Crying. "Shhh. I would never kill my favourite motherfucker." He shaked his head 'No' and cried harder. "I-I'm just a shitblood, remember? I'm not your favourite anything."
Gamzee felt his bulge moving again. Letting out a deep breath. "Fine. My favourite shitblood." Tavros pushed him away. Walking over to his coon. He grabbed a handful of Sopor. It dripping as he was Carrying it over to Gamzee, he growled. "Don't even".
"P-Pl-Please."
"NO. I WILL RIP YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HEAD OFF."
Tavros jumped. Cringing. He didn't know whether to run or stay. He let the rest of the sopor drip out of his hand. He started to run. Coming so close to the door. Then Gamzee tackled him. The voice was yelling at him again. 'YOU'RE HURTIN' TAVBRO. GET OFF OF HIM, YOU SADISTIC MOTHERFUCKER.' Instead of listening to the voice, he planted a kiss on Tavros, splitting both of their lips. His bulge was getting restless. He licked both him and Tavros' blood off his lips.
Delicious.
'Don't hurt him'. After awhile. The voice went away. A new one came. Encouraging him. 'Do it.' He picked Tavros up. The rustblooded troll shaking like a leaf. "D-don't hurt me, Gamzee."
'Slam that motherfucker into the wall. Make him bleed.'
Soon they were up in his respiteblock. He put Tavros down softly. Walking over to Tavros' clothes. He grabbed a few shirts. Four to be exact. He started undressing Tavros. After he was done, he looked at the shirts. He used one shirt as a blindfold for Tavros. Used another to tie his hands behind his back, tied his ankles together with another, and used the fourth shirt as a gag.
Then that voice came back. 'What are you doing? Gamzee Makara. This is Tavbro you're hurting. You're red for this miraculous motherfucker. Or as humans say, in love. Don't hurt him. He finally motherfucking admitted he felt the same. This isn't you. This isn't me.'
