Full Summary : These are just little ficlets of Dave that I think up, if you leave a suggestion, or a promp in the comments, I might do it!
Warnings : Yaoi, Smut, and Swearing!
Disclamer : Homestuck belongs to Andrew Hussie
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Once Upon a Dream Part 2
Dave tried to look back at Bro. All Dave could think about was he was about to be fuck up mentally and physically. Shit, Dave didn't want to think that right now. All he could do was do whatever Bro wanted him to do, because Dave knew better to struggle against someone has you by the balls and dick.
Gloved fingers slowly stroked up and down Dave's dick and fuck, Dave was determined to win this fight along with any another strife.
Dave knew better to try to struggle, so the next best thing was not to make any noises, correction try not to make any noises. That notion slipped out of his mind when Bro circled his thumb around the head of his dick. Dave let out a small gasp, Bro didn't miss that. Dave felt bro lick and nibble along his neck, damn another gasp, sound dammit! Not gasp! Was out of his mouth before he could stop himself.
"Dave, have you been a bad boy?" Bro mumbled into Dave's shoulder, his voice was muffled, but Dave could hear it loud and clear.
Shit, Dave didn't know that Bro would ever use that voice with him. Sure he's heard him speak like that a couple of times, only over the phone whoever he was talking to and Dave would be trying sneak into his room for whatever reason. The sound was low, husky, seductive, and held so many promises of the things they could do, the potential it held.
"do i really need to sa-nughh!" Oh fuck! Was all Dave brain seemed to process, that and Bro currently digging a blunt nail into his slit, shit! Even normal Dave was careful about that, because it felt so good, even the pain Dave had to admit, it was addicting, and he wasn't sure if he was about to fall over the edge just yet.
Dave swore he could even hear the smirk in Bro's smug voice as he said "A little sensitive, aren't we?"
"f-f-fuck y-you!" Dave knew that he shouldn't be stuttering, heck he's been through, at least in his mind, a lot worse than this!
He could feel his pale cheeks heat up and felt his breaths coming on a little harder, but Dave refuses to even consider that he's panting because he's defiantly is not! Bro traced back towards the part of his neck that he knew would make Dave hitch his breath a shuddered in his arms, and hands.
Bro smirked he felt the undying urge to say, 'I will, if you want me to.' but he felt that was too un-cool and wayyy to un-ironic. Instead he cooked up another plan.
Dave probably knew he was an embarrassing mess now, but he refused to acknowledge it. Ironically or non-ironically, all thought of winning this battle was now all forgotten as he started to thrust and buck his hips up into Bro's hands. His mind absently felt the odd feeling of fingerless leather gloved rubbing against his dick.
Bro knew how to make his shudder and turn him into a moaning mess his hands, Dave felt him start stroking a little faster and his half lidded eyes stared at some point in the middle of his room through his lopsided aviators and tried to concentrate on the hands stroking, up and down. Tight, but not too tight so that it was uncomfortable, if you could say, it was perfect.
Dave could feel that he was close to cumming, he could feel everything tense up and that was the only warning he gave before he came. White arches was sprayed across his stomach. He simultaneously threw his head back, and he felt his head bump and crack something, but as pleasure overflowed his mind and sense, he didn't even register what he might of cracked until-
"Dave! Shit! You just broke my shades! How the fuck am I supposed to go outside and fix the AC now?"
Dave mind still on his pleasure high was confused whaaa? What? A little more than dazed. Only when his brother stood up and came around to meet his eyes around the front could he see the pissed of face, full face, of Bro.
He has amazingly brilliant orange eyes, the kind that sparkled and was smothering when the immense fire ball they dared to call the Sun. It was the consistency of amber all opaque and transparent at the same time.
All Dave could do in his dazed state was stare into the orange eyes, heck Dave thought, they even look fucking hot when they are mad and glaring at him, maybe especially mad and glaring at him! Dave swallowed then began to say something bout before he could say anything, Bro's hand reached towards his face and grabbed his aviators and slipped them on to his own face.
"I'm confiscating them for the rest of the day and night, and I will be borrowing them to fix the AC."
Before Dave could protest, Bro leaned over and whispered in his ear "Unless..." Pause "You come over to my room later this night, then I'm sure you can arrange something."
Oh fuck.
AN: 8D so I suck at writing smut, well I hope that was okay. Personally I just love the part when Bro "steals" Dave's aviators, sooo 8D anyways, my fave part, I think I'll have to continue this later, like an update a week or so.
Oh! BTW, Anyone here like Sollux 3 Erdian? Cuz 8D I so ship that.
Anyone like the midnight crew? 8D I'm obsessed with Droog.
