Green, blue, fuschia... shades upon shades of alien blood are splattered messily against the black earthy rock walls. You grip your wand; only one more pheasant to finish off. You know he's most likely murdered the rest of your ''friends'', wherever he is. Though that may be true, he will come after you once he's done with his last victim. Why the last? Because you certainly aren't going to end up with a dumb look on your face, lying on the floor soaked in your own precious blood. Gamzee would surely get his filthy fingers covered with your luxurious color just to coat the dull walls in a primitive art work. You're not even sure if you can call it art.
HONK. You freeze. Your eyes grow wide at the tiny echo, knowing it's signaling a formidable foe. You attempt to stop your hand from shaking in vain.
HONK. You turn around. The sound seems to be coming from behind you. You swiftly get into a strifing position, brandishing your wand nervously.
HONK. No one comes. You wait a few more minutes; no lanky, ominous silhouette makes his way down the hall. No reeking scent of Faygo and who knows what other uncodly odor betrays the oncoming force of a sober juggalo.
Maybe he's not coming. You think hopefully.
''Hey there, motherfucker.''
You slowly turn your head around. Gamzee's mad face is only centimeters away from your own, his half-lidded blood-shot eyes driving ice-cold daggers into your skin. All of your courage drains away, leaving only an empty husk of yourself. You know you can't win.
''Hello, G-Gam... I, uh...um...'' Great, now I'm stuttering like Tav. If only he was here I could just...
''Did you know I've always wanted to make motherfucking miracles with you?'' Gamzee inches closer; you can smell the rancid stench of slime in his breath. His bloody hands grab your waist, and he licks your cheek. You freeze. Is he going to rape me...?
You take a shaking 's still need to panic.''G-Gam, if you really are red for me, then you could just l-let me go. This isn't-''
''No.'' Gamzee's voice turns lethal. His serene grin widens; his hands are now rubbing your thighs gently, moving up seductively. One sly hand floats over to the pants zipper, slowly unzipping the protective cloth.
Okay, now you can panic.
You raise your wand defensively, aiming it at Gamzee's head.''Whale, I'm not about to just give up either.'' Gamzee chuckles mirthfully, then snaps your wand in half like it was made from candy. He leans in, pressing his warm body against you, sending shivers up your spine. That's when you realize this situation is hopeless; you're starting to submit to the taller troll, letting his hands sneak lustfully into your pants. You gasp as he fondles your hardening length, grabbing his shoulders as he wraps one arm around and tugs off your scarf, sucking at your flaring gills. He licks them hungrily, letting his tongue dart in the small slits. You tighten your hold on him, throwing your head you like this so much is because no one has ever really loved you before, or actually wanted to touch you like this. You tilt your head back, spreading your legs so Gamzee can roughly insert one of his fingers into your hot entrance. Moans escape your lips shamelessly. In your head you hope no one can hear you.Gamzee licks your lips, and you let him slide his slick tongue into your mouth. He hungrily wrestles with your tongue, smashing his lips against you passionately.
''D-Don't be so rough... please...'' you moan, trying not to sound like you're enjoying this. You fail miserably.
''Bend down, motherfucker.'' Gamzee whispers in your ear. He unzips his own pants, revealing his writhing tentabulge.
You gulp. Kneeling in front of Gamzee, you look up at his calm face one more time; he still grins at you, grabbing locks of your silky raven hair and guiding you to his throbbing erection. You look at the huge thing in front of you anxiously. Cum spills out of the moving length that seems to be much bigger than your own. You swallow the jealousy burning in your throat. Now's not the time to be thinking about that. You tentatively lick the bulge, then slowly take in every inch, tangling your tongue with the slick tentacle probing your mouth. You try not to gag, clutching Gamzee's hips as he starts to buck. ''Motherfuck... Eridan, faster...!'' You obey, lavishing his writhing length with your cum-slicked he removes his bulge from your mouth, and leans down.
''Get on your motherfucking knees...''The lustful words send hot plumes of his breath down your neck, making pools of violet spill across your face.
You get down on your knees submissively. You can feel the tip of his tentabulge enter your entrance; you close your eyes and dig your nails into the floor to brace yourself for the rest of him. A massive writhing length enters your tight backside that rips a shaky scream from your lips. ''G-Gamzee! Ah, I... don't be so, ahn...!'' Pain melts into pleasure; sweat coats your body, forcing the temperature in the room to steadily rise as Gamzee thrusts his moving length into you forcefully. He honks, fitting himself deeper and deeper into you. You scream, his wriggling bulge hitting your sweet spot. ''Oh cod! Ah! Yes, right there!''
As shameful as it is, you can't help but start to beg him for more. Gamzee grabs your own tentabulge, sliding his thumb and index finger across your length, over and over again. You moan uncontrollably, closing your eyes in pure pleasure. The climax hits you in full force; both you and Gamzee come, spreading your genetic material all over the cold floor and your hot bodies.
Gamzee pulls out, letting you crumple to the floor. You sit up, realizing that you can't sit down properly due to your overly-sore bottom. You look up, finding yourself gazing into Gamzee's glazed over amber eyes. Even if he's sober, even if he did just rape me, I think I just fell in love with him. You lick your lips nervously, then decide it's for the best to just spit it out. ''Do you really love me?''
Gamzee pulls on his underwear, and sits down in front of you. He cups your face lovingly, planting a soft kiss on your moist lips. ''Of course I do, Eridan. You're the best motherfucking thing I've ever seen. Even better than the motherfucking messiahs.'' He chuckles, wrapping your scarf around your neck. You blush, letting his cool fingers brush your heated skin.
''I love you, too. Even if you did kinda just... raped me.''
''Bro, it's not rape if you like it.'' You guess he has a good point there.
RAPE! Sorry about that. I just couldn't resist it. You don't know what kind of batshit crazy crap you get when you try to Google this pair.I saw some pretty weird stuff, trust meh.*honk* This one-shot was inspired by some random fanfics I ran into on accident, and I started thinking about the time when Gamzee started killing everyone, and how Eridan had also did some of his own chizz too. Then things kinda went lemony, and that's how I ended up writing this! Funny how things work out. Heheheheh... SEE YOU NEXT TIME!