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Warnings: Kinky ass shit. Be afraid. and blame homestuck sex .com for most of it. I don't even know. But... I don't even know. It ends. Somewhere down there -v- And then there are important things.
Ugh, that annoying ass ringtone. The hell was it doing going off so early? It had to be, what, three in the morning right? Blindly, Sollux groped the night table, searching for the source of the incessant noise. "The fuck you want?" He mumbled incoherently. But the noise kept going. "Shit..." Sighing, he actually made the effort to push the blurry green button on the screen. "Hello who'th thpeaking? Oh wait hold on, fuck, thorry, thith ith Thollukth thpeaking here talking who are you?" He was babbling into the phone, sitting up to rub his eyes with his fore finger and thumb. "TZ I told you to th-top calling tho damn early, not erryone waketh up at the crack of dawn like you."
John blushed as he started his car, plugging the keys into the ignition. "Sorry. I woke you up didn't I? Damn. Sorry." John mumbled, feeling bad already. "You can go back to sleep. I didn't mean to disturb you, uh sorry. Night." he said quietly into the phone, this time waiting for the predictable response. 'its fine. night. talk to you later.' John placed his phone in the connectino thing so that he could talk and drive without holding the phone. Not that he would need it for much longer. But hey, whatever.
"No, no, no, John, hold up." Taking a moment to stretch his arms into the air, he kicked the blankets off. "Alright, I'm back. What'th up kid? You done with your clath already? Damn, what'th the actually time? Shit, it's eight." Sollux shook his head out. "Whoopth, I'm rambling. Ugh. You probably might have to get uthed to that. Tho yeah. What'th goin' on?"
John smiled when he said his first line. He almost felt like laughing as he rambled. But when he finished he replied, not without giddiness in his voice. "Of course I haven't had my class already. I'm going to it silly...sorry. Again. Uhm...nothing really. Just...uh...can I come over later? I don't really wanna go home..." he said slowly, but loud enough for the mic on his phone to hear. Suddenly he was glad he had worn the clothes he did. With the skinny jeans nice on his legs, and although it was old, he was wearing his favorite shirt. He had convinced himself it was lucky, with the little green ghost thing on it.
"Quit th-tuttering dumbath, of courthe you can come over. You can come over anytime you want." Sollux said with a smile, falling back on the bed and yawning. "Let yourthelf in. Go ahead, pull a Karkat on me." Captor managed a chuckle at the joke. "How are you? How'd you thleep lath-t night?" He considered saying how much he'd missed John, but, then again he did have a sort of bad boy reputation to uphold. "Did you have any... dreamth or anything?" It was hard being a sweet boyfriend and a sly devil at the same time.
"Oh god no. After yesterday? No. That would be terrible." he smiled just a tad, though it was still an overly tainted memory to him. "Yeah actually. I had the best dream ever. It was great. You were in it...but I'm not gonna say anything else. My lips equal sealed." he said chirpily. He was paying attentino to the conversation, but he was a careful driver, and therefore was over concentrated on the road.
John's slow replying was fine by Sollux. He was too groggy to think straight, only to smile at the good memories of the night before. The six minutes before they'd been intercepted. Hey. Maybe they could continue? But it was not likely. "Maybe, y'know, I could pry thothe lipth loothe when you get over here? In cathe you've forgotten, I'm ath thweet ath honey. Heh, heheh." Jesus, the thoughts he had when he was half asleep. Those were not things that should ever be exploited.
John chuckled, blushing ever so slightly, but encouraged by the fact that he knew Sollux wasn't in the car over hm and that this was a phone call. "Hm...maybe you can...but I bet you're not so sweet. We'd probably have to dribble some on you or something. I love honey though and that'd be a waste." 'Oh god oh god oh god. What am I even saying? Maybe Karkat was right, I am a slut.'
"It wouldn't be a wath-te at all! I mean, if thomeone were there to clean it off, you know..." Well this was surely waking him up! Eyes blinking a little faster, excitement building just the slightest bit. Was John being serious? No, he had to be jesting. "Hey John, you in your car?" Oh god, no no, the idea was too exhilarating. He couldn't. He just couldn't. Even in the thought was making him laugh out loud in thrill. No, that was just too dirty. He was expecting John to find some lie to wiggle his way out of it now, but at this point? Sollux didn't even know if he cared. He'd probably just hang up the phone with a smile and lay back to fantasize. After all, he was already laying on his bed.
"I do like my honey served warm. And I'm sure you'd warm it..." inclining his head to the right he answered the question. "Yeah...why?" he was surprised about the question. Then again, that might have been general shock over what he was saying. But hey, if you're gonna talk like a slut, then be a slut. Not a tease who doesn't follow through. Right? Although that'd have to wait..he was nearing his science camp class thing.
"No reathon, no reathon what-tho-ever, baby." But yeah. He would warm it. He'd make it nice and soft and sticky, and the two of them would never part. Ever. "Huh, did you thay thomething?" He'd honestly spaced out for a moment, the fantasies becoming more and more vivid. Sollux however, was sure to do his best and keep his breathing steady over the phone. "Hurry up and get over here alright? But no alcohol for you. I think that's why you felt tho shitty. It'th locked now. Heehee."
"Oh. Pf. Whatever. If I want it I'll get to it...I'll be over soon." John bit his lip, he'd be late to his class...or possibly not even go. Oh well. He wouldn't get another chance like this, when his age truly sunk in in his brain. "And when I say I get it. I'm not just talking about alcohol." here was the literal fork in the road, and he took a left. Toward's Sollux's house. "But y'know. I like to drive preeeetty slow."
Was he? Was he dirty talking? Oh god, he couldn't be. But it was true. What had gotten into this innocent boy? Oh like it mattered! The way John was playing with his mind. Shit! Would he even hold out until the kid arrived? Sollux groaned at the comment. "Pretty pretty pleathe drive fath-ter?" Maybe begging would work? After all, he needed a practice toy. 'What are you thinking? He might completely change his mind once he gets here! Last night was just a lucky chance. John drank way too fast. He was fresh to it. Young. Stupid. Don't take advantage of the guy.' Yet, the other voice told him something completely opposite. To get what you want, you have to step on a few toes.
"Hm...I guess." although the wish had already been granted, seconds before he said it. He was driving just a few miles above the speed limit. "Hm..." he murmured. "I'm only like five minutes away from your house, can you even last that long?" John said in a high, light teasing voice. Though in all honesty, his voice looked like a very ripe tomato. Because no longer could he entertain thoughts of Sollux being across town with the dirty words, no. Now he was going straight to him with the promise of...
"Nope!" He replied in a chirpy tone, huffing his breath to try to at least keep steady. "Thith ith not okay," he muttered. "I juth-t woke up. I have to, I have to brush my teeth." Wow did he sound weak. He could only imagine what John was thinking. And John sounded so calm too. Whereas honey boy over here probably had the most pathetic tone of voice in the history of mankind. Shit, it was agonizing to walk, making sure to keep his hands exactly where he could see them. Like a sort of promise. Or bet really, that be felt like he'd made with John. No way. Setting the phone on the counter, Sollux felt like he could actually breathe now, panting as he quickly washed a night of sleep away. This really. This really was the perfect way to wake up. "I have the beth-t motherfucking boyfriend." Smirking at himself in the mirror, examining the slightly flushed face he had, Sollux picked up the phone again. "I'm back. You're holding in there too, aren't you? I mean, you've got to thuth-tain yourthelf for me. I don't want you tainted or anything!" Well, even if John did come over and pussy out, at least Sollux could come up with the cover story of having been joking, right? Yeah. That was still in session.
In the moments Sollux had left, John had stared in the mirror and calmed down his blush. Although skinny jeans were starting to be torture on him. This whole situation was torture in general. And by the time Sollux was back, John had not-so-smoothly pulled into the driveway. "Ngh. Yeah. I am. And another thing I am is, at your house. I'll be up in two point five...maybe more. You have a looot of stairs to climb up. A whole bunch really." Just like last night John was pushing himself not to back down. He was dating Sollux, Sollux was an adult. And adults had needs. Need John could easily fulfill. "See you in a sec." he said, just a whisper, into the phone and hung up. 'Deep breath. Okay.' With that thought fresh in his mind, John left his car and walked slowly up the path to the door. Uncomfortably shuffling in the tight jeans. And then he entered. It seemed so loud to him, in the quiet house. With a small nibble at his lip he started climbing up the stairs to Sollux's room.
Sollux was starting to go crazy, pressure building higher and higher. Hanging up the phone, he threw it on the bed, throwing himself down at well. Gah, who gave a fuck anymore! No one would notice... It wasn't his fault that his hands liked to wander. They had a mind of their own. Just a little friction, to make it feel the tiniest bit better? The steps creaked and Sollux froze. But, y'know, not for too long. 'Shit, I've really gone and done it now, convincing myself. Fuck, I'm delusional! I have to take my pills, shit, but, but.' He threw a leg over the other and shifted, propping his head up and smiling at the door. "Hello," he said sensually, giving a little wink. Then, he added the laugh. The sort of 'I-was-actually-fucking-with-you-it-was-all-a-big-funny-joke-ha-ha' laugh. 'I am a truly terrible person.'
John smiled at Sollux, a hint of the blush peeking back onto his face. He looked over the other's body, looked at the way he was laying. And slowly he walked to the bed. "So come here often?" he asks teasingly, as if he were a stripper in a strip club. Although the skinny jeans hinted a little at erotic dancing, in Johns mind at least. Perhaps he would strip for him? Oh god, that's ludacris. All of this is ludacris. But he planned to deliver a pleasure filled mornign. Perhaps it was a way of apologizing. Lucking the black color of his jeans and the lowlight of the room hid the problem more southern, because otherwise, he would be just a tomato again. Useless for anything.
Shit, this was really getting awkward wasn't it. "Only ever tho often," he chuckled back, actually deciding to sit up... Though, he did continue to feel like a spectator. Eyes feasting. That shirt looked familiar. But, that was alright, right? It wasn't like he was here for anything special. Or was headed anywhere special. School, after all. And Captor too. Nothing special in the slightest. "Oh, it'th really dark in here. Hadn't realithed. Here, I'll get it." In an attempt to be chill about this whole thing, he quickly sat up, foot momentarily tangled in the sheets. "Ack!" Catching himself, he gripped John's shoulders, closing in on his face, but moving away before any contact occured. "I gueth I should probably let thome fresh air in too, hah, haha!"
"Uh..." After momentarily grabbing his lip in between his teeth, John moved forward towards Sollux. And smashed his lips upon the others. Well it was less of a smash and more a soft erotic carress of lips. His arms found their way around the other's neck and he held himself there. Worried the whole time that Sollux would pull away like, 'nope. no sirreee. Not happening. Go home and have a visti with your left hand, or right.'
He did pull away, but not for the reason John thought. Eyes wide and calculating, he searched John's azure ones, hesitating. "So you want it to be dark?" There was a tense pause, but finally something snapped. "Oh to hell with this," he finally sighed, exasperated and heated, spinning the two suddenly in a twirl and pushing John backwards onto the mattress. "If I'm making you uncomfortable at any point in time," he began, growling slightly. "Tell me to th-top." No promises he would though. It was too much. This blue-eyed teen was just too fucking cute. Delving down, he was about to swoop and continue that kiss, but he halted. No. No more lip to lip. None of that for the remainder of this. Instead he kissed John's throat, trailing his tongue just for a tad. Maybe, to tease him? Yes, it was just one of the things he had up his sleeve. Leaving another wet kiss, he softly blew cold air on it, just imaging the tingles it brought out. Hands travelled as well, sliding up the front of his shirt but so sure not to lift the shirt itself far too much. "Heh, you're warm," Sollux remarked, breathing against John's jaw, tweaking those pert little nipples. Oh he was enjoying himself more than he should've been.
John's mind was whirling from being forcefully pushed back but when Sollux told him- growled at him really- he nodded his head slightly. 'Oh god this is really happening.' Much to his embarrassment, when kisses and licks were administered to his skin, he et out a little whimpers. He was almost the steriotypical blushing virgin, well in his mind at least. He was blushnig, and he was a virgin. But not for long. But when Captor's hand ventured up his chest he didn't really t think about it until he felt tiny bolts of pleasure rush through him, and his leg jerked up a bit. "Ngh." He crossed his legs ever so slightly, trying to get some kind of frictino, and locked his jaw. But damn, you could still here the noises in his throat.
It was difficult to laugh at the squirming and whimpering, tantalizing as it was. The sudden movements John made, Sollux had seen those. And he wasn't about to pretend he hadn't. One hand slipped away to rest on John's thigh, trying to wiggle in between the tightly locked legs. "Getting a little ahead of ourthelveth, aren't we there?" he panted in John's ear, managing the lightest of kisses. "I think thith ith my job." It was. Sollux had claimed rights on all of John at this point really. "You're not allowed until I tell you!" It was sick, twisted amusement, just wanting John to writhe under his touch- or rather, to writhe because he wasn't touching the special spots he could. "Give me the magic wordth, babe."
Despite wanting to feel the pressure there he slowly succumbed to Sollux's will and parted his legs. Which made his toes curl in his shoes. 'Damn, I'm still wearing my shoes!' Was an abstract thought until he brought back to the moment by Sollux's husky words. "Please?" he asked, begged really, hoping that was what Captor had meant. He was mildly startled by how he was being, but John went along with it. If this major dominate submissive thing was his thing...then if he refused to go along with it... Well that'd be stupid. Images invaded his mind of him doing this with other people, but John pushed them away. Instead, while it was near he lightly kissed along the neck of the other.
'Yes, just like that, don't keep your little legs closed off from me,' he thought, sliding his into John's inner thigh now, moving up very, very slowly. This was for driving slow. It was time for payback. And all the toying John'd managed to sneak in for the past couple of days. Shuddering at having his throat touched, he squeezed John's thigh once for encouragement, retreating his left hand from under the warm shirt. That hand was going to be put to a better use soon, but for now, he propped himself on that elbow and ran those fingers through John's hair lovingly- but only to distract from the evil things he had planned. But John was trying to avert eye contact. "Oh no no, look at me. Unleth... Oh, tho you're looking at that drawer? I think I get it... You kinky little shit, if you were into bondage you could've told me. I love you remember, I won't judge."
John blushes harder and looks up at the ceiling. "I duuuuunno. I only share my kinks with a few people." he said lightly. 'If Sollux bonded him...' Okay well honestly John did find the idea fascinating and was quite willing to participate. Although he'd never say it outloud. He caught himself glimpsing at the drawer. Was there really bonding stuff in there? Oh dear... His eyes flickered to Sollux's lips. Still too shy too look into the other male's eyes. He found himself wanting to ask if there was that stuff in there, and the question formed on his lips. But he stopped. It wouldn't be the best thing ever to ask. To many negative outcomes. Slowly he brought his lips back to Sollux's neck. "It would keep my legs apart wouldn't it?" That could still be dealt with as joking, right?
Barking a soft laugh, Sollux pushed himself away, straightening out his shirt and clearing his throat. He turned away from John heading towards the door, and turned the knob. No, he wasn't leaving. Actually it was the opposite. He was checking. He was locking the two inside. To ensure no unwanted visitors of course. Taking his sweet time, Captor eventually glided to the drawer, opening the special box of secrets. Removing it, he let the binds linger in the air for a little, waiting for John to see them. See them very well. After what he deemed was long enough, he cracked the binds in the air, loving the sound they made. Hovering over, he made it to John again, grinning wickedly. Grabbing him roughly by the collar, he jerked John upwards in a sitting position, but leaned to kiss where the harsh fabric may have burned him, utilizing his right hand to gruffly pull John's garment off of his torso. When that was said and then, he tenderly wrapped John's hands behind his back, eventually, using both hands to tighten the buckle on Egbert's wrists rather harshly, resting his chin in the dip of his shoulder so he could watch his own work with admiration.
John's heart almost stopped when Sollux stood and walked to the door, but when he locked it he relaxed. And then he...'Oh my god he does have binds.' He bit at his lip but sat passively as they were set onto his wrists, as they were tightened. With Captor's head in the position it was in John turned his own and kissed the temple of the other. "It appears you've caught me, what're you gonna do with me now?" he asked breathily into his ear. Blushing a little. He really was bad at the whole dirty talking thing.
"Mmm." Sollux was pondering that thought. And why not enjoy the temple kiss at the same time? Multitasking, right? Now Captor was the one to straddle Egbert, pushing down the boy with the restrained limbs. Wow. He really could do anything with him now, couldn't he? "I'm going to have my way with you." As if that wasn't obvious enough, he still felt it needed to be said. "Anything you want? I might be happy to comply..." The thought trailed off with a smirk and Sollux bit his lip, thinking. 'What would be the best way to tease him? The most sensitive spot to kiss right now?' There weren't a lot of options available, but he would make do, barely brushing his lips over the freshly bare skin of John's torso.
Luckily the position of his arms didn't hurt when he was pushed back. Oh god, his words were so...sexy. Johns hips lightly jerked up at the kiss to his stomach. It was unexpected and pleasant. Although much to light for his tastes. John was happy that at the moment his legs were tied down or anything, because he was able to wrap his legs over the other and pull him closer. It wasn't that easy. But it had a good outcome.
No. Pulling back again, Sollux, pushed John's legs down. It was going to be tender. And gentle. And agonizing. He was grinning by the time he got to John's hip bone, tracing his teeth along before finally biting down. Wow, had he already reached his destination? Nope, it was much too quick. To make that apparent he ceased the pecks for a little while, taking the time to keep his breathing even before saluting John's patience with lip contact right above that annoying little button that was keeping his pants off.
Egbert would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the dominance that Sollux was exhibiting. And then there was that bite, he was able to control his hips just then, but then he laid another kiss. Only barely holding back the movements his body wanted to make. "Gh. Sollux." he whined a little and rubbed his shoed foot along the part of the other's leg he could reach. Trying to entice him into doing more. This just wasn't fair. Not at all.
"Breathing a little harder there?" he asked, eyes glimmering. By now Sollux could decipher this kind of body language. He'd been in John's place before, much more often than he'd ever admit, but still. Again, it was Captor's duty to remove himself from his current task, slipping John's sneakers off, letting them drop to the floor. Doing his best to keep from causing too much friction at all, he began to wiggle Egbert out of those pesky skinnies, no matter how fine he looked in them. "Heh," he chuckled at his pale body, smoothly kissing the soft calf.
John's hips jerked again. "D-damn. T-take of some clothes." He said in a bossy sort of way. He felt embarrassed being here almost completely naked, whereas Sollux was completely dressed. And those kisses, they were antagonizing. John let his head fall back slightly. A small sigh on his lips. Looking at the actions made them all so much better and worse.
"I don't know if I want to," he replied with a joking kind of force. But despite his response, he took no time at all in removing his shirt. The air was already warmed up for him, and he adored it. "You keep writhing your cute little body all over... It can't only be me!" Maybe now was the chance to strike higher. Instead of gradually making his way upwards like he'd originally planned, leading butterflies, he instead pushed his lips onto John's soft inner thigh. "Can it?" the question was much, much softer than that false disbelieving voice he'd had on previously. "I mean, the heat'th practically radiating off of you."
"Gh. Yes. It's you. And you're being a terrible tease." he mumbled, The kiss was so.. 'God. Just...' his thought process was basically deteriorated and the sentence he had spoken had been truly a miracle. His toes kept curling up and he was tempted to sit up and in some way dominate. BUt that wasn't exactly possible in this predicament.
"And you love it." It was a simple retort. He was inching closer to the prize, examining John's reactions with watchful eyes. Sollux's own brain was mush, inebriated with pure lust, completely fuddled. Surely thinking was rendered useless at this point. Well, now what? There was only John's boxers left to tug at with his teeth, but hands up Sollux leaned to lock eyes, swim in them, decipher what John was thinking. "What do you want me to do now?" he asked sweetly, pursing his lips in feigned innocence.
"Uh..." there were lots of things John wanted him to do. But he could never say them. He tugged at his lip between his teeth -he really needed to stop doing that- and then came up with a clever enough response. "You're the master. Do whatever you want. Duh."
"But, Joooohn," he whined, batting his lashes and laying on top of him, running his hands down the front of John's chest. Tracing a pattern, Sollux pretended to be slightly distracted, grinning as he looked down. "Oh I have plenty of bad, bad thingth I'm going to do to you." He looked back up, searching John's expression. "I need to know the beth-t way to make my toy beg."
John let out a slow shakey breath. "Do ya now? I dunno...I'm pretty hard to break. Take your best shot." his voice was confidant, and he had a smirk on his face. He was scared to death of succumbing to Sollux in a stupid way. He wanted to show his dominance and he was ready. Although if the rest of it would be better than even the hands...then... he wouldn't win this battle quite yet.
Matching John's arrogance, Sollux grinned right back. "Don't mind if I do." Making sure John's eyes didn't wander, they stared at each other for some time, Sollux's fingers tiptoeing to the boxers, laying a light, caressing hand on the front. "Ith thith any good? Oh wait," he gasped, retreating rather quickly, but not before a teasing brush. "I don't think I wath granted permission yet." The words were drenched in sarcasm, but still, this was all pretty damn entertaining.
"Uh er. Well. Then I guess you're a pretty lame master." he stumbled over his words. The touches sending his mind reeling. Thoughts really couldn't form in anymore, vertigo had taken the place of his brain and his thought about trying to get out of the cuffs. Yeah, that would show him. But there was really no way out of them.
Huffing, Sollux was on his knees again, eyebrows suddenly furrowed. "And you're really fucking terrible at thith," he pushed through gritted teeth. "But I gueth it juth-t goeth to show who'th really in charge here, hmm?" No, he was sick of this. Thrusting one hand, it skillfully wrapped around John's jaw, pushing his head down and back. "You're not allowed to watch unleth I tell you to." With his graceful free hand, he pulled those milky thighs up, eyes feasting on where to tease next. It was simple, really. In this position, all he could do was prod at it through the fabric, chuckling every time he made the boy twitch, even in the slightest. Sollux took great care to make each targeted area a little different, trying to keep up the element of surprise.
There was a slight moment of fear when that devilish smirk appeared on his face. When his legs were parted. And then he was lightly prodded. And all he could do was jerk. Let out small puffs of air. His arms, still tied, were locked beneath him and he was in a real pickle. And then Sollux prodded what was probably the most sensitive part on his inner thigh besides the main organ. "Gh. Okay. Okay you're in charge. I get it." he let out a small whine into the words, his muscles in his legs were tensed. He didn't dare move his legs again. John felt a perverse joy in the whole thing though, being dominated. Being tied.
"Heh." That was the vocal reaction to John's confession. However, fingers were the ones doing all the talking. Eventually, a better idea popped into Sollux's mind. A perfect plan to make sure John wasn't able to get sneak peeks, and plus, it'd be easier. Adrenaline already pumping with how exhilarated he was, Sollux had no problems lifting the boy to promptly turn him over, whispering in his ear. "Who'th in charge?" he inquired curiously, as if he hadn't heard the first time. What else would've swollen his massive ego and made him confident enough to slide a hand on John's sweet little cheeks, commenting on them with a smack. "Heehee," Sollux giggled, pulling down the boxers partly.
John was only slightly surprised about the position they were pulled into. He was more so a little pride depraved, he had already lost enough of it he didn't want to lose more by repeating the words. But then a smack was delivered to his bum. "Sssss." the beginning of a name faded out into a hiss. But it didn't feel all too bad. It hurt a little but was somewhat pleasurable in some way. "Sh-hit. You are." he mumbled reluctantly. Although, he didn't know what his motive behind it was. WHy he didn't just stay silent.
"Thay it again," Sollux ordered. "Thothe mumbleth make it tho ingenuine." He wanted to make sure John understood. His little pet had to learn to repeat it loyally. Only then would he be satisfied. "What are you waiting for?" The words were breathed on tender skin as Sollux kissed John in the arch of his back, nuzzling him for the slightest moment before pecking the place his hand'd made contact. Wow, how fun it was to reach up, touching him through the boxers again. But this time he could properly fondle Egbert, amused by how stiff he was already. (Okay, so Sollux wasn't any better, but still.)
No. He wouldn't say it again. And then Sollux was touching him again. "Ngh." his legs tensed again. After the soft nuzzling he hadn't really expected that. "Fine fine. You are." he mumbled again. His face had yet again flushed a dark red and he was hardly happy with his words. Although it didn't really matter because Sollux was sending shots of pleasure through his body.
"You mumbled again." Sollux was quick to call John out on it, but that didn't speed or relent the rubs he was supplying. "Again. Thay it with my name in your thententhe." Captor may have been getting a little picky, but he was allowed wasn't he? Of course that choosiness was dissipating, when he shimmied those boxers completely down. No way he was touchingly directly anymore. And if he decided to go against those wishes (which he often did), the strokes were so careful he sometime wasn't even sure if he'd made contact. But most of the time he touched the places around where he truly wanted to, leaving a little trail of butterfly kisses on one of his favorite places on John's body. "Damn your thigh-th are pale," he remarked.
John let out a few breaths, if he was truthful to himself he would acknowledge them as pants but he wasn't, so they were just breaths. He really didn't want to say it again. He felt as if he had no dignity whatsoever. And when the boxers slid away, and the touches became lighter, he squirmed ever so slightly. "I don't exactly...tan them." he said quietly, not enough air in his lungs to produce a strong voice. But he wanted those touches to be firmer, to cause more friction. "F-fine. Sollux, you are." he said as un muttered as he can.
"I'm what," he enforced, threatening to take away the touches completely. But even he couldn't do that to John. Well. He could. Examining a writhing body was fun. Especially this writhing body! "Thay it right, and I'll give you what you want." Empty promises? Not exactly. It was what the both of them were craving for. It just depended on whether or not John felt cooperative.
John squirmed a little at the words, Yes! "You're...you...uh. You're my master." However the words weren't as couragous as the rest of his thoughts. And then a ringing started, the sound was dim, he had left his phone on the chair downstairs. His ears pricked up, listening intently incase he was just making it up inside his head. "Sollux. My phone's ringing..." he said after a second. But in this position he couldn't really get up. Or use his hands to answer it anyway. But he felt he should say something. It might, afterall, be important.
"Don't worry about iiiiit," Sollux softly cooed, moving back to let his own pajama pants drop. They sure were restricting, even considering how stretchy they were. "Whatever it ith, I'm sure it'th not important." Not more important than this, anyway. Nothing was getting in the way of Sollux and what he wanted. Even the phone that was going off for the second time. Sensing John was becoming distracted, he struggled to retrieve his attention. So soft fingers curled up, holding him gently. "Only me."
John nodded, the ringing had stopped so iit couldn't have been that important. A small bead of relief coursed through him and he moved his leg a little, he liked being held gently, but he was tired of not seeing Sollux's face, and so he stuggled in his binds. Just ever so slightly. "It can't be only you if I can't see you. Maybe I'm fantasizing about someone else." he spoke defiantly, a grin on his face.
"Thomeone elthe, huh?" The jostling was so adorable! How he thought he could get out of it. But those words were sending little impulses up and down his spine. His shackles were raising and he felt as if he were about to hiss. "Only me," he repeated, hooking his hands underneath John to flip him again, but trying to make it as harsh as possible. "Only, me." Again he tried to refrain from touching directly, kissing the surrounding skin. It was much easier now to widen the part between his thighs. It made access easier as well.
Another small noise left his mouth. "Shit. Sollux." he whined quietly at the touches. Another idea popped into his head though. To tease Sollux, to be rebellious. So when Sollux lifted his head to decide on another place, John crossed his legs as quickly as he could and wiggled up into a sitting position, very difficult, but not impossible. And a smirk was on his face. A gleeful satisfied expression.
Sollux stared up at John, blinking. "Thneaky, aren't we." The expression on his face was none too amused, but that changed when he cracked it into a smile. "You're cute when you think you can put up a little fight here. Really. I mean it." What now? Sollux advances on his hands and knees, crawling closer to get all up in John's face, not dropping the toothy grin for a moment. "What are you trying to accomplish here?"
John watched Sollux warily at him advancing. Skillfully, and not without a little flexibility, John wrapped his legs around the others back for the second time today and pulled him closer. He hoped that was answer enough for him, however beforehand he really didn't have a purpose. It was sorta a last minute decision. And he could easily kiss Sollux now, but instead he moved his lips to the taut neck and lightly kissed it. "The point to all that... is rather simple really."
"Oh. Oooh," he let out, trying to make it seem as if he was only now realizing what was happening. Cleverly, he shifted his palms closer to John's body, fingers in reaching distance. "I don't think I fully underth-tand what you're talking about Egbert? Do you think you could... clarify?" Back to the husky whispers it was, refraining a groan. "I want to hear you thay it."
"Uh, oh er." he blushed slightly, although the response probably wasn't detectable. His face was already red "You...you know. Shush..." he mumbled. 'Why does he always want me to say these things outloud?' The tension was building within him and it was almost painful. He wanted it to be relieved but he wouldn't say it. "Oh. I was just gonna ask if you could untie me so I might call back whoever called me." he said with sudden inspiratino. A grin on his face.
With a heavy sigh, Sollux's spirits dropped. "Right, your phone." Without anymore hesitation he stood, twirling to unlock the door. "I'll get it. I like you the way you are." Okay, so he couldn't hold back a smirk for that. But still. Leisurely making his way down the stairs, he located John's phone. The name blaring under the missed call notification made his stomach lurch. With pure annoyance. Making something even more than that. Disgust. Loathing. It was hard to tell. Deleting the call logs quickly, he glanced up to the room. "Juth-t thome fucking telemarketers," he told John suavely, sweeping in and shutting the door with a slam. "Can't believe you interrupted thith for thomething like that." Giggling darkly, he leaped onto the bed again.
He hadn't actually meant for Sollux to leave, and when he left John had nothing to concentrate on besides the fact that his hands were tied and something needed to be released. And then he reentered the room. And jumped on the bed. "I didn't mean for you to actually go." he mumbled, dismissing Sollux's dark tone. He then kicked his legs a little, more like a temper tantrum. "I swear to god Captor."
"Heeheehee! You make thith too much fun!" Sollux remarked, trying to contain the little ball of energy by pushing down on his kneecaps. "Shhh, calm down babe. But... you thwear what?" Captor. He liked that. Making things sound so much more formal and strict. And we all know how much Sollux enjoys discipline. "I can untie you, if you really really want... But of courthe, only in exchange for a fee."
John grimaced, his legs only tensing slightly. "It doesn't matter what I swear...A fee? What kind of fee?" his eyes looked Sollux up and down warily. What wheels were turning inside the other's head. Though he was most likely about to find out anyway, he was rather impatient at the mmoent and wanted to know. "No. Nevermind. What is the fee?"
"I think it matterth." Sollux was pressing for answers. Well, maybe he'd disregard it for now, but later. He'd always find out later. "Hmm, I don't know if I should tell you juth-t yet. Letting you think about ith too much freedom." Pushing forward, he nibbled at John's ear. "You have to do exactly ath I direct. Exactly."
John looked at him, after just a tiny moan. John relaxes his legs slightly. He was going to protest not being told, but then he told him. "I guess I can do that..." he was only slightly reproachful of what Captor would do, but his arms were starting to get stiff in their position and he wanted out of the binds. So he smiled like a cute and innocent boy.
Smirking, Sollux reached behind John to loosen them the slightest bit, not pulling them off just yet. Leaning over the side of the bed, he sifted, briefly pausing to pull out a blindfold. "Here. Perfect." Wrapping it gingerly around John's blue eyes, Sollux found there was no point in making his eyes shimmer as much anymore. From here on out he'd have to project with his voice. Reaching to take the cuffs completely off, he hesitated. "Well actually, maybe I changed my mind! Thith way you can't take the blindfold off. Aaaand, we both know you're going to do what I want you to anyway."
John felt himself become mildly alarmed at the feeling of fabric over his eyes, but he bore through it knowing he could easily take it off. And then when Sollux spoke he frowned. "Hey, hey, hey. Not fair." But the programmer was right, John would do anything for him. Even though his false hope was fed to sharks, at least he had loosened it. His arms didn't feel so taut.
"I'm thorry," he promptly apologized, smooching him on shoulder. "But not enough to th-top. Yet anyway." He could see John still struggling, but at least reacting. "If your handth have a craving to move on their own, don't hethitate." Baha, why was everything so damn funny today? Everything was tickling Sollux in all the right places. "Do you like it better when you're sitting up?" Without really waiting for a response, he climbed up to straddle John, allowing himself a little treat for his own hard work by grinding up against him.
John let out a shaky breath from the friction. The pleasure seemed to be intensified from the lost of sight. His senses were focused differently. "Do you really think I can last much longer? Before the main event, especially if you do that." he mumbled, trying to hurry him along. He felt hot and sweaty. And teased, can't forget that.
"Main event? Alright. Thay exactly what it ith you want and I'll happily comply." He stopped the movements, a bit irritated that his gift to himself was interrupted. In all honesty, Sollux felt as needy as John did, groaning the slightest bit when he ceased to slip off the little striped boxers he was wearing. Before finally lifting John's legs up the way he wanted, he dipped his head to kiss John in between his thighs. "You're warm," he commented snarkily.
John felt, and heard him moving. Then the kiss. He was nervous now, and he was glad that the other couldn't see his eyes. Because they told all. About how he was nervous to lose this part of him he had kept so dearly. But there was no going back now. Not with how far they'd gone. "Yeah. I am." he said, his voice kept stable throughout the statement and he was proud of himself.
"Give me every little detail of what you want," he called from across the room, briefly taking a moment to ready himself. "I wouldn't want to have to improvithe!" This was all just too great. John was practically begging for it! With ease, he propped John up, stroking him lovingly.
John looks into his general direction. He was nervous again. What was he supposed to say? He hadn't even done this before. He didn't know how it was done for god's sakes! He thought for a second. Well he knew the basic idea. "Uh...screw me?"
"That'th more like it!" Sollux encouraged as he positioned himself. "Now again, but don't thay it like you're unsure of what'th happening here, precious baby." With that, he also took care to tuck John's hair behind his ear, fixing misplaced locks like he preparing a little dollie for a tea party. But after all, he was only a toy at that moment.
John, slowly but surely, steadied his breathing. Built his confidance, brick by little brick. He replaced the weird expression taking place on his mouth with a smirk. "I think I made myself quite clear. Screw me." he said, confidance making it's way out. He was surprised at how good he was. He didn't think he could be so good at acting.
Without another word, Sollux pushed in. John'd made his decision, and Sollux knew this was going to happen no matter what John'd said. Taking a sharp breath, he pushed through John's squirming, moaning as he felt walls closing on him. And he loved it. But if it hurt too badly, he fully expected John to voice it. If not, he'd continue at his own pace. Well, surely John'd done this before. So it didn't matter much, did it?
John sucked in a breath and closed his eyes tight, a tear forming between the closed lids. He felt like he was being torn apart. It hurt, like hell. 'Isn't this supposed to feel good?' Egbert locked his lips tightly, unwillingly to make any noise through the agony going on below, a small bead of sweat formed on his temple, and he released a small breath. He was attempting to relax his body from tenseness if had acquired. He was so happy the blindfold was in place, to hide his eyes, yet again.
Though Sollux'd vowed to himself he wouldn't stop, when John's entire body went taut like that, Captor knew what it was. Restarting, he chose a slower pace, a hand caressing John's member as if to help him adjust. Originally, he'd wished to murmur encouragingly, but he was unable, a throaty growl emitting from his lips as his body revolted against the slowness.
John felt a little relief when the other slowed, and the pleasure from the hnad on his... was relieving. And then it started to grow. Just ever so slghtly. The pain was becoming ever so less painful, and it felt great. The little beads of pleasure that were growing, his grimace started becoming a smile and his hips jerked up. Just ever so slightly.
John's movements seemed to be becoming more spastic, which Sollux enjoyed greatly. The writhes only made him more vocal, and he was increasingly unable to keep the stroking light. At this point, he'd wrapped his fingers around John's member, pumping in time with the thrusts whose rhythms were becoming faster.
The double stimulation was making it hard for Egbert to keep from cumming prematurely. He knew Sollux had much more experience than him and would probably last longer than him, and the thought was horrifying. Until another wave of pleasure hit him, that is. A loud ripped it's away through his throat. "Soooollux." came soon after that, Along with the act of his hands gripping at the comforter, loosening the hold, and tightening it again.
Sollux was panting heavily between grunts, moaning left and right. Without really thinking about it, Sollux's hand went to John's shoulder, clutching it tightly, maybe to hold himself? But the hand shifted, making it's way around John's neck. The noises that John was making, those were arousing Sollux the most of all. Not the sensations even. "John," he replied, with what started out breathily but turned into a sort of yelp.
Much to John's embarrassment, the hand had found it's way to his throat, and he couldn't not take the bait when it was there. It wasn't like he hadn't tried things before, he knew what he liked, and right now... John pressed his throat up into the hand. He was trying to be sneaky about it. He didn't want to draw atto the actions. But he didn't have much time to appeal to his kink, as the pressure andstimulation had gotten the better of his virgin mind, with a loud cry of 'Sollux.'
Sollux felt himself shuddering with a brief yell, ramming into John with force, much faster than previously. In all honesty, he hadn't done this in a while, so he was almost on par with John. Slumping over, his body twitched and tensed as the pleasure ran it's final course for that morning, incapacitating all of his limbs. The only thing he was truly able to do was moan. After a moment of heavy panting, he pulled out, hips still making little movements on its own. Maybe they'd do it again in a second? Sollux doubted it. With that doubt, he laid on John's chest, listening to Egbert's own heartbeat as he reached under to undo the cuffs completely
John was relieved when Sollux released his arms, he instantly brought them from beneath him and undid the blindfold. But that in of itself used a lot of his strength, he was wiped. He drowsily wrapped an arm around Sollux, and closed his eyes. His arms were sore from being kept in the same position and laid on for a while. And he was sure that he would hurt lower later. And he was happy for the temporary reprieve.
It was out of impulse really, but Sollux had pushed John's arm away, sitting up by himself now. Already, he'd realized what he'd done and his face paled. Quickly diving to recover, he snuggled up close to John, kissing his cheek suddenly. Wasn't... this where he said 'I love you?' But... He couldn't do that. Well, a warm hug was enough to send the message, Sollux hoped.
John felt he should be asking for more, after what he'd just given. But he honestly didn't care. And he happily and naively snuggled down into Sollux's arms. "Sorry if I messed up any of your morning plans." he says lightly, teasingly. He always wanted to say something. But, he didn't know what to say to Sollux, anything beyond teasing and sexual. Well he was at a basic lost.
"You didn't," he reassured Egbert, sighing into the warm air. But it was a sort of content sigh. Sollux felt as if there was no need for words. How fine he felt just inhaling John's warmth. "Hey John?" he began hesitantly, instantly regretting the words. How he wished he could draw them back in by sucking in the breath he just had.
John smiled a bit and peered up at the other. "Hey Sollux. Yeah?" he murmured. Then moved his face back to Captor's chest. He could hear the hesitation in the other's voice and he wasn't sure he wanted to hear what he had to say. But John would listen. Even if it broke his heart he'd listen, really.
Oh wow, what now? "Uh, nothing, whoopth, I thpoke with no reathon." His eyes slowly returned to their normal width and Sollux ran lanky fingers through John's locks, coaxing them into little spirals and letting them drop. No, shit, guilt, don't-! "It wath actually KK who called." No! What the hell! He never would've figured it out anyway! "But the methage he left, he thounded really pithy like usual." Okay, while you admit to your lie, let's justify it with an even shittier lie. That works. "I mean, I didn't lithen to the methage, but I thought he'd be angry like usual, I athumed, you know!" There never was a message. 'Why are you saying there was?' "Shit, my pillth. That'th why." Yesss, great idea, talk to yourself in front of your boyfriend. What a great way to keep him locked under your suave grasp.
John watched the other with mixed feelings. "Shoot. The camp probably called him, he's probbly freaking out. Gh. Pills?" he asked suddenly, what kind of pills could Sollux possibly be taking? He stood from his relaxed position and grabbed his boxers and pulled them on, followed by the rest of his clothes. It took quite a while, with his stumbling and falling. THe skinny jeans were super hard to get on. "Why do you take pills?"
"KK'll be fine, he needth to get over hith... Whatever emotional dithorder he hath." Well, what a great prelude for answering John's question. Trying to avoid the question for as long as possible. Chuckling awkwardly to break the tension, he stood and lent out an arm for John to hold himself. The last thing he wanted Egbert to do was split his skull open. But still, he couldn't leave that question out in the air, could he? Well... he could try. "Oh, nothing important. I'm sure KK'th told you about it. You muth-t've juth-t forgot... Becauthe it'th really unimportant."
Using Sollux's support, John pulled his pants on the rest of the way. "No. He never told me. He never talked about you either." he sighs a bit, he could tell that the other didn't want to spill his secret, but John wanted to know. And he'd find out somehow. So hinting at not knowing, but still somewhat pressing the matter would have to do. Maybe he could use his still shirtless body. With a small smile John flung his arms around Captor's neck and kissed his jawline softly. Pressed his body into the others."You can tell me anything, y'know?"
Sollux sighed, glancing away guility when John was being a cutie patootie as usual, but not pushing him away enough for it to even be considered resistance of any kind. More like, tolerating. Though, guilt of not kissing back got to Sollux, and he gently placed kind fingers on the shorter boy's lower waist. "Ugh, I'd rather you hear it from thomeone elthe... It'th pretty common knowledge... I have bipolar perthonality dithorder." After a couple of moments of avoiding John's eyes, he peeked over. "Wow, that thoundth much better in my head. It'th nothing theriouth, I promithe! It'th, pretty mild."
John paused for a moment, mulling it over. Then smiledd sweetly. "Are you aaaafraid of me? You should know. I don't bite when I learn new things about you. I meeeean." he gave an exaggerated glance at the drawer with the 'special toys' and grinned. Then untwined from the other, slight guilt graming his mind for forcing Captor into it, and grabbed his shirt. He pulled it on then sat at the end of the bed. He started to think. Now that he wasn't in the mere after moments. Of course that didn't last long. SItting hurt like hell, and he stood up again. However he went back to his thoughts, he didn't feel so very happy about what they'd done... he felt gross. And icky. But he didn't let that show. Just a nine-hundred watt smile showed on his face.
Sollux snorted a little laugh, pecking John's face momentarily before Egbert pulled away. That grin, it was even bigger than usual, if that were possible. Though it took him a moment, Sollux did his best to return it, but only briefly before following in John's footsteps and pulling on his boxers. "John, if you want thome clean clotheth, you can borrow mine... Feel free." Tossing the offer out with a small bite of his lips, he slipped out the door. "I'll be right back."
John watched the retreating figure then shedded his clothes and took Captor up on his offer. However, his body shape was different than Johns so he had to imporvise slightly. After pulling them on, some holey jeans and a worn graphic t-shirt, he shifted awkwardly from foot to foot then called out to the other, out the door. "Uh thanks for the clothes~" he said weakly, then thought how idiotic he was being. He wasn't being locked in this room after all, so cautiously he tip toed from it.
Tilting his head back, Sollux noticed John make his way downstairs. Gulping down quickly, he smiled. "No problem." Golly did he look cute in those clothes. So oversized for him. Trying to move elegantly and yet with speed, he chucked the little bottle back into the cupboard, hiding it well behind all the glasses and mugs stored there. "Oh, hope you don't mind, I'm making crepeth. Or.. trying at leath-t. Do you want anything, like, special on them at all?"
John looked giddily at him. "No~ I've never even had a crepe!" He grinned and started down the stairs, when he reached the bottom though his rolled up pant leg had come down and he tripped a little. But straightened himself and rerolled it. 'God, I'm so sore.' he mumbled to himself, in his mind, as he was forced to use his leg muscles. And arm muscles. And...butt muscles. Who knew sex hurt this much? But he kept that little grin on and observed the other in the kitchen. "You don't have to make me food of course..." he started, but his stomach did a little growl, completely denying that statement.
"Well that'th good. If I bomb it I can thay that'th how it'th thuppothed to be." Smirking, he went from checking the heat of the pan to mixing the batter even more thoroughly. Dipping the ladle in and pouring it. Spreading that stuff was hard work, but luckily Sollux had had enough practice to do it like a pro. He actually felt as if he'd had some chick stay over the night before, and had to be a gentleman. "Of courthe I have to make food," he replied gently. "There'th thome toppingth there on the counter. You can put back whatever you don't like.
John grinned again. He felt happy again. The feelings of ickiness were gone and he trotted over to where Sollux had directed him. "Hmmm they all look super delicious. I don't know..." he looked at each label again and thought intenselhy. Then stopped and sniffed the air. "It smells good. Geez. You won't have to lie to me~" John said, with yet, another grin. He thought for a split moment of getting his phone and contacting Karkat, but pushed the thought from his mind.
"I'm not lying," Sollux tossed back, along with a glance. He did, however, see John reaching for his phone. Which... did sour his mood. A lot. "No, no," he muttered, "Wait for the medth to kick in, th-top being a dumbath," he told himself. "Take ath many ath you like, you're not limited to only like, two." Sollux himself generally switched between four every breakfast, progressing his way along the counter. So, he liked variety. Big deal.
"Alrighty." he looked at them then just grabbed one. He would be okay with one for now. It was his first crepe and he didn't want to overload it. Besides it would taste good with what he had chosen. With a smile he set it down a bit further from the others then wrapped his arms around Sollux from behind, the arms wound around his waist, and he gently laid a kiss between the other's shoulder blades. "Thanks." he murmured then stepped away.
Ghh, the hell was with this kid and all his goddamn tenderness! Still, Sollux put up with it. "No problem." Taking a small break, he turned to lean on the counter and watch what John'd chosen with a grin. "You've really never had crepeth before?" Wow, the second tme that morning that Sollux was responsible for a first time.
A/N: Despite you most likely wanting to ignore me this and the next chapter were conjoined so the paragraphs switched on and off. I had to sift through 28 pages to seperate them. Just so that if you didn't want to read that kinky shit^^^^