Title: Inertia
Pairings: GamTav, KurlozRufio, KarSol(?)
Warnings: Yaoi, angst, smut, etc.
entropy: a measure of the unavailable energy in a closed thermodynamic system that is also usually considered to be a measure of the system's disorder, that is a property of the system's state, and that varies directly with any reversible change in heat in the system and inversely with the temperature of the system; the degree of disorder or uncertainty in a system
-Inertia-
"Can I help you?"
Gamzee felt his ears sigh happily at the chime and he turned, only to find himself gawking.
The boy offering him assistance was the pure definition of adorable. His tan skin was smooth and flawless, and his brown hair was styled into a perfect mohawk, a white flower accenting the tans and browns the boy consisted of. His causal white shirt and green apron reminded him of mother nature herself, for some reason the young man across from him proved to be more brilliant than any other person in the universe.
"Uhhh..."he lamely replied, flushing hard before recomposing himself, "I uh-I was looking for some coffee beans, they're called Kopi Luwak..."
The store attendant gave him a curious look before shaking his head, "I doubt you'll ever find that here, we uh-don't carry that...coffee." Gamzee found himself wanting to strike up random conversation to hear more of the melodic voice, even his pauses and small stutters fell right into rhythm. He knew the difference between infatuation and attraction, and this was definitely infatuation.
"That's fine, it wasn't that important anyway. You on the other hand seem to have some pretty valuable goods..." he glided closer, checking out the assistant and smirking at the bright red flush that appeared.
"I-uh! Uhm, well-maybe I can help you out with something else..?" he meekly replied, his face burning scarlet. Gamzee's smirk only grew into a sharp smile, his eyes settling onto Tavros' lower half, "Nice legs, when do they open?" Tavros was completely mortified, beet red and stuttering, "T-that's not v-very funny! I-if you're done h-hitting on me then I-I'm just going to leave." Gamzee felt his face fall into a frown before resuming his suave demeanor, "Awww come on sweet cheeks, you know I was just playin."
"I wouldn't be surprised if you were a player." Tavros grumbled, fixing his apron and spinning onto his heel. "Hey, can't I just get your number? We can chat and I can show you a good time." Tavros scoffed at the proposal, finally walking, "For such a handsome guy you're really pathetic. Your face doesn't make up for your personality." Gamzee huffed and wanted to stomp and shout, barely being able to restrain himself from having a tantrum.
The brunette worker continued restocking till he completed the task, wiping his brow with the back of his hand and heading to his register. Tavros saw the curly-haired bastard was approaching the line, and stiffened, recognizing him to be Kurloz's son. He grew weary and tried to hide behind his station, putting up the 'Sorry, this line is closed' sign.
Indigo eyes spotted him regardless and a wry smile was twisting onto his rosy pink lips.
He cowered and prayed for the boy to go away, wishing that the events from last night would stay in the past. Gamzee watched from afar but never approached, instead talking to the cashier and smiling before leaving. Tavros felt his heart drop as Gamzee tossed a paper in his direction, sauntering out of the store and leaving behind only relief in his wake.
Tavros breathed once, twice-deeply, recomposing himself before opening the slip of paper. He grew furious and tossed it in the trash at finding out it's contents, ignoring the numbers scrawled onto the white canvas.
He freshened up and put on his best face-he still had work to do before the night arrived.
-Inertia-
Gamzee let the smoke drift from his mouth, watching it swirl into nothingness(He wished he could just disappear). Soon his gaze slid over to the passing streetlights, bright in the darkness and casting a yellow glow onto the street(such beauty surrounded in darkness, they looked even better when blurred). The sloshing of water happened only in the sunken parts of the road, but he liked how the droplets would form once they found a surface to attach to.
His eyes scanned the streets for the exotic boy, finding out from his father that he was named Rufio.
Finally in the faint streetlights he found Rufio waiting on the side, and he ordered the driver to pull up next to him, swinging open the door and stepping out gracefully. His breath came out in whispy puffs, dropping his cigarette and crushing it beneath his foot. The dark boy had turned and grimaced before putting on a fake smile and heading over(Gamzee could tell he was hating every minute of this).
"So are you gonna play with me tonight baby?" he cooed, sitting on his hip and giving Gamzee a confident smirk. Gamzee felt his face mirror the smirk, coming close and pulling the small,dantily covered hips to his own, "How much you want for the whole night?" A lovely laugh pierced the air and it twisted into something as sharp as knives, the tone dropping to downright mocking, " You wouldn't be able to last a whole night with me. I'm both too expensive for a kid like you nor would you need much to get off."
Gamzee sneered and waved him over, opening the door for him, "Just get in. I'll give you any amount you name, I just wanna have a night with you. Think of it as a gift." Rufio rolled his eyes and stepped into the car, "So what kind of night do you want?"
Gamzee was honestly confused by the situation, "What are you talking about?"
Rufio sighed and face palmed, "How stupid are you? I'm saying how do you want me to act, all loving and needy or do you want BDSM? This can determine how much you pay." Gamzee's mouth grew sharp as he showed his teeth, bringing the other boy onto his lap, "I want you to act like you're my lover. Be extra sweet~" Rufioh sighed again, exasperated before adjusting, "Okay then sugar, I'll be sweet."
Gamzee picked up on the mock-sweetness and faux-sugary tone, easily seeing through the facade and finding the underlying malice and disrespect in between the lines. A scowl soon twisted onto his lips, finding himself more and more irritated by the minute. He was definitely angry and unamused-this boy was wilder than anyone he had ever met. Both in the sense of manners and sex the exotic beauty was a force to be reckoned with.
Sugary coated words soon became knives-piercing through his ego and his persona-
"You're such a fucking creep. And a lame as hell dude. You can't even please me right-"
Gamzee grew tired of the rebellious attitude.
"Will you MOTHERFUCKIN shut up already? You're a fucking whore-used up by every man with enough money-and you think you can order ME around?! Ha, at least I am a respectable man!"
Rufioh snorted, waving his hand and laughing mockingly, "You a man? I doubt it with that toothpick of yours. Now your father, Mr. Makara-now THAT'S a man~"
Gamzee snarled as the boy crossed his leg, his eyes half lidded in disinterest, "Bitch, I will make you scream for me!" Rufio simply laughed and picked at his nails, "You think a little boy like you could satisfy my needs? If it wasn't for your daddy I wouldn't be here right now." Gamzee lunged at the prostitute, gripping the other boy and pinning him down, lifting up the short skirt and tossing off his panties, "Just you wait bitch, I'll fuck you senseless like the whore you are!"
Without waiting he penetrated the other boy, hissing in delight at the delicious tight heat, it was better than any other girl he had taken, "Are you already in?"
Gamzee growled and popped the boy on the cheek, "Shut up! You ain't seen nothing yet!" The snarling boy began to thrust violently, heat coiling tight in his stomach, the other boy waited a minute before flipping them over, "See? Just a little boy. Here let me show you how it's done..." Rufio smirked and gyrated his hips, making sure to lift his hips to the very tip before slamming back down, completely unaffected by the gesture while Gamzee nearly doubled over in ecstasy.
"You close baby boy?", he teased, his tone thick with mocking. Gamzee tried to hold on but was completely overwhelmed with pleasure, hitting his orgasm before he could answer. Rufio continued, milking Gamzee 3 times before giving up, "See? You don't got what your daddy has. Hope you had fun kiddo, now if you'll excuse me, I have a man to take care of." Rufio cleans himself up before getting into his heels, wobbling a bit before exiting and leaving Gamzee. The other boy couldn't even protest, his heart hammering, his body completely spent from the night and collapsing on his bed, curling the sheets over him and promptly knocking out.