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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Sollux_Captor/Dave_Strider
  Character:
      Sollux_Captor, Dave_Strider
  Additional Tags:
      Ice_Cream, Psionic_Bondage, this_was_supposed_to_be_fluff, i_don't_know
      what_happened, Quadrant_Vacillation
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-05-22 Words: 1913
****** Blackrom With a Side of Sprinkles ******
by Liritar
Summary
     Dave introduces Sollux to ice cream. Sollux introduces Dave to
     psionic bondage and blackrom.
Notes
     Another prompt fic from me. This was supposed to be fluff, but Sollux
     had other ideas.
     Dave/Sollux, ice cream
“What ith thith?” The troll glared suspiciously at the bowl in front of him,
then at the pale hand holding it, and up the arm to direct the glare into a
pair of fucking stupid sunglasses on the face of the most insufferable prick
alive.
Other than himself.
“Sol, babe, don’t be like that.” The bowl got shoved closer, and Sollux leaned
back, scowling.
“Thrider.”
Dave snickered, and Sollux silently cursed himself. Dave always laughed at how
he said his name. He’d vowed to stop doing that. His matesprit was a fucking
idiot who didn’t care how much his lisp actually upset him, and so would call
him on it whenever possible.
The human pulled himself together. “Come on, babe. It’s ice cream.”
“And what the fuck ith ithe cream?” He glanced back down at the bowl. It seemed
to involve… some kind of dairy product? With chocolate sauce. And some kind of
little candy pieces. He liked chocolate. Maybe he could try it? He nibbled at
his lip with sharp teeth.
“It’s good. Jegus, paranoid much?” Dave dipped a spoon into the bowl, then
pushed it towards his mouth. “Eat it, you grumpy bastard. Fuck, I thought
Karkat was bad.”
“KK’th an athhole,” he grumbled. “I’m nothing like him.”
There was the faintest hint of an expression on Dave’s face. Amused
incredulity. He must have really said something unbelievable. He scowled. “I’m
not an athhole,” he muttered, looking down at the spoon, which was still
hovering in front of his face.
“Prove it. I couldn’t get Kar to try this.” Sollux didn’t have to look to
picture the smirk on his face. It was audible.
“Why thould I give a fuck what you do with your moirail?”
“Because you don’t want to be a big a chicken as Vantas. Duh.”
Sollux groaned. “You’re not going to thut up until I try it, are you?”
“You know it.”
The spoon was touching his lips, now. Fuck, that was cold. He flinched back,
opening his mouth to shout at Dave, and the man pushed it between his lips.
Sollux growled, smacking Dave’s hand, then slowly calmed down. That… tasted
good. He made a soft, surprised noise. Up unto this point, he’d hated all the
human food Dave made him try. This… this wasn’t like any of that disgusting
slop. He looked up slowly, and could see his matesprit grinning at him. “Thut
up, douthebag,” he muttered, mustard yellow dusting his cheeks as he blushed.
His hand curled around the bowl, dragging it closer, and he snatched the spoon
from Dave.
“Love you, too.” Dave dragged his chair closer and leaned against him. Sollux
mumbled something vaguely at him around a mouthful of ice cream. “You going to
eat all that?” Dave asked after a moment.
Sollux swallowed and glared at him. “Yeth,” he said firmly. “You gave it to
me.”
“Well, yeah.” Dave slid an arm around him. “Only I was kinda hoping we could
share.”
The troll growled deep in his throat. Share? His bowl of frozen sugary
goodness? Over his dead body. Sollux’s eyes flared in multi-colored warning at
his lover.
“You know, you may think that aggression thing is sexy, but it really isn’t,”
Dave smirked. “I told you I don’t want to vacillate quadrants with you, so cut
that blackrom shit right out and kiss me.”
Fuck. Sollux closed his eyes for a moment, trying to calm down. Dave was right.
Annoyingly so, but he needed to quit that, too. Being annoyed at his lover. He
was just so easy to hate, though. But he loved loving him. He couldn’t have it
both ways.
Even though humans couldn’t get their stupid thinkpans around the concept of
sticking to one quadrant, anyway. It wasn’t as if Dave didn’t start half of the
black flirting they did.
He set down the ice cream carefully, keeping it in his peripherals as he leaned
to kiss Dave softly. “I do love you, you thupid athhole,” he muttered. “Thankth
for the ithe cream.”
“You’re welcome, hot stuff.” Dave reached for the bowl.
The human’s hand stopped inches from its goal, held in place by twinning bands
of cool red and blue flames. It rose above his head, joined with the other, and
stayed there, despite his struggles.
“Mine,” Sollux said with a fangy smirk. He took the spoon, eyes locked on
Dave’s face, and licked the ice cream off of it with an exaggerated look of
pleasure.
“Fuck, Captor, you’re such a goddamn tease,” Dave gasped.
“It’th only teathing if I don’t follow through,” he said, taking another bite.
“You jutht have to be patient.” He took another bite, making sure his tongue
lingered. He was rewarded with a groan from the human. Oh, yeah. He rarely
caught Dave with his guard down, vulnerable to games like this.
And he was going to enjoy the fuck out of it.
But he could be magnanimous. He filled the spoon, but this time he held it to
his lover’s lips. “There you go, thweetheart,” he drawled. “I’m tharing.”
Dave let him feed him, licking the spoon as if it was a bulge he wanted deep in
his mouth.
The image made Sollux’s blood heat through his body. Maybe he’d let him. After
he finished this bowl of deliciousness. He wasn’t about to give in and give
Dave what he wanted before he finished his treat, after all. It would set a bad
precedent.
He took the next bite, moaning over it dramatically.
“Shit, Captor, are you going to fuck that ice cream or eat it?” Dave struggled
ineffectively against his psionic bonds.
“Thut up, Thrider.” He reached out, allowing a psychic tendril to trail up the
human’s chest, a teasingly light caress.
“Ohhh.” Dave’s head tipped back, his normally stoic expression slipping into
desperate need. Smug satisfaction burned in Sollux’s chest. Whatever Dave said,
he obviously needed a bit of blackrom in his life. And fuck, did he want to
give it to him.
He spooned the last bite into Dave’s mouth, then made the boy stand, holding
him vertical with his powers. Dave shivered visibly as his pants unfastened
without a hand touching them and dropped to the floor. Desire, not fear, caused
the reaction. Sollux was gauging him carefully. However pitch he might be
feeling at the moment, Dave was still his matesprit, and he’d never want to
seriously damage him. Physically or emotionally.
He sank to his knees in front of him, quickly taking his strange human dick
into his mouth. Dave never let him do this. Too scared of his teeth, he said.
And, in all fairness, he was right to be. But blackrom was risk, and Sollux
fucking wanted to suck his dick.
“Fuck, your mouth’s cold,” Dave gasped. When Sollux moved to pull back,
glancing up at him in concern, the boy groaned. “Don’t stop. Fuck, please don’t
stop.” The troll smirked around his flesh and moved his lips faster, being as
careful as he could with his sharp fangs. The noises his lover made with every
little move made this one of the best ideas he’d ever had. He gripped Dave’s
hips tightly, claws scratching marks in his skin. “Oh, fuck, Sollux, please,
fucking need you, oh you fucking beautiful bastard.”
He’d long since gotten used to Dave’s inability to be silent during sex. It
wasn’t that unexpected, considering he never shut up outside of it, either. The
only thing he could do to stop that babbling flow of words was to ram his bulge
down his throat. Which they both enjoyed, so it wasn’t like he was punishing
him.
The words stopped making any kind of sense as Dave neared orgasm. Sollux
grinned around him and picked up his pace, dragging him forcefully to the peaks
of pleasure. The human shrieked as he pulsed his strange fluid down Sollux’s
throat, the troll swallowing easily; it wasn’t much, compared to another
troll’s emissions. He pulled back, swirling his long tongue around the tip
before letting his dick leave his mouth entirely.
Dave stared at him, panting, still held immobile in his psionic bonds. He
licked his lips slowly, and that was all Sollux could take. He slammed his lips
against the human’s, kissing him viciously, and hurriedly undid his jeans,
freeing his aching bulge. His underwear was soaked already from how desperate
he was, both nook and bulge dripping genetic materials. He was already so
close.
He wasn’t going to wait another gogdamned moment. Dave’s legs parted with a
thought, his feet leaving the ground, the human now supported only by Sollux’s
mind. Dave was entirely helpless in his grasp, and that made his bulge throb
even more than it had been doing. Both halves of the bifurcated tip sought
Dave’s hole without any guidance from him. The boy let out a breathless moan as
his body was forcibly filled with twinned writhing tentacles.
Sollux loved fucking Dave. His wastechute was so tight, once you got over the
disgustingness of it all, and being weirded out that human males didn’t have
nooks. It gripped his bulge like a vise; he had to wriggle and writhe to get
all the way in there.
He felt sorry for trolls who hadn’t figured out how good humans felt.
His bulge pulsed, not needing much beyond the inescapable grip of Dave’s hot
body. But for his lover’s pleasure, he flicked the tips rapidly over that
little bundle of nerves that made the human scream. Oh, yeah, just like that.
He loved the sound so much.
Dave tossed his head back, the only freedom of movement he had remaining to
him. “Fuck, oh, fuck, Sol, don’t stop, I’ll do anything, just don’t stop…” He
let out another shriek as Sollux pressed even deeper into his body.
Sollux let out a little growl. “Be my kithmethith,” he hissed, pressing his
teeth to Dave’s throat.
The human’s neck stretched submissively. “Oh, shit,” he gasped. “Is… that what
this is? Yes. Fuck, yes. We’re vacillating the hell out of this shit. Quadrant
pile don’t stop getting taller...”
“Shut the fuck up,” Sollux interrupted, then put his teeth back against his
flesh, vainly hoping it would cow the human. Oh, well, there were more ways
than one to make an asshole shut up. His bulge rippled inside his kismesis-
matesprit, tips swirling around that strange lump that made the boy feel so
good.
Dave screamed, his muscles tightening as his cock released his white genetic
materials onto Sollux’s stomach--Fuck, he’d forgotten to take off his shirt.
He’d have been angry, but that tight grip on his bulge was even tighter now,
squeezing until he saw sparks, figuratively and literally; in addition to the
ones inside his head, red and blue flashes leaping from his eyes in random
rhythm. His fluids pulsed out down his thighs and into Dave’s body.
He sighed in bliss, slowly sliding to the floor and dragging Dave down with
him, releasing the human from his mental grip as soon as he wouldn’t fall too
far.
“Oof,” Dave complained weakly, then curled up against him. “Can’t move my
legs.”
“That’th fine. You’re not going anywhere, bitch.” He curled an arm possessively
around the human. “You’re mine now.”
“Yeah. Okay.” Dave smiled fondly and buried his face in his shoulder, stupid
shades and all. Sollux snorted softly, but he was too satisfied to make a deal
out of it. He could fuck Dave up for it later.
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