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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Sollux_Captor/Karkat_Vantas
  Character:
      Sollux_Captor, Karkat_Vantas
  Additional Tags:
      horn-sucking, Intercrural_Sex, psionic_play, Sleepy_Sex, Recuperacoon_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-05-14 Words: 1854
****** Dusk ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     "You eat my horns when you get bored?" Sollux asks through a sharp
     grin. "So if I were less interesting, you could use your mouth for
     useful things all the time instead of spewing constant asinine shit."
     For the kinkmeme: Sollux receiving a hornjob, nothing but horn
     stimulation.
Karkat wakes long before the first tentative beams of moonlight intrude upon
Sollux's communal hive stem. Years of refusing to sleep have accustomed him to
wake quickly even in exhaustion, and as his eyes flicker open in the early
dusk, the first thing he sees is Sollux sleeping soundly in the blue half of
the recuperacoon. He knows that the psionic's rest becomes sparse enough to
rival his own during the manic phases and that he sleeps now due only to
exertion, but quickly Karkat finds that watching a matesprit slumber is as
boring as watching anyone else no matter what romantic movies imply. He wades
carefully through the sopor until he stands over the slumped figure. Regardless
of the mood in which Sollux wakes, Karkat feels like making things interesting.
At first he considers licking one of his little horns to wake him, but a vivid
mental image of Sollux waking with a start and stabbing him with a large horn
prevents him from trying it. Instead he experimentally, lightly strokes one of
the two smaller horns with a forefinger, gauging his sensitivity. Sollux's brow
knits and he shifts uncomfortably, tilting his head away. Repeating the action
on both upper horns with greater pressure, Karkat evokes a faint noise and
Sollux stirs, his eyes opening slightly without focus.
"KK," he mumbles thickly, reaching up with heavy arms to pull him down.
"Evening," Karkat tells him as he allows the arms to encircle his waist,
leaning down to take a small horn into his mouth. He expects and receives a
gasp as he runs his tongue around the red base of it, expects this to wake
Sollux fully, but what he fails to expect is the set of chitinous fingershields
that press hard into the skin of his back as Sollux hisses quietly through his
teeth. Motivated by the unexpected pain, Karkat cups the undersides of the
larger horns in his hands, curling his fingers and sliding his palms gently
back and forth around the protrusions.
"Oh, yes," Sollux remarks in a thoughtful, languid voice, as though Karkat has
made an excellent point. His arms tighten as Karkat draws back and blows
lightly on the wet, newly inflamed membrane of the horn, hands still careful on
the lower ones. "Oh yes," he adds more urgently.
"Oh yethhh, that's more like it. You're so fucking spoiled."
"Look who's fucking talking," Sollux begins gamely despite the sopor and sleep
clouding his mind, but a tongue lazily circling the other small horn renders
him instantly agreeable. "Eheheh, nice. Okay, what did you want."
"Nothing. I was bored," Karkat replies carelessly, drawing back to blow cool
air on the inflamed membrane.
"You eat my horns when you get bored?" Sollux asks through a sharp grin. "So if
I were less interesting, you could use your mouth for useful things all the
time instead of spewing constant asinine shit."
"I'll show you what my mouth can do, dipshit," Karkat answers with surprising
tolerance as he leans forward to suck the small horn again, sliding his tongue
against it in a gentle motion. Sollux's answering shiver, the sound of his low,
contented hum, make Karkat's eyes widen momentarily as he realizes the height
of his sensitivity. He hesitantly releases the horn, leaning down further to
position his mouth beside a pointed ear.
"They're really that sensitive, aren't they?" he murmurs directly into it,
pitching his voice lower. "I bet I could get you off like this." The arms
encircling him tighten as Sollux moves closer, letting out a breath as Karkat
squeezes the horns in his hands. "I could make you come without even touching
your bulge," he continues with more confidence, rubbing harder, pressing his
fingers into the thickened membranes. "Look how flushed you are right now.
You're fucking loving this, aren't you? You're fucking loving what I'm doing to
you. They're so thick."
"KK, what the fuck have you been watching-" he starts, but Karkat runs a warm
tongue along the shell of his ear and his sentence is immediately lost.
"Want me to put my mouth on them again?" he whispers, ignoring the pressure of
his own desire as Sollux's fingershields dig into his back again and the
psionic nods just the slightest bit, silently, like he can't trust his own
voice. Karkat quickly rises and takes a small horn in his mouth before the
atmosphere fades, running his tongue roughly up and down the inner concave
surface as he sucks hard on the protrusion, letting out a humming moan like he
loves it, and this time Sollux claws hard enough at him to draw blood.
"Oh shit," he gasps. "I'm dreaming, you never-"
"Hell no you're not dreaming," Karkat responds in a briefly normal tone of
voice, blowing on the membrane again to send a hot, frustrating bolt of
pleasure through him. "Tell me how good it is," he murmurs, his hands slow and
gentle on the upper horns this time as he shifts his attention down, and as
much as Sollux is inclined to act dismissive he can't deny the way his body
arches forward against the other troll's as Karkat's tongue discovers the
sensitive spot on the underside of one of his lower horns. A hard bulge presses
against his stomach for a moment as his own slides ignored against Karkat's
thigh and the idea that the other troll is more frustrated than him despite the
closeness, focused so completely on satisfying him, sends a rush of excitement
through his body that leaves him raw and brimming with electricity.
"Fucking incredible," he pants, hearing harsh breaths in his ear as the tongue
is run back and forth, harder and harder, over the same spot. "You're so into
it, KK, it's so fucking good-" His voice cuts off in a sharp breath as the
gentle hands on his upper horns tighten, rubbing in circular motions as the
membrane of the lower horn begins to throb in response to Karkat's attentions.
The membranes of all four horns pulse now in time with his neglected bulge,
hypersensitized and aching with the lack of contact, and he can hardly imagine
how Karkat must feel.
Even though he knows the pattern, Sollux almost cries out as Karkat pulls back
to blow on the most sensitive part of his horn, rubbing its twin on the other
side with sopor-slick fingers. "You're so hot, they're pulsing. You like that?"
Karkat asks in a low voice, pressing his forehead against Sollux's for a moment
before moving over to lick the sopor off the other horn. He sucks at the spot
between licks as best he can, given the size of the lower set of horns, and
this time when he quickly pauses to blow on it Sollux lets out a soft whine as
he tilts his head back.
"I...let me show you," he says a little incoherently, eyes luminescent in the
semi-darkness. His fingers move in a kneading motion along the red scratches on
the other troll's back and Karkat releases a choked cry as psionic energy
envelops his own horns, compressing and releasing in vibrating waves, throwing
shifting colors along the walls. Deprived of sensation and suddenly
overwhelmed, his body throws itself instantly into violent tremors.
"Shit," he whimpers, burying his face against the side of Sollux's throat for a
moment, closing his eyes tightly as light and pressure play over his horns. "So
fucking unfair, how do you even-"
"You like that, KK? That's a reward for you," he says breathlessly, reaching up
to stroke a nubby horn as Karkat shivers against him. "But I never said you
could stop," he adds with an unsteady smirk, forcing Karkat back up
psionically, positioning him to push a small horn into his open mouth. Beyond
complaining, Karkat works at it in earnest as his own horns are stimulated,
stroking the lower set of horns with shaking hands as small moans escape his
lips.
"Don't bite," Sollux tells him, maintaining his hold on the blunt horns and
shifting his mental attentions below the surface. Karkat moans louder around
the horn at the unexpected pressure on his bulge, reflexively thrusting forward
into a welcome tightness, and the surprising vibration of his voice against the
thickened membrane nearly sends Sollux over the edge in a rush that leaves his
heart pounding. "Again," he orders, exhilarated and desperate for relief,
tightening the waves of pressure he emits. "Oh fuck, louder, do it louder, I'm
almost there-"
Karkat obliges, past the point of inhibition and embarrassment, stroking and
licking and sucking the slick horns as he pushes again and again into the waves
of pressure and suddenly everything tightens unbearably, the psionic vibration
slipping up inside him to send white-hot excitement arcing through his frame.
For a moment he has no idea what his hands are doing or what sound he makes as
his genetic material spills into the sopor, seeing nothing but bursts of red
and blue lightning, but thin fingers claw again at his back and then his sides
to bring him back as Sollux suddenly writhes beneath his hands.
"KK, KK, I'm there," he gasps as the glow fades. Even as he trembles and spasms
Karkat stays with his horns, working the lower ones with quick, firm strokes as
he pulls his mouth away from the small horn. Sollux braces his hands on the
seat and arches his hips as he climaxes, finally sliding his neglected bulge
against Karkat's thigh with something that sounds like a choked sob of relief,
and Karkat is certain that if he weren't already done the sight of Sollux so
flushed and desperate would instantly have finished him without the help of
psionics. He moves his legs closer together to provide pressure that Sollux
awkwardly slides into from his half-seated position, tilting his head back to
press his horns harder into Karkat's hands as he writhes and keens.
"Shit, you're hot," Karkat sighs unsteadily as warmth fills the sopor around
him and Sollux relaxes slowly with a shuddering sigh, breath hoarse and ragged
as he closes his eyes. "Get up, it's not fucking naptime."
"But I was sleeping," Sollux murmurs, pulling him down. Karkat needs no
prompting to slide closer. "You woke me up, asshole."
"Yeah, I'm so sorry about waking you up to give you a hornjob, dipshit. Let me
tell you how sorry I am, I'm so thoughtless I practically let you claw me to
death. Will you ever forgive me."
"Maybe I'll find a way." Sollux sighs, rubbing gingerly at one of his horns as
it smooths out and becomes desensitized. "Make me something to eat and I'll
consider it."
"You'll starve to death waiting for that," he snaps, but his scowl softens as
Sollux lets out a low, raspy laugh.
"Thanks." Grinning, he looks out the window. "The moon's coming up."
"I told you it's evening, goddamn." Karkat clambers awkwardly from the
recuperacoon, climbing down the side. "It's not because of you," he adds,
pointedly looking away as Sollux's grin widens, "it's because I'm really
fucking hungry, but...what did you want to eat."
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