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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Dad/Dave_Strider
  Character:
      Dad_Egbert, Dave_Strider, John_Egbert, Bro_Strider_-_mention
  Additional Tags:
      Hebephilia, power_lapse, Isolation, i_don't_know_how_to_tag, if_you_think
      something_should_be_added_please_leave_a_comment_below, it_done, sorry
      fam, should_ahve_been_done_in_2015, not_gonna_add_anything_new_to_it
      though
  Series:
      Part 3 of Poor_Little_Kitten
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-03-20 Completed: 2017-09-19 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 4047
****** Kittens Should Know Their Place ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     “My friend Dave says his brother would let him come and visit this
     summer if its OK with you.” James’ amused smile fell and his eyes
     widened a little bit. Dave… His Dave… No.
      
     In which Dave makes a bad move and things happen because the writer
     is a really, REALLY, bad person.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
***** Isolation *****
The summer of Dave’s 16th year was a stressful one. He was still getting used
to living in Washington. It wasn’t as warm as he was used to. To be perfectly
fucking honest it felt cold. Everything was new here…the town James had Dave
living in was mostly farms. Secluded as hell, but that meant that Dave could go
outside and not be seen. Not that it would necessarily be a problem, but people
could be nosey. Lots of space and trees between houses meant Dave was protected
and safe. James had admired him from afar for so many years, and when there was
the chance to have him he pounced like a cat to a ball. And oh, was Dave the
perfect choice in ball. He’d been skittish before (in all honesty the
comparison to a cat should have been in regards to the young blond) but after
two weeks he’d settled into his new home well. He was the best thing in James’
mind. He was still so small and young, willing to please at any moment if that
meant he was going to be praised and loved. He was so starved for love and
affection that he was willing to do anything once he fully recognized that
James was his owner. He still tried to call Bro from James’ phone and look up
pictures online from his various sites. He often cried at night. But in the
daylight he had a job to do and he did it well.
 
He was a bad boy sometimes though. James knew he talked to his son. He had told
him many times that they’d have to wait a while to fill John in on the fact
that they were companions, and even then it would be under the ruse that they
met on an online dating site. No other story. Nothing.
Dave just had to be defiant.
Bro had warned that Dave would act out sometimes if he wasn’t handled properly.
James just couldn’t bring himself to being rough with Dave. Dave was his most
precious possession. He was sure Dave wouldn’t act out. There would be no
reason to.
Why did he have to be wrong.
 
One night when James was at his main house that he shared with John he could
hear the thud of footsteps near close to his door and the excited giggle John
get’s when he’s happy. That put a smile to James’ face, he was always glad when
John was happy. John was his pride and joy, the most important person in his
life.
“Dad. DAD!!” John’s voice called through the halls before he got to the
entryway of his study. “Dad I need to ask you something.” His face was bright
and he was smiling wide. If it was making him this happy James had a feeling
he’d have to agree to it.
“What is it? And don’t run in the house John, you might fall.”
John shook a little with excitement and came closer to his dads work desk,
holding his phone in front of his face quickly to make sure he read the text
right.
“My friend Dave says his brother would let him come and visit this summer if
its OK with you.” James’ amused smile fell and his eyes widened a little bit.
Dave… His Dave… No.
“Really? May I see the text son?” John nodded fast and handed his phone over.
 
That ungrateful little… Did he really expect to get away with this.
 
‘yo eggs have i got some news for you bro said hed let me come and stay at your
pad for a few weeks if your parental is up for it’
‘think about it man’
‘we could finally meet each other’
‘and i could prove that im the coolest kid around and finally get some proof
that youre as much of a dweeb irl as you are in text’
‘ask and tell me what the verdict is man’
‘id really like to get to see you this summer’
 
James needed to keep his cool. He knew he should have waited longer before
letting Dave have access to his phone when he wasn’t there. The lock is getting
put back on the second all this is over. But John was so happy… He couldn’t
crush his son because his companion made a bad move…
“I’ll think about it. Would you mind writing his number out on one of my
notepads so I can contact his guardian and be assured that everything is clear
on his end?” John was happy to do anything that would help his chances at
seeing Dave. When he left, James leaned back in his chair and covered his face
as he sighed hard. This was not good. He was extremely disappointed in Dave,
how could he be so thoughtless. If he wanted to see John so bad he could have
asked. James would have set something up, figured out a way. But to go behind
his back like this and get John so involved… No, this was bad. This was the
worst way he could have gone about doing this.
 
After a moment of thinking James stood and gathered his outdoor things - coat,
hat, shoes - and called out to tell John he needed to run an errand.  He needed
to fix this. He needed to make Dave realize he was in charge and that these
things wouldn’t happen. When he pulled into the driveway of the house he had
for Dave he spent a few minutes just sitting in the parked car, wondering how
he was going to approach this situation. Dave was acting out. Did he want to be
in trouble? Did he actually want James to rough handle him more… The warning
Bro had given him seemed even more capable of being true. This was just
something to get James riled up. Make him angry so he’d do something.
 
After careful deliberation he made a call and ordered more groceries to be
delivered to the house Dave was at and drove away. No. This is not how one gets
what they want. Dave needed to realize there would be no reward for bad
actions. If he wanted to be hit he most definitely was not going to be hit if
this is how he goes about asking for it. In fact he’d get quite the opposite.
James drove back to his home and told John that Dave would be allowed to come
over any time between next week or the week after and that he would personally
pick him up when he ‘arrived’. John was ecstatic and called Dave up
immediately. James could hear the tone of Dave’s voice on the other line and it
took all his power not to stay close to hear it. This was Dave’s punishment.
 
A week and a half later John was up early and practically bouncing around in
the kitchen because his best friend online would be staying with him for a full
two weeks!!! This was the best thing ever, he was so happy and just wanted to
run around and scream. His dad wouldn’t let him go with to pick Dave up, said
making a scene in the airport might not be the best thing to do and that they
could save the excitement for home. It didn’t matter though. All that mattered
was that he was going to get to see Dave!!
 
When James pulled into the driveway of the house Dave lived at he said nothing,
simply honked the horn and waited. Dave was bolting out of the house almost
immediately, a medium sized suitcase dragging behind him. He looked scared,
paler than usual and the moment he was inside the car he was crawling across
the center to grab at James, try and hold him close and kiss him with a
completely desperate look on his face. He was crying. James kept still but let
to boy press close. Let him hiccup out small sobs and kiss at his lips and neck
and whisper that he was sorry, so, so, sorry. The best and worse punishment to
give a human being is solitary treatment. Humans are social creatures and will
go mad without a companion. After a few minutes of sobs and kisses James let
his stern demeanor fade and wrapped his arms around the boy, petting his hair
and kissing his face gently. He’d learned his lesson. He was sorry.
“I-I’m… I’m sor-ry,” Dave choked out, his face pressed tightly against James’
neck. “I w-won’t do it again.. Promise… Please.. please don’t be mad at me,
please don’t leave me alone, I’m sorry.” His voice was getting clearer and he
wasn’t wracked with tears anymore.
“I know you won't, I know… You understand why I had to do that right Dave? I
had to make sure you knew you were in trouble.” James pet the soft hair on the
back of Dave’s head and let the boy cling. They had time, a lot of time. He was
meant to take two hours to come back with Dave and it had only been 25 minutes.
He pushed Dave away which caused the young boy to cry out and try and hold on
tighter. “I’m not going to leave you Dave, we’re going inside. We have some
time before I need to take you home, come into the house with me.” His original
plan was to drive him around and blow time while giving him a stern talking to.
But the punishment was over now. Now he’d let Dave calm down and remember that
he is loved.
 
The house was a mess. Not with food or trash. Furniture was moved around, end
tables flipped and pictures torn from the walls. Dave looked small, keeping
pressed against the wall as they walked in.
“What happened here?”
“I got… I got mad… and then sad... I needed to do something.” Dave looked like
a puppy who’d torn up the flower bed and James just let out a sigh.
“It’s fine, we can get this cleaned up later. For now I just hope the bedroom
is still intact.” Dave nodded at that and James led him in with a hand on his
back. The bedroom was fine. Prefect actually, making James wonder where Dave
had slept. Still this wasn’t the time for that. He loosened his tie and undid
the buttons on the arms of his shirt. “Come over here Dave.” He sat down and
watched Dave walk over to his side slowly, spreading his legs to give Dave a
spot to fit against. “You know why I did that right?” Dave nodded shyly and
pressed close to James, wrapping his arms around his neck to press close.
“I asked John to ask you for me to come over.”
“No,” James said, pushing Dave back a little bit to look at him, “I did it
because you went behind my back. Dave, if you really wanted to have a visit
with John you should have asked me. There was no reason to go against me like
that.” James stroked the side of Dave’s face gently and brought his face closer
to kiss. “Your brother told me you might act out if I don’t treat you roughly
on occasion. Is that what this was? You acting out so I’d punish you?” Dave
closed his eyes tight and nodded slowly. “I had a feeling, that’s why I left
you alone for so long. Because I knew you wanted me to harm you, and that
wouldn’t be a proper punishment… Do you have anything to say?”
“I’m sorry daddy… I won’t do it again.” James ran his hands down Dave’s sides
and hummed.
“Is that all?” Dave gave him a confused look with a hint of fear. What more was
there to say? “You aren’t sorry for assuming I was stupid enough to give you
what you want under the ruse that I’d be punishing you?”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to seem like I thought you were dumb… I just…
I don’t know how to do this.. I’m not a companion, I’m not. I’m not cut out for
it.”
“Shhhh… You will be. Now we don’t have much time, and I’ve had a long wait
without you. I think you should be proving how sorry you are to me.”
 
And with that he lied back against the bed and rested his head on his arms.
 
***** Assurance *****
Chapter Summary
     This was written May 27th of 2015. I never got around to posting it
     and for that I am sorry. I don't want to leave this unfinished. I
     planned on just uploading this chapter and depending on how well it
     was received, continuing or just leaving it at this. I am leaving
     this chapter exactly how I had it in 2015 because this is how it
     would have been if I'd posted it then. It does feel weird to me now
     that I'm older and have experienced more but I'm not about to pretend
     like this wasn't something I created.
Chapter Notes
     Let's all remember that this was two years ago, I know I keep saying
     it but since I'm adding another part to UTBWBEH I kinda don't want it
     to seem like this was written yesterday. I know I still struggle with
     English and grammar and my fine motor skills but I want to believe
     I've grown a bit since then... Then again maybe not, who knows. Thank
     goodness for spell check.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Dave was quick to work with his pants, un buttoning and zipping them quickly.
He was so eager to please. So willing to do anything that would mean he’d be
able to be forgiven. Thin fingers worked their way under his boxers and brought
him out to pump him and lick him to full mast. He played it up too, making
small sounds and licking long lines up his cock before bobbing down all the way
til his nose was pressed against his skin. This was how he’d show his worth.
This was how he’d say he was sorry. Throat open and lips soft, Dave worked
James’ dick with practiced ease. Everything was touching and perfect because
Dave wasn’t alone anymore, James was here and he could show him how much he
loves him.
“You’re such a good boy Dave… So good.” James reached a hand down to pet his
hair and press his head down a little bit. “You can show me with more than just
your mouth, now, can't you?" He let his hand stay there, pressing the boy down
until he started to spasm a little bit with the need for air. That's the most
James had ever done to a partner, asphyxiation was his thing. Beating and rough
handling not so much. Though if Dave learned how to ask properly and he was
given time to look up some videos and journals on how to... What would the term
be? Practice, oh gosh what was it... BDSM? Yes that. There was a chance. But
right now the choking and the power lapse was all there was to their sex lives.
Later he’d look into things Dave would like. For now he was getting his apology
in full.
When Dave was free from James’ grasp he pulled back and slid his dress pants
and boxers off, stepping back while James scooted further back on the bed. Dave
wanted to please, he stripped down quickly and crawled up to straddle James,
rolling his hips so that their cocks could grind together while he unbuttoned
James’ shirt and ran his fingers across his chest. He was so excited to get to
feel James again that he laid himself flat against him, kissing softly at his
neck while he soaked in the feeling of skin to skin contact.
“Dave, we don’t have much time.” The reminder made him snap out of his haze and
he was sitting up again, a small blush across his face as he leaned over to
grab a bottle of lube from the bedside drawer. “Do you want me to help prepare
you?” Dave felt his body heat up and he nodded fast, lifting himself up a
little bit before handing the bottle to James.
"Please... I like it better when you do it." James smiled and poured out a
little bit of lube onto his fingers, rubbing them together before reaching his
hand down under Dave. His skin was always so soft, he knew how to keep himself
perfect for fucking and feeling. James slipped a finger into the small blond
and curved it, not being completely soft or gentle. He knew they didn’t have
much time, they’d need to get this done quickly if he were going to get Dave
home on time. Dave was completely alright with that, letting out a small moan
as he wiggled a bit and leaned forward to brace his hands on James’ chest. He
was the picture of beauty: red tint across his pale skin, rose red lips wet and
parted. James remembered then why he could never bring himself to do anything
to harm Dave, he was too perfect to be damaged. It was a wonder Bro could have
brought himself to harm him before. Dave was a gorgeous baby and child. It made
no sense to James. But right now it didn’t matter. Now Dave was desperate for
him and willing to do anything for him and all of his past was forgotten so
well it might as well be thrown on the floor and kicked under the couch.
James drew out his search for Dave’s prostate. He knew how to hit it, he’d had
plenty of practice with it, but Dave turned into a squirming ball of need when
James got close but not quite there.
“Daddy please.” Dave’s voice was shaking and breathy as he wiggled his hips
around to try and make things move faster. “Please I need it.”
“Patience Sweets, you don’t need it yet.” Dave let out a truly pitiful sound
that made James smile. He was so cute when he was desperate. After another long
moment James pressed a second finger into the writhing boy above him and
grabbed his hand with the one not currently preoccupied. “There is something
you should be doing for me now though..” He brought Dave’s hand over his semi-
forgotten cock and pressed it there lighty. Dave caught the hint immediately
and started to move his hand in long drawn out strokes. The hand that was
guiding him snapped up to drag his face in for a kiss, lips overpowering the
boys as he roughly pressed his fingers in. At this point he’d usually have Dave
start positioning and getting ready to ride him, not usually using more than
two fingers to prep him. That was all in selfishness though, making everything
a tighter fit and adding some more sensation.
Dave was moving his hips now though to ride James’ fingers and ride them good.
As much as James enjoyed watching Dave do this he needed to move things along.
The second he removed his fingers Dave was letting out a miserable cry.
“Hush now, you’ll be getting something much better soon.” He let his head rest
back against the pillows, handing Dave the bottle of lube that had previously
been set against his side before letting his hands rest against his own chest
and closing his eyes. Dave knew what to do from here.
Dave got to work lubing up James’ cock and sliding down it, enjoying the
fullness that he got from sex. He moaned loud, eyes closed as he curved a
little into himself. His hands found their spots on James’ shoulders and he
bounced himself in small quick motions, working his way down with little whines
and moans. “Daddy… Daddy oh gosh… I’m s-sorry Daddy, I wont be bad again.” He
settled all the way down on James’ cock and rolled his hips, feeling everything
move and enjoying the pressure and the contact and oh thank god, James was
back, he wasn’t alone, he was worth something, James was here! James could tell
Dave was getting a little lost in his own head and reached a hand up, cupping
the boys cheek before sitting up a little bit, kissing those soft red lips as
he stroked his cheek.
“I know you’re sorry baby boy. I know. You’re so good, such a good little boy.
Now ride my cock like the good boy I know you are.” Dave nodded fast, eyes
still closed, before lifting up and starting a rhythm, moaning as he moved
around a little bit to get some new angles and get things hitting the right
places as much was possible. He never had to play up his noises, he was so
sensitive that letting out moans that would put a porn star out of business was
an easy job. James loved it all. He loved his little boy, keeping away from him
for so long was hard. But it’s what Dave needed. He’d been bad and that was the
best punishment. But now he wasn’t in trouble and he was being such a good boy
and James knew this all was for the best.
The feeling of being full and loved and touched was so much to the boy. He’d
missed having someone around who would care about him. He was so scared of
James getting bored of him. Giving him away like Bro did. He needed to be
wanted. To be loved. It was the only important thing to him. And he made sure
he was worth keeping around right now, fucking himself on James’ cock fast,
pushing past the burn in his muscles from keeping his pace and position. No.
No, he can’t get tired. He needs to make James feel good. Make James know he’s
worth keeping. The feeling of large fingers brushing under his eyes caught Dave
off guard and he opened his eyes for the first time since he started riding
James, only now noticing that he’d started to cry again. Oh great.
He stopped moving and hugged himself, mumbling out broken renditions about how
he’s sorry. James sat up fully, concern washing over his face as he wrapped his
arms around the boy and held him close, even after the boy started to push
away. He was sobbing and shaking and saying he was sorry and James just held
him close, petting his hair as he told him that he was OK. The blond was so
broken inside, so much had happened to him and the realization that leaving him
alone that long was probably the worst thing for the boy hit James. And hit him
hard. He hadn’t meant to break him down like that, he just couldn’t think of
any other punishment to give the boy. Dave couldn’t see it like that though. He
was so scared. So so scared that he’d be thrown away again and didn’t know what
he’d do with himself if he was.
“Dave, Dave I’m so sorry.” He kissed the top of the boys hair and rubbed his
back, shushing him quietly as he rocked him slightly. He hadn’t thought that
he’d have this much of an effect on the boy and seeing him break down like this
was harder than the first time. The first time he had still be angry. The first
time he was prepared to continue the punishment. Now he wasn’t angry. He didn’t
want Dave to hurt anymore. After a moment he cupped Dave’s face and kissed at
his cheeks and lips, whispering that he was good and that he was safe. He was
OK. Dad is here, no I’m not leaving Dave, please believe me…
Dave was scared and took a while to calm down, but once his crying had settled
down he was a little easier to talk to. “Dave… Dave you know I’d never really
leave you right?” James was so worried that Dave wasn’t going to come out of
this soon. That he wasn’t going to trust him. “That was a bad punishment on my
part Dave, I’m so sorry.” He cradled Dave close to his chest and kissed his
cheeks, trying to make him feel safe. “You’re the best thing I’ve ever gotten
Dave, you mean so much to me I’d never leave you. I love you so much Dave, you
need to believe that.” Dave knew that James loved him… But…
“B-Bro loved me too… He did an-nd… And he stopped.” James was quiet for a
moment and gave Dave a soft kiss, hands holding him firmly as he just pressed
against him.
“Dave, your brother was a strange man. And while I know you love him I need to
say he did some very stupid things. Leaving you was the biggest. I will never
do that, Dave I’ve wanted you for so long and I can see myself being with you
for as long as I can imagine I will be around. Dave you’re safe. I took you
because I wanted you. Your brother was given you for nothing and never got to
see how much you are worth. I did. I’m never letting you go.”
Chapter End Notes
     This is the end for now. The fandom is kinda dead now and I doubt
     I'll get a lot of people telling me to continue this after leaving it
     unfinished for so long. Plus I don't really feel this one anymore. I
     dunno, it was good for me at the time but I don't see any reason to
     continue it. But I wanted it done like it should have been two years
     ago.
     Kisses.
End Notes
     I know I said I'd add to this series a while ago but I overestimated
     my abilities and am now drowning in 4 AP classes.
     Enjoy this, more for this particular story is to come, so be ready
     for that.
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