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F1CL3TS
By : megadeth425
Category: Web Comics > Homestuck
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As you lie there and watch the absolute dreck playing in front of you, you wonder if Dave's idea of a date is really just to expose you to terrible forms of media until you put out in hopes it will stop. If that's the case, then you have to admit that he's brilliant, but your relationship isn't built on giving Dave too much credit. Unfortunately for him and his ironic love of really terrible movies, you actually are considering just throwing yourself at him in hopes you can be freed from the grasp of terrible sci-fi. It helps that you'd actually like to have sex and cut through all of this date pretence stuff that your boyfriend has nervously decided to frame everything with. You suspect he's trying to compensate by making your relationship more 'normal' when it's really anything but, but you quickly push those thoughts away because nothing is less conducive to your sexual appetite than psychoanalyzing your sort-of brother.
Your eyes drag over to him, sitting there with his eyes glued to the screen as he tries to figure out when it's acceptable to completely ignore watching the movie and start riffing on it. You decide to go at it subtly, reaching a hand down to brush against his thigh. His body goes stiff against you, but he keeps focusing on the movie, figuring you're just getting cuddly with him. And to be fair, you kind of are; your eyes are just much more focused on his boxers and what lies beneath than you are on the b-movie he insisted you watch, as if watching a movie called Mansquito expressly for its terribleness was what 'normal' couples did.
Once you notice his underwear is sufficiently strained where you want it to be, you waste no time in grabbing the band of his boxers and pulling them down, in the same motion leaning forward and pushing your head down into his lap. He squirms around, your actions successfully prying his attention away from the movie as your hand grasps his base and your tongue slips out and drags against his head. It's not your proudest moment, but you really can't take any more of that awful movie and at least sex is something you can get a kick out of.
"Whoa Rose what the hell are you doing," he says, moving about as the surprise of your actions completely throw him for a loop. You probably interrupted some kind of plan he had to put the moves on you only once this was all over, as if you'd have the patience for any more of these cheap special effects. "Is there something about a dude transforming into a giant bug that turns you on? Because if so, no Rose, get away from my dick. I don't want your mouth anywhere near it."
Your tongue slithers down from his tip as you lower your head further, lips parting so that they can close around his cock. Your hand tugs upward, and soon enough his rambling is through. Predictably, your teenage boyfriend isn't able to keep his eyes on a movie when you're going down on him. After letting your tongue slither a little while and get him nice and focused on you, you pull away and put on your best deadpan. "After twenty minutes of Mansquito, I just assumed you like things that suck."
That remark shuts him right up as he fumbles for the remote to not only pause the movie, but head right back to the DVD player menu altogether so that he can focus entirely on you and not have the movie menu animated in the background. You congratulate yourself on a job well done; you're free from b-movie hell, and admittedly, there's nothing about giving Dave head that you're averse to, so everyone's happy all around.
His hands move around you awkwardly, as despite this being about the twentieth time you've sucked him off, he's still unsure exactly where to touch or how to proceed. Whether apprehension or just uncertainty you don't know anymore, but it leaves you free to go at your own pace. Your hand pumps gently, head bobbing in time with it, meeting somewhere in the middle. Your black lips tighten around him and you start to actually suck, providing the suction that in short order makes him shudder. He's predictable and you've keyed into exactly what you need to do to make him
"Shit, Rose," he says, leaning back and looking down at you longingly. You return the gaze, smiling at him as your body shifts into a more comfortable position on your side. You slip the upper leg back, inviting his hand between them, but he's not even paying attention to that because his eyes are on what you're doing to his dick. And admittedly, that's sort of a compliment, as you'd like to think you're doing just fine with it, but the taste and warmth is starting to make you all squirmy, and he's just sitting there not even noticing.
You don't bother trying to draw attention to it any further, slipping the leg back and merely rubbing them together, making a mental note of it for when it's time for him to reciprocate, as you have far fewer apprehensions about sex than he does, and can make sure you get your fill no matter what. Instead, you put your attentions toward getting him off, pulling your head up and lapping at his shaft, hand steady at his base and still pumping. His hips start to lift off the couch a little, trying to urge his cock deeper into your mouth, and you see no reason not to indulge him, slipping the hand down further at the cost of bracing one of the fingers against his thigh so that there's more for your mouth to take.
Once you start getting audible, you know he's not going to last long. The occasional wet slurping noise makes his fingers dig into your shoulder, back, cheek, or wherever he's clumsily touching, with enough force to let you know he appreciates the sensory appeasement. You get louder, wetter, and soon enough he's moaning and not even trying to keep cool. He's just rocking his hips gently, which for him is as much as you're going to get, and you brace yourself for the end.
He's a long-term project, making your ecto-brother more comfortable with sex, and you hope it's been a constructive session so far as he gasps, head tossed back, and he finishes in your mouth. It throbs between your fingers and lips as he cums, flooding your mouth with that taste you've come to not immediately object you. You swallow it all down promptly and pull away as he lazily settles down on the couch.
“I want one thing to be made perfectly clear,” you say as you turn around, settling back against the armrest of the couch and placing your legs on his shoulders, urging his head between your legs in the interest of fairness. “If you try to woo me with a movie that bad again, you're not getting sex for a week.”
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F1CL3TS	By : megadeth425 Category: Web Comics > Homestuck Views: 3865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Homestuck and make no money from this story.

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