meme | #002 -- absolute obedience ( do you do you want to )

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the ABSOLUTE OBEDIENCE MEME 1. Post with your character. 2. That character is compelled to follow the orders of anyone who replies. 3. Any orders. 4. Any orders. Meme Strategy: There's nothing in the rules about whether or not your character knows s/he must obey - as well, the other character might not know that s/he must be obeyed. Play it however you like. Don't like the orders you got? Not willing to have your character follow them, even if you've had a good time up to this point? Talk to the other player, use OOC notes or PMs, try and work it out. Got some stuff you'd never want to play out? Consider making a preferences post and linking to it when you reply here. Wanna give orders that people would love to follow? Give em context. Make it a story. Is this about revenge? Working out some personal issues? Too dumb to realize that the other guy has to do whatever your guy says?

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[sicknastiest]

[Instincts kick in, and Dave's hand snaps up to catch the remote before it can bean him between the eyes. He lowers it, slowly, studying Tavros from behind his shades.]

everything okay tav
youre acting kind of weird
i mean more than normal
i havent pissed you off or anything have i
this isnt some weird passive aggressive thing youre doing
do i need to go get lalonde to dig through your brain

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Tav shakes his head wildly, horns swinging unheeded in the process.]

nO i, sWEAR,
iT'S LIKE,
i, uHH,
cAN'T CONTROL IT, aLMOST, oR SOMETHING,
i THINK, tHIS IS pROBABLY MEAN TO ANTAGONIZE ME,
aND ALSO YOU, pOSSIBLY,

[He gives Dave his best pleading look, which is pretty damn good, you have to admit.]

[sicknastiest]

[That's another thing Dave's used to, and he ducks the horns instinctively.]

watch it
youre going to gore me with those things one of these days
like one of those fucking bullfighters
complete with red cape and horrible bloody death
cant control what by the way

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Tav stops, cringing, hands fisting at his sides. Damn, he's really on a roll here, isn't he?]

sORRY, uH, i'M REALLY SORRY dAVE,
sHIT,
bUT i GUESS i JUST UM,
dID THOSE THINGS,
tHAT IS TO SAY,
mOVED OVER REALLY QUICKLY AND, uH,
tHREW THE REMOTE AT YOU,
wITHOUT THINKING OR, uMM,
rEALLY WANTING TO, iN MANY WAYS,
sO IT'S KIND OF,
wEIRD,
hAHA,

[sicknastiest]

[Dave frowns - half because he hates seeing Tavros get down on himself, and half because he's trying to piece some things together. Gears are turning madly behind those shades of his: what does Tav mean, he did those things without wanting to? Unless...]

hey tav

[There's silence for a moment as Dave tries to figure out what to say next to test out this odd theory of his. Something obvious enough, but nothing that's going to end up with something else being chucked at his head. Maybe simple's the way to go.]

stand up

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Unfortunately, Dave didn't think that through quite well enough. Tav stands alright; as soon as the order is issued, he springs up off the couch like there are fucking puppet strings attached to his horns. Unfortunately, the action also sends his lapful of junk food cascading to the floor.]

oH,
sHIT,

[sicknastiest]

[Nah, Dave doesn't really give a shit about any of that - this carpet has seen much worse, and practically none of that shit was even open, anyway. Besides, his new discovery is much more interesting.]

huh
well what do we have here
tavbro it appears that you have to do what i say
i mean
more than usual
youre pretty fucking compliant normally
but this
is very
interesting

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

uM,

[Tav's eyes go side to side quickly now, lowered to the ground, as he comprehends fully exactly what's going on here. And then he's flushing brown because he definitely knows that tone of voice. And suddenly he feels like a hoofbeast in a snare.]

yES, hAHA,
iNTERESTING,

[sicknastiest]

come here bro
stand right there
facing me

[He points at a space just a few feet in front of him, lazily, and though he tries to keep his face as unreadable as always, there's definitely a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.]

cause fuck the movie bro
i think i know what i really want to watch
and its gonna be much better

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

uM, oKAY,,,

[But it doesn't really whether or not he consents, because he's already there, standing squarely in front of Dave, wringing his hands and looking incredibly nervous. He thinks he might have an inkling of what his matesprit wants from him, but he's really not certain he has the high levels of self-confidence necessary to pull that kind of thing off.

But then again, he guesses he won't really need that.]

[sicknastiest]

[He wants. Oh, he wants. But Dave Strider is an insufferable prick, not a total asshole. So as much as he wants, he still hesitates.]

look bro
you gotta trust me
im not going to like
make you do anything weird or wrong
just maybe some things
you wouldnt do on your own
so can you do that
trust me i mean

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[He stares at the blonde boy before him, stares at those shades, like he can see through to the red irises he knows lie behind them, and Tavros nods. If there's one thing in the whole world he knows without a doubt, (and there very well may be only one), it's that he trusts Dave.]

yES,
uM,
oF COURSE i DO,

[sicknastiest]

[He nods, and for just a moment, that quirk of his lips might go just a little gentle. It's gone quickly, though, and then it's just the coolest coolkid again, watching his troll boyfriend with a hunger that is palpable, even if you can't see his eyes.]

well all right then
lets get this party started
for real this time
our headliner tonight
all the way from alternia
give it up for tavros nitram

[Because Dave is just so unbelievably cool, all his devices are linked together, so it's just a moment's work with his iShades to have some sick beats playing through his sound system.]

give us a show tavbro
take it off

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[The troll jumps a little at the sudden music, and if he wasn't beginning to blush before, the caramel tinge to his skin is certainly starting to show now. Without asking for permission, his hands go to the hem of his black t-shirt, skimming upward along his stomach as they push the fabric up, up, and tug it carefully over his head, stretching the neck ridiculously so it passes first over one horn, and then the other, falling to the floor in a puddle.]

iS THAT,
oKAY,

[sicknastiest]

[Just for Tav, just for his bro, Dave leers, makes this exaggerated show of looking the troll up and down. Not that he really needs to - he's pretty much seen everything Tav has to offer. Gotten up close and personal with the troll's...personal bits.]

yeah bro
thats more than okay
you sure you havent done this before
youre looking pretty good from where im standing
sitting
whatever
now the pants

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Tav swallows, nods, and even though he's nervous, knowing that Dave is enjoying this, well—that's good. He wants Dave to be happy.

Fingers that are so unlike his usual fumbling digits slide down to his waistband, slip the button of his black jeans free, and with a little wiggle of his hips that makes him think just for a split second that he's actually sexy, pushes them down and steps out of them. He's left in a pair of Pupa Pan-green boxer briefs and an ever-rising blush, and he runs a hand through his mohawk nervously before he's pushing those down too, only completely of his own accord this time.]

[sicknastiest]

[Oh, Tav's fucking right about that - that unexpected slink of his hips makes Dave throat go suddenly dry, and Dave has just enough time to wonder where Tav's body picked up that little trick before he's suddenly distracted as shit by the last of Tav's clothing hitting the floor.

He's suddenly overcome by an urge to get up and get his mouth latched around Tav's fucking fabulous tentadick, and Dave Strider is never one to deny his urges - even if that does mean dropping rather unceremoniously onto his knees in front of the troll. He counters this rather submissive posture with a glance up, over the rim of his shades, so that Tav can see his bright red irises.]

hey bro
youre not allowed to come til i tell you
got it

[With that done, he leans forward and licks a long stripe up the underside of Tav's dick.]

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[The sight of Dave sinking to his knees is cause for an instantaneous boner, and Tav lets out a quiet choking noise. He nods, eyes locked onto Dave's for as long as they're visible.]

fFUU-
oKAY,

[And then there's no time to say anything else because he can feel Dave's tongue on his dick, and holy shit, if he hadn't just been ordered not to, he'd have come just from that. So his head falls back and he's glad his legs are made of metal, otherwise he'd be at risk of the rest of him falling back, too.]

[sicknastiest]

[Dave takes his fucking time with this - and why not? He's got Tavros locked into it, after all, and those metal knees mean the troll can't fall over from getting weak in the legs any time soon. So he decides to satisfy his curiosity, sliding his tongue along all the ridges, around all the bumps, up and down the length until he finally takes the writhing tip between his lips and presses it against the roof of his mouth.]

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Tav jerks, just slightly, his dick writhing all over the place now, pushing against that tongue, insistent. Dave's a fucking natural at this, and Tav has to wonder why the fuck it took so long for them to start doing this, as he does pretty much every single time.

And then there are lips around his dick, and Tav's head jerks forward, gasping, involuntary words spewing forth.]

sHITFUCKdAVE,

[sicknastiest]

[Dave hums - just a soft little sound of acknowledgement, because he knows he's the shit at this, how could he not? He's gotten that confirmed from two different sources now, and he's pretty sure that's enough to be proud of.

He sucks on the tip of Tav's dick for a moment, collecting the caramel fluid that coats his tongue, and then opens his mouth wide, sliding his lips as far down Tav's dick as he can go, letting it squirm its way into the back of his throat.]

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Carefully, Tav slides his fingertips into Dave's blonde hair, which has always been surprisingly soft to the touch. He doesn't pull (that would be so rude!) but he does press, lightly, against Dave's scalp. As if his matesprit needs encouragement.]

sHHHIT,
fUCK,
oHGOD oHGOD oHGOD,

[sicknastiest]

[Okay, it's definitely weird, and Dave finds himself fighting back his gag reflex something fierce, but those gentle fingers against his scalp go a long way towards encouraging him to keep at it, even if he does wish that Tav would be a little harder on him sometimes. A little hair-pulling, or a little scratching.

Well. He supposes there's always Gamzee, for when he wants that kind of thing.

As Tav's dick slides against his tongue, pushes against his throat - and maybe even slips down it, a little, Dave's trying his hardest not to think about it - he swallows, compulsively, his muscles working and tightening against that slick length.]

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[It looks like Dave's going to get his wish, at least a little bit, because when he swallows, the muscles of his throat working against the squirming tip of Tav's dick, the troll can't keep from sinking his hips forward suddenly, spine snapping into a curve; he lets out a loud trill that seems to echo throughout the empty room. When he's caught his breath somewhat, he gasps out an apology.]

i'M SORRY, i,
cOULDN'T HELP IT,

[sicknastiest]

[Dave has to pull back, spluttering and coughing, and with a few odd tears running down his face from the sudden intrusion, but... Perversely, there's something so good about that, about gentle unassuming Tavros being a little...rough.

He sits back on his heels for a moment, wipes spit and caramel fluid from his lips with the back of his hand, and looks up at Tavros.]

its cool bro
i uh
dont really mind
you can do whatever you want
i mean
ive gone a couple rounds with gamzee
i think i can handle you
so
you know
go a little harder on me
im not gonna break