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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[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

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Tav swallows, nods. And he doesn't realize it now, but Dave's just given him a direct order. Go a little harder on me. He's got no choice but to oblige.

He nods, thumbing away the reflex-induced tears from Dave's cheeks.]

oKAY i'LL TRY, i GUESS,
jUST FOR YOU,

[sicknastiest]

[Dave nods, all cool like he didn't just ask his alien boyfriend to fuck his mouth a little harder, please, because Dave fucking Strider gets off on that shit, and decides to give his throat a rest for a moment, dipping his head down to wriggle the tip of his tongue against the wet folds of Tav's nook.

He does lift a hand, though, to stroke along Tav's bulge while he does so. He wouldn't want Tav to feel neglected, or anything.]

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Oh, he doesn't think he could feel neglected if he tried. He's got a Strider on his knees in front of him, after all; it's like winning the lottery of sex. Tav lets out a quiet grunt, thighs spreading apart a little more and causing a thin stream of caramel to run down their insides. He can deal with it. His hands do tighten now in Dave's hair, tugging cautiously at first and then a little harder.]

[sicknastiest]

[He makes a soft noise, something that might be a moan, when Tav tugs at his hair, and when the tug gets harder, the noise gets a little louder. That trickle of caramel tempts him, and he ducks his head a little more to lap it up with a broad swipe of his tongue up Tav's thigh - and then it's just the most natural thing in the world to follow that line up to where it started, to chase it back into Tav's nook with a sharp thrust of his tongue.

There is just no way sex with humans is this good. Not, at this point, that it seems likely that Dave will ever find out.]

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Oh. Oh, Tav likes that noise, likes it an awful lot; his bulge twitches, writhes at the sound of it. He's glad, though, that he's been ordered to hold back; he doesn't ever, ever want this to be over.

The sudden shock of Dave's tongue in his nook makes Tav shudder, groan, almost double over, pulling Dave's face close by the hair. It's starting to get messy up in here but fuck worrying about that right now.

sHIT dAVE,
dON'T,
dON'T STOP,

[sicknastiest]

[Yeah, seriously, fuck worrying about that - fuck even worrying how to breathe with his face shoved against Tav's nook like that, because as long as the troll keeps making noises like that, Dave doesn't really fucking care about anything else.

He's all too happy to comply with Tav's request, shoving his tongue into Tav's nook over and over again, curling it against the troll's inner walls to gather up all that dripping fluid.

For just a moment, he pulls away, his face smeared with light brown fluid.]

come on tav
tell me how it feels

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[He's making all sorts of new and interesting noises now, fingers loosening and clenching in that blond hair, and Tav lets out a gasp at the sight of his genetic fluid smeared all over Dave's perfect fucking bone structure.

And then words are tumbling out of his mouth like there's no tomorrow.]

fUCK IT'S LIKE,
wINNING A THOUSAND ALTERNIAN WILDLIFE BATTLES ALL AT ONCE,
jEGUS YOUR TONGUE, iT'S, uM,
sO PERFECT, iNSIDE,
uHHH,
mY NOOK,
fUCK,
i CAN'T,

[He can't, mostly because he's realized that he's compared Dave going down on him to Alternian Wildlife battles. Whoops.]

[sicknastiest]

[Dave pauses, pulls back, wipes his face with the back of one pale hand - and then just looks up at Tav, one eyebrow quirked.]

so
should i just
go ahead and assume thats pretty much the most awesome thing that could ever happen to you
because i have no fucking idea what that means

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

Fuck. Fuuuuuck. Tav's pretty much full-body blushing. How could he have said something so inexcusably stupid? He blinks, and then decides to just go with it.]

uMMMM,
yES,
yES, tHAT'S CORRECT,
uH,
sORRY,

[sicknastiest]

[Slowly, so slowly, Dave's lips curl up at the corners, and it is a surprisingly soft expression.]

well all right
i guess thats okay then
ill just keep doing this then shall i

[He leans forward again, going back to wrapping his lips tightly around Tav's squirming bulge. His throat's probably had enough of a rest by now.]

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Relief. So much relief. Tav nods, ecstatic that Dave seems to be amused (???).]

oKAY,
tHAT SOUNDS GO-mMPH,

[Shhhhit, Dave is good at catching him off-guard like this. Tav's fingers are back in his hair, and he takes the opportunity to slowly push his hips forward, sinking himself deeper into Dave's mouth, between fucking heavenly lips.]

[sicknastiest]

[With just a little effort, Dave relaxes his throat, lets Tav pull his head forward while the troll rocks his hips, sliding his bulge into the back of Dave's throat again.

It's...odd, but not really bad, and as long as Dave takes slow, shallow breaths, there's not too much of a problem. And as a matter of fact, it's actually...kind of good. Kind of nice. And before Dave realizes it, there's soft moans spilling from him, muffled by Tav's bulge between his lips.]

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Oh. Oh. Tav's fingers tighten now until his knuckles are...lighter grey, tufts of hair sticking through them at odd angles. The pressure of Dave's mouth, lips and tongue and the hot walls of his throat, is exquisite. His hips buck forward, involuntary, and this time he doesn't even apologize; he was ordered to be rougher, after all, and he's too caught up in the mouth around his dick to remember how to say things anymore.

His bulge is leaking steadily now, not just from the tip but from all those little bumps all over the surface, and Tav catches sight of his genetic material dribbling out of the corner of Dave's mouth. It's like someone just electrocuted him; he tenses, thrusting forward three times in quick succession before he's able to regain control of his body. He's whimpering, trilling, Dave's name spilling out of his mouth over and over, and he wants to come so badly, but he can't. And the most maddening part is, being denied release is half of what is making this so fucking good.]

[sicknastiest]

[Dave has to keep swallowing, trying to keep up with all the fluid leaking from Tav's bulge, and it's still not really working - he can feel a mingled trail of spit and caramel fluid running down his chin, from the corner of his mouth, and what's odd is that it's not really a bad feeling.

You know what else is a surprisingly not bad feeling? Tav thrusting into his mouth like that, completely out of control, those hands tightening in his hair. He does have to pull back, though - Dave Strider apparently still can't add 'experienced bulge sucker' to his resume - coughing and catching his breath, looking up at Tavros through watering eyes.]

fuck bro
where have you been hiding this savage beast
this fucking monster
do i just have to get you all hot and bothered more often

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Tavros has never in his life been referred to as a savage beast, and he sort of likes it, so much that it makes him grin (albeit a bit shyly). His fingers relax a little in Dave's hair, and it's sort of absurd how lovingly his fingers push it out of his eyes. He can't be a badass all the time, after all.]

i GUESS IT WAS,
aLWAYS THERE INSIDE ME,
iT JUST NEED TO BE,
uNLEASHED, mAYBE,
hAHA,

[He grins, sharp teeth, and wriggles a little at the idea of being worked up like this more often—especially since the two of them are already a bit ridiculous.]

yES, tHAT WOULD BE,
gOOD,

[sicknastiest]

[Dave can't help feeling a little ridiculous right now, really, with caramel fluid all over his lips, one hand still absently working Tav's bulge, and he kind of figures - what the hell? Why not go all the way with this? Right up to cheesy porno quality.

It'll be hot. In an ironic kind of way.

So he reaches up, pulls off his shades, and sets them aside. Then he looks up at Tav again, all heavy-lidded eyes and parted lips, his hand still absently moving against Tav's bulge.]

hey tav
want to come yet

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Tav jerks, a completely visceral reaction to Dave's fucking expression. He's such a tease, it really shouldn't be legal for anyone to look like that. Especially with Tav's bulge in their hand. He swallows, throat suddenly dry, eyes locked onto those cherry-red pupils, and there's a noticeable quaver to his voice that goes above and beyond its usual presence.]

uM,
yES,
yES PLEASE,,,

[sicknastiest]

[Oh, there's something so satisfying about that - about feeling Tav jerk and writhe in his grip, about seeing the way the troll's eyes fix on him and the way his voice trembles.

He grins, slow and sharp and oh, so predatory, slowing his hand down.]

well okay then
i guess you can go ahead and do that
but

[He leans forward, sucks briefly on the tip of Tav's writhing bulge.]

only after you beg me
got that
you can only come after you beg me

[And with that, he seals his mouth around Tav's bulge again, sucking hard.]

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Tav stops breathing, or maybe his heart stops beating, he's not sure which, but god damnit that isn't fair. It's not fair that Dave can say something that should sound completely stupid, and make it sound so fucking sexy.

But he really doesn't have the time to consider the matter further, because suddenly his bulge is surrounded by Strider mouth again, which is the best place for it, really. Tav groans, and it turns into a low chirrup; it isn't long at all before he's thrusting hard into that mouth, over and over, and because he knows he'll go crazy if he doesn't, he starts to beg.]

fFFNNGH, dAVE,
pLEASE, oH GOD, i CA- i CAN'T,
pLEASE JUST, lET ME COME, fUCK,
oH GOD,

[sicknastiest]

[Dave fights his gag reflex with everything he has - and it certainly helps that Tav is kind enough to distract him with all those fucking amazing noises - and when Tav starts begging, Dave shudders and reaches up. He digs his fingers into Tav's ass, both helping him thrust and giving him - he hopes - unspoken permission to come.

Or maybe the command will just handle itself - Tav's fulfilled the conditions, shouldn't the other part of the order take over? Dave fucking hopes so, because he doesn't exactly want to pull away again just to tell Tav he can finish.]

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

fUCK,

fUCK,

That does it. The fingers digging into his ass, the tight throat around his cock, make something snap inside him, and he comes harder than he ever thought possible, filling Dave's mouth with hot genetic material, the lion's share that's typical of troll orgasms. His breathing is fast, hard, shallow, and his fingers are digging into Dave's bony shoulders.

What seems like an eternity later, his eyes open and he looks down at Dave with his lips still wrapped around his bulge.

Fuck.]

[sicknastiest]

[Dave is by no means equipped to handle that, and past the first few spurts - which he manages to choke down - the rest of it just goes everywhere. So when Dave looks up and meets Tav's eyes, he's covered in caramel-colored genetic fluid - it coats his face, his hair, his hands, in thin ropes, and he blinks up a little bemusedly.]

you know
i probably should have anticipated that

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Tav has to stifle the urge to immediately begin apologizing profusely, instead reaching for his t-shirt where it landed on the couch behind him and using it to mop up what he can from Dave's face with the utmost care.]

hAHA,
fUCK, uM,
sORRY,