Castor Stuart (sg_castor) wrote in supergleerpg, @ 2012-01-23 23:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | !type: thread, -2012: january, character: castor stuart, character: david karofsky, ~complete |
Thread: Adrenaline
Who: Cave
Where: Bat-Cave
When: 01/23/2012
What: Dealing with the adrenaline after this
Warnings: Sex, violence
They had kissed at about every stop light along the way but once they hit the house, Castor was out of the truck and heading inside. He was... Frustrated. He wasn’t sure how else to put it. Once inside, he was pacing back and forth like a wild animal in a cage. He ran his hands through his hair, growling a little and rubbing his arms afterward. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do next. He’d never felt this way before, never gone for a fight before. It felt like something was crawling under his skin, desperate to tear its way out. Even Sherlock seemed to know something was wrong because he and Naum seemed to slink out of the room to go somewhere else to nap.
Dave caught up with Cas and kissed him. “Babe, you were - holy shit - “ He bit Cas’ lip. “Where the fuck did that come from?”
Part of Cas wanted to shove Dave away but instead he pretty much bit at Dave’s mouth rather than kissing him. “Doesn’t matter. Fucking doesn’t matter. Had to take revenge for Pol... For you. For fucking everything. Goddamnit.”
“Not complaining, I - “ Dave hoisted Cas up to wrap his legs around his waist and grind up into him. “Holy shit that was so fucking sexy, you’re just so - “ He moaned and attacked Cas’ mouth again, squeezing his ass almost desperately.
Castor was honestly completely surprised when Dave lifted him up like that but he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s shoulders and tightened the grip of his legs. There was no point in talking anymore. He knew what Dave wanted and a big part of him wanted that too. One hand clawed along the back of Dave’s neck as he ground down against the other boy. They needed to do this now before the guilt started to settle in.
Dave nibbled down Cas’ neck and said into his shoulder, “Where’d we stash the lube? Oh god do I want you...”
“Side table,” Cas muttered after a moment of thought. Things were everywhere now. This was pretty much their place and honestly, Cas was pretty sure they should just take over the master bedroom...
Dave made a grab for it without even bothering to put Cas down, seating him on the back of the couch and going for his pants. “Oh fuck, babe, oh fuck. I love you so much...”
Cas found his balance on the back of the couch and pulled his shirt over his head. Many of the cuts to fish the seeds out were healed by now and most of them hadn’t even left scars except for a few faint lines here and there. He was doing good. He threw the shirt to one side and pulled Dave forward again, “As much as I love you, just hush up and fuck me.” And then he mauled Dave’s mouth once more.
Dave whimpered and dragged Cas’ pants down and off before he struggled out of his own shirt, forgetting about the bruises and scratches Bethan had left behind that would now be revealed.
He squirmed out of his jeans and kicked his shoes off with them but then he got a good look at Dave and frowned a little bit pulling away, “What the fuck are these? Did you do these?” It wasn’t accusatory really, just surprised. And they didn’t look the way they normally did... Cas ran his hands over the scratches lightly. Bruises were nothing. Scratches he worried about.
“Huh - ow - “ Dave huffed and shook his head and bit the bullet. “No, I, uh. Got in a fight.”
Well these hadn’t been from the fight with Azimio so, “With who and why?”
“That Bethany or whatever chick.” Dave went back to kissing Cas’ neck. “She wouldn’t lay off Liv and shit just went from there and she started going nuts partway through.” He bit Cas’ collarbone. “No big, now take my pants off.”
“Oh. Okay,” he dismissed it easily. Liv needed to be protected right now and if Bethan deserved it, well... he groaned softly at the bite and his hands found Dave’s pants, making very short work of getting them off. Then he settled the flat of his palm against his boyfriend’s cock, stroking him up and down but without using his fingers.
Dave whimpered and ducked his head, waiting until he’d regained himself enough before wrapping a hand around Cas’ cock and squeezing. He pressed his forehead against Cas’, unable to keep from grinning.
Cas squirmed almost arching away from Dave and making a squeaky sort of offended sound. Goddamn it, he didn’t want to be teased right now. He nuzzled into Dave’s shoulder... And then bit him almost hard enough to break the skin. Any other time he might have kissed away the pain but he didn’t. Not tonight. Instead he just moved to another spot and bit again.
Dave’s knees almost went out from under him and his eyes fluttered as he moaned. “Oh shit, Castor.”
In revenge(?), he slicked his hand up Cas’ dick and used his free one to tug at Cas’ nipple piercings. “Oh this ain’t gonna last long...”
He yelped and arched his hips, worrying his lip a bit viciously. Damn it. That was so mean. He should’ve never gotten those rings.
“Maybe not the first round anyway,” Cas grinned at Dave. There was no way they were getting away with one go. They were like a two-man wolf pack. They had hunted and now it was time to mate. He slipped off the back of the couch and turned his back to Dave... Only to thrust his ass back against his boyfriend, pressing himself flush up against Dave’s body. And to make the offer better he brought one leg up to brace it against the top edge of the couch and spread himself wide and expectantly for Dave.
Dave whimpered and pressed his face against Cas’ shoulder before he began to rut up against him. “Goddammit I don’t think I can even wait to get inside you...” He bit Cas’ shoulder and whined as he thrust.
Cas whined in turn, worrying his bottom lip a bit viciously for a moment. “Bad puppy. Need you to fuck me proper. Feels like it’s been forever...” He really wasn’t sure what Dave’s recovery would be like right now but if he had to, he’d get Dave hard again and fast. He just hoped he didn’t have to resort to that even if it felt pretty good to have him thrusting like that. His body rolled back against Dave’s... It just didn’t compare though.
“You so owe me,” Dave mumbled, then managed to get the cap open and spread some lube on his fingers, circling them around Cas’ hole before plunging two of them in. He groaned at the tight heat - seriously, how did Cas do it? - and began to thrust.
"Not sure how that works," Cas teased. How in the world was he going to owe Dave? Oh well, he was pretty sure that this owing would be really fun. He cried out sharply at the sudden intrusion of slicked fingers. He couldn't help but thrust back hard against the movement, trying not to just let his knees give out underneath him.
Dave caught Cas around the middle and hauled him up, adding in a third finger to his willing body. “Fuck, are you ready yet?” he whined, pressing his fingers hard against Cas’ prostate to, uh, ‘encourage’ his answer.
Oh fuck that was good - or so said the loud sound Cas made. "O-okay. Okay. Fuck. Oh gods. Get in me now. Oh fucking Hell." This was going to be rough and probably a little painful. Or a lot painful.
Dave groaned and pulled his hand out, using it to quickly guide his cock into Cas, sliding home all in one quick, smooth thrust. “Oh fuck!” he shouted, and began to quickly pump his hips. Yeah, so wasn’t going to last. So worth it.
The moans coming from Castor came in a sharp rhythm in time with the hard thrusts. His whole body was jerking with the force and the way Cas thrust back against Dave. While this would very likely end soon, Cas wasn't going to let them get away with just a quicky.
Cas’ jerking around finally pushed Dave over the edge and he came with a hoarse shout, spilling into Cas and collapsing against him, sweaty and disoriented and so very, very content.
Honestly Cas didn’t even need to touch himself to feel like he was going to positively explode. And when Dave came, he felt every practically every drop and it drove him completely over the edge coming with a sharp cry. It left him feeling boneless and wanting to melt but he looped an arm around Dave’s neck, holding on tight and panting hard.
Dave sighed, contented, and nuzzled into Cas’ neck. “Hot damn, was that good...” He started to kiss and nip at whatever little bits of Cas he could reach. “MmmmIloveyou.”
Part of him was still antsy, wanted to move, run, do something. Cas could feel his muscles twitching a little with the urge to be gone... He turned his head trying to capture any piece of Dave’s skin he could manage with his mouth. Affection wasn’t really at the front of mind right now. “Take me to our room.”
“With pleasure.” Dave scooped Cas up and carried him up the stairs, tossing him on his bed and bouncing on after him, pinning him down and grinning. “Hi.”
Then he leaned down and kissed him, hard, face held between his scraped hands.
The trip was nice and quick and Cas nestled in against the sheets. He shifted to wrap his legs around Dave’s waist and pulling him close. His arms went around Dave’s neck and returned the hard kiss. He wanted more, needed more. He needed all this excess energy to be taken from him. Cas dragged his nails along Dave’s back sharply - he might’ve broken the skin in a few small places but right now he didn’t care.
Dave whimpered and bit at Cas’ lip. “Goddammit I can’t get it up this fast, Cas." He flipped them over in one smooth move and grinned, scratching down Cas’ thighs in revenge. He took Cas’ dick in hand and began to stroke, even though he doubted Cas would be able to get hard so soon. “Man, are you eighteen yet? You’re gonna look so good when you can get those piercings...”
"I know. I know! Just -" Cas squirmed as Dave flopped them over. He just couldn't stop moving or wriggling. He groaned when Dave started to tease him like that. And honestly he'd almost forgotten about the piercings. "Dave," he whined still shifting and worrying his lip, "can't stop moving... Why does it feel like this?"
“Feel like what?” Dave frowned and sat them up. “Is it like, you’re hopped up on adrenaline? Did you photosynthesize or something and now you’ve got too much energy? Talk to me, babe.”
"The last time I felt this wired was the one and only time I tried speed. I'm just up and on and so fucking," he actually blushed a little, "horny. I don't get why doing what we did would make me feel this way..." Cas nuzzled into Dave's neck biting roughly at his skin.
Dave chuckled. “You’re probably just hopped up, babe. It happens. I used to get really crazy after good games.” He tugged Cas back by his hair and gave him a sloppy kiss. “We can either wait for you to crash or see how many times we can fuck in a night. Your choice.”
Cas moaned against Dave’s mouth, rolling his hips without really thinking about it. “I don’t want to crash. I want to fuck. I want you to come inside me so many times I’m dripping with it,” he purred and then shifted to bite Dave’s shoulder all over again.
Dave whimpered and flopped back down, taking Cas down with him. “Oh we can definitely manage that one, babe.” He slid his hand down Cas’ back to his ass, pressing his fingers inside of him. “Like that?”
He gasped at the press of fingers and thrust back against it, worrying his lip between his teeth, “I need more... God I need everything.” He wasn’t sure what more he could get from Dave though. Cas just knew he wanted more.
“Jesus babe, you’re gonna have to gimme a minute...” Dave caught Cas’ lip between his teeth. “I’m fast but I’m not that fast.”
“Then,” Cas licked at Dave’s mouth, starting to pull away as he suggested, “We make it faster... What do you say?”
“Why does this feel illegal?” Dave mumbled. “And how are you planning on getting me, uh. Re-excited?”
Cas shifted off of Dave and grabbed his black backpack. Picking it up he fished out the pill case but instead of it being filled with a variety like usual, it just had a couple of the little blue pills which he showed to Dave with a faint smirk. “How do you think?”
“Huh.” Dave tilted his head, then sighed and shrugged. “What the hell, couldn’t hurt. Or it could but mostly in the ‘holy fuck am I gonna be sore tomorrow’ way.” He carefully picked one of the pills and examined it, before he popped it in his mouth and swallowed it. “Okay, what now?”
It wasn’t like Viagra was going to cause them to have hallucinations or lose control of their thoughts. This was perfectly safe... As long as it eventually wore off. Cas picked one up and swallowed it just the same before tossing the pill case back into his backpack, “Now... Well now we kind of wait for it to kick in. Could be anywhere from ten minutes to an hour so... Any studying to do?” Cas snorted a little.
“Bo-ring.” Dave faked a yawn. “Let’s make out.”
Cas laughed and stretched back along Dave, grinning broadly, “What if I don’t want to?” He peeled himself away, turning his back on Dave as he made it look like he was really going to get up to go study. At least for a second since he paused once he was in a position to give Dave a very good view. “Maybe,” Cas started, running a hand up the back of his own thigh, “I want to do something else.” He gave Dave a hint as, when his hand reached there, he smacked his own ass quite hard - enough to leave a bright red mark and make him gasp softly. He wanted to be marked up and have some of that guilt stripped away.
Dave whimpered. “Okay babe are you telling me you want me to...to you? Because that sounds kind of really awesome right now...”
“Say it, Dave. It’s just you and me... You’ve got to be able to say these things,” Cas looked over his shoulder at his boyfriend, biting his bottom lip in what he hoped was a fetching sort of way.
Dave flushed and glanced away. “It’d sound really fuckin’ stupid to say out loud...”
“If you don’t say it, you don’t get to do it. Anything at all in fact. Once the Viagra kicks in, you’ll be stuck with a really hard cock and nothing to do but jerk off.” Cas smirked a little, wiggling his ass a little bit.
Dave swatted at Cas. “That’s not nice, Castor. I should put you over my knee and sp-spank you for that.”
Cas made a soft squeaky noise but really, Dave hadn’t hit him that hard. “Pft. Like you’re man enough to spank your sweet little boyfriend,” he taunted. It clearly wasn’t that difficult for Cas to say.
“Watch me.” Dave grabbed for Cas and caught him around the waist, dragging him down and nipping at his neck. “Are you sure about this? I mean this is kind of...” He didn’t even know what it was supposed to be, just...probably one of those weird things that he should feel worse about wanting to do.
Gasping in surprise, Cas let himself get dragged down, arching against Dave’s body at the bite even if it was kind of mild compared to other ones. “If I get unsure, I’ll say hedgehog like usual Stop being so shy, Dave... You know I’m up for practically anything. Just proves you’re not man enough though,” the corner of his mouth perked up in amusement.
“Real men don’t rape. Or so the internet feminists tell me.” He tickled down Cas’ stomach before laying him carefully over his lap and trailing a hand over the expanse of his rear. “How do I even do this...”
“Some boys would like to play imaginary rape with their boyfriends but not until they’re comfortable with the concept,” Cas muttered. Well now that idea was planted however Dave probably wouldn’t get to the point where that was a comfortable idea for a long while. “Just do it, Dave... Play with it till it feels right... Wuss.”
“Was that a hint?” Dave shook his head. “One thing at a time, Cas.”
“Don’t you wuss me, I’m your wuss.” Dave stroked one hand down Cas’ back while the other lightly tapped against his ass. “Soft at first, to make me comfortable, okay?”
“Just an idea for another night, love,” Cas noted mildly. See? He was totally just giving an idea.
Cas grunted softly at the first tiny tap - at least it felt tiny. “Ah-huh. Take your time, love...” But he couldn’t help his wiggling in anticipation. He was going to have the worst time staying still.
“Stay still,” Dave said, voice surprisingly strong considering he did not feel at all confident about this. He put his hand on the back of Cas neck and spanked him a little harder. “Was that alright?”
But he couldn’t stay still so Dave was just going to try harder. “Stop asking... I’ll let you know if it isn’t. Just like when you fuck my mouth,” he grinned wriggling a bit harder just to give Dave a mental image. Cas was doing everything in his power to make Dave just let go.
Dave whimpered at that and, finally, finally let his hand fall with a little more force over and over until his hand had gone a little numb. He rubbed Cas’ reddened skin soothingly. “You okay?”
Cas jumped a little with each swat, moaning as the hits got harder. He was grinding against Dave as he moved, gripping at the sheets. It was all he could do not to beg for more, “Fuck... Stop asking! Please, oh gods....”
Dave chuckled and petted along Cas’ flank. “So the pill kicked in for you, I take it?”
“Pill’s got nothing to do with it... Do it again,” Cas pretty much moaned. Hadn’t they had this pain discussion before? When Cas was completely fucking panicking about it?
“Just have to check. ‘cause I was gonna say, if the pill’d kicked in, I’d’ve let you fuck me...” Before Cas could answer, Dave smacked him again right where ass met thighs. “You jiggle more than you used to, I like it.”
Cas would’ve said something but all he could do was moan and jerk again. Fucking Hell that felt good... But then Dave had to go and say that. “I jiggle? Oh my gods am I getting f-” he cut himself off but that didn’t stop him from trying to roll over to look at his stomach, suddenly paranoid. It was the most girlish thing he could possibly do but he didn’t care.
“No you’re not, dummy.” Dave smacked him again. “I mean, like, I met you in the middle of a hunger strike, you were all skin and bones, and just when you were starting to fill out shit happened and you stopped eating and got all skinny again. I just mean, you look healthy.” He pinched one reddened cheek. “I like it. Besides, I thought you didn’t care about looks?”
Cas tensed at the pinch but didn’t say anything. It wasn’t like it was a bad thing after all but he was kind of... surprised at the turn this conversation had taken. “I don’t. But I do want to be healthy. So, you know, that’s kind of important. And I’m not convinced jiggly is a good thing...”
“Everyone’s got a little jiggle, babe. Being skin and bones isn’t good, see - “ Dave flopped Cas over and his muscles. “You’re so strong but you’re still growing, you need some fat reserves to keep up with all the stuff you do. A little jiggle. And you look just perfect, so beautiful I can’t believe I got this fucking lucky.” He leaned over to kiss Cas’ cheek but stopped and frowned, looking embarrassed. “And now would be a bad time to mention that the pill totally kicked in, I think.”
Cas didn’t argue, only listened. Sometimes he wished Dave would listen to his own advice but that probably wouldn’t go over as well. He smiled a little as Dave leaned over but had to keep from giggling otherwise, “No... It’s really not a bad time. Come here.” Cas settled one hand on Dave’s cheek and looped an arm around his neck, pulling him in for a very tender, sweet kiss.
Dave hummed into the kiss, closing his hands around Cas’ waist - fat, hah, like his skinny little hippie could ever be fat - and rubbed his thumbs up and down Cas’ stomach, then began to tilt himself backwards until he was lying on the bed with Cas on top of him.
“Ride me?” he asked, a little breathless from the kiss. “Fuckin’ love watchin’ you...”
Rolling with Dave, Cas ended up laying on top of his boyfriend and grinning a little. It was fun to move like that - like they were just a big ball. He kind of wanted to do it again but Dave was asking him something serious - well, serious right now anyway. Cas slipped his hand between their bodies, stroking himself a little. He didn’t need much help. The pill was kicking in quite beautifully. “Kay... Hold your cock still? Not that I think it’ll need much support,” he teased.
Dave chuckled and wrapped a hand around his dick, squeezing it rhythmically. His other hand reached back to squeeze Cas’ ass, grinning up at him. “Oh it’s gonna be a fun night...”