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John had been running back and forth with this man for god knows how long. Trying to convince the crazed man to overcome his urges and tried to find any way to make him open his eyes. He reminded him of his friends. His home. What he has now today. Yet the monster before him did not listen. There was no point in trying to convince him that this could be different or to make him see things from another perspective.
Or is there? John thought for a second. A small ring in his head, made him have a thought that he never would’ve known would save his life.
John trembled, his words slurring as he genuinely tried to think of a way to combat the huge male in front of him. He had not words. No thoughts. He's said everything he could have possibly said to gamzee. Except... No.. Would that even work? He had not clue, but.. It's not like he had any hope now. So might as well test his luck. "I- U-Uhm- Wait! I- Your what, 14? 15? Y-Your a kid! Just like me! Im 14. A-And what does that make us have in common? We're both virgins! S-So, my point is. If you, you know.. Kill everybody. Whos gonna be there to take it?" John stops backing away, his face sweaty and his face quite flushed due to the deal he just proposed
Gamzee stopped growing towards them, and hesitated, reluctant to come closer to them. He tilted his head, as his half-lidded eyes seemed to glow a orange-yellow. He looked away from John for a second, and then back at him.
“HONK"
"you must be a motherfuckin fool"
"ONE. MOTHERFUCKIN. FOOL."
"to think that i would care about that."
He looked away again, as he seemed to be fighting his own mindset. Did he really want to waste this opportunity that he possibly couldn't get again? He turned back to look at John, gripping the club in his hand tightly. He had made up his mind about the situation now, and decided on what to do.
"HOWEVER"
"how. motherfuckin. ever."
"I GUESS I'LL JUST HAVE TO MOTHERFUCKIN TRY IT OUT"
"consider yourself one. lucky. motherfucker."
Johns eyes grew, he didnt actually expect that to work! Wow! I guess his dad was right when he said he was one charming boy. Yet how does he still not have a girlfriend? He can pull an intergalactic alien but not a girl? Wheres the logic in that? Oh well, this is definetly not the time to be worrying about that, like if it really matters, cause it doesnt. John was just thankful that gamzee didnt kill him where he stood for the remark. Yet then again, now that hes really thinking about it, hes starting to regret it. Did he really just make an offer with an alien that he has zero clue is capable of to have sex with him? especially a rabid one, this guy is not in the right mind set at all, hes killed two of the people you considered friends and now your here getting ready to buy your life with sex?? What is wrong with you egbert??
"I-I am lucky, t-thank you so much for reconsidering i- i promise ill make this worth your while"
but its the fact egbert didnt know how to make this worth his while, he has no experience in sex, besides the experience hes done on himself. Hes never even kissed a person on the lips. how is he gonna survive this..
Gamzee now knew what really mattered. He stepped closer to Egbert, with hesitation needed no longer. He knew that since John was practically begging for his life, he was going to make him earn it. He wanted it to be worth his while, or else he would have to consider what he was going to do with John, and if he would still spare him afterwards. He didn't think that John of all people would offer such a thing, but he liked the idea of someone wanting to be spared, on the condition of something in return. Along with that, this was so important to Gamzee, because he could lose his virginity because of this scenario. Mother fuckin miracles.
"IT BETTER BE WORTH MY MOTHERFUCKING WHILE"
"or else"
“AND ANOTHER THING."
“i'm the motherfuckin highblood. you're just some low peasantblood that is beneath me"
“SO WE'LL BE DOING ALL THIS BY MY MOTHERFUCKIN RULES."
“whatever i motherfuckin say, motherfuckin goes."
John gulped, feeling as though he's swallowing his whole life back, he was so nervous, maybe he could even consider it... excited? John has always been a little, different, from the other boys around him, he never really fit it, while all the other boys dreamed about having their dicks sucked and getting all up in it with a girl, john never really wanted that, no, he was the weird kid that wanted to be the girl, he wanted to be the one on the bottom that all the guys wanted to go to town on, but then again, he's never said that aloud. Cause to everyone else, john is this silly little prankster guy who loves pulling jokes!
"W-Why of course! Your the mighty one here! W-What ever you want you get. No matter what it is."
"HONK HONK HONK."
"exactly. you get it."
He got even closer to John, going as far as to putting a hand on his shoulder. The blood of his past victims were all over his fingers, and the smearing of it could be heard on John's arm. He left his own little miraculous rainbow on John's shirt. Gamzee closed his eyes and smiled wide, showing off the sharp teeth he had.
"HONK" He exclaimed, as he pushed John onto the ground, aggressively, but almost playfully.
“honk." He looked down at John, as he loved to see people below him and in their place.
"NOW IF YOU'LL MOTHERFUCKIN EXCUSE ME"
"this is the part where you bend over, motherfucker."
John let out a little 'oof!' sound when he hit the floor, before looking up at the giant before him. If you know anything about gamzee, one thing you should know is he is one hell of a tall male, and i mean extraordinarily tall. Around 8 feet. So john, being alot shorter than most of his other friends, felt like a pip squeak compared to him. It was also another reason why john was so nervous about this. he had no clue what the hell to do. After all that thinking it finally registered in johns head what gamzee had said to him, and he quivered out, in a small yet loud enough for gamzee to hear voice
"A-Are we just going on ahead and doing it? Do you not want your.. Uhm.."
John has always been nervous about referring to male genitalia, he can say dick in any other context but this? Ehh
"Your privates sucked or.. anything?"
Gamzee stared with a smile on his face, before processing what he meant. Of course he did, now remembering the oppurtunity to receive that John Head™️!
"YOU MAKE"
"a good motherfuckin point. stay down there."
I GUESS YOU COULD MOTHERFUCKIN FACE ME."
"i'll just make you kneel, too."
Gamzee looked down at John before pulling the front of his pants down, revealing his tentacle dick to John, as it twitched in front of him.
”HONK.”
”is that what you wanted john~?” He asked, smirking again, looking down at John. He didn’t blush yet, but instead, ran his fingers through his own hair for a second, seemingly trying to prepare himself for the event.
John whimpered at the words, staring up at gamzee with so much fear and unknowingness in his eyes, he had no clue if he was gonna survive this or anything. He started staring of into space for a hot second. But he snapped out of the trance that he was in and moved away from gamzees hand. Sighing and getting up and staring down the.. is that even considered a penis?? He didnt know. All he knew is now, he had to get his hooker on.
He moves his face forward and softly put his lips on the tip of the.. object. He felt as it throbbed a little from the contact and shivered a bit. it was so... slimey. Not a good feeling. But he doesnt have a say in this. He decided to just go in for it and put the tip of it in his mouth, feeling it wiggle and squirm in his mouth.. Ew!
He laughed- almost manically- for a second, looking down at John's reaction. He found it quite funny.
"WHAT'S THE MATTER, MOTHERFUCKER?"
"never seen somethin like this before~?"
He was able to see the amount of fear that John had, and he found it motherfuckin amusing, as a sober psycho juggalo clown does.
Although Gamzee was asking those questions, he was already starting to enjoy it. He quietly hummed when he felt John's lips on the tip, closing his eyes for a second. He took his hand and put it on John's hair, going through it with his fingers. He nudged his head towards his dick to help.. "motivate" him.
He dropped that motherfuckin ass, too. /ij
John let out a loud whine when gamzee put his hands in his hair. While it did motivate him. It also terrified him. He didn’t. Gamzee could easily just rip his head of and get the job done. God he was so afraid right now. But what can he do? Nothing. He can do nothing. This is what he has to do if he has any chance of surviving. Even if it is… gross. But a small part of Johns body was loving this. He almost even adored it. He’s always wanted to be below someone pleasing them. To make someone else feel good. But maybe not in this sense. Yet, then again, when will he get this chance again? John started feeling a little heat grow down near his, nether regions
John started putting more back or at least as much as the frail boy could handle, and started.. sucking? Gamzee could clearly tell that John has never in his life done this before, the way he was so sloppy and unprofessional with it proves all of that. I mean it was still enjoyable, just. You could tell it could be better.
He looked down at John, opening his eyes again. His humming stopped and his smile faded. Being the Bard of Rage, his anger started to show more. He could tell that John was worried, but he wasn't getting the most enjoyable thing possible.
He gripped onto John's hair. "YOU BETTER KNOW WHAT THE MOTHERFUCK YOU'RE DOING." He yelled.
"or am i going to have to rethink my decisions?"
Gamzee then took matters into his hands for a second, pushing his dick into John's mouth.
"SINCE YOU WANNA ACT SO MOTHERFUCKIN AFRAID, I MIGHT AS WELL DO IT MYSELF."
John gagged, loudly. The way that he was pushed down onto him was way to much for him to take. He couldn’t handle all of him! Gamzee though being skinny was still stronger than him. He used his hands to try and push gamzee off of him, his throat pleading for it.
Eventually. John stopped fighting, there was nothing he could do. And anyways, he felt.. light headed. His eyes began twinkling, and his vision was becoming blurring. Maybe a little nap wouldn’t.. hurt.. No! His eyes shot back open. He couldn’t go asleep he just couldn’t. You have a nose John! Use it!
"THAT FEELS SO MUCH MOTHERFUCKIN BETTER." He shouted, since he now had a lot more in John's mouth.
He saw John's fight for staying conscious, and he smiled even more.
"you wouldn't fall asleep on me, would you john~?"
He asked, thrusting into his mouth again.
"IF YOU DISAPPOINT A MOTHERFUCKING HIGHBLOOD"
"i won't be afraid to kill you right now, motherfucker."
“IT'S COOL THOUGH."
“no pressure."
He closed his eyes again, as he started to enjoy how deep he was going. He loved making people below him- like John- do whatever he said.
John was letting out loud whines and whimpers. He was at literal war with himself. He knew if he fell asleep it was all over for him. He’d never wake back up. But it was so hard not to.. his whole body felt like jello from being used like this. Everything that John was worth stripped from him. All he can do now is.. try his best I guess. But he just.. he couldn’t take it anymore! He can’t take it!
With one big push he moved gamzee off of him. And John immediately fell to the floor. Gasping and coughing like a mad man who just took his first puff of a cigarette. He wiped the large amount of drool off of his face and sighed. But it finally registered in his head what he just did. And he slowly turned and looked up at a not so happy gamzee staring down at him
Gamzee stared at John looking down at John, almost in disbelief. He turned towards John, and one of his feet dragged forward. Then his other foot did. Soon enough, he was walking up to him, silently, and all he could do was stare. In that moment, a million thoughts went through his head, as he kept the blank stare. How he was going to kill him, what he was going to do it with, but mostly importantly...
How much he was going to enjoy it.
He simply tilted his head and frowned. He shook his head, before taking one of his clubs.
“NO! No no please I’m sorry! I’m so sorry wait please! I- I’ll do better I’ll do better we can.. We can still do this please gamzee please.. im not ready to die I don’t wanna die.. im just 14.. im not ready!”
John hopelessly backed away, He broke out into the worst sob he’s ever cried. He didn’t wanna die! He has a life to live! Memorys to make! Even if they are in this fucked up world hes just.. he’s not ready to die! Gamzee could feel the wind around them picking up a bit. That must prove that John really is terrified if it’s effecting that.
John got up and he began to run. He ran and ran. But whatever this place was it was a maze. Constant twist and turns. But he makes one fatal mistake one fatal turn. He noticed a light coming from one of the corridors and thought it was an exit. He was gonna make it out of here alive! He ran to it, ran to it because his life depended on it. But. It was only a light. Just a light, and a dead end.
A distant, echoing honk could be heard for the corridors, as Gamzee slowly but surely was going towards John. Gamzee soon turned the corner, with orange, half-lidded eyes. He was in no rush to kill John, because he knew that it would be over soon.
"HONK."
“honk."
"HONK.”
He chanted, slowly going closer to John.
Suddenly, he had a separate idea that didn't involve killing them, but instead resuming to what he wanted to do before. Without breaking his intimidation, he was thinking if he wanted to act on it or not, but then went with it.
"you know. a motherfuckin highblood is all about giving orders. getting their wicked authoirty on."
"BUT YOU CAN'T SEEM TO EVEN FOLLOW THOSE ORDERS, MOTHERFUCKIN PEASANTBLOOD."
He took a step closer.
"but enough orders and asking."
"I'M GONNA MOTHERFUCKIN DO WHAT I WANT TO DO NOW."
With that, he was now less than 5 feet away from John.
"bend over, motherfucker."
John sobbed loudly, he knew this was the end of the line for him, he knew that after this it was all gonna be over. He was never gonna get to see his friends. Dave. Rose. He was never gonna get to see his sister. Jade. And. His dad.. he was never gonna get to see dad again. All because he couldn’t breathe from his fucking nose! God damn it!
Though, even at the end of the line for him, what else can he do. Might as well follow the words he was told to do. He turned around and placed his hands on the wall, bending over. God he felt so sick. He felt so terrible. He doesn’t want this. He doesn’t want this to be his first and last time. He wish he could’ve done it with someone he loved.. like Dave . Or Roxy. Hell maybe even terezi. All of them would’ve been better than this. Better that this sick. Motherfucking. Juggalo!
Gamzee's smiled grew wider than ever when John did exactly what he was told to.
"GOOD MOTHERFUCKING JOB."
"now why couldn't you do that earlier?" He asked, almost rhetorically.
He pulled the front of his pants down again, and gripped his hands onto John's waist, grabbing his pants. He tugged them down with force, getting ready to "punish" John.
"FUCK JOHN"
"maybe this was the better decision for both of us~" He said, looking at John's ass.
He put his hands back on John's waist, and slowly put a bit of his dick inside of that Egbussy.
Johns whole body trembled. Shivering like a sinner in church. His back arched and he let out quite an uncanny sound that he’s never quite heard himself make before.. I mean when he’d jack off yeah he’d let out little whimpers but.. never something like the noise he just made
“Gghhaahh!! G-Gamzeeeehhh!!”
The way that gamzees dick slid into John with such ease made it feel so.. odd. But he wasn’t sure if it was good odd or bad odd. It was.. nice though. He.. liked it. He really liked it. God it was so nice. Wh.. what am I saying?? I’m literally getting fucked by the man who’s probably gonna kill me after he’s done with me. This isn’t nice this is.. awful. Right?
Gamzee grunted, as he slid into John, not deep, but more than before. He slowly went in and out now, going slow, making sure that he was enjoying his time with John.
"FUUUCK~"
"jooohn~ you feel so motherfuckin good~" He said, quietly, through his teeth. His dick squirmed around within John, as the slimy feeling entering John's insides. Gamzee's face was now blushing purple, albeit just a little bit. He couldn't believe that he was getting this clown on clown action. :o)
“Ahh! Gamzeeehhh!! Oh my god I- hhhnnn- Shittt!”
John turned his head a bit to look back at the much larger male, noticing the blush on his face. John smiled, he was.. he was doing good. He was doing good. John kinda pushed back a bit. Wanting more? No. Why does he want more? This is bad. This is. Oh what the hell. He was gonna die after this anyways! There’s no point in trying to keep his dignity. And god it feels too good not to want it, I mean yeah there’s some pain, he’s never had anything this big down there. But with how slimy it is it makes up for it
john pushes back into gamzee dick, trying to get more of gamzee into him. God he needed gamzee so bad. He needed this. This was his last moments alive probably he needs this
“God- Please gamzee.. gamzee please more please I- I need it I want.. I want it please..”
"I'LL GIVE YOU MOTHERFUCKIN MORE." He yelled, as he thrusted even deeper into John. God, he love the feeling of going inside of John, as he kept going. Not only did he go deeper, but he also went faster, making his blush more apparent, as his face turned purple immensely.
He grunted with every thrust, as he never felt something like this before.
"dammit john~ you feel so niiice~" He complimented. He gave out a quiet and soft moan.
“Gamzee!! Oh god yes yes ahhhnngghh! God fuck give it to me!! Come onnn I know you can do so much more than that~”
John peaked back at him, a sly little smirk on his face, he knew what he was doing he knew how much of a little brat he was being by saying that but he didn’t care. John didn’t care about anything. What he cared about was getting as much fun out of this he could get. Then again. It might be the wound in his head finally getting to him.
Johns whole body was on cloud nine, it felt so good, so amazing. His whole body was heated and just, amazing. He couldn’t have asked for anything better than this. He also never knew how good gamzee felt, how did this man not have bitches off the walls?? John wasn’t gonna think on that to hard. Right now he was just gonna focus on this and this only
Gamzee was now going as deep as he could, fulfilling John's request of giving it to him.
"I'LL MOTHERFUCKIN SHOW YOU~" He exclaimed, not appreciating how much of a brat John was being.
"i'm gonna motherfuckin teach you, you motherfucking whore~" He said, before thrusting as deep as he could go into him, and staying like that for a few seconds. He grunted again, before moaning, as his blush was covering his entire face now.
“G-Gaahhhmmhhh!! Gammzzeeeehhh!! Fuck fuck I’m so close I’m gonna- Ah! Please please I’m so close please!”
John at this point was just letting out slurred words, just of him pleading gamzee to ‘fuck him’ and to ‘fill him up’. Gamzee would’ve never thought John was the kinda guy with a breeding kink! It’s kinda hot. Johns whimpers and whines only got louder as time progressed. All he wanted was to finish, all he wanted was to feel this sense of release he needed so bad. He needed gamzee. He was to the point he didn’t care if he died after this. John has never felt so alive and good in his whole 14 years of living. This is one damn good way to end it. Now he knew he’d probably be regretting these thoughts after it’s all said and done but for right now he didn’t care. He just wanted gamzee. His highblood.
Gamzee was feeling near the same way. He had almost forgotten that he was trying to kill John because he was too focused on what was happening currently. He had never felt this good either, and didn’t want it to stop. He kept going faster and faster. “AH~~ AREN’T YOU JUST A MOTHERFUCKIN HIGHBLOOD’S SLUT~?” He asked, as he could barely contain himself within John, still going fast.
“Yyyhh- Yesss!! I’m your slut I’m your- Oh god- Oh god oh god- Fuck!! Gamzee!!”
John cummed, his whole body twitching and shaking. He felt his whole body shoot off to a whole new world, a whole new amazing world. It felt so good. So good.. this was so good. Gamzee was so good. He’s never been more happy in his life. He had the most dopey smile on his face as he looked back at gamzee. Who was still going at it.
Gamzee eventually slowed down, pulling out of John, breathing heavily. His dick twitched, spewing out Troll Cum™️ that would belong in his bucket! He was still amazed that he was able to have such a great time with John of all people. Motherfuckin miracles.
”phew~ that was…a wicked motherfuckin time~” He said, almost out of breath.
”I DIDN’T KNOW THAT YOU MOTHERFUCKIN HAD IT IN YOU.” He added.
Johns mind was finally coming too. He started remembering that this was it. He finished. He got his fun out. Now he was gonna kill John. This was it. Johns gone. Out of business. And with the remembrance of it. He started sobbing. And turned around to face gamzee. He got down on his knees and put his hands in a pleading motion
“P-Please gamzee! I know you got your fun out of me but please.. please don’t kill me! I- I have a life to live! You don’t even have to let me go! You can just keep me as your personal play thing I don’t care! Just please.. please let me live”
John looked good on his knees pleading, he was so small, so tiny, so little.
He looked down at John, tilting his head like before. Taking his club out. He was torn between his decisions again, putting a hand through his hair, trying to think. He closed his eyes and laughed. Then he laughed louder, honking all over the place. He threw his club to the ground.
”you know what, you’re an alright motherfucker.”
”I NEVER THOUGHT THAT I’D CHANGE MY MOTHERFUCKIN MIND”
”but the more i think, i realize that killing your motherfucking peasant ass wouldn’t be the best thing for me to motherfuckin do.” He admitted.
”HEED MY MOTHERFUCKIN PRESENCE AND DON’T GET YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN BRAVERY ON”
”but i might just motherfuckin spare this dirt below me that’s calls themself a slut.”
John gained a big smile on his face. A wave of relief flew onto his face. He was gonna live! Gamzee was letting him live! He grabbed ahold of gamzees leg and hugged it tightly, the tears just bursting out of his eyes uncontrollably. He was probably really dehydrated because of how much he’s cried today.
“Oh thank you sir oh thank you thank you! I promise I won’t get in your way I won’t bother you! I’ll be the best boy you’ve ever seen I promise! I’ll never disobey you I’ll be so good! Thank you thank you!”
Once John got all his sobs and thank yous out, he wiped his tears and stood up, realizing that he should probably get himself changed back into his clothes. Just in case someone else was here
He looked down at John, as they was on his leg. He smiled a little bit, realizing how desperate they were to live. He loved it. When John got back up, he kept thinking of all the things that they could do, now that he was set on sparing John. It still sounded ridiculous to him, but he couldn’t lose such a good fucktoy like him!
”NOW,” He started.
”you motherfucking belong to me, you motherfuckin whore.” He said, smiling wide again.
”JUST NEVER, MOTHERFUCKIN EVER MAKE ME REGRET MY DECISION. APPEASE THE HIGHBLOOD.” He exclaimed.