"DID I SAY ANYTHING ABOUT YOU WEARING RED ALL UP IN HERE? Thrust some indigo and silver all full through that little hole." Gamzee hums in pleasure at the image, and drops his voice even lower, though it's a stretch because his volume wants to go up instead of down. "But if you can up and make me motherfucking take it, I'd be chill with some of that red jewelry all up on me."

Then Dave is collapsing, and he has enough sense to pull his fingers out as he falls with Dave. His other arm gets caught underneath Dave and he hisses out in pain because fuck, his arm is going to be bruised up tomorrow. But that doesn't matter, because Dave is underneath him and it's glorious. He ruts down, bulge against dick, for a moment and then grabs Dave's hips to lift him up. It frees the hand trapped beneath them and he wiggles it down along Dave's ass to help guide the tip of his writhing bulge in.

"Oh motherfuck. You're so hot--"