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singularityderp2011-02-07 02:35 pm
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RELEASE THE EVIL
Kink Meme 2.0
Same rules as last time.
post a request anonymously with the pairing of your choice and a prompt/kink/what have you, fill requests that catch your eye!
- one request per comment!
- if you make a request, please try and fill one too!
- have fun!
- chat is full of terrible people!
Same rules as last time.
post a request anonymously with the pairing of your choice and a prompt/kink/what have you, fill requests that catch your eye!
- one request per comment!
- if you make a request, please try and fill one too!
- have fun!
- chat is full of terrible people!
[1/2 wow did i really word vomit over character count]
The thought crossed his mind that he should be surprised as he flapped there and locked gazes with Nepeta from behind his shades. He should be surprised, but this is the same girl who dragged him halfway across the station to a party by his ear. The fact that she actually followed up on another one of her ludicrous threats is just par for the interstellar course.
Still, this really was stupid and she had to go. Nepeta grinning up at him from his own bed made Davesprite incredibly uncomfortable for some reason. Entering the room proper and jerking a thumb at the door, he deadpanned "Alright, jig's up. Time to stop playing imaginary tea party and let Dave have his room back."
God, he feels like such a tool asking the person crashing his room to politely pack up and leave. By all rights he should be grabbing her by the collar and tossing her out, but there's always been something about Nepeta that's forced gentler conduct from him than normal.
His entrance had made her spring up from her horizontal position on the bed, and as he spoke she slid off it completely and began fiddling with the tea fixings. She hummed cheerfully, blissfully ignoring his directive, and poured out two cups. When she'd finished she looked up at him and grinned.
"You're lucky the tea is still hot! You were out fur ever. How many sugars do you want?"
"Three's fine - wait no, fuck." He scowled at her. This was not how things were supposed to go at all. "I won't take any, because there is no way in hell I'm going to play tea party with you. Especially not in my own room."
Nepeta returned the scowl with one of her own, irritation at her guest trumping the previous good humor. "Come on! I want to have tea with you, and you're never around anywhere but here. How. Many. Sugars."
This was the moment of truth. All he had to do was outlast her in this sullen stare-off and his dignity would remained unscathed for another day. He could do this. He was the master of flat looks, there was no way some girl in a fursuit was going to beat him -
"Like I said, three's fine." And with that he sat down on the floor in a completely dignified heap shut the hell up. The grin returned to Nepeta's face as she promptly obeyed the order, prattling on about whether he wanted milk and how she'd shanghaied a friend into helping her with the cookies.
[2/2 i did. jesus just when i thought i could sink no lower]
Unable to dredge up any past experience that could serve him well here, Davesprite allowed several moments to pass in silence. What the hell was he supposed to do, make some kind of sardonic comment on the porcelain? Deciding that he had to do something besides sit there like a feathery plush toy, he acted just as Nepeta looked up again at him from her now-finished tea.
He leaned down and kissed her.
The act seemed to rob her of the ability to speak. She simply gaped at him as her face turned an interesting shade of deep green (not that there was room for judgement; he could only image what his face looked like). He smirked, high off both the kiss and finally having the upper hand in this encounter.
"Hey, don't give me that look - you brought this on yourself. Should've known better, getting this close to the danger zone."
Not waiting to gauge her reaction to this new development, he kissed her again. This time it was slower, giving Nepeta the chance to do something besides blush. Which she did, to his great surprise; winding her arms around the back of his neck, she dipped his head lower to deepen the kiss. Before breaking apart, he swore he heard a low purr in the back of her throat.
There was an awkward pause before Nepeta giggled and beamed triumphantly at him, face still green as a street light.
"See? Aren't you glad I came over?"
She was going to lord her victory just a tiny bit more, but her line of thought was derailed by Davesprite circling his arms around her waist and pulling her closer of his own accord. The faintly amused reply came from somewhere above her head.
"I guess it wasn't such a bad idea. Your china pattern still looks like shit, though."
And as Nepeta gave a yowl in protest, he couldn't help but think that he felt...purretty happy.
Wait, fuck.
[Written to keep my mind off certain updates. YOU CAN BLAME HUSSIE FOR THIS ABOMINATION. God I haven't written fic in forever. orz]
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ALSO
One of these days Nepeta and Davesprite need to have a tea party in-game Y/Y
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mfy. She knows where he lives now, there's no escape. Hope he likes earl grey and fucking adorable.
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It will be the most epic tea party of all time. Dave shall be their butler. Davesprite will never live it down.
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Why would he ever want to? They're just having a nice tea party with a classy butler who may or may not have been pressganged into the whole thing. Nothing wrong here.