~Davesport Oneshots~

That'll show ya [slight angst+smut]

(I drew that picture)

That'll show ya

[smut, angst, over stimulation, smoking]

Dsaf 2
[12:46 pm]
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It was nearing the end of the day, a few more hours and Jack could finally relax without his coworker Dave interrupting his thoughts.

Of course Jack liked the fellow and found him at least a little charming, but in the end he couldn't shake off what happened to his sister. Dee. he'd give anything for her life back, her favorite red scarf. Tears welled in his eyes. Jack shook his head, cursing himself for being so emotional, he'd even done what he never wanted to do, he killed with Dave at the old location. He hated himself for it.

Back slumped against the dirty wall, he fell to his bum, hugging his knees to his chest. His head blurred with a mass of anger and sadness. Only worse could happen, and it did, the door of the safe room opened, the gleaming light and smell of burnt pizza making its way in. The tangerine groaned, not in the mood for Dave's ideas;

"Oooohhhh sportsyyy~.....sportsy? You alright?" The aubergine asked, a slight hint of worry in his voice.

"Go the fuck away." Jack groaned, sinking his head lower.

"Well- phonester told me to sit here till the end of the day for bein' obnoxious,'' Dave let out a soft giggle at the end. Jack couldn't believe it, it was just his luck, he's stuck with Dave.

"Get the fuck out, Dave!" Jack spat. Standing up to wipe tears from his own eyes.

"Woah- whats youre fuckin problem man!" Dave growled back, growing irritable at the others' behavior.

"You! You're the fuckin problem! You fuckinb ruined my job,my job to fix what you and that pink bastard started!" He roared back, watching the man's demeanor change at the mention of Henry.

Dave clenched his fist, growing uncomfortable.

"You killed my sister, Dave..."

"At least I looked hot doin' it." he muttered, unaware Jack had heard. That was the final straw for the tangerine, he lunged teirds the purple man, landing a punch right on the nose, surely breaking it.

"F-Fuck.." Dave groaned, quickly realizing he was pinned to the floor by his Old Sport. The tangerines knee right on Daves crotch, the aubergine groaned again, squirming against the other leg.

Jack sighed bitterly;

"Fine. If it's the only way you'll listen."

Jack glared down at the man before him, eyes filled with anger and resentment. He nudged his knee against Dave's crotch, watching him squirm and whine. Almost looked like the aubergine was aching for this moment.

"tch- what a slut," Jack scoffed, glaring at Dave with dominance. He swiftly took off his belt, using it to tie Dave's hands together, pushing them up above the purples head.
Jack couldn't help but smirk, a wave of heat growing in his stomach just at the sight.

Oh he was going to make Dave pay for what he did, and Dave was going to love second.

Swiftly jack pulled out a stiletto knife, flicking it open as he undid the buttons Dave's shirt, still rubbing his knee slowly on the mand crotch.

Dave was absolutely crumbling before him, his arms shaking, thighs quaking as the cold blade drew over his chest. Small lines of fresh blood growing on his pecs, the aubergines soft whines and whimpers filled Jack's head.

"You can never shut up can you?" The tangerine huffed, looking around the room for anything that could be used as a gag. He settled on an actual ball gag Dave must've hid in the room. Quicky he secured the gag into Dave's mouth, drops of saliva already seeping past and onto the man's chin. How could a man possibly be like this from some simple nudges? Easy answer, it's fucking Dave.

Jack continued his pace against the man's crotch, listening to the purple's muffled words. The aubergine's eyes might as well have rolled to the back of his head as Jack's pace grew faster.

"That fuckin' needy huh? Alright, I'll give you what you want," he hissed into the man's ear, throwing the knife to the side of the room.
Jack swiftly pulled off his jeans, now tugging at his partners, he grinned at the very noticeable wet spot on Dave's boxers.

"Freak." Jack muttered, grabbing into Dave's crotch, hearing him let out a loud, muffled, mule. He nodded rapidly at the movement, begging for more at the tangerines cocked brow.

Jack simply rolled his eyes, continuing to grab onto the man's crotch, groping and stroking the fabricated length. Dave moaned and muled into the ball, whimpering as the man's hand backed off.

"Calm down, bitch, I'm getting to it." He growled, pulling down Dave's boxers with one movement, next working on his own.

Both erect cocks out, Jack smiled down at the other;

"Your nickname isn't a lie~" he cooed, gliding a hand along the aubergine's shaft, watching his legs tremble. He chuckled deeply, spitting down onto his cock, making sure it's wet enough. He forcefully spread Dave's legs apart, getting a clear view of the taller man's entrance.

With a quick roll of his hips, Jack inserted the head of his cock into Dave's body, the latter moaning loudly, loud whines caused by the stinging heat in him.

The gag twisted as spit leaked from the side of Dave's mouth, his Adam's Apple bobbing as he moaned, the line of pain and pleasure blurring in stinging heat.

Jack rolled his hips forward, again, pushing more of himself into the other, Dave's body shivered on the cold dirty floor, cock twitching with aching release.

"I've barely touched ya. You may cum but don't expect me to stop," Jack groaned, finally pushing himself all the way inside the other. His cock throbbed inside of Dave, the tight walls stretching themselves around the hot warmth.

A familiar faping noise flooded the room, soft whimpers from Dave and moans from both the colored men joining in.

Dave spewed his cum into his own chest, crying softly at the harsh over stimulation, his body rocked and shivered in the room. His mewls of ecstasy overpowering Jack's grunts as the tangerine abused the others hole.
He finally found a certain sweet spot that awoke something deep within the aubergine, Cumming for a second time immediately as his prostate was thrusted into.

Dave's body wrathed, his chest covered in blood and sticky semen, his teeth gripped the ball tightly, trying to hold onto whatever sanity he could find.

Jack only grinned more, forcing Dave's hips closer, pushing his arms down on the other chest, causing a stinging sensation through Dave's body. Blood mixed with the white substance on Jack's hand, pushing down harder with each powerful thrust, eager to read his climax.

His stomach knotted with heat, feeling his cock pulsate within the other, with a final thrust and heaving grunt he released into Dave's shaking body.

Jack pulled out, watching Dave's covered chest heave up and down, his purple limbs trembling.

Jack scoffed, pulling his pants ball on, searching the pockets for a cigarette. He lit the lung killing stick, taking a deep breath in as he stood, hovering over the crumbling man.

"Keep the belt,"

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