Homestuck God Tier One Shots

Witch of Heart x Eridan Ampora

{On behalf of a unbiased opinion, the first god tier will be a previously written Witch of Heart one shot. Witches manipulate their aspect, so a Witch of Heart would likely be able to manipulate people's feelings, or perhaps souls, which is pretty cool.
WARNING THIS ONE SHOT IS VAGUELY SMUTTY AND KINDA INTENSE SO YEAH WARNING! (ﾉ*>∀<) }
   
You were walking peacefully down the hallway, close to the wall, long peasant style skirt almost dragging on the floor. As you passed a doorway, your heart pounded a little faster, as you saw your love interest walk out. You smiled politely at the seadweller, not noticing the primal, almost hungry, look in his eyes.
    You began to near a corner, not hearing the footsteps of your follower. One moment, you were turning the corner, and then next, you were pressed close to the wall by someone you didn't realize had been trailing you.
    Your heart felt like it would beat out of your chest, you couldn't look them in the face. But a ringed finger ran along your jaw, gently lifting your chin, forcing you to look them in the eyes. You would have gasped, if he hadn't pressed closer, caging you into the corner.
    So instead you stared wide-eyed into the eyes of Eridan Ampora. You thought if your heart beat any faster, it would fly out of your chest. Now you had a close up view of the hungry, lust-filled, heated eyes. And you couldn't look away.
    He stayed like that for a moment, staring into you, pinning you to the corner with his own body. Then his fingers moved from your chin, tracing along your neck, and gently moved the hair away from your ear; his lips brushing your jawline to speak in your ear, voice low and growling.
    "Do you have any idea the things I want to do to you?" Your breathing hitched and a shiver went down your spine. Then the lips were gone from your ear tracing along your neck, gently kissing, sucking, and nipping everywhere at once. Your knees buckled and you would've fallen, if not for the hands holding you at the small of your back, and your waist.
    A hand left your back, and found itself at the back of your head, fingers tangled in your hair. You felt warm breath against your neck. "The things you do to my head," the other pressed above your heart on your chest. "To my heart," the hand behind your hair left and traced down your back, to stroke your thigh. "To other places."
    Suddenly something inside you shifted. Your breathing was more controlled, your senses heightened, and the lips on your neck, and fingers stroking your thigh, only further heightened them. Your eyes met his, confidently this time, and one of your hand guided his chin up, his lips away from your neck.
    Then you tugged him closer, meeting his lips with yours, running your fingertips down his chest, feeling the toned, but not overly sculpted muscles. One of his hands slipped back behind your head deepening the kiss. Soon you would need more. One of your hands flickered to the waistband of his pants, feeling that the material was pulled taut. Your other hand went up to his fins. While one hand brushed the sensitive fins, the other played with something that needed attention through the material of his pants. A startled moan came from his lips, and you smirked. This time it was he who almost fell, catching himself by pulling you closer, your hips flush against his. 
    His eyes were pleading, begging. But you were in control now. Slowly, painstakingly, you ground your hips against his, causing him to whimper from the insufficient contact. If things continued the way they were, it would be a long drawn out time before you allowed him to climax. You kept up the slow grind, enjoying the look in his eyes, knowing you caused him to feel this. You lean close to his fins, "Oh the things I'm going to do to you," you say in a seductive, purring voice, gently running your tongue along the edge of a fin.
    It would be a torturous amount of pleasure for the seadweller, and the Witch of Heart would have every bit of twisted fun she ever dreamed of.