Homestuck Seven Minutes in Heaven pt. 1

John Egbert

"Alright, (y/n), take your pick!" Jade passes the fedora over to you.

You reach inside and feel something round and... slimy? Curious, you grab it and pick it up. It took you a moment to figure out what it was, but when it hit you your heart leaped with joy. It was one of John's eyeballs! Its iris that beautiful #0715cd blue you love.

"Ope, that's mine," the black-haired boy said, as he plucked the eyeball from your palm and popped it back into his socket.

The eye rolled around for a bit before settling in its rightful place.

You could start to feel your heart doki-doki-doki against your chest, the eyeball trick causing your flushed feelings for the heir to arise.

You two were led into the closet, Rose closing the door behind you. You and John looked at each other expectantly. Well, you would have, had the closet not been pitch-black.

"So, uh, I'm honestly not that sure how to do this..." John stutt-t-t-tured.

You could feel yourself blush a tad. Neither did you.

Egbert shifted his feet, then decided to go for it. He leaned in, his chest beginning to press against yours. You felt your breath catch in your throat, but soon he gave it back to you. The two of you locked lips, John's head tilted completely sideways. His jaw was opened so wide that his lips were smacking on either of your face-cheeks. His slobber began to drip down your chin, and it tickled your neck. You felt yourself shudder with pleasure. His tongue sensually rubbed and caressed all of your teeth one by one. You used your own fleshy-mouth-slug to lick his saliva glands. They squirted onto your taste-buds; and so you licked harder to give him even more good sexy feelies. Your hot gasping breath mixed with his, and it burned your eyes, but you didn't mind. In fact, you sort of liked it.

You decided to go farther into it. Your hands began to slide up his shirt, and you felt his nip-nops underneath your fingertips. You decided to fiddle with them. He moaned a little, and you wanted to give him more. You grip just above the areolas, and proceed to rip off his nipples.

"Aaha~" he groaned in painful pleasure, and he delved deeper into your mouth.

You pocket his nipples, and then begin to rub the raw bleeding flesh you had left behind on his chest.

His hands moved along the waistline of your belt, and his phalanges plunged into your ass. One hand gripped your bumcheek hard enough to leave a bruise lasting a month, the other slipped its finger into-

"ALRIGHT TIME'S UP!"  Dave burst in, and the small room flooded with light.

John quickly took his hands back and wiped his mouth on his sleeve. He proudly showed off the two bloody spots forming on the front of his shirt. You blushed a little at your work, and then giggled to yourself when you imagined what else you would do to pleasure him later on.

Though your John episode was over, the night was still young.  There would be much more to cum.

***come.