Spiders [Gamzee x Reader x Tavros]

Spiders

Your name is ________ _________, and currently, you are in a very awkward, pubescent situation.

As of right now, you're lying on the floor, crushed underneath a heavy weight. Your shirt is off and lying a few feet away from you. Your ___(blood color)___, lacy bra is on the verge of revealing some very perky rumble-spheres.

On top of you is a very confused, aroused, and adrenaline-pumped Gamzee Makara. His shirt is off, and his pants have fallen to his ankles. His left hand is on your shoulder, clasping a bra strap, while his other hand is on your hip.

There are many, many things that are wrong with this picture.

1) You have a boy on top of you and you are both partially naked; the most you've ever revealed to anyone was your bare stomach the day you decided to wear a crop top, but even then that felt awkward and uncomfortable.

2) It is not just any boy, it is freaking Gamzee Makara, one of your best friends and your recent flushcrush.

3) Although you have frequently fantasized about reaching this point with him, you wish it would've been in a more romantic setting, and that you two would be alone, not walked in on by a spider-bitch, Pupa Pan, a robot girl, and a sweaty horse-fetishist.

The four of them were staring at you in shock. One had (noticeably) gotten much sweatier.

You just wanted to shrivel up, die, and be eaten by wild, vicious lusi.

"Whaaaaaaaat is going oooooooon here?" Vriska asked mischievously, a grin creeping up on her face.

Gamzee just looked at them, smiled, and answered, "Fucking miracles."

The statement was met with a collective blush from the group, minus one robot girl.

Mirthful messiahs, this was going terribly wrong.

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EARLIER

You are now past _(your name)____, some time prior to that embarrassing situation which you'll soon be subjected to.

Currently, you are in the "Quiet Room", a bare, empty room on the lower floors of the lab where people go to do their shit in peace.

And you are reflecting on your feelings, with a large bowl of ice cream beside you.

You've been going through an awkward relationship with Tavros and Gamzee. For several perigrees, all 3 of you had been trying to figure out your feelings for each other: 3-way matesprits, Tavros' matesprit, Gamzee's matesprit, them both moirail/matesprit at the same time. The three of you had taken a small break, but restarted the relationship again about a perigree ago.

It was a muddled mess of hormones and confusion, and not one of you were completely happy.

Lately, it feels like you've been more flushed for Gamzee. Every time you see him, butterflies flap madly in your stomach. You can't stop grinning or blushing when you talk to him. Hell, just thinking about him puts a smile on your face. And you just want him to touch you: to wrap you in his arms, to brush your head, to caress your cheek, to kiss you-----

You took another bite of ice cream.

Surprisingly, you haven't kissed the troll yet in all these perigrees. He wanted to figure out his own feelings before he got physical.

You have kissed Tavros, however, on more than one occasion, but that's another story for later.

Poor Tavros. He's been a dear through this rocky relationship. A few weeks ago, you would've wanted him to be all over you. But now....

You weren't so sure.

You wanted to hold him and cuddle him when he was sad. You wanted to kiss his nose more than his lips. And he wasn't giving you the same giddy, weightless feeling that Gamzee did.

You couldn't call it off with the guy, though. He'd be absolutely devastated.

You sighed heavily and scarfed down more ice cream. Oh, messiahs, this ice cream was delicious.

"Hey, __(nickname)___, where you be at?" you heard Gamzee call from the hallway.

Eagerly, you answered, "In here, Gam!"

Footsteps approached and the door flung open, revealing Gamzee's tall frame.

You smiled and patted the spot next to you.

He grinned and closed the door behind him; he strode over to your side, his long arms swinging merrily.

As he sat down, you could have sworn that he looked a little too happy to be next to you.

You were just imagining that, though.

He looked over at your bowl and asked, "What's that?"

"Ice cream. You want some?" you offered, scooping out some and holding it in front of his face.

"Sure, sis," he said.

Instead of grabbing the spoon like you expected, he leaned forward and wrapped his mouth around it.

You almost dropped the spoon out of surprise.

His eyes lighted up and he pulled back, swallowing.

"That shit's full of tasty miracles!" he exclaimed.

Hot damn, you just spoon-fed Gamzee.

He lapped the remains off the spoon, and you couldn't help but be mesmerized by his long purple tongue swirling over the metal.

I wonder how that tongue would feel in my mouth, you thought.

Shocked by what you just thought, you blushed profusely.

Gamzee noticed your blush and asked, "What's got your cheeks flaming, sis?"

You just stared at him, scrambling your brain for a reasonable excuse.

He grinned at you and leaned close. "Is this motherfucker making his sis get all hot and bothered?"

You squeaked and scooted away.

"No...no. It's just...it's just...hot in here, you know?" you stammered for a pathetic excuse of a lie.

Gamzee backed away from you and shrugged. "Alright, sis, if you say so..." he said with a knowing smirk on his face. He quirked a suggestive eyebrow at you.

You were about to defend yourself, when you noticed a small movement by Gamzee.

You looked down at his hip and gaped.

Slowly crawling up his shirt was a giant, fat, brown, hairy spider.

Your skin prickled and every bone in your body was telling you to scream and run as far the fuck away from that demon as possible.

But what if your flight startled it and made it jump?!

You almost fainted at the thought.

You heard Gamzee chuckle and you briefly tore your eyes away to look at him.

"Seeing something you dig, sis?" he asked mischievously, mistaking your stare as a once-over at his crotch.

You slowly shook your head and looked back down.

Oh shit it had crawled higher.

Gamzee looked inquiringly at you.

You took a deep breath and said shakily, "Gamzee, listen to me. Don't freak out when I say this."

"What is it, sis?" he asked.

He was about to shift forward when you shouted, "Stop!"

He froze and looked at you.

"Don't move," you ordered. "There's a giant spider crawling up your shirt----"

Gamzee looked down, was still for a few seconds, then shot up screaming.

He pulled off his shirt quickly and tossed it in the corner of the room.

You saw the spider quickly crawl down Gamzee's side-----

Fuck, it went into his pants.

Gamzee hollered and jumped around in a frenzy. He loosened the strings of his pants and shoved his hands in them.

He felt around, then yelped in surprise and pulled his left hand out.

The spider was crawling on his hand.

He flicked his hand, sending the spider flying toward you.

You screamed and turned, but you felt the spider land on your back.

It began crawling up.

You screamed and whipped your shirt off as fast as you could. You threw it to where Gamzee's shirt was. You grabbed at your back, neck, and hair to make sure it wasn't there.

You were freaking the fuck out and were on the verge of tears.

"___(nickname)____, are you okay, chica?" Gamzee cried, rushing over to comfort you.

His pants fell down a little and he tripped over them, toppling on top of you.

As you two tumbled down, his hand accidentally grasped your bra and pulled it down, almost revealing your nipples. He quickly cushioned your hip with his arm and clutched your shoulder. His pants had fallen to his ankles.

You both hit the ground hard.

You groaned and looked up at him. You noticed how close the two of you were. His nose tickled yours, and his indigo eyes sparkled.

"You motherfucking okay, sis?" he asked, concerned.

You nodded. "Yeah, I think so."

Gamzee lifted himself a little and let his gaze fall across your revealed torso.

You blushed, embarrassed and yet hoping that he would be turned on a little by you.

A small indigo blush colored his face.

"Wow, girl, you've been holding out on this motherfucker. You gotta show your glorious body more to these peepers," he praised, looking at your eyes again.

He leaned back down, closing the gap between your lips. They were almost touching-----

The door burst open and the two of you whipped your heads.

Equius, Vriska, Tavros and Aradia stood in the doorway, stunned.

Which brings you to that moment described earlier.

You were mortified, scared, and aroused, and it was a very unpleasant combination.

After Gamzee's exclamation of "Fucking miracles" you finally got brave enough to talk.

"Um...Gamzee fell on me," you explained.

"Uh-huh, he sure did," Aradia muttered quietly. Equius shot her a look.

You addressed the group and asked, "Can Gamzee and I have a private word with Tavros?"

The other three looked at him, at each other, then slowly left the room, closing the door behind them.

Tavros looked at the both of you sadly.

You tried to get up, but Gamzee was still pinning you down.

"Gamzee, get off," you grumbled, pushing against his chest.

He complied and sat up.

Tavros cleared his throat and started, "I...I didn't know that you guys wanted to get, uh...physical. I thought we agreed to not do that. But, uh, hey, if you two wanted to so badly, uh, you could have....told me...or, uh...included me, at least."

You were about to explain, but he held his hand up.

"N-no...it's cool. I'll just, uh, let you two get back to your thing. I know when I'm not...wanted."

He hung his head and turned around to leave when Gamzee shot up and grasped Tavros' shoulder.

Tavros turned around and Gamzee hugged him tightly.

"Bro, we'd never go behind your back. You mean so motherfucking much to me. I'd never ever want to make you frown, Tavbro," Gamzee said softly.

You walked up to the two and hugged Tavros as well. "Tavros, you're so special to me. I know this relationship isn't orthodox and it's messy, but we're supporting each other and figuring it out." You pulled away and wiped away the brown tears that were running down his face. "We will figure it out, I promise," you reassured.

He smiled widely, sniffled, and gripped the both of you tightly.

He pulled away and asked, confused, "So, what happened?"

"Oh, bro, there was a big ass spider crawling up on me, and I tried to get it off, but it decided to stop loving me and love on ___(nickname)__ instead, so it got its crawling up on her, and I tripped and fell on her in my panic mode," Gamzee explained quickly.

Tavros laughed and said, "Spiders aren't that bad."

"They're fucking awful," you groaned, cringing. "Can you check and make sure it's not on my shirt, Tav?" you asked.

He checked you shirt and assured it was spider-free.

"Well, guys, I need about 4 showers to destroy all it's eggs before they start hatching on me, so I'll see you later," you said, giving a small wave and walking to the door.

On your way out, though, you could have sworn you heard Gamzee say under his breath, "Thanks for sending the spider, Tav."

"Anytime, Gamzee. Anytime."