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Power kiss at a party for Space Pirates <3< owo?

THIS TOOK SO SO LONG BC I KEPT HAVING TO PAUSE AND COVER MY DUMB GAY FACE (also i went with power as like....Show Of Power n hopefully this captured it jfkfkd)

Content: 2,602 words. 3rd person pov of dog an dual pitch flirting, i continue with the HC of duals name being cronus. a v brief argument between the two before they make up and a brief scene of alcohol consumption

also tags @ the end so if y'all want to be tagged lmk ! i. may have lost my list. again

You were reasonably sure this was not how the evening was supposed to go. Oh it had started simply enough, well technically...it had started several weeks ago you supposed.

The door to your room was unceremoniously thrown open by one Orphaner Dualscar who quickly followed up the action by flinging himself into your bed. You didn't even bother looking up from the datapad, just placed your hand between his horns as he wormed his way closer, his head ending up flopped into your lap. "mmmmmfhjb."

"Hm?" You flicked at the base of his left horn, earning you an annoyed squint before a heavy sigh.

"Meenah called." Routine enough, she was the empress and his matesprit. "There's a party in about a perigee." Oh a party sounded ni- "'s a bunch of stuck up assholes all vwying to suck her bulge to get up in the vworld." Aaand there it was.

"So you're gonna be gone for a bit then I assume? I'll make sure the ship doesn't burn down-"

"You're coming vwith me."

"......excuse me."

You always forgot how fast the stupid old rat could move, until he was straddling your hips with his face so terribly close to yours and mouth curled in a wicked snarl. If you were anyone else you would have simply died from fright. As it was you were focused on the fact you could just….close the gap between your lips so easily. "If I havwe to deal with these stupid fucking prissy lil vwrigglers you're suffering through it vwith me."

There was a pregnant pause as he growled low in his chest. You broke it by flicking his nose, watching him jerk back and wrinkle it. "Fine. You'll have to teach me to dance however. Kurloz taught me dances but they're….hm. Not suitable for the type of party I imagine we'll be attending."

(you did end up closing the gap for a kiss after, grumbling at him to watch his stupid fuckin teeth when he bit at you)

---

Once you had arrived at the party you already wanted to leave. Or call Kurloz to lighten the atmosphere. Void you had thought he was exaggerating but no.

They were all fawning over Meenah like their lives literally depended on it. (...you chose not to think about the fact that. may actually be the case. the less you think about troll politics the better.)

You shoved that thought away as you downed the champagne (?) they gave you and- oh void why did it burn. Why were seadwellers like this?? You had thought Dualscar drinking gasoline was a him thing but apparently fucking not.

Speak of the devil, his hand ended up on your back rubbing circles while you coughed. "Sorry, should havwe vwarned ya. 'S pretty strong."

"Yeah no fucking shit. Is that why there's so few of you assholes, you all kill yourself on this." His hand tensed, claws sinking briefly into your back where they had been careful just a moment before, and you realized your mouth ran off without you again. "Shit. Shit. Sorry, just…" You gestured a little as he slowly relaxed again.

"Tsh. Ya I get it. This...used tae be my kind of thing. Not reely anymore." He looked almost wistful for a moment before shaking his head. It made the golden chains in his earfins and on his horns clink softly. "Shit I used tae evwen get all kinds of fancy like the rest of these idiots."

…….you made a mental note to badger Meenah for photographic evidence. Or go snooping. Fuck you couldn't imagine the man more dressed up. As is he was practically drowning in gold, wearing rings he hardly ever pulled out, a choker you had to help him put on and you were terrified of tearing the delicate lacing. And the dress….fuck the dress.

You had of course seen him in them before, when he wasn't on the ship he seemed to prefer them. The ones he kept to however were more..relaxed affairs. Sundresses if the planet you went to was sweltering. Sleek black and purple dresses for out and about. Maybe one with a slit in the leg if he was feeling particularly risque.

It was silver in contrast to both the rest of the ensemble and the pitch of his skin. The bodice was done up in a pattern similar to that intricate lacing but thankfully far more sturdy. The train was cut in a way to not drag over much but more...swish after him, almost like his tail did when he was feeling especially restless. It was also a sleeveless affair as well, showing off the muscle he'd had hundred of sweeps to define and marred by the occasional sweeping scar.

(there is one on his shoulder that you trace sometimes. it was the first time you had fought each other with the intent to hurt. you had meant to just swipe at him but the damned thing slipped and and)

Oh his hand was on your chin instead now, tilting your head up to look at him. He was looking at you with a vague air of concern but you just smiled and shook your head. "M fine. Really. You should go….flirt with Meenah or whatever shit you're supposed to be doing instead of hoverin round me like a lusus." That earned you a half hearted swat at your cheek before he left you to your thinking.

..you absolutely did not stare at his back as he left. Damn seadwellers. Damn them and their stupid dorsal fins that make their stupid dresses backless.

Fuck you wanted this night to be over so badly. But there was still socializing to do and dancing later apparently. From what you were told it would only be the bigger ups and their quadrant-mates. You, being human, were of course banned from the whole affair. Just meant you could watch him move instead….

---

"Okay. Why are we doing this. You told me I wouldn't actually be taking part in the dance so?" You had had your dance clothes tossed at your head before being told to come above deck.

You could have ignored him of course, possibly should have, but then he would have just whimpered at you like a kicked pup.

For his part Cro was topless, dressed in just a pair of loose breeches and not even wearing any shoes, his tail flicking back and forth idly. "You don't havwe ta dance but I do. It's been...avwhile. So I need someone ta practice vwith."

"We've established I don't know how to dance like that."

"Yeah no shit. 'S vwhy I'm gonna teach ya."

"....you intend. To practice your dancing. Via teaching me."

"There a problem vwith that doll?" His brow was quirked and he had a barely repressed smirk. Oh there was definitely something going on. You didn't know what, but something was fishy. And this time it wasn't Amshora. Ampora. Fuck. Stupid seadwellers an their stupid fishy puns.

"... alright. Fine." How terrible could it be after all?

….

Oh right. You were incredibly gay.

Even in your boots you were roughly eye level with his chest and his hand was cool against your lower back. The position was. It felt far far too intimate for something done above deck.

This meant that even though you found the waltz almost comically simple in comparison to some of the dances you had learned you kept tripping over your own feet. Cronus, of course, kept making the situation worse for you by snipping and making snarky comments. (you knew him well enough by this point to know when it was his attempt to hide his own flustered emotions. it didn't make it any less annoying however.)

"Honestly I don't know vwhy you're havwing such a hard time vwith this. It's practically a child's fuckin dance compared to the stupid shit the church taught ya." That finally made your temper flare and shove him onto his ass.

"Have you considered you're just a shitty fucking teacher Captain? Or that you're getting too-" Your teeth practically clicked as you snapped your jaw shut, Cronus looking up at you with a completely neutral expression that made you feel sick.

"...too vwhat Dog. Go on. Fin-ish vwhat you vwere gonna say, it's rude after all to keep your Captain vwaiting."

"No I'm. I'm sorry. That was crossing a line." His hand was cool in yours again as you tugged him back to his feet. "..show me again? Slower this time? Please?" His expression was still distant but he walked you slower through the steps now.

(later you would apologize again, littering him with bites and kisses. and he would laugh, call you a fuckin menace before snapping razor sharp teeth back at you.)

---

Soon enough it came time for the dancing and you thanked the Messiah's for having mercy on you. One more backhanded compliment or thinly veiled threat and you would be deeply considering breaking a chair over someone's skull.

You lounged in a chair as you looked for Ampora. If it was with his quadrant he'd be with The Empress….who was...oh there she was.

Wait.

Why was she breaking the dance to come towards you-? "Guppy! There you are!" You liked Meenah fine enough sure but that didn't mean she didn't terrify you. "You know quads are supposed to dance together!"

Her hand was even colder than Dual's as she grabbed yours, practically bodily dragging you out of your chair and into a waltz. It was only muscle memory that kept you from stumbling over yourself and landing face first into her chest. "First off, Me- ma'am. Not your quadrant mate! Second off, not a troll!"

She just laughed at you, making you dizzy as she spun you around. "Shore ya ain't mine but you're Amshoras! And whats the point of bein Empress if ya can't break the rules!" She practically threw you then, right into Cronus's waiting arms.

"Vwell hey handsome. Fancy meeting you here." He was grinning you down with that stupid shark grin of his and you. Oh you were going to kill him.

You were sure the way you held his hand must have bordered on painful but he just wiggled his fins as you hissed. "You knew she was gonna do this you. Wait. Wait a minute did you-" That grin just grew wider and oh. oh you wanted to wring his neck. you wanted to bite down on his shoulder until you drew blood, til you added another scar to his collection. "Did you fucking ask her to do this?"

"Me? Ask my matesprit to temporarily alter the rules so I can shovw off my kismesis? Perhaps." He softened as he took in how deeply tense you looked as you followed him through the now familiar steps. "..you okay svweetheart?"

"...don't like this very much. i don't like crowds." The admission of weakness made him let out a lil chirping growl. weakness is to only be shown in the comfort of your quarters but it is. so much and who can you bare yourself to if not your quadrantmate even one who's emotions run deep and pitch as his

"You vwere fine on the ship..?"

"Ships different! Church is different because I know the people there I know-!"

He dipped down for just a moment to press a chaste kiss to your lips. "Hey, hey. It's okay. Shit I shoulda asked first if you vwere okay vwith this. But it's okay, just. Just imagine it's just us okay? I got you Dog. I alvways got you."

Yeah...yeah. Void help you but he always did.

(holding you against him while you sobbed into his shoulder, startled awake by things that you thought you left behind, claws running through your hair and chirring softly at you)

(rough hands on yours as he adjusted your sword for the millionth time, affectionately teasing about how long it's taking you, ain't you humans supposed to learn fast?)

The steps were smoother as you relaxed into his grip, easily able to keep pace despite your rather large height difference. "Why though?"

His fins flicked again, nervously this time, before he answered you. "Folks. They talk, they say stupid shit." True. "Say things aboat ya." Ah. There it was, the crux of the matter. "So I figured..they're just sayin things on account of not having seen ya. They ain't seen the way you move, seen the way the light hits you and you look so deeps damned stunning.."

Oh. Oh noooo. You were flushed, you could feel the heat covering your cheeks and down your collarbones. "Dog. Fuck Dog. You're the most irritating, reckless, absolutely frustrating vwretch I've ever laid eyes on. And you're also the most vwonderful thing in my life. You knowv that right?"

..oh fuck it. "You wanna put on a show then chief?" He gave you a bewildered look before you tugged him closer to you, switching up positions easily to lead the dance instead. He had walked you through both of course at your insistence, despite his tendency to want to lead in damn near everything. (you deeply relished the few times he gave up even a modicum of control)

But it only took him a moment to relax into it, that shark grin returning as you sped up the waltz with him, twirling him around and laughing breathlessly at how the lights caught his dress. (he thought you looked stunning like this? did he ever see himself?)

(...perhaps. perhaps it was not the fact you were human. but the fact that they were simply jealous of not being able to have him.. you would have to file that information away for later.)

When he was teaching you you had insisted on learning to dip him. It's always looked like fun you said, elbowing him in the gills to watch him hiss at you and grumble for show for several long moments before finally, finally giving in.

It had been awkward the first….well. Quite a few times. You dropped him once, stumbled a different time and stepped on his tail, it was a mess. But eventually you figured it out, your bodies slotting together like they were always meant to be that close. like you slotted into the rest of his life.

Now? It was effortless and earned you a whistle from Meenah. With all the others watching you knew you had made your point. We're perfect together, look at us, look at how we move in sync. So you could lift him and take your leave of this awful party or….

You would never get tired of the noises he made when you kissed him first. His chirp was always so surprised before it melted into a purr so deep you could feel it in your bones. it reminded you how ancient he was, that you were kissing someone timeless.

And if you had an air of possessiveness, if your nails dug into his back as you kissed him dizzy and breathless, well. Didn't you deserve it? Just a little?

When you finally broke to breathe he was the most wonderful shade of violet, freckles standing more stark against his skin than normal. He looked lovely.

"...you wanna get out of here?"

"Please."

The last thing you heard was Meenahs laugh as you practically carried your kismesis out of the ballroom. ...maybe you could learn to like these dumb things. If you could keep bothering nobles by kissing your boy.

an now for the tags: @goldenworldsabound @kaidasmooch @loveslick @royalnpc and the one who gave me the prompt an made me Think Gay Thoughts @enderpearlgurl13

#jackals barks #ship: space pirates <3<#okay 2 rb #hgkkflld i wanted to edit bits here n there but i kept like. clicking out so ANYWAYS here u go #this takes place when theyve established their dynamic as <3< <> so theyre a lil more laid back

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