Rose X bimbo!Dave strap-on sex

Rose’s eyes flashed open, her head throbbing. The typical result of another night of binge drinking. She sat up in her bed, rubbing her temples, trying to recall what had happened the night before. This wasn’t exactly the first time she’d woken up hung over, but something felt particularly heavy about this one. She took a quick glance around her room to see if anything was drastically different, but realized that she wasn’t even in her room. She had slept on a couch in the common room of the meteor, a row of long unused computers lining the walls.

Shifting her position and placing her feet firmly on the floor, she slowly stood up, stumbling a bit before steadying herself. A slight breeze entered the room, and Rose gave a bit of a shiver, looking down and realizing that she was completely naked. Blushing, her eyes darted back and forth, searching for her robes. She eventually spotted them, bunched up in a ball at the foot of the couch.

Putting the wrinkled garment on, she tried to straighten it out with her hands before giving up, stepping out of the room and searching for her friends. The first person she encountered was Karkat. He seemed to freeze in place when he saw her, a nervous expression on his face. “Oh. You’re awake.” Rose looked at him for a moment before responded. “Yes, I suppose. I don’t really feel like it, though. Do you have any idea what I did last night? Anything particularly straining?”

Karkat loosened his collar with his finger, swallowing hard. “Last night? No! Well, yes. But I’m not really the person to ask. I think Kanaya would be a better person to talk to.” In a rather uncharacteristic manner he scurried away, making no effort to be confrontational or snarky. Rose glanced at him one last time before he turned a corner, thinking a little harder about what happened the night before. She vaguely remembered having sex with someone. If that was the case, Kanaya would certainly be the right person to ask.

She wandered the halls of the meteor for a while before eventually reaching Kanaya’s room, giving the door a few gentle knocks. On the way she had seen Dave sleeping very soundly, looking just as naked as she had been. Perhaps he had an interesting night with Terezi? As she began to think about it further she heard light footsteps on the other side of the door, watching it slowly open. Kanaya stood in the doorway, smiling.

“Karkat, I told you I-“. She stopped in the middle of her sentence, realizing that she wasn’t speaking to Karkat, but to Rose. Instantly her expression changed to match Karkat’s, her skin flickering briefly from the surprise. “Karkat? So, he just came from here then?” Rose asked, more than a little mystified that the two people she had encountered this morning had both reacted so similarly.

Kanaya stepped to the side, allowing Rose to enter her room. “Well, yes. We were speaking about your…actions last night. We’ve determined that they should not be extremely problematic, as long as they aren’t the beginning of a trend.” Rose took a seat in an open chair, her curiosity piqued. “Kanaya, I can’t remember last night at all. Whatever I did, you and Karkat both looked like death warmed over when you saw me. And you’re speaking like I attacked someone or something. Care to fill me in with a little more detail?” Kanaya took a seat across from Rose, her hand on her chin, thinking.

“I think I should begin by saying that when you find out what you did, you probably won’t be pleased. No one was injured or anything, but you did some rather…tasteless things. Some rather unsavory and morally unethical actions were performed; I think I’ll leave it at that. I think it’s important that you remember it yourself, if you can.” Rose sighed loudly, tapping her foot on the floor. What Kanaya said only made her even more curious.

Kanaya continued. “If you prefer to find out now instead of waiting for your soporifics to wear off, perhaps you should go see Terezi. Your fellow Seer is a hero of Mind, after all. Maybe she can jog your memory?” Kanaya flashed an innocent smile, reaching over and brushing a bit of unkempt hair out of Rose’s face. The gesture was returned, Rose feeling comforted by her friend’s words. She stood up, firmly this time, and made her way out of the room, giving Kanaya a quick wave before closing the door.

Making her way to Terezi’s room, she knocked on the door, but noticed that it was already ajar. Taking a slow step inside, she looked around. The room was rather dark, but she could still see the outline of Terezi sitting on the couch, cloaked in her dragon costume as usual, most of her face hidden. Her head turned as Rose entered, and she greeted her fellow Seer heartily. “Oh, hello Rose! What brings you here?” Rose approached the couch, taking a seat next to Terezi. “Hello Terezi. I was wondering if you could do something for me. I can’t seem to remember what I did last night. Do you think you could help me remember?”

Terezi leaned forward, thinking. “Well, Mind powers don’t deal with memory specifically, and they certainly aren’t meant to be used after a night of getting intoxicated.” Terezi shot a wide smile to Rose, who took the jab in stride. “But, it’s worth a shot. Maybe it’ll help with your clarity?” Rose nodded, the two Seers crossing their legs and focusing. She wasn’t entirely sure if it was because of Terezi’s help, but as she thought harder and harder more and more pieces began to fall into place…

Rose sat with Kanaya, preparing to alchemize more booze. She was already very drunk, but her way of thinking was, if she was still conscious, her body could handle more liquor. Dave, however, didn’t agree. He entered the room, grimacing before confronting his sister, snatching the bottle from her hand. “You know, you aren’t helping yourself with this crap. You’re gonna have fucking cirrhosis by the time we reach the new session.” Rose stood up in a booze-fueled rage, particularly angry that he had spoken to her so rudely.

Not thinking straight, she threw a weak, wild punch at Dave, who watched it harmlessly bounce off his shoulder. A few more punches were thrown before Dave rolled his eyes and hoisted his sister up over his shoulder, who fidgeted a bit, kicking her legs into the air and whining. He brought her over to the couch, tossing her down onto it as gently as he could.

Kanaya watched the entire ordeal, curious at how the confrontation would play out. The two bickered back and forth for a little bit, neither really gaining any ground. As Dave turned to storm out of the room, Rose brandished one of her Thorns of Oglogoth, raising it above her head before thrusting it forward at her brother. Kanaya nearly fell over in fear, thinking that Rose had just killed Dave. However, when she looked back, nothing seemed to have happened.

There was no damage to Dave, who had stopped in his tracks, nor was there any damage to the surroundings. Did she even attack? Was she holding the wand the right way? Kanay sighed in relief, but Rose smiled, seemingly satisfied with her failed attempts to lash out at Dave. As the Knight turned around, he surprisingly took off his glasses, his normally red eyes now the same color as Rose’s.

Soon the rest of his clothes followed, his cock already surging to complete erectness. Now naked, he reached down, frantically stroking himself. His eyes were barely open, his tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth as he shamelessly masturbated in front of Rose, whose face never shifted from her satisfied grin. Kanaya blushed hard, covering her face and watching the scene unfold through her fingers.

Rose stood up, quickly undressing herself. Holding her wand to her waist, a sleek black strap-on materialized over her pussy. She stroked the large black toy a bit, gesturing towards it before looking back to her brother. “Mmm…yes, mistress…” he moaned as he slid down to his knees, gently stroking the jet-black phallus before wrapping his lips around it, moaning loudly as his head bobbed back and forth.

The strap-on, being a tool made from the magic of the Horrorterrors, was no ordinary sex toy. Rose gasped, letting out slurred moans of her own as Dave suck her off, the magical strap-on making every sensation feel as if it was really happening. The feeling of having a penis entirely foreign to her, coupled with the fact that she couldn’t think straight, led Rose to reach her climax in no time at all.

Once again demonstrating its mystical power, the strap-on ejaculated a dark black fluid as Rose climaxed, Dave eagerly swallowing every drop. He released the strap-on with a pop, licking his lips before looking up at his mistress, eyes still gleaming purple. “Mistress…I’m so horny…please fuck me!” he yelled, before pivoting on his knees, holding himself up with his arms as he lifted his butt up towards Rose.

Watching as her brother waggled his hips back and forth enticingly, Rose couldn’t help but grab his ass, squeezing a bit before lining her artificial cock up with his asshole before thrusting in harshly and not holding back as she mercilessly began to fuck her brother. Dave yelped out, not in pain but in pleasure as his entire body shook with every thrust.  Kanaya was a mess at this point, her decency eventually overpowering her curiosity. She left in a hurry, knowing the perverse events she had witnessed would not leave her for a very long time.

Hours passed and the two were still at it. Climaxing for the seventh time, Rose pulled out of her brother and collapsed back onto the couch, utterly exhausted. Around the same time the magic began to wear off, her magical strap-on shimmering a bit before it began to fade away, dissolving into the air. Dave lay on the ground, panting and whining, still wanting more despite his fatigue. He had climaxed more than a few times himself, but the magic that clouded his mind demanded more.

Until, of course, it began to fade as well. His permanent erection began to go down, and the glow faded from his eyes, returning to their usual color. He struggled to stand up, his ass ravaged for hours on end by Rose. Wincing as he took a step, he turned to see his sister, already fast asleep on the couch. The thought of getting revenge on her in some way crossed his mind, but he sighed, not wanting to even bother. He adjusted the way she was laying down and threw a cover over her before picking up his clothes and slowly limping his way back to his room, collapsing onto the couch in a manner similar to his sister.

Rose blinked a few times as the memory was burned back into her head. She cringed for a bit, pacing through the halls of the meteor, unsure of what to do. With nowhere else to turn, she made her way to her brother’s room, sitting in a nearby chair as he slept. Was she just supposed to apologize? For that? Lost in thought and unsure of how to resolve the situation, she didn’t notice Dave’s eyes flutter open. The two eventually met the other’s glances, staring at each other for a while. Rose motioned to speak, but Dave held a groggy hand up, sign language for shut up. His head plopped back down onto the couch and his eyes closed once more as he muttered his response to the events of the previous night.

“My ass fucking hurts.”