cocknaya/eridan noncon oral minor gore

"There you are."

With a start, Eridan practically flew to his feet. The seadweller had been sitting on the shore of what he liked to imagine was his own little beach, gazing into the misty waters as he mused to himself, only to be interrupted by the presence of another. Spinning around, his blank white eyes locked onto the intruder fiercely, only to widen in shock and slight horror at the other troll.

"Oh cod no."

Staring him down was the last person he had ever hoped to meet in the afterlife.

Skin faintly glowing, Kanaya coldly returned his gaze, arms crossed. One hand held her makeup between dainty fingers, a fresh coating of black visible across her lips, and the other's digits drummed impatiently on her side. Cracked sunglasses adorned her face, although the yellows of her eyes were visible over the dark plastic, and a willowy sash tied around her waist remained stained with brilliant jade.

The two stood there in silence, staring each other down amidst the soft lapping of the waves, for what felt like an eternity to the highblood. Her face was stoic, and try as he might, he couldn't make heads of tails of her expression. Eventually, he decided all he could do was break the ice.

"S-so, Kan, you're...uh...still doin' well," he murmured. When she didn't respond, he averted his eyes to the sandy ground beneath him. "Um. Did you need somethin'?"

"Eridan." Kanaya's voice was sharp, and despite already being dead, Eridan felt a shiver of fear run down his spine. "Why?"

It was obvious what she was referring to, and it was only a moment before he responded. "W...we were fucked, Kan. What else was I supposed to do? Just sit there, while that fuckin' demon hunted us all down?! I wasn't gonna just wait around to die like that!"

To his relief, Kanaya seemed to relax slightly, although she was still visibly tempermental towards him. "You killed Feferi. You nearly killed Sollux. You killed ME. You destroyed the matriorb, the only future our entire species had! Things weren't hopeless, you made them hopeless!"

Eridan felt a swell of anger at her accusations, and although he wasn't about to tear into the troll who had ended his own life, he could feel his hands balling into fists. "You think things weren't hopeless, Kan?! Were you just not payin' attention to the situation?" He stomped forward, foot scattering the imaginary sands below him, and couldn't help but growl at the jadeblood. "You think I wanted to kill Fef? If I didn't, she woulda mowed me down first! The same with you, Kan! And that lowblood swill deserved it a LONG time ago! He thinks he can just ignore a guy for that long, let alone take his-"

"Ignored you." It wasn't a question, but a statement rather. "You killed Sollux because he ignored you? Because he wouldn't reprocreate your feelings?" There was a deadly tone to her voice, and she glared white-hot daggers at Eridan through her sunglasses. "Is that all you could think about?! We were fighting for our lives, and you were just mad because Feferi wanted to be in a relation with him? Because he turned you down? Is that all he was to you?!" Despite her calm stance, her voice was steadily growing more and more aggressive. "There were only eleven of us, responsible for the entity of our race, and you cut our chances down because of a black romance?!?"

"There was more to it to that and you fuckin' know it!" The seadweller could feel his temper getting the better of him, but he couldn't care less; not when he could verbally tear into his own murderer. "Is that all you came here for, Kan?! To yell at me more?! Or are you makin' some platonically pitiful attempt at blackrom yourself?!"

Kanaya was silent for a few moments, and in that brief period of time Eridan thought he might have actually struck a nerve. For a brief moment, his eyes darted down to his own waist, the hastily-stitched seams binding the two halves of his body together suddenly seeming more fragile than ever, but he swallowed his apprehension and returned the rainbow drinker's venomous glare.

"What if it is?" The question caught Eridan completely off-guard, and before he could reply, those familiar cracked glasses were lying in the sand. "Do you really think you can even handle a blackrom relationship, Eridan? Have you ever wondered just what would happen if Sollux, or anybody else you ever asked, actually said yes?"

"...really, Kan? That's the best you can come up with? Of course I can, I-"

He never managed to finish the sentence, as Kanaya all but lunged at him, one clawed, cold hand gripping the hem of his shirt and the other wrenching his arm downwards. Even being dead, the motion hurt, and Eridan couldn't help but give a cry of pain. When he looked back up, he was face to face with the jadeblood, and for the first time since his demise he felt utter fear and helplessness.

"Why don't we find out, then."

The next thing he knew, Eridan was sprawled out on the ground. The water had seemingly vanished, the dreambubble's reality thrown off by his lack of concentration, although the sand remained. There was a clicking sound, before the curt red dress previously adorning Kanaya's body struck the floor in front of his face, and he felt blood rushing to his face.

Slowly, wide-eyed, he looked up, a mix of nervousness and horror churning his bile duct. His gaze travelled up her legs, only coming to rest at the limp bulge of her groin. Further above, her bare, petit breasts were barely-visible smooth mounds, and she glared down at him with an almost indescribable look, somewhere between disgust and anger. At that exact moment, Eridan realized he had to get as far away from the other troll as possible, and fast.

Turning to run, however, he was suddenly jerked back painfully, clawed fingers gripping his horns and hair and dragging him back and up until he was facing Kanaya again. Tiny tears pricked his eyes from the sting of her yanking his hair, and before he could think of a plan B, her hand was wrenching it's way into his mouth, furiously forcing his jaw open.

"I'm only going to say this once, Eridan. If you bite, I'm going to knock each and every one of those teeth out of your skull and make you wish you could die a second time."

Behind his glasses, the royal's eyes widened in terror as the gears in his mind suddenly clicked. With a strangled cry, he made one final attempt to escape, but the jadeblood's grip was akin to cold steel, and he was utterly helpless as she suddenly thrust towards his face, her bulge forcing it's way into his mouth.

Kanaya wasn't entirely hard when she entered him, but her girth was still enough to make the seadweller choke and sputter. His first instinct was to chomp down with his razor-sharp fangs, although he stopped himself in time, her threat still fresh in his mind. He barely had time to register what was happening before one of his horns was clenched in an icy grip and his head was jerked forward mercilessly.

As Eridan's face pushed against her groin, soft skin softening the abrupt motion, he could feel Kanaya's shaft expanding in his throat. The tip had barely reached the back of his mouth at first, but as he found himself being pulled back and forth, lips sliding across the surface of her bulge, it soon forced it's way into his esophagus proper. Kanaya seemed to pick up on said fact, though, and gripped one of her captive's horns in each hand.

"What's wrong, Eridan? You said you could handle blackrom." Her face was still set in anger and irritation, even as her groin began to swell with precum. "Isn't this what you always wanted? Or are you not even going to reply?" Another jerk, and his glasses tumbled off of his face, clattering to the sands below. "Well?!"

Eridan gave another sputtering choke, faint purple tears beginning to well in his eyes. He had never expected Kanaya to be so well-endowed, and he was starting to actually fear for his safety in trying to take in her mammoth dick. When he felt his limits being reached, the jadeblood simply forced his head upwards, pushing harder until her cock was level with his throat. The searing pain was second only to the agonizing lack of air, his nose being plugged with mucus as tears rolled down his cheeks, as she ruthlessly pounded her member into him again and again.

"Maybe you can't handle this after all. You should have said so before we started; it's a bit too late to stop now, you know. At the very least, you should make a good pail."

Finally, he felt an abrupt swell at the base of her length, and he screwed his eyes shut as the first thick, sticky, hot streams of jade cum burst into his throat. A gargling sound was his only response, before another blast of seed squeezed itself from Kanaya's bulge, followed by another, and another. Eridan could feel his stomach beginning to bulge from taking in so much of his assaliant's spunk, whipping lances of pain flashing through his mind, and as his throat burned with both her rock-hard shaft and the blazing green fluids, he finally felt something give within him.

A strangled, muffled cry broke from the highblood's throat as, with the sickening sound of flesh tearing, the stitches of his torso gave way, a brilliant jade oozing from the freshly-opened wound across his body. Literally bursting at the seams, he could only cry silently as the last of Kanaya's jizz entered his throat, before she uncerimoniously dropped him to the ground. Cum splattered forth from his mouth, leaking from his split stomach, and as he choked and gasped for air, her seed dripped from his nose as well. He was utterly, completely broken, every inch of his body filled with her essence, and as he lay writing on the ground, agony wracking his frame, he was vaguely aware of Kanaya redressing herself and walking away, unfazed by the events that had transpired.

"Maybe now you'll actually think about your actions before they happen."