BroJohnDave dubcon on John's part?
bhregbhj i’ll try my best, dear;
It was a normal night at the Strider household, Bro coming home to find Dave with his friend, John, wasting their night gaming.
“Dude, you suck at this!” Bro heard John chide Dave merrily, followed by a series of gunshots.
Dave huffed, pausing the game, and turned to address his brother. “Hey, ‘sup.”
To John’s surprise, Bro didn’t respond with a simple tilt of the head as he usually did, instead coming to sit next to the two boys on the floor. John looked at Dave, expecting him to complain about Bro’s presence until he left, but was met by the usual blank expression. He hadn’t restarted the video game yet.
“Um,” John started, beginning to feel awkward. “Hi…Bro.”
“Sup, kid.”
Another pause.
“Um, Dave…are you gonna restart the game?”
Dave turned, looking over the brunette, and locking gazes with his brother, who, in turn, reached over to stroke down John’s back, making him shiver slightly.
John’s eyes widened and he turned, looking at Bro with a bewildered expression. “I…what?”
“Nah,” Dave said, responding to John’s previous question. “Not gonna restart it, that’d be pointless, anyway.” He leaned closer, kissing a trail down John’s neck.
John was spluttering out half formed questions, but the rest of him was frozen, too shocked to move. He felt a nip on his other side, and glanced sideways to see Bro uncomfortably close, smirking.
“No…what’re you doing…”
He wasn’t given an answer, just more kisses and caresses that he was too shocked to brush away. But…a small part of him still thought he wantedthis.
He quickly pushed that thought away, and gasped when he felt iron hands closing around his wrists. He looked up, panicking, and stammered “B-Bro? What…?”
Bro simply grinned down at John, murmuring, “‘S gonna be a long night, kid.”
(gosh i hoped you liked it bhjergbhjerbhj)
http://archiveofourown.org/works/413029
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Not Gay if it's in a Three Way (2/?)
oh man okay lets dO THIS
(part 1)
(ao3)
The second time, it wasn’t really an accident, though John swore it was.
It had been a couple of days since John had walked in on them, and things were beginning to return to normal. John stopped stuttering over his words and making excuses to leave whenever the three of them were in the room, and both Dave and Dirk had begun to calm down. Despite John’s promise not to be weirded out, there was always an awkward air around them that refused to leave, no matter how much all of them wanted it to. John missed having nights in front of the TV, dubbing over their own lines to ‘Mac and Me’ while Dirk tried to see how many marshmallows he could fit into his mouth before throwing up.
