Hi guys, second story here which is focusing on The Grand Highblood and the summoner since they are pretty much my OTP and need a lot more love on this site then their getting.

None of the characters belong to me; they belong to Andrew Hussie who writes Homestuck. No copyright intended, this is simply a work of fiction to please fan boys and girls.

You know you shouldn't hurt him.

He's one of the only people on the whole mother fucking world that can keep you calm when your head starts pounding and the screaming gets to loud for even you to handle, but damn.

You just can't get the thought of him writhing under you while covered in his own filthy rust blood out of your head.

It's not like you hadn't tried to pail that crafty little fucker before. You'd come close, having had him pinned beneath your body, but he'd used his powers and one of your lowly subjects Lusus had smashed through the door and impaled you in the side. You killed the creature in three seconds flat but that was all it took for The Summoner to flee.

He hadn't returned back to your carnival in a while after that, and part of you thought he was gone forever, but, like a filthy rat he'd eventually returned, making no comment on your attempted rape and just acting the same as he'd done before. That's what you hated the most about him. The way he seemed to care and not give a fuck all at the same time.

When he found you covered in blood from your most recent motherfucking GLORIOUS kill, instead of backing off and fleeing like the pathetic low blood he was, he instead came to you and stayed, speaking about things you couldn't bring yourself to even attempt to care about, but the sound of his voice was enough to quell the near deafening rage within your think pan. To lull you into a near peaceful rest.

Other times though he'd fight back and stop you. He's caught you mid hunt, one of your sacred clubs held high above your head ready to strike some miraculous mirth into some pathetic low blooded bitch when he'd flown down with that stupid lance of his and knocked your club right out of your hand, giving the scum blood time to flee while he stayed back, standing in front of the way she'd run like some sort of protector. Like he held some emotional bond to her when you knew, you mother fucking knew he'd never even seen her before in his god damn life.

Why did he care about her, why did he care about any of them?

It didn't make any sense to you. In your mind they had to die. They were nothing. Mere animals that had no business living on the same world as you, infecting everything they touched with their disgusting low cast blood colours.

He was no different really. Just a brown blood with some pansy ass fairy wings and stupid horns.

Apart from unlike the other rust bloods he was one you wanted to fuck.

The time came when you finally got your chance to let you desires take control. He'd come to your carnival in the middle of the day while you were seated on your throne of skulls, the bones fused together by the congealed thickness of blood of all corners of the hemospectrum.

He must have thought you were resting since he didn't announce his arrival and instead stayed air born, staring down at you for a few moments before landing beside you. You had your eyes closed at this point but you could hear him, you could sense the others motions around you as he circled you once, twice, and then stopped in front of you.

You didn't give him time to react. Your eyes stayed closed while you darted forwards, surprisingly nimble for one of your size, and in the blink of an eye you had both hands wrapped around his waist, pinning his arms to his body while you yanked him forwards, onto your throne and more importantly onto your lap.

You could hear him cursing and you laughed, the sound booming through the dimly lit room which caused him to tense up and fall silent.

When you opened your eyes he wasn't looking at you, instead he had his eyes fixed down somewhere around your chest area though you could tell he wasn't looking at you, no, though his eyes stared in your direction it was more like he was looking through you, trying to fix his mind onto a single point.

You'd seen him do this before, the last time resulting in you being impaled through the side by some sort of stag like Lusus, and you weren't about to repeat the situation again. Though the summoner did indeed possess incredible telekinetic powers in tune with the creatures around them you knew that in order to use his skills he had to focus his mind.

So it was up to you to take his mind off the task.

You pin his arms back behind his back with one hand while you use the other to pull him forwards, forcing him to spread his legs around your waist, your bodies both now flushed against one and other. It worked for a few seconds, his focus being broken when he felt the hardness between your legs, but he tried to ignore it and instead call for back up, for a creature to come and aid him in his time of need.

"No motherfucking way. FILTHY LOW BLOOD! Look me in the eye you little shit. I SAID LOOK ME IN THE MOTHER FUCKING EYE"

You bend his arms back and with a sudden gasp his attention snaps up to your face, your grip tightening even harder until you hear something snap below your hand. One of his limps now lay at a strange angle behind him and all though he didn't show much sign of physical distress you couldn't help but feel the sudden tense shoot through his body.

It had hurt him.

You'd hurt him.

And Gog you wanted to do it again.

"This is going to be fun mother fucker. SO MOTHERFUCKING FUN! Try and keep your think pan focused on me all right? TRY ANY OF THAT MIND BULLSHIT AND I'LL SNAP YOUR FUCKING BULGE OFF!" you screamed in warning, seeing him give the most tiny of nods but the simple act of unwilling submission was enough to make you growl low in your chest, purring like an over sized meow beast.

((Going to be a two part. Sex in the next chapter, miiiight be a three part, depends how I feel. Hope you like it so far. I don't like begging for reviews but they do give me more incentive to write so take that how you will haha, The summoner and the Grand High blood belong to Hussie))