Sollux x Reader - Part Three (Final)

Sollux: Keep being Sollux

"You don't want to be my palemate?" You feel horrible because of the guilt and the fact that you almost stopped being you when you weren't supposed to.
Suddenly, you remember that the chest you two are by is the one you happened to store Nepeta's shipping dolls in. Hatching a plan much like a fiduspawn, your hands make their way towards the latch with a fake keyhole. Whose genius idea was it to hide each other's belongings in treasure chests that don't even lock? Oh well, that's not important right now. What is important is showing your Moirail how red you really feel about them. And you were right on the mark. Nepeta's dolls are sitting there snugly, hers and Karkats being the most prominent as they hug on the top of the pile. First, you take out the one resembling [Name], seeing as that was the one you found first. Said troll looks at you strangely.

Sollux: Be [Name]

Goodness, it's hard being yourself so inconsistently! No matter, right now you are being confused and offended by your Moirail's antics. He had left your side and was rooting through one of the many pointless treasure chests on the meteor. You notice him place a doll that looks suspiciously like yourself as one of Nepeta's shipping dolls right next to him. Weird. Oh well, all you care about is the fact that he doesn't want to be your palemate anymore. And of course, you're being pissed off at the fact that he's using Nepeta's shipping dolls for something in the first place. You almost feel like he's saying he would rather be Nepeta's Moirail than yours. Not that it's impossible to have two Moirails, you just feel as though everyone is either flushed or pale for the wonderfully lovable troll. Hell, even you can't hate her right now in spite of the fact that she stole your flush crush and possibly your palemate.
You hear his footsteps retreating and look up to see two of the dolls. More specifically, yours and Sollux's. They were kissing and holding hands by the looks of it, and that thought made your face turn a light shade of [blood colour]. You suddenly come to the conclusion that he doesn't want to be your palemate because he wants to be your Matesprit. Soon after, you scold yourself for this conclusion that must be fake because you two have always been the best Moirails since the day you met, almost. Your thought were interrupted by the troll who made you cry in the first place.
"SO THE FUCKASS IS FINALLY MAKING A FUCKING MOVE. TOOK THE BULGELICKER FUCKING LONG ENOUGH."
"Seriously?" Your blood began to boil.
"FUCKNG TRUST ME, THIS IS MY FUCKING SPECIALTY."
"If it's your 'specialty' then why are you so bad at it." You confused him. Great. "Gog, you are so stupid!"
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED T- mph" Before he could register what had happened, you had kissed him, shoved him to the ground and walked away, leaving him flabbergasted. Goodness, that's a funny word. Before you had left, you picked up three dolls. You, Karkat, and Sollux. This led you to thinking about the two of them,
You try to remember what you even liked about Karkat in the first place. He has fluffy hair, and you suppose that's always a plus. His nubby horns looked adorable and even reminded you of the human candy corn. You liked the way he was always so blunt and spoke his mind, but when he fell asleep that one time he looked so calm and peaceful. The fact that he was the first troll you had met on Trollian probably added to the infatuation you have- no, had with him. You decide to think about Sollux.
You suppose he could definately be considered attractive, and he's definately taller than your previous flushcrush (not that he's short, Sollux is simply taller). You toss the Karkat doll behind you as you walk. Your Moirail's lisp is rather adorable, despite how much you know he is embarrassed by it and his little quirks definately amuse you. His hacking skills never cease to amaze and his affinity for bees is just about the sweetest thing ever. Even his bi-polar personality has its perks. It's no wonder he's the only troll to have had more than one Matesprit. Aside from his horrible luck with said Matesprits dying, Sollux would actually be a better choice than Karkat any day. You decide to give him a chance, even if your blood pumper won't be into it completely. You find yourself wandering to your M- umm... To Sollux's block. It feels weird to call him your Moirail, but you aren't his Matesprit, either. You suppose you could call him your Materail. Or his Moisprit. Actually, that's dumb. Never mind. You knock on his door.

[Name]: Be Sollux

You honestly wish you could stay as yourself for once. There is a knock on your door. You almost stand up to open it, but decide against making your body move. The knocking persists. You wonder who the hell wants you this badly. Nobody ever bothers you in person, so why now instead of just trolling you? Sighing, you realize there's no choice but to get up unless you want to hear pounding on your door for hours. You get up.
"Do you want thomething?"
The troll in front of you reaches up (sorry, but I am forcing you to be shorter than him because of my headcannon) and your lips connect. You can't help but notice how smooth their lips are in comparison to your own chapped ones. You swipe your forked tongue against said lips when you realize who they are. They hesitantly let you in and your taste buds recognize the taste of [blood coloured food]. You find yourself yourself pinning them to door as it slams closed to deepen the kiss, which you soon realize is their first. Not wanting to freak them out too much, you break away. And y'know, because of air. You peck them on the lips before smirking and turning around.

Sollux: Be [Name]

That was the most amazing kiss in the space-time continuum. Well, it would be if you were being yourself, but you were too busy being Sollux at that moment, so too bad. Then again... You wouldn't mind if it happened again. And so it does. Sollux can't seem to keep his hands off of you. He casually slips his tongue into your mouth again. This time you want to mix it up, however, and you slip your hands into his hair, deepening the kiss as your tongues wrestle for dominance. You slide your hands over to his horns, not having ever been told or shown what they're for. He pins you against the bed as you start rubbing them, unsure as to what they do. His kiss turns rough and lustful and his hands wander to your own [large/small] horns. As soon as he touches them, you moan in pleasure. Realizing what horns are for, your strokes turn slow and teasing. Your actions make him let out a low moan of his own before doing a mixture of growling and purring. With newfound confidence, your tongue overtakes his and finds its way into his own wet cavern, careful to avoid the sharp stalactites and stalagmites he calls teeth. You recognize the taste of lemon and honey as you smile into the kiss. There's also a hint of coffee in his mouth that you recognize before he breaks the kiss once again, both of your throats desperate for air.
"So you don't..."
"Yeah, I think..."
"That'th..."
"Pretty nice."
"Tho..."
"Mmhmm?"
"We should break up."
"What?"
"Bee my Matethprit inthtead."
"And what if I say no, Lisp King?" You smirk. You realize he thinks you're being serious when his pointed ears droop and he looks away. "Of course I will, honeybee." You say before kissing him again.
Maybe you'll rethink putting your whole blood pumper into this Matespritship.

~Extended Ending~

[Name]: Be Terezi

"Hey, we should go check on Sol and [Nickname]." You state, feeling weird because you could have sworn you were just being someone else.
"YeAh, LeT's AlL gO cHiLl AnD hAnG wItH tHoSe TwO mOtHeR fUcKiNg MoThEr FuCkErS." Gam suggests, to which you shrug in agreement before literally everyone stands up (except Tavbro, he just starts rolling his wheelchair) and heads to Sol's block. You don't bother knocking and open the door as soon as you smell it. The two are kissing, but break away immediately. You are the first to talk.
"WH4T'S H3 T4ST3 L1K3?"
"MoThEr FuCkInG mIrAcLeS"
"uHHH,,,,,, uMM WOW,,"
"This Was An Unexpected Turn Of Events."
"Gr8, romance. Don't we all just love romance?"
"You tuna t)(-e cut-est!" Is what you imagine Feferi saying if she wasn't dead.
"Wwhy is evveryone allowed to be happy but me?"
"WHAT THE FUCK FIRST SHE KISSES ME AND THE NEXT THING I KNOW SHE'S MAKING OUT WITH CAPTOR!?"
"I feel as th0ugh I sh0uld have made m0re of an eff0rt t0 stay alive and with him." Is what you imagine Aradia saying if she wasn't dead/a robot programmed to love Equius.
"D--> I need a towel."
":33 AC Claims that a ship has sailed!"
"GET OUT!" The two of them yell at the same time, Sol slamming the door on us with his psiionic powers. Jegus, I just wanted to know what he tastes like.

~Extended Extended Ending~

"What did KK mean by you kiththed him?" You hear Sol ask while you stand by the door like a creeper. Hey, they never answered your question!
"Nothing, what? Bye!"
"S3R1OUSLY, WH4T'S H3 T4ST3 L1K3?"
"... Honey, lemons, and coffee."
You cackle, imagining the taste in your head.
"Don't even think about it."