naughty

i was getting off earlier which is a thing i do maybe like every other month, this is not an all the time kind of thing. and i have three things i use: a ten speed remote controlled bullet vibe, a tango in black, and a dildo with a bullet stuck in that, for purposes of this post, i’ll just go ahead and call King Dong

usually bullet vibe is fine, have some clit fun, whatever. for penetration, stick with tango. i can’t always deal with king dong, because, uh, it’s got some girth to it.

so i’m laying there, on my back fucking myself, right, with my shoulders propped up on my pillows, and i start saying nonsense shit once i get into it, and i’m working with the for-partner end of the tango (i don’t want to wear it, just get fucked) and extremely vivid mental image: dude in front of me trying to get his dick in me to stretch me out to take another dude’s king dong, and that other dude is cradling my shoulders

the nast is that i was moaning ‘dave’ when the tango was in me and ‘john’ when i finally got stretched enough for king dong

JADE: Oh. Oh, I--ohh. Karkat, it’s ok, it’s--it’s just me, I--ohh... JADE: *more moans of pleasure* JADE: Shit, Karkat, where did you learn to do that?

Shuffling in the background.

JADE: Karkat, what are you-- KARKAT: Shut up. Just shut up, Harley, your talking license is officially being revoked. Obviously I’m not doing well enough if you’re so coherent you can make actual words. JADE: Sweetie, I-- JADE: *delighted scream* JADE: *moaning and panting around fingers in her mouth* JADE: *cums hard*

Heavy breathing for a moment.

JADE: That was amazing, sweetie. KARKAT: Fucking finally, I--what are you doing. JADE: It’s your turn. I just, and now you... I want to do something nice for you. KARKAT: I don’t want that, don’t do that. JADE: But you’re... still hard... KARKAT: Yeah, well, I have hands of my own, I don’t want yours. JADE: Then what do you want me to do, Karkat? KARKAT: Anything that involves less talking from you. JADE: So do you want me to use my mouth? Because sweetie, I--I’m not sure I’m ready to-- KARKAT: Then don’t. If you’re not sure, then just fucking don’t--why are you taking your skirt off. JADE: *giggle* You’re smart, you’ll catch on.

Lotion squirt, then slicking noises.

KARKAT: Didn’t realize I hadn’t shaved. JADE: It’s not beard burn, it’s-- KARKAT: Oh. ... Are you sure? Because if you’re not ready for oral I don’t know why you want me that close to your cunt. JADE: Just think of it like grinding but with no clothes on! And with your pants pistol between my thighs. KARKAT: Pretty sure your thighs could crush a man’s head. Don’t snap my dick off.

Shuffling sounds as they try to arrange limbs.

KARKAT: Is that ok? Cross your--your knees, oh, fuck, Jade. JADE: *yelps* KARKAT: Fuck, fuck, fuck, I fucked it up, I fucked it up, I’m sorry, I’m trash-- JADE: *breathless* You just bumped my clit don’t you dare stop now Karkat Vantas! KARKAT: I can get your--? JADE: *yelps again* Right there, fuckass! KARKAT: Shit, your skin is so soft, you feel--you feel so good, tight all around me-- JADE: Go as fast as you want, oh my god that feels Vantastic, feels like--*moan* feels like you’re really--is this how you’d--? KARKAT: Yes, fuck yes, Jade, this is how we move together, this is how it would--with me inside-- JADE: *cums again, abruptly, almost painful* KARKAT: *choked* God, sweetheart, I could feel that--close, I’m-- JADE: *sated* It’s ok, let go, Karkat. KARKAT: *orgasms emotionally*

Catching of breath, settling of bodies.

KARKAT: I made you all sticky. JADE: A sign of a girl well done. KARKAT: And you’re, you’re--you were-- JADE: I’m ok, sweetie. Are you ok? KARKAT: I’m not sure if I have a brain anymore. JADE: That good? Oh, good, I--I--wow, I feel fucked. My thighs! KARKAT: *urgently* I love you. JADE: I know. *happy hum* Just like you know I trust you, too.

There is a smooch. There are many smooches.