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Shitty Karkat sadstuck, i was told I should post it so I have. It's also on A03 under my HowLoveGoes name. Thank you lovlies for reading if you do <33. Feedback please!
They didn’t need him.
Of course not. What was he, some mutant blooded freak who gave too much and barely received anything back. Even that damn clown didn’t talk to him anymore, too busy with his messiahs to even give Karkat the light of the moons.
He hiccupped a bit, holding his sickle in a death grip as he looked at his computer. Scrolling through the logs to find nothing.
No one cared.
Who was he kidding, he wasn’t worth it. He’d never be worth it, he’d failed and now….
Even with the new world, he wasn’t needed, he’d never be needed now.
No one would notice, maybe Terezi would, after a few days without a screeched word about her and Dave’s friendship and how stupid they were. And Dave, like he would care. Sure, on the meteor they had been bros, but once John showed up, he was nothing.
Just a random person no one could ever love. Jade even had stopped, getting closer with Tavros and Rose and every other person but him.
Just his luck too. He’d at least wanted one person to notice him, to try and be his friend without having to talk first, afraid of offending someone with his stupid words and gestures.
You’re a fuck up Vantas, just get it over with.
He raised up his beloved sickle, watching the way the light glinted on the curved blade. Maybe he should have taken up the drunk Lalonde on the offered alcohol bottle, dull the slight pain of pressing the sharp tip against the soft flesh of his wrists. Slicing across didn’t do shit, he’d learned, it was always slicing downwards along the vein. More blood would come out faster. It’d be like falling asleep.
Who would find his body? Terezi? Dave? John? He hoped Jade wouldn’t. She’d seen enough sadness in her own life.
A shuddering sob left his lips and he pressed the tip of his sickle to the top of his wrist, right where the dark grey of his vein stuck out.
All of the loneliness, the jealousy, the want of someone to speak with him, to tell him he’s needed and wanted and loved. Especially loved. That’s all he’d ever wanted, like in those romcoms.
Eridan would take his romcoms, god knows the asshole liked them as well.
He chanted over and over again to himself, whimpering as he built up the sadness. In the heat of the moment, he’d overpower his body and force the cut. Then he’d lay down and wait.
Wait for the dark to consume him.
For the peace.
“I’m not needed, not wanted, no one cares, no one gives a fucking shit. I’m nothing compared to them, why me, god why was that damned bucket of slurry mixed why did I survive, someone FUCKING ANSWER ME PLEASE!” He screamed at the ceiling, not expecting an answer.
Karkat looked back down, and started to press the blade to the pounding vein in his wrist. That led to his heart and throat. All he could hear was his heart beat and shallow breathe, tears streaming down his face as the candy red dripped down his forearm.
No one cared. He wouldn’t be stopped, not like in those silly movies and books. There was no hero in this story, no knight to save the princess from her thoughts and evil step mother.
“Karkat. Karkat, stop!” a voice shouted, almost next to his ear. Arms wrapped around him from behind and clung to him, breaking sobs that almost broke down Karkat as well.
“Don’t Karkat. I love you, I’m so sorry, I’m so so so sorry, please, don’t do this.”
Dave’s voice sounded broken and throaty, like he’d been screaming and crying.
“Don’t leave me Karkat, I should have stayed by you. Please forgive me, don’t do this everyone in the future is crying for you, they didn’t want this. Don’t let yourself down Karkat.” Dave mumbled into his ear. With every word, tears drenched the grey cheeks, trying to stop himself from believing this. It was a dream, maybe he was dying now and everyone was around him watching the blood bleed out and shaking their heads.
“Karkat, please.”
“Kk, don’t, we need you here.” Sollux’s lisp broke through and Karkat’s face was pushed into a warm neck, keep him sandwiched between two bodies.
“No you don’t. I’m nothing. NO one cares, I’m alone here. Stop acting like you care, both of you!”
“I think you mean all of us, Karkat.”
He looked up to see his teammates and the humans, all watching him with saddened eyes and tearful faces.
“Sollux heard the voice, and we all came when future Dave stopped in…” Terezi and Jade stepped forward, reaching out to him.
“STOP LYING TO ME! I’M SICK OF THE LIES LEAVE ME ALONE ALL OF YOU.”
“Not while you suffer Karkat. We won’t let you. You’re not alone. We need you Karkat, you’re what kept us together, no matter how much we disliked it.”
“No. No no no no no no no.” He chanted softly, and Dave and Sollux clutched to him, trying to calm him down as he cried.
“Karkat, we all love you, please don’t be sad.”
Karkat Vantas sat up in his chair, looking around the room before looking at the suicide note on his husktop.
Now or never, it seemed. No more lies.
Hello everyone! I've finally gotten back into the spirit of writing after so long, so here's a random DirkKarkat from a friend of mine.
Warnings: Hermaphrodite Karkat, Daddy Kink, crossdressing karkat, and a few other things. Porn with no plot what so ever.
I can't believe it took me this long and this kind of thing to get back into writing. Eh, oh well. Enjoy lovelies.
Seriously guys, no plot at all. Dive straight into the porn train.
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“Now, show Daddy the panties he got you Karkat.” Dirk cooed, running his fingers through soft black hair. Karkat shivered under the touch and whined feeling his cock twitch against the silky panties he wore.
“Goddamnit…” Karkat grumbled and received a swat to the ass, screeching at Dirk until a hand covered his mouth and warm, wet breath brushed his ear.
“Show me the panties Karkat. Don’t want to disappoint Daddy do you?”
“N-no Daddy…” He whimpered finally, and turned to look at the Strider, whose lip quirked up at the response. Dirk leaned back and smirked fully as Karkat bent himself over the table and flipped up his full red skirt and petticoats.
The silky orange panties looked pretty good against the pink flesh of his usually pale ass, a bit sore from the spankings he’d received earlier. Though, they were pretty soaked from his pussy and his dick.
“Mm, aren’t those nice? Feel good don’t they Kitty?” Two fingers pressed against the wet silk and rubbed along his slit, cooing to the shaking herm about how hot he felt.
Karkat’s thighs quivered as Dirk’s rough hands stroked along them, and his face appeared in his field of vision.
Looking up, Dirk caught his chin in hand and inspected his face, righting the bow in his black hair until it was straightened up.
“So pretty…” He hummed and leaned in to kiss his lips, sucking on Karkat’s lower lip until it was swollen and red. Karkat tried to suck on the piercings in his boyfriend’s lip, wanting to please him and maybe get some relief from being in the dress.
“You’re not getting out of the dress Karkitty, sorry. It matches those eyes of yours too well. Heh… Want to be fucked yet love?” He asked and Karkat blushed, shaking his head yes. Almost eagerly it seemed. Dirk walked back around, running his fingers over Karkat’s exposed shoulders.
Karkat, being Karkat, wiggled his fair behind, wanting attention before Dirk made him go nuts. Like he already wasn’t crazy, but still.
Dirk, of course, had to smack that plush rump again, groping the warm flesh and digging his fingers in until Karkat squeaked and squirmed.
“Do we need to prep you today? Or should we start with something a bit wetter first and then move on to the big finale?” Asked Dirk, giving his ass another harsh squeeze.
“How about you just prep me and get on w-with it…and stop squeezing my ass like it’s a fucking- ahh~.” Karkat tried to snap but was cut off as Dirk started to rub a finger over his clothed anus. Shit if that didn’t feel all kinds of wonderful. Karkat’s dick throbbed painfully in the panties and he whined.
“D-daddy, please…”
“You know what I love? How easy it is to make you my little whore with just a few touches. Even when you snap at me and act all tough, just a touch here,” he pressed in a bit, making Karkat mewl, “or there and you’re my pretty little mess in seconds. Damn it’s great to be me.” Dirk chuckled darkly and finally tugged down the orange silk, exposing the shorter male’s heated sex and plush ass cheeks. Dirk held back a happy groan and eagerly slipped a finger to rub against the wet slit.
“Jesus Christ put it in!” Karkat demanded, trying to grind against Dirk’s rough palm. Without the panties being there, it made every sensation all that much sweeter.
His chest heaved under the dress, his pulse pounding in his throat and dick. Finally, two fingers slipped into his pussy all the way to the second knuckle. It felt wonderful. So wonderful, Karkat moaned Dirk’s name in relief. Suddenly, both fingers were gone and Dirk started to spank him again causing pre-cum to drip from his dick.
“D-daddy, Daddy I’m sorry I’m sorry!” He sobbed into his arm, the swats only turning him on even more.
Dirk liked the way his skin would turn bright pinkish/red whenever he was smacked. He definitely enjoyed the cries he made, along with how his little prick would harden and bob with every smack. His ass though, that was what he loved best. Plush and warm, making the best smacking noises when he’d fuck his little doll. Almost as good as a smuppet….but warmer and made cuter noises.
“Ready now, Kitty?” He asked again, pressing his finger back into his slit and dipping it in.
“Pl-please….fuck me now!” Karkat pleaded, and spread his legs wide, knowing that Dirk enjoyed that immensely.
“And I can never say no to that pretty face. Lift your skirts up again baby, and keep them up.” He ordered, and Karkat did as he asked, panting heavily as he pressed his cheek against the cool metal work table. Dirk unbuckled his pants with slow ease, watching the muscles in his ass flinch and clench.
Dirk pulled out a small tube of lube, cherry scented for ironic purposes. He spread it over his fingers before using his clean hand to lead his member to the soft heat of his vagina. Karkat made a pleased noise and shuddered as he filled up his vagina. Dirk didn’t thrust, only slowly grinded against his aching need, bringing his slick fingers to his ass hole.
“W-why aren’t you thrusting…?” asked the panting herm, his inner muscles clenching hard around Dirk’s cock.
“Mm.” Was his only reply, plus a hard buck into his heated opening. Karkat grunted and tightened his hold on his dress, panting. Instead, a warm lubed up finger pressed into his ass, curling the finger playfully. Karkat’s eyes fluttered shut, trying to buck his hips back to get Dirk to hurry up and-
“Fuck!” He screeched, as Dirk started to rocks his hips, sending pleasure burning up his body and back to his groin. Dirk himself grunted and kept pressing in his finger, over and over again. He added a second finger, giving the stretch a nice burn that the lube soothed. Karkat was lost in the sensation of being fucked and finger fucked, moaning pitifully as he went a hair faster.
“Say my name Karkat. Loud and proud for everyone to hear.” He purred, slipping himself again and again into that delicious heat.
“No! I don’t mmmn, want the whole fucking block to hear my dipshit!” He growled and gasped as Dirk started to finger him harder, curling his fingers over and over again, looking for his prostate.
“You don’t? But I’m sure they do. I bet they’re getting off to my sexy slut’s moans and screams.” He chuckled and pulled out his fingers, giving his ass a good whack before slamming himself hard into Karkat’s pussy.
Karkat moaned his name by accident, muscles clenching eagerly around Dirk as he was brought closer to orgasm.
Dirk leaned over his body, still thrusting into Karkat happily, and kissed the back of his neck, biting at the top of his spine. Karkat keened and took every inch happily, starting to moan even louder and feeling his own wetness leak down his thighs, soaking the thin, white panty hose.
After a while, Dirk pulled out of the cross dresser, and moved his hips down so it’d be easier access to his perk behind. He pulled out his fingers with a successful pop and slicked up his dick lightly, before starting to press in.
“Ready Karkat? Ready to cum for Daddy?” Dirk asked sinfully and Karkat nodded, his throat dry from all of the moaning he had been doing. “Good boy, now open that greedy mouth and suck on my fingers.” He said and thrusted in hard, pressing his fingers against the half open mouth of his boyfriend’s.
Not even realizing it, Karkat started to suckle on his fingers, moaning around them as his hot tongue slid between the already soaked digits.
Dirk moaned heatedly and picked up his pace, planning on having his cute boyfriend cum from being fucked in the ass again. Karkat didn’t enjoy it as much, or so he said. Soon, Karkat started to cum, ropes of thick white covering the floor under the table and parts of his dress. He was screaming through it all, drool slipping past his lips as the fingers rubbed against the taste buds of his tongue.
Dirk moaned in completion as he came, still fucking the oversensitive Vantas ass until neither could handle it anymore. He pulled out with a slick pop and smiled as his own material dripped out of the gaping hole.
Karkat whined weakly and looked up at him, panting awfully hard as his tearful gaze caught Dirk’s.
“You did good kid, real good.”
Karkat’s eyes narrowed and spat angry words at him until Dirk calmed his ass down and started to undress him, using a warm, wet cloth to wash of the cum from his ass and thighs, being extra careful with his pussy and dick.
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"Tavros." The Taurus looked up from his card playing and back at the seadweller princess.
Feferi smiled sweetly down at him, but something was up. The Heiress never spoke to him on good terms. Tavros laid down his cards and noticed Vriska a few feet away, smirking in their direction. Next to her was...Eridan? A dark look was on his face as well, but not directed at him.
Nope.
More like directed at his matesprit. At his Nepeta.
Something in his heart flared, but he kept his facial expression calm and smiled at Feferi.
"Hey F-feferi, what's, uh, up?" He asked and stood up, facing her.
"I just need a word with you of course. I'll bring him right back to you, Nepeta." Feferi smiled sweetly at the hat wearing troll and grabbed Tavros by the arm, pulling him close.
"Fefurry, what are you doing with Tavvy?" asked Nepeta, setting down her cards as well. She eyed the two of them and Tavros, noticing her worry, moved to jerk his arm away.
"Tavros, you know that you're not worth this right? She's going to leave you for the sweaty hoofbestfucker anyway, why do you try to stay with her?" Feferi dug her nails into his arm, making him wince.
"Feferi, what do you mean? Nepeta wouldn't do that. Not, not to me." Tavros said, and finally pulled his arm away, notcing the deep half moons in his arm now. He looked at Feferi, narrowing his eyes.
"I'm only trying to help you out Tavros. You're to weak to fight for her anyway. I mean, Vriska is right you know, you are kind of worthless. And the fact you like Nepeta? You're so below her, I don't understand how she puts up with you. Sweaty over there is better for her then you'll ever be."
The words hit him in the blood pumper hard and he felt all of his hopes and dreams crashing around him. It felt like when he had been confined to the wheel chair, thanks to Vriska. He glanced over in their direction and caught them talking to Nepeta, who looked slightly flustered but not in trouble.
Fuck it.
"Let me tell you something, Heiress. She chose me, not uh, the other way around. It was her decision, not mine and uh, if you really dislike us being together, well. I only have a few words for you." Tavros stood up straight, thanking Equius for his new robotic legs. "You, and that-that pathetic excuse for a highblood Ampora can suck... my... dick. Nepeta's fucking mine. Understand?" He hissed lowly.
Feferi's eyes had widened under the goggles, speechless at the lowblood. Finally, she nodded silently, then narrowed her eyes and turned her back on him.
Tavros snorted and turned his back on the Heiress, walking over to Nepeta and Eridan, ignoring Vriska entirely. He sat back down in front of Nepeta and smiled shyly at her, blushing.
"Shall we continue Nepeta?" He asked softly, looking at Eridan who glared back and walked up to them, narrowing his eyes.
"W-why Nepeta. Hangin' out w-with such riff-raff. W-what would Equius say?" Said the violet blood, eyeing Tavros distastefully. Tavros narrowed his eyes and was about to speak up a second time.
"No offnese, Ampurra, but Equius happens to like my matesprit very much. So you can back off before this kitty pulls out her claws." Nepeta smiled at the highblood dangerously, eyes glinting slightly.
Eridan swallowed and went to speak again when Feferi laid a hand on his shoulder.
He pouted and glanced at the two, huffing angrily as he was tugged away.
Both watched the highbloods move away before looking at the other and giggling.
"That, that had to be the best roleplay we've, uh, ever done, Nepeta!"
"Of course Tavros. And I must say, that was absolutely pawsitivley purrrrfect." The olive blood smiled and grabbed his hand, squeezing it before sitting back down and tugged him next to her, asking about what card she would play next in the game.
((Not as fluffy as I would have liked and I actually gave Tavros some backbone. If he's a bit out of character as well, please forgive me. I don't ship this much so eh. But here ya go.))
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I'm sorry if this sucks, Bad weekend, and everything else is on my usb drive at my grandma's. I'm going by today or tomorrow to get it and get the other stories up here. I know Tavros seems a bit OOC, but I gave him a back bone and a bit of courage so he could fight for the girl he loves.
So, since 13 is my lucky number, I'm writing a special sexcanon drabble for the first three people to like this. Like and I'll post the names. This will take three days, once I get a hold of you, all I'll need is the sexcanon/headcanon and and ship and it will be done.
This closes in three days. I'm working on a TereziKarkat at the moment, so anything else will do.
OK, so here is my next Homestuck Sexcanon Drabble. It involves three on Tavros and of course it's a PBJ. It's fast paced, but it is a drabble so... :)
Here you go!
Tavros had started mumbling under his breath again and Gamzee smiled, reaching over to gently pull away the hand covering his boyfriend's mouth.
"O-oh, Dios mío! G-gamzee!" Tavros moaned, feeling fingers scissor inside of him. He squirmed and moaned more as Gamzee added a third finger, twisting them inside of Tav's ass.
Tavros covered his mouth once more, his words muffled as he almost yelled into his hand. Gamzee grinned and thrusted all three fingers deep into Tavros.
HIs muffled voice screamed and Gamzee had to grab that hand once again and hold it behind him as usual. Tavros always had the tendency to hold back his wonderful voice during sex. And after so many times, Gamzee was done. He was starting to pin or at least tie Tavros's hands back during sex now, and luckily, Tavros didn't mind one bit.
It wasn't that Tavros was shy, oh no. He knew when to pick his fights and when to stay quiet.
But during sex....
"Tavbro, you gotta try man," Gamzee whispered finally pulling his fingers out. Tavros let a groan of displeasure leave his lips and looked back at his boyfriend, noting the smudged make up around his lips.
"I-i know Gamzee, god, but it's so hard and I, uh," Tavros started and gasped as he felt something hard nudge his slicked hole.
"It's alright, just all up and keep making those miraculous sounds of yours for me." Gamzee grinned and thrust up into the waiting male above him.
Tavros screamed Gamzee's name, his voice breaking as the rough pounding began.
Oh god, Tavros was so tight to begin with, and even now, months later, he was still just as tight as that first night.
"¡Más fuerte!" Tavros called, and Gamzee held his hands back as he pounded into the smaller male.
"Oh fuck Tav, m-mothrfuck~!" Gamzee moaned and smirked, pulling out completely suddenly.
Tavros turned back to look at him, his gaze hard as Gamzee grinned at him.
"Why'd you stop?!" Gamzee grinned widened and he turned Tavros on his back, lifting his legs up to hang off of his shoulders.
"Motherfuck Tavros, look at this. God, it looks like you're just waiting to be stuffed huh?" Gamzee teased him, causing the Latino's face to burn a deep red.
"Da-damn it Gamzee, why don't you fucking get it- ahh! Por favor, ¡más fuerte! Please Gamzee!" Screamed the mohawked boy, and Gamzee could only moan in responce as he slid easily once again into the writhing male under him.
"That's right Tavros, use that sexy voice on my. Beg for it, come on, I know you can do it." Tavros screamed again as a certain bundle of nerves was brushed against.
Somehow, both of his hands had escaped Gamzee's hold, and now covered Tav's lips. Gamzee didn't mind though, he was too far gone in the fact he was making those muffled noises so easily.
Tavros's face was still flushed, and as he neared his release he opened his eyes too look up at the taller male above him. Gamzee's eyes were closed, grunts and low groans leaving his lips, and Tavros screamed again as the pace was picked up.
"Yo voy a venir!" Tavros yelled, alerting Gamzee of his orgasm. The taller boy nodded and thrusted faster, growling as his thrusts became more animalistic and fast.
"T-tavros!" Gamzee thrusted in one last time, before he came with a gasp and a groan, filling up Tavros with his hot seed.
"Ahhh~!" Tavros covered his face with as he came, shooting his seed all over his and Gamzee's chest.
Gamzee instantly removed Tav's hands from his face and watched it contort in exstacy, his mouth wide open and eyes closed tightly.
Gamzee kissed his boyfriend's wrists softly, thrusting gently until both had calmed down from their orgasmic highs. He pulled out slowly, making Tavros whine in need until Gamzee kissed him.
The sounds of skin slapping skin and harsh gasps and pants filled the room, occasionally occumpanied by moans and groans from both the parties.
"J-john, ahh~!" Karkat moaned as he closed in on orgasm, letting out a loud keen as John quickened his thrusts into the troll.
Karkat gripped his arms tightly, digging his nails into the slightly soft, slightly hard skin and arched into John once more.
"K-karkat...nngh...I'm so close," John panted and lifted up the other's legs, shifting them over his shoulders and started to thrust harder.
Karkat moaned and arched for the last time, cumming hard against John's stomach and his own.
John gasped and moaned as well, suddenly his release rushing at him so fast he-
"Who ya gonna call?!" John shouted as he came, and Karkat blinked up at him in a daze before reality hit.
"What the fuck, Egbert?! Are you fucking kidding me, I can not- no. Fuck no. Just, oh my fucking god, get your nasty ghost-fucking dick out of me right this instance!"
"Karkat, I'm sorry~!" pleaded John, only to be smothered by a pillow.
Needless to say, Karkat learned before John came to shut him up fast during those times.
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I was reading through Homestucksexcanons and came across this. Whoever made this, I love you and it inspired me. My insanity take many forms, this being on of them.
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Could I have done better? Maybe, but I find this cute and I love it. If you like this let me know, I want to write more, but I need ideas!
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"Mmm..."
"N-no, Gamzee. Uh, no Gamzee. Gamzee, stop it!" Tavros squirmed under his rap buddy, who in turn hugged him tighter and nipped at the espresso-colored mohawk. Tavros whined softly, digging his nails softly into Gamzee's shoulders.
"Just one?" Gamzee asked softly into his ear, nipping at the cartilage softly. He was practically almost ready to get on his knees before the rustblood and beg.
Tavros grunted softly, looking away from the taller troll, controlling his body's urge to shudder as Gamzee's fingers slid across his scalp and mohawk, avoiding his horns. Much to the Taurus's disappointment. Of course, Gamzee would never know this.
"Tavros..." Gamzee eyed his adorable bro, and pulled him forward, into his awaiting lap. He wrapped both arms around Tavros's smaller frame, smiling happily as the other troll narrowed his eyes at him. Usually Tavros was stuttering and shy, but Gamzee was going to far.
"N-no Gamzee!" Tavros stopped most of his stutter, though feeling the cool hands drift up his lower back, caressing him softly. He couldn't stop the shiver and winced as he felt Gamzee's lips press against his skin. He twisted his neck around, trying to both avoid Gamzee's kisses and hitting his horns against Gamzee's head. It was quite hard when Gamzee was this adament about getting one friggin' kiss.
Gamzee frowned as his lips found Tavros's cheek and jaw multiple times, and finally pulled away, moving one hand to cup Tavros's chin and make him look at the Capricorn.
"Just one, Tavvy? Pretty please with a Cherry Faygo on top?" The indigo blood whined, pouting. This voice was different from his usual gruff and rough sounding voice.
"No Gamz-Gamzee! Stop that now!" Tavros squirmed more in the highblood's lap, his neck and face now being peppered with little kisses and nips. "G-gamzee, uh, stop it now! I told you-you no!" At least he was stuttering that bad.
"Just one motherfucker?" Gamzee whispered into Tavros's ear, pleading softly. Tavros stopped his struggling and looked at Gamzee, confusion written on his face as his friend smiled slightly.
Finally he sighed, he would get no where with Gamzee if this kept up.
"Just, uh, one?"
"Just one." Gamzee held up one long finger, smiling wider. It would have been nice if he wasn't trying to steal a kiss from the Taurus.
"Nothing more?"
"Not unless you want more brother." A dangerous twinkle sparked behind yellow and purple eyes, but it was gone in an instant. Personally, once he got his lips on Tavbro's, Gamzee wasn't letting go for anything. The Taurus was his, and by the Mirthful Messiahs, he was going to keep him.
"J-jegus Gamzee," The chocolatley blush Gamzee loved so much was back, and he couldn't stop the slow, lazy smile that crossed his lips. Motherfucker was too cute for his own good.
"One then, only one. Alright?" Tavros finally gave in, unable to handle anymore of the Capricorn's affections without dying or passing out of embaressment. "Afterwards, no more, uh, teasing. Understand?"
"Of course motherfucker." Gamzee smiled in triumph, his chest rumbling with a soft trill as one finger tilted up Tavros's chin, and their lips pressed together in a soft kiss.
Tavros blushed more, forcing himself not to pull away as Gamzee moved his lips, fitting them against Tavros's and making their kiss deeper. Tavros's mind blanked and suddenly, Gamzee's left hand was on the back of his neck, his right cupping his cheek. Tavros tangled his own hand in the mess of black hair, the other grabbing the wrist of the hand on his cheek.
Their lips pressed harder together, Tavros letting out a small purr from the back of his throat. Gamzee deepened the kiss even more, licking at the grey lips of his friend for more. Soft sounds from both parties gave life to their lip lock, and both trolls shifted, Gamzee pushing Tavros back softly, leaning him back towards the bed. He almost had him...
Tavros's eyes shot open as he realized where this was headed. Before he could move to sit up, Gamzee had pushed him down on his back and leaned in for a longer kiss.
"G-gamzee! N-no, st-stop. Gamzee~!" His voice ended in a loud scream, though not one of fear.
Karkat looked up from his programming, looking back at the hallway leading to the rooms of his fellow trolls. He sighed, knowing Gamzee had planned something today for his weakling "rap buddy". Ignoring the cry for help-or of pleasure, he couldn't tell- he went back to his rage with Sollux on a new program.
Ok well, story inspired by a picture I saw. Whoever drew it is amazing and props to them. Here's some cuteness. It's only a bit of language, nothing more.
"Karkat, hold the human wiggler. I have to get something before we send them back down. The reckoning will begin soon." Kanaya handed over the baby to the angry Cancer, who sputtered in shock as the Virgo disappeared into her hive.
"Damn it!" Karkat cursed, and looked down at the cooing creature in his arms. He held it slightly away from his body, scrunching his nose in disgust.
"Kanaya! What the fuck am I supposed to do with this fucking wigg-"
"Gaaah-gaaah!" it interrupted.
Karkat looked down at the human wiggler, who had its ugly, chubby arms reaching for his face. Grunting in annoyance, he looked back at the hive, waiting for Kanaya to come back out.
The John baby cooed again and Karkat looked at it, wrinkling his nose in annoyance. Shifting it, he moved the baby into the crook of his left arm, making sure it wasn't drooling on him. It's bright blue eyes blinked up at him and its lips curled into a sweet smile.
"Gaaah-gaaah! Gaaah-Gaaah!" The baby cooed, and for some reason, it sounded like it was saying Karkat. Karkat shook his head at his stupid thoughts. Fuck, why had Kanaya done this shit to him of all people? Why not Feferi or Nepeta for gog's sake?
Suddenly he felt two small hands wrap around his finger and pull it down. The John wiggler squealed in delight and squeezed his finger tightly between the two small hands.
Karkat raised an eyebrow as the baby started to suck and nom on his finger. He felt his blood pump speed up, and felt the red candy blood rush to his cheeks. Holy fuck, if he wasn't the cutest little-
"Karkat, did you need something?" Kanaya had come out of her home, holding a small bag. She raised a brow questioningly at the Cancer, who was trilling at the baby, making it giggle and squeal happily.
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