i fuckin want that k
[…]
[You sniff at the dice one more time to make sure the number is right, your smile way too innocent to mean anything good.]
3H3H3….
SO…
K4RK4T…..
[And before he can run, your arms are slipping past his cheeks and wrapping around his neck to hold him close. Before—or, if he started quickly, while—he yells profanities your lips firmly press against his. You realize that you probably just exploded his poor already overworked brain, but you hope somewhere in the combustion he’s able to get some enjoyment out of the simple kiss. After all, despite how long you’ve known each other and even the fact that you’ve dated in basically every quadrant for some short period of time, you’ve never kissed.]
[You don’t do anything crazy with the kiss (partly because to Karkat this was crazy enough you’re sure), but when you pull away after a few seemingly long moments you give him another small lip peck before moving to his neck. You’re hoping that the kiss shocks him into silence long enough for you to kiss and start sucking on a spot on his neck without him making you go deaf too.
Once you think you’ve left your mark you finally release the poor troll, a pseudo innocent smile still decorating your face.]












