Hello everyone, I'm still not sure how this story quite came to being written... Probably to keep from writing some horrible OC incest ship... *shudders* Nothing wrong with a good incest story, but that's not what I wanted to write.
So my recent obsession in Homestuck is Dave Strider *swoon* and Kismesis relationships... I'd seen a few pictures of DavexKarkat, but it had never really been one of my top pairings... But then I started reading the fics... a DavexJohnxKarkat, a KarkatxJohn kismesis, even read a DavexKarkat where they were matesprits... And finally I stumbled across a few kismesis DavexKarkat fics and can't get the pairing out of my head.. so I started writing...
I hope you like it, this is just chapter 1, I'll continue to write more, and in a few days if I get anyone asking me to post more I shall. So thank you for putting up with my long opening rambles, I hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I do writing it. Remember to leave reviews so I know if I should keep posting. Thanks ^-^
*Disclaimer: I do not own Homestuck or any characters associated to Homestuck, they belong to Andrew Hussie and MSPAdventures* *This is pure fiction, if it weren't it'd be canon... and nothing about my thought patterns resembles legit canon...*
"God fucking dammit Karkat! Did you have to scratch up all my records!? Dave shouted the accusation at the troll lounging on his bed.
Cursing under his breath Dave continued to examine the records beside his turntable, each with distinctly fresh claw marks. The night before he had begrudgingly given in, worn down by Karkat's insensate and infuriating cursing and bitching... as well as the torturous teasing, to let him try the turntables. Dave of course had taken advantage of the situation, to "teach" the infuriating troll. Standing with his chest pressed to the troll's back, Dave's practice hands guiding Karkat's claw-tipped fingers.
Realizing that Karkat hadn't heard him, lost in some kind of unknown thoughts, comfy among the disheveled sprawl of blankets, pillows, and sheets the was Dave's bed. Moving closer he saw Karkat's yellow and red eyes were closed, hidden behind pale gray lids. His normally scowling face was relaxed, almost soft and innocent, messy black hair outlining his peaceful gray face.
Wait.. The fuck!? There was no way Dave just thought that, he was a fucking Strider, Strider's did not fucking think things like that! Besides that fucking troll had scratched up all his records.
Before Dave's resolve turned to violence, a memory from the night before broke into his thoughts. The records weren't the only things freshly marked, and despite himself Dave felt his cheeks grow warm. Tracing a finger along his neck and collarbone over the bites, scratches, and hickeys, and allowed a faint shiver of pleasure to escape.
"Fuck..." He finally said under his breath, "How did it get like this..."
It hadn't been a question, because he knew how, he just couldn't bring himself to acknowledge how much he enjoyed it. Setting the records down, Dave moved back to climb carefully onto the bed besides the daydreaming troll. No matter how peaceful and innocent that face looked, Dave knew it to be far from true, and he didn't want to deal with a bitchy Karkat just yet. He sat there for a few moments letting his shaded eyes trace over Karkat, not wanting to break the trance before had the moment etched in his mind.
Karkat was wearing one of Dave's shirts, his own had been discarded a few nights before, unable to be found since. The faded red fabric hung loosely on Karkat's slender build, revealing some of the marks on his soft skin. There were no fresh scratches or dashed crescent bite marks as were on Dave's albino skin, but what was the same were the dark red splotches, some with a slightly purple or yellow under hue as the skin bruised.
Dave kept running his eyes over the trolls unusually gentle face, not caring that the warmth of his cheeks was growing stronger. Nor that the warmth was spreading though his body, followed by another shiver of pleasure. He remembered how Karkat's eyes had looked last night, how they'd been piercing him with hate, clouding with lust and desire, desperate with want...
Thanks for reading, sorry if it's a bit short, but like I said this was just chapter 1, I'll be writing more if you want it let me know ^_^
