Karkat was just sitting peacefully, staying calm, it was a good morning to be calm, a very important morning to stay calm. He was experiencing a certain phase in a young trolls life when they would start getting hot flashes, followed by intense horemones, extreme hornyness, and derailed judgement. Otherwise known as being in heat. A necessary sign that they were beginning to reach the age in which they would need to start preparing for pailing, and also a little warning that they would be reaching sexual maturity soon and their young bodies would start making all the necessary preparations. Blah Blah Blah.

But upon having to be stuck on a meteor with douche muffins, this was not easy, especially when the cream of the crop, Mr. cool and stoic, the biggest and most delicious chocolate chip muffin out of the basket, Dave Strider; decides to mess with you on said morning.

Karkat was staring down at a human picture book of earth that Rose had let him borrow, he wondered how such a cool looking planet could produce such fucked up beings. It was like this land of Awesome and Epic paved the way for god tiering as Fuckass of Stupid.

"Honk" someone whispered behind him in a deep voice, the breath rolling over the base of his neck. Needless to say he flipped shit. Screaming like a wriggler he fell backwards, crashing into whoever was standing behind him and falling to the ground.

"DAVE?" he yelled, heart still beating out of hand, Dave was cracking up, laying beside him, obviously finding this hilarious.

"Dude you really need to be less jumpy" he smirked.

"Why the fuck did you do that!"

"Because I want you to try something"

"Huh?"

"Just hold still"

"What the fuck are you doing?" Dave began reaching over towards his head, something in his hand he couldn't see. Karkat attempted to roll away but Dave caught him by his side and pulled him over, nails scratching the tile floor.

"LET ME GO YOU FUCKING ASSWIPE!"

"Come on don't be like that, it's gonna be ironic as fuck"

"I DON'T CARE JUST FUCKING LET GO OF ME!" He was wriggling around too for Dave to hold an arm down so he could put whatever he had in his hand on him. Dave rolled over and straddled him, wrestling with his hands as he began to overpower the troll.

Karkat turned his head to the side, feeling a wave of heat pass over him as Dave's pressure became teasingly delicious. He let out a half muffled whine as his arms were finally pinned onto the floor. Trying to twist around he only succeeded in accidentally grinding against him, however Dave took no notice as he pinned Karkat's arm with his elbow and reached up to put the thing in his hair.

Karkat thrashed his head around, making it practically impossible for Dave.

"Geez just hold still, its not gonna hurt"

"I am pretty fucking sure it will-N!" he bit off his gasp as one of his hands brushed his horns, instantly kicking his reproductive system into drive. Now his skin practically tingled everywhere Dave touched him, the scent of him was enough to make his head swirl. His legs began feeling weak and submitting under the blonde. Dave used his other elbow to pin his arm down like the other one, reaching up and pinching the sides of his chin, forcing his head up and keeping him in place. There was a soft click and Karkat opened his eyes to barely see the tips of something fastened into his hair.

"What the everliving fuck did you just do to me?"

"I borrowed a bow from Rose, it's march so it just kinda felt right, i dunno"

He barely was paying attention to what he was saying, his face was so close to him, he could almost see his eyes behind the shades. Another wave of heat made his body tingle, "no no no no no, I don't care what i feel, i am not going to flush for this prick!" although blackrom sounded positively inviting at this moment.

"Dude are you even listening to me?"

"Huh?" he said, Dave's face was now even closer if that was possible.

"Yeah, your turning like, pink or light gray, wait are you blushing?"

"Why the fuck would i be blushing!"

"I dunno, maybe your into this, I don't know if I want to be getting you off, I'm just a bro trying to annoy you here"

"Strider do you have your head shoved completely up your nook? I. Am not. Blushing"

"Well here let's find out" before Karkat would string a bunch of idiot curses at him, he rolled his hips, leaning down closer to where their noses were brushing, his hands going to his horns.

"AH!" Karkat squeaked, his hips buckling against his will, head falling back and feeling yet another goddamn wave of heat course through him, hardly realizing he was moaning before he felt himself have to take in air.

"Ok wow" Dave smirked, Karkat glared at him. Dave was about to say something witty when Karkat overtook him by surprise, locking their lips together and flipping him over with his legs so that Dave was on his back.

The force made Dave open his mouth briefly, allowing Karkat to push his tongue in. He had one leg between Dave's and one outside by his hips, allowing him to grind deeper and harder.

Dave instantly started protesting, he tried closing his mouth and biting his tongue, but Karkat only bit back, taking it as a kismesis kiss. But then Dave began really fighting it. He shot a hand free and grabbed Karkat by the hair, making him yelp as he was forcibly torn off of Dave's lips, then he got a knee planted in his chest, shoveling him off with a painful thud that had him hit his head on the edge of the table.

Everything began swimming, the real pain diluting any sense of sexual attraction that had been powerful enough to overtake him just a moment ago.

"Don't you ever fucking do that to me!" Dave yelled, genuinely angry as he got to his feet.

"You started it dipshit!" Karkat yelled back, only earning him a kick in the ribs, his head hitting the metal table leg harder, his head beginning to spin. He didn't hear Dave's reply because he was up in a flash, almost stumbling over himself but absconding before Dave could react.

Karkat was moving down the hall, holding his head every time he felt dizzy. The heat was coming back, he slumped down on the floor in the hall panting, closing his eyes and fading out.