»BE KARKAT'S PANTS
You are now KARKAT'S PANTS and you are DISTRESSED. At this moment in time, you are FOLDED across the TOP OF A CHAIR. This makes you VERY DEPRESSED and that is NOT GOOD AT ALL.
You have touched all of Karkat's lower torso, depending on his mood. When he's feeling pissy (ie: most of the time) you have become well acquainted with the curves of his hips and each and every rib from the lungs down. When he's feeling relaxed, you have hugged his waist and ass, never forgetting to cushion his precious rump. When he's depressed, you speak sofly to his ankles, telling them to not be sad and to forget all about the hurt. When he's horny you stretch at the push of his member, rubbing against it as you wish desperately that it was you he was thinking of.
The last one's the worst.
He always discards you when he's horny.
Like now, as you watch Karkat and Terezi as their bare flesh slaps together. Your zipper turns down as she screams his name and spasms while he comes as well. You want him but he wants her. It will never happen and it makes you so very sad.
So depressed.
So instead, you scream over their lovemaking at Terezi's skirt that you're jealous. Her skirt's response is an agreement.
You are KARKAT'S PANTS and you WISH YOU WERE HUMAN so you can FUCK HIM INTO THE FLOOR.
