Oh wow I haven't wrote in forever like damn. Sorry guys. I've been so caught up with life and not doing anything. Also drawing. This will contain yaoi butt secks so beware

Gamzee hopped up on the couch with a tiny meow. Sensing that something was amiss, he frowned slightly and looked around the room.

Something felt different.

Hmmm... Kurloz isn't around... Wonder where he is...

The elder Makara was usually in the house, bugging him about work to be done.

Concern soon faded when he lost all ability to think. Gazing at the floor, he noticed a long, blue string resting quietly on the carpet. Motherfuck were strings so fucking fun to play with.

Giving into distraction, Gamzee pounced upon it and began to wrestle with it. After ten minutes of endless playing, the Capricorn grew tired and soon decided it was time for a nap. He got up on the couch, nuzzled in, and settled down to slip into a deep sleep.

However, he had not slept more than a minute when he heard a huge slam. This made Gamzee almost jump off the cushion. His ears perked up and he peered over the back of the couch.

He heard a few more crashes and ducked, his ears flicking back.

Gamzee cautiously jumped off the couch and made his way to the origin of the loud noises.

He scrambled under the nearest chair when he heard a high pitch scream.

Motherfuck... That sounded like Meulin...

The neko Makara peeked his head into the nearest bedroom. Meulin's body wasn't too far from the door. From where he stood, Gamzee could see that a narrow slit bisected her throat. Fresh, olive blood was still trickling out of the wound.

Gamzee's eyes widened, and he took a step back, freezing when he felt his tail hit something.

He heard a frightening voice chuckle in the back of his mind.

"Oh Gamzee... How good of you to bring yourself to me."

The young Makara glanced behind him, frightened to see that no one was there.

Gamzee hissed a little. "What the motherfuck have you done Kurloz... Why are you acting so fucking..." His words caught in his throat. Could it be...? Could it be that Kurloz had finally gone... insane?

The thought seemed improbable. The elder Makara was so calm and collected. He had his fucking shit together. Something must have really pissed him off.

Before Gamzee could utter another word, he felt a cold hand grab his neck and drag him into the bedroom.

The younger Makara looked up, just to see a olive blood-soaked Kurloz.

"Kurloz, what motherfucking happened?!"

Kurloz ignored his question and threw him on the bed.

"Don't you fucking move."

The elder Capricorn grasped the dead Meulin's arm, and dragged her out.

Gamzee wouldn't dare move. Though he wasn't that scared of Kurloz, he might just be the buffer of him hurting others.

Shit. Karbro is out there. He better not fucking touch him.

Gamzee heard a thud, and then footsteps walking back toward the bedroom. He frowned, trying to prepare himself for whatever Kurloz had planned for him.

Kurloz walked back in dressed in new clothes, but spots of blood still stained his face.

The elder Makara walked over to the bed.

Gamzee opened his mouth to question the Capricorn, but before he could get a word out Kurloz's lips crashed against his, a tongue forcing its way into his mouth. Gamzee's eyes widened in shock as Kurloz grasped his hips and deepened the kiss, twisting his own tongue around Gamzee's.

The younger Makara tried desperately to shove Kurloz away, but the elder was stronger than him.

Kurloz grasped Gamzee's ass, and pulled from him, leering down at Gamzee with a hungry grin.

Gamzee hissed.

"What the fuck are you fucking doing!?"

Kurloz smirked.

"Claiming what is mine."

Ack so I'm going to finish this later. I will get to sex as soon as I can. one week tops. If It isnt finished by that deadline, then please message me with an angry letter stating: YOU PROMISED U liAR

Ok? ok. See you guys then

-Jay