Its been an hour. Face it, he's not coming. Now you're twice as bored as you were before. You scan the room, finding nothing new to entertain you. But, something did catch your eyes. A picture of Dave and you at the beach a sweep or so ago, before your own emotions went to hell. But this certain picture, oh it brings back a fond memory.
*flashback*
You sat on the beach curled up under an umbrella, on your towel. You watched as everyone had fun in the water. You wore your normal attire. A sweater, jeans and sneakers. At the beach. You kined your sneakers off laying back on your towel. You laid your head on your beachbag John brought for the day.A sudden silhouette covers your sun. You look up seeing Dave standing there smirking down at you.
"Come on Karkles the water feels great today!"
"In your dreamers Strider."
"At least dress the part would you." You sigh standing, undoing and dropping your jeans. You had trunks on under the jeans.
"Sweater?" You growl pulling it off throwing it on top of the beach bag.
"happy now?"
"Very much so. Now come enjoy yourself."
That day was the day you realized you liked Dave. he was one of the only people who could make you laugh or smile or happy. Everyone had ther picture taken that day. Dave pulled you into one with him. He did his normal cool guy pose and put his arm around you. You just stood there, flushing and staring at his arm. This night you all went back to your small hut. You stayed with John, Dave and Gamzee. Gamzee already toke some of his stash of sopor and passed out in his room. John was out on the porch watching the sun set. You were alone with Dave in his room.
"Yo Kar you gotta split." You scowled.
"Why should I? I'm staying!" Being your normal stubborn self.
"Fine then. Stay and get weird. Don't say i didn't warn you." Dave dropped his robe. You could see everything. EVERYTHING. His chiseled body, the small ab set he had, even his exposed human bits. You sat there staring for a small while. You couldn't lie. You wanted to touch him. he was gorgeous, perfect might you even say god like?
"Dude?" You snapped out of it noticing Dave pulling boxers on. "You okay?"
"Yes! Why wouldn't I be?!"
"You were staring and I couldn't get your attention."
"Sorry. I guess I just got distracted?"
"You've never seen a human body before have you?"
"no.." Dave smirks sitting next to you on the couch. He takes your hand. Where he places it next is what surprised you.
He places your hand on his clothed crotch.
"Go ahead. Have a feel." You move your hand, back rubbing it slowly. Dave blushes looking up at the ceiling. At first it was soft to the touch but once you rubbed it became hard.
"Karkat you can stop." Dave pushes your hand away. You see the newly found tent in his pants. After that you were kicked out. You went to you room and passed out soon after.
*end flash back*
Gog did he look hot and bothered after that. Just to think, what would of happened if Dave didn't stop you? What would of happened? Would he have calmly excused himself and leave or pin you to the bed and give it to you? The thought of that happening... well you liked it. Being pinned and helpless, to him. Then, just being roughly ravished. It turned you on in fact. You felt your pants grow tight. You look down at the moving fabric where your very own bulge was located. Fuck not now.
Maybe one touch wouldn't hurt? No, of course not.
You unbutton and unzip your jeans, sliding your hand down your pants into your shorts. Your greeted with the familiar slimy ,wet feeling of your bulge wrapping around your fingers. With the push of your free hand and a few shimmies and shakes your pants and boxers were around your knees. With bulge out and squirming for attention. You firmly grasp your bulge, sliding to the base. You flush a bright candy red. Your don't normally do this unless you need it. A small grunt escapes your lips. You look around noticing the the picture again. Starting to think about the events of that night.
Your mind wonders thinking, if you had the opportunity, what would Dave do to you? Tie you up, bound and gag you, and hav his way with you as you whined and begged for more. He could be into kinky shit, possibley spanking. He'd spank you for being his "naughty boy" or make you call him "daddy".
"Dave~" You whine out stroking faster. You need him bad. Gog did you need the sensation of his pearly white skin on your candy read dripping the thought of him watching you touch yourself was enough to satisfy you.
*click* OH FUCK! OH FUCK! THE DOOR! You never locked the door dumbass! You scarmble to pull your pants and boxers up.
*creak*
"Sorry for being so long Karkat." Dave walks in shutting the door.
"Hi!" You angrily blurted out.
"You okay?" He questioned as you flush harder.
"Yeah! Why wouldn't I be?!"
*Squirm Squirm* You quickly cross your legs and cover your legs with a blanket on the back of the couch. He raises an eyebrow. He looks suspicious.
"What's that red shit on your hand?"
"Oh... cherry juice... I spilled it on myself." You wiped your hand on your pants.
"Ah, I see. So, what do you you want to do?" Was Dave an option?
"U-Um... I don't really know. I have games. You want to play a game?" You stand dropping the blanket down and walk to a bookcase of games next to your door.
"Kitkat?"
"Yeah?"
"Why are your pants undone?"
