"You know, it doesn't hurt to think about other things once you end up here." Porrim whispered into Karkat's ear.

His back shot straight up at what he thought the notion could mean. Reaching for his now room temperature glass of tea. He empty the glass in several big gulps. Then he sat it on the table in front of them with shaky hands.

"Fuck that was some good tea, well it's been a fucking blast, but I should get going." After he spoke Porrim pressed her lips against his, making all the blood rush to his head. Feeling the cold metal sensation of her lip piercing working to great effect with the steamy kiss. Karkat struggled to pull back, but upon doing so left him panting as if he had just ran all over paradox space.

"Why are you leaving so soon dear? Talking things out wasn't the only thing I had planned." She said with a mischievous smile.

"Look I- No I mean-" As he stuttered to find his words, Porrim found them for him.

"Fuck it?"

He swallowed the air around himself and replied, "Yes."

This time Karkat took the intuitive and pressed his lips unto hers. Porrim invited his eagerness, even going as far as putting both her arms around the back of his neck, to push him further into the kiss.

His hands unclenched from being fists, be can to roam across her back. Feeling the soft skin that was exposed by her dress with his warm palms. Taking his head even further into the passionate exchange til they both broke free from it.

Both of their foreheads pressed against each other for support, while the two where both gasping for air.

"Was it... In your plan... To go further?" he asked while still caressing her back.

Porrim looked back at him with a wicked smile, "Yes."

She moved her arms down from behind his neck to the bottom of his black sweater and lifted the fabric over his head. Tossing it on the floor away from them.

Karkat then moved his hands to the straps of her dress and moved them off her shoulders, unveiling her breasts. Needless to say his blood had stop rushing to his head after all the attention.

"Shit you look great, I mean you look pretty?" He abruptly said. Porrim showed her own reply by planting small kisses from his chest up to his neck. While Karkat moaned from the response he placed his hands under her chest and began to press them together.

Causing Porrim to arch back from his neck at the warm touch with a gasp. Then he began moving his wrists clockwise upon the soft flesh as he moved to rub the nipples with his thumbs. He then cupped her breast in each hand and squeezed gently to not only grasp the softness in his hands but the hardness of the nipples.

Trying to regain her posture, Porrim forced her self back over to Karkat's neck. While he took it as a chance to move from her chest to her rear. Grabbing both firm cheeks along with the last bit of fabric separating them from him.

"Hey Karkat." moaned Porrim.

"Yes?" he replied.

"I hope you don't mind, but I lied about saying I won't bite." she stated. Then after she found the spot she was looking for, she started kissing and licking that area on his neck. Karkat was too lost in feeling her ass along with the passionate kiss that was over his shoulder, to care too much about what she had told him.

Porrim bit down on his neck causing him to suddenly squeak from the pain. If she hadn't been drinking the ironically candy flavor blood she would tell him on the spot how adorable the sound he made was. Karkat on the other hand was gritting his teeth with shut eyes and hands still gripped to her rear even tighter.

Trying to make up his mind to welcome the pain with the little pleasure it was bringing him. Porrim on the hand wanted to end her little ritual earlier but found it very hard to quit. The candy red blood was turning out to be as addictive as the owner.

Karkat could feel himself loosing his grip and his energy. Placing his head over her shoulder while letting go of her ass, he rouse his hands back to her back. Porrim took the hint as a alarm and moved her head away as fast as she could.

"I'm so sorry Karkat, it was just too good to stop. Are you alright?" She asked pleadingly.

His eyes half open where staring right back at hers. Making him angry that he was making her worry, and he said, "Don't fucking bother... I'm use to blood loss..."

Trying to put on his own smile before falling back on the arm rest of the couch and passing out.

Author's Commentary: Despite this chapter being the shortest so far. I'll just be aiming to make the next one longer in the future.