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YUSH. MORE DAVEKAT GOODNESS. Oh, and that means more procrastination. Possibly even writer's block. Woohoo. NOTE: When I put **** it means I'm switching P.O.V. I might not be doing it often and the whole P.O.V. switch might be short, but it's something I think I should tell you.
"Two can play that game," Karkat blurted out. He currently was sitting on his bed, hugging his legs close to chest. Yesterday still bugged him, he knew Strider would never let that one slide. He might've have been so starstruck yesterday but he still denied the feelings he kept locked in his heart. Even so, he still wanted to see Strider beg for him ,as awkward as it sounds he only wanted to see it because he'd be playing with the of that cocky player. A smile(Yes, I said smile.) formed on his lips as his deviously muttered, "I know exactly what to do."
Maybe he had seen too many Romcoms to think this move might work, but he was pretty sure even an overly cool guy would fall for this. He was fiddling with his fingers with a panicked look on his face, he seemed confident at first but was getting nervous while he searched for Strider. Avoiding him sounded tempting, but he needed to do this. He needed to win this game and destroy the blonde's reputation. The thought sort of helped reassure the troll, but only by a little bit. As soon as he spotted his target he heaved out a sigh to cool his sense and went over to him.
Karkat put his arm around Strider, his hand removing the shirt a bit and he rubbed against his stomach and to his chest, his right hand was also caressing the area near the blonde's shaft. Strider tensed up at the surprise, but soon loosened up showing that he loved it. He whispered suggestive things to the boy, the words reaching to his neck because of their height difference which didn't matter anymore. Baring with the awful thing he was doing, he slid his hand into his pants and trying not to shudder softly petted the teen's member. He moaned in pleasure which signaled Karkat to slowly take out his hand from his pants, the other out his shirt.
"Got'cha Strider," he confidently told him before leaving him in the dust.
Dave was glad he had shades to cover the mixed feelings he had at the moment. Though frustrated he was desperate for more, yet he was also surprised Karkat would even decide to do this. He knew Karkat would flip his shit about yesterday, but he never expected Karkat would continue it. Now, for his own honor returned, he'd just have to keep playing. Dave was too cool to fall for that pussy and he was too awesome to lose.
"Let the games begin."
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Yeah, I know, this chapter was really short, but the suspense was needed right? Can't have suspense without a short chapter.
