John's guest bedroom was larger than Jade's, or it appeared that way. The only piece of furniture in the room was a queen sized bed, cloaked in a very plain white comforter set. John seemed like a simple guy when it came to interior design so Karkat guessed the room fit his tastes.

Dave pulled a duffle bag out from the closet and tossed Karkat a baggy t-shirt and a new pair of boxers. "You know these aren't going to fit, right?"

"The boxers or the shirt?"

"Both."

"Yeah, I know. Guess you'll just have to wear the t-shirt then." Dave gave him a nervous little smile. It had been a while since they shared a room. And a bed. Karkat felt his face heat up. Dave's anxiousness was almost contagious.

"I guess the shirt it is." He tossed the boxers back to Dave and started to tug his own shirt off. He pulled the other one on and started to remove his pants. His underwear came down with them. A deliberate move. Karkat peeked to see Dave's reaction. Dave was staring silently, mouth slightly agape at Karkat's legs. "Aren't you going to get ready for bed?" Karkat asked pointedly sitting down and patting the sheets welcomingly.

"Oh, yeah. Yeah. Totally." Dave, obviously flustered, started flinging off his clothes and removed his shades until he was just in his skivvies. He flicked the lights off and hopped into bed next to Karkat. They were quiet for a while, Karkat, turned away from Dave, fidgeting, and Dave, staring quietly up at the ceiling without making a sound.

Karkat rolled his eyes and turned back around. "So..."

"So." Dave turned his way, expression cautious, hesitant.

"You haven't made one comment about how much you like my legs and that's worrying me."

Dave looked dumbfounded for a moment before he broke into laughter. "Babe, you know I love your legs. Prettiest thighs I've ever been between." Dave didn't say another word. But he also didn't touch him.

Karkat's brow furrowed. Something was wrong. Dave was scared. "D-do you want to touch them?" Karkat moved his leg over Dave's.

Karkat could tell even in the dark that a pretty red flush was tinting Dave's cheeks. He smiled. "Well, if you insist." He slipped his fingers under the hem of Karkat's shirt, trailing his thumb against his hip before sliding it back down. Karkat curled his legs closer so Dave could skim his hand behind his knee and down his calf. The cool petting felt pleasant on his heated skin. All at once Dave withdrew his hand. No. No. No. "What were we even fighting about the night all of this went wrong?"

Karkat was baffled by the question. "I-I think I was mad because you were making goo-goo eyes at some of the girls at your club." The issue seemed a bit lackluster now that they were in a world of shit.

"I wasn't making "goo-goo eyes". I winked at everybody in the audience. Entertaining is part of the job. I didn't mean to make you feel like that."

Karkat groaned and pulled the comforter over his head. "I know! I know you have to be a huge flirt and it drives me fucking insane. I was just… jealous... I'm sorry." Karkat reached across the bed and grabbed Dave's hand, moving it to rest on his hip. "Also stop being so skittish. I'm your boyfriend so you shouldn't be afraid to touch me."

"I didn't know since I figured you were still upset about not knowing my family business and all that."

"Dave, I am the son of a mob boss. You might be surprised to find I'm going to be highly sympathetic to your situation. Also, I want you to touch me."

Dave wasted no time rolling himself over Karkat's body. He moved the hand resting on Karkat's hip around his back, arching him up to bring them closer while the other helped him balance. "God, I need you so bad. I kept having to see you every day and I couldn't touch you." Dave buried his face in Karkat's neck. "It was hell, Kat. My own personal hell. Jesus, I missed your scent."

Karkat reached up and hooked his arms around Dave's neck, pulling him down. He pressed his knee into the space between Dave's thighs. Dave moaned quietly into his ear. "If John hears us we're going to be in trouble. He might kick us out for being bad house guests."

"Screw John. I have had to put up with his stupid pranking antics for days. He can handle one night without sleep." Dave nibbled at the conjunction of Karkat's neck and shoulder. Karkat curled his toes as Dave sucked at the sensitive skin.

"I hope you plan on taking this somewhere because I wasn't nearly as satisfied as you might have thought I was with that crap you pulled in the alleyway."

Dave chuckled. "You would have gone through with that? You wanted to get fucked in a place like that?" Karkat shivered. Dave nipped at his earlobe. "Kat, that's really dirty."

Karkat whimpered.

Dave drew back and reached under the bed. Karkat took the moment of reprieve to stare at the ceiling, panting heavily and wondering how Dave got his voice to sound that low. The vibrations felt like they had gone straight to his dick. When Dave was above him once more, he had a small container in his hand. "You know, I was also pretty unhappy with how I had to leave you last time. That's why I went to the grocery store. Had to pick up a travel sized thing of lube in case we ran into the same problem."

"The grocery store… where you met my dad?"

"Yep."

"YOU BOUGHT LUBE IN FRONT OF MY DAD?!"

"I also bought Twizzlers. That's when we met in the candy aisle. I don't think he really cared much about the lube. Probably just thought I needed something to spank it with."

Karkat groaned. "Oh my god. My life is over. I'll never be able to show my face around my family ever again." He buried his face in his hands. "I might have to change my name and move."

"Well, that's a little overdramatic."

Karkat peeked out from between his fingers. "You killed my boner, asshole."

"Well, shit. That needs immediate rectifying." Dave pushed himself down and pulled Karkat's lower half forward. He bent his head down in between his legs.

Karkat almost wished he had kept his underwear on so that he had some time to register Dave springing an impromptu blow job on him. "Shit! Wait!" One of Karkat's hands gripped the sheets, while the other went to his mouth to stifle any embarrassing sounds that tried to escape. Dave slipped his lips over him and took him deep in one fell move. Karkat's breathing was coming out erratic and fast. He looked down at Dave's face. He was watching Karkat's as he moved up and down over his shaft. Heat was beginning to pool at the pit of Karkat's stomach. He was so close. He was going to scream. He was going to-

Dave slipped his mouth off of Karkat. Karkat sat up. "You motherfucker!"

Dave laughed. "Shh! You're going to wake up the whole block."

"Then do it right!" Karkat whispered loudly.

Dave smiled up at him, apparently pleased with his antics. He went back to work, teasing the urethra with his tongue, sometimes coiling around the tip.

"Shit! Dave!" The focus on such a sensitive area was too much. "Wait! Pull away! I'm going to-" Dave deep throated him once more. He moved up and down on him like he had done previously only faster. He continued the motion as Karkat rode out his orgasm. Karkat threw his head back and let out a cry of delicious relief.

Dave sat up and rested his head on the inside of Karkat's thigh, which was in turn being supported by Dave's hand. His legs were too weak to stay up on their own for the moment. "Was that good or was that good?"

Karkat didn't know whether he wanted to kick him or kiss him. He had a white line of dribble hanging from his chin. "You are such fucking dork. Please wipe that shit eating grin off your face."

Dave wiped off the cum staining his chin. "Not shit but I did just ingest it so whatever."

"You did not."

"Do I have to open my mouth for you to check? Look, daddy, I swallowed all my medicine." Dave opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out.

"No! No! No! No! Stop with the daddy kinkster horseshit! That is the last straw! Please bring your face up here so I can kiss you so stupid you no longer can form words like that."

"With pleasure." Dave slid back up and brought his lips down on Karkat's.

"You. Know. You haven't. Used. That lube. Yet," Karkat interjected between kisses.

He felt Dave smile against his mouth. "Good call." He picked up the lube again from the other side of the bed and squeezed some out. He warmed it by rubbing it around on his fingers some before pressing one to Karkat's entrance. He traced the outside teasingly and Karkat felt himself clench down on nothing. Slowly, Dave entered him. The finger flicked around until it finally curled up and touched the spot that made Karkat sing. "Ready for another finger?" Dave's voice was gentle and cautious and everything Karkat loved.

He nodded, too busy biting his bottom lip to say anything. Dave pressed their mouths together again before adding in another finger, attempting to stop Karkat from gnawing his lip raw. Dave's fingers curled and uncurled every once in a while as he continued to stretch Karkat out.

"Dave... Just put it in already," Karkat breathed out, trying to keep calm. But he could feel tears stinging the back of his eyes.

"I don't think you're ready yet. Just a little more."

Impatient, Karkat pushed Dave off of him and rolled over to straddle his hips. "If you don't get in me right now, I will cut off your cock. Rule of evolution: You don't use it, you lose it."

"That rule has actually been disproven. It's- Woah." Karkat pulled Dave's boxers down and wrapped his fingers around Dave's dick. He lined it up with his entrance, carefully trying to keep it wide with his other hand. Dave's hands were planted at his hips, keeping him steady.

Slowly, Karkat managed to ease down on Dave's cock. "Is it… Is it in all the way yet?"

Dave was making soft little panting noises. "Not… yet."

"Dave, I need you to-." Karkat tried to move himself farther down.

"I got you, babe." Dave thrust the rest of the way up into Karkat. Karkat let out a surprised gasp. "You wanna move now or should I?" Dave's question was meant to provoke.

Karkat's hands rested on Dave's chest. He looked up at him with wet eyes. "Move, damn it," He begged.

Without another word Dave began thrusting his hips up and into Karkat. He angled himself properly, aiming for the spot he had previously found with his fingers. Karkat arched over top of him, head thrown back and arms now grasping Dave's thighs for support. "You're so beautiful, Kat. I missed you so much. I love you." Dave let the words spill out an innumerable amount of times. Karkat twitched and clenched around Dave as the praises soaked in. His mouth tried to form the words he wanted to say back but he was incoherent, only managing to breathe and moan.

Karkat reached down and gripped himself. He started stroking to Dave's pace, slowly becoming undone. The rhythm Dave had been keeping was beginning to get more erratic and frantic. Seconds later he was tossing back his head and groaning as he spilled into Karkat. The feeling of Dave's warmth filling him was enough to push Karkat over the edge as well. He racked with pleasure until he was unable to remain sitting up. He fell forward into Dave's awaiting arms. They curled around him and Dave's hand wandered, weaving into his hair, trailing the line of his back, giving his ass a happy squeeze.

"Wow. No reservations about touching me now are there?"

Dave didn't answer. He had his eyes closed, kissing the top of Karkat's head repeatedly.

"Well? What do you have to say for yourself?" Karkat tried to slide up and get on eye level with Dave but he received a kiss to his lips upon arrival. "Dave."

"Hmm?" Dave smiled and nuzzled into Karkat's neck.

"Dave."

"Yes?" His voice came out floaty and high.

"You sound like a lovesick idiot."

"I am a lovesick idiot."

Karkat snorted and pushed himself off of Dave, allowing himself, instead, to be pulled into the position of little spoon. "I guess I am too."

Karkat felt Dave press against his ass and he flinched. "Heres hoping for a round two tonight."

Karkat snickered and cuddled in closer, "We've got a shit ton of sex to catch up on so you better be goddamn well prepared for more than two rounds."

Dave presented no arguments.