A/N Yesss...This is the next chapter...because I'm bored on the computer. In a few sentences of this, my inner perv came out, though...Be warned... Also, I never knew how good reviews felt...Anywho..I just wanna say, thanks you all. And you rock. This one goes out to you, awesome reviewers.
Just a Kiss: Chapter 2
Karkat just sat there, blinking and mumbling unsure words, even as the outside air grew cold, clammy and uncomfortable. He had considered going inside, but John was inside, and he couldn't risk the chance of seeing him again anytime soon. So he just sat there, sorting out his thoughts in the dense, unforgiving atmosphere around him, sad, cold, and alone.
No I Don't Want To Say Goodnight
I Know It's Time To Leave, But You'll Be In My Dreams
Tonight
Meanwhile, John was having trouble sleeping. He thrashed about, trying to forget the light tingling sensation felt in the very depths of his body when their lips touched gently, then escalated into something...different. That's the only word he could find to describe it. He moaned while thinking about the warm wetness of Karkat's tongue on his lower lip, even if it was only for a second. [A/N: That was one of the 'inner perv' parts.] The words "not a homosexual" flashed in and out of his head when he considered the experience to be even remotely 'good'. He clutched his head in an attempt to keep his thoughts together and sat up, giving up on sleep altogether. "If he really means nothing to me in that way..." His thoughts rang out in his skull and spilled out of his mouth for the last part "...Then why can't I stop thinking about it...?" He sighed and decided to settle this, standing from the bed to open his bedroom door.
Karkat couldn't take it. These memories, sensations, and emotions were eating away at his very core, leaving it raw. He had to do something, anything, to stop the pain. Suicide sounded nice. He stood, wavering on his feet and walked to the door that had been left open, and melancholic-ally pushed it open, just to have John be pushed against him, crashing their lips together for the second time that day. The fire intensified, flaring deep inside of both of them as the kiss started accelerating as well. John's hands curled and tangled in Karkat's hair, and all thoughts of suicide evaporated in Karkat's mind, as did all thoughts of unsureness in John's. Karkat hesitated a bit, but then proceeded to press his tongue to John's lower lip. It got quickly accepted, rendering Karkat as elated as possible for a being that contained so much hatred and apathy. John pulled away, a small string of saliva connecting them, and spoke softly, breath softly hitting the troll's face. "I...I think that I-I might like you..." Karkat would have laughed if it wasn't for the raw, newly formed emotion practically slapping him in the face. "Shut up and come here, you fuckass." And he did.
A/N: Dang, I REALLY have to find a way to make my fanfictions longer. Anyway, hope you liked my short drabble-like thing, 'cause I know I liked writing it. Read and review. It makes me happy. I really like doing this, and I'll try to write other fanfictions as well. In the meantime, bye!
Mo-Mo the Malicious