sorry if there's typos i had to hurry! I'M SO SORRY FOR BEING SUCH A HORRID UPDATER. I'LL FIX IT I SWEAR!
Late into the night, 11pm to be exact, Karkat awoke to a sight that damn near made him flip his shit. Wrapped around him, John slept peacefully totally unaware that anything was happening, Karkat's heart beat fast; what did this mean and how the sweet fuck did this happen? Of course he was over joyed, he had been flushed for this little fuck for god knows how long, but with all of his talk about "not being a homosexual" he never believed his feelings were reciprocated. He'd watched enough RomCom's in his day to know that this could lead nowhere PG, he smiled nervously not really knowing where to go from here, should he wake John up? The human was so close, his heat had been keeping Karkat warm all night apparently, it was glorious, even though the covers had been kicked off sometime in the night he was snug in the other boys' arms.
He was hesitant in his movements untwining his arms from around John's neck reaching a, shaking, hand out he gentle rubbed the others arm.
"John?"
His voice cracked from the previous grogginess of just waking and the anxiousness that had taken hold of him. John did not respond, still fast asleep, so Karkat tried again praying his voice would not betray him.
"Hey, John? Get up."
Bright blue eyes fluttered open out of their bleariness, Karkat watched as John slowly put together the situation. He felt a tremor travel through John's body; his cheeks dusted a dark red that Karkat could vaguely make out despite the darkness.
"Fuck, he's cute for a human…What the hell am I talking about? He's cute period, human or troll this little nooksucker is precious."
Wincing at the unmanly thought he distracted himself by teasing John, "So," he paused smirking, "Not a homosexual, huh?"
"Karkat!"
John was on the verge of tears, and his voice reflected that. Karkat didn't mean to make him so upset, shit he figured that John would be more resilient seeing as how he made the first move. Sighing aloud Karkat pulled the boy closer to him, wiping the tears away before they could fall, gazing into John's eyes. He swallowed hard, still nervous himself in spite of the collected persona he was playing.
John was still shaking, a slight yelp came from him when Karkat had pulled them closer, his mind was fuddled, shouldn't Karkat be mad at him?
"I'm sorry, I-"
He was going to apologize for this whole mess, but was interrupted when Karkat leaned in, kissing underneath this left eye, then his right, and finally leaving a soft peck on his lips. With each surprisingly tender kiss John felt more secure in the fact maybe Karkat wanted this as much as he did. John's eyes fluttered as he processed this bit of information. His mouth moved to say something, yet nothing came out, and instead of using words he used his body to convey the emotions he felt. A trembling hand tangled itself in Karkats hair, while the other grabbed hold of the trolls shirt, pulling him back into another kiss.
John's lips were soft, softer than anything Karkat had ever felt before; he never wanted them to move away from his own. He lowered John on the bed, making trails with his fingers up and down the boy's neck. Karkat wanted to explore every part of him, he wanted to become familiar with the different anatomy, Karkat wanted more than anything to become so familiar with every part of John that it was almost like they were one being.