Aghhh! I'm sorry for short updates, but I-

Oh fuck it, no excuses, I'm just sorry.

Just so you know, things are getting hotter over the next few chapters (including this one) and because it's hard to imply, the horns ARE an erogenous zone for the trolls. Just warning you. The chapters will probably get a little longer too, as I get a bit more comfortable with the story as a whole.

Thanks for reading, by the way! Reviews are very much appreciated!

-z/S

Karkat Vantas

You're smiling up at her, beaming. The coolkid is a ways away from the two of you, intently watching. You have a kind look on your face, one that shows just how much you love her, and not how much you want her.

And she's standing there, mesmerized by your expression. You stand up, rising a head taller than her. She shivers. Her horns come up to your lower lip, the perfect height advantage. She's looking up at you, and slowly wraps her arms around your neck, pulling herself up to snuggle her head in the crook of your neck, breathing slowly and deeply. Your arms instinctually wrap around her waist, and you steal a quick glance at the blonde across the room, who is now red in the face and trying to hide it. You smirk and bring your attention back to the beautiful blind girl in your arms. Her face is starting to flush, and you just can't help but to nuzzle her ear. Sighing, she clings to your neck, lifting her feet off the ground.

"So where are we going?" she asks you, with a light, airy voice. You smile, not answering, just starting to walk. It's a little difficult with her legs in the way, so you pull them up around your waist, one at a time. She lets out a faint gasp, but doesn't protest. On your way to the secluded room you set up (y'know, in case she changed her mind whenever you asked), you glance at her every so often. Her cheeks are bright teal, and you can't help but think about how romantic, how amazing this will be...

She shifts a little in your arms, pulling closer. Her breasts are full on pressed up against you, and you can feel them... ah... so well, even though she's wearing a bra. As you two turn the last corner, you can already feel a small tent of manhood forming between your legs. You open the door, and walk in, closing it behind you. She slips down off of you, taking a whiff. There was a king-size bed, and an equally as big recoupracoon. A dark red sofa sat in front of a coffee table, which stood in front of a lit fireplace.

"Did you set this up?" she whispers, turning back toward you.

The corners of your mouth turn up again. All this bullshit just made you smile like an asshole. "Yeah, smell good?"

She gives you that adorable alligator grin. "Not as good as you right now, Karkles."

Your smile widens. You reach a hand up to the side of her neck, pulling her closer. Finally your lips touch, and she moves in ever so slowly, wrapping her arms around your neck once again. You lift her up in the same way as you did when you carried her here, and her hands tangle in your hair. Sitting down on the bed, you take a position where she's straddling you. You lean in and kiss her, more passionately this time. Her hands slip down from her hair and to your shirt, undoing the buttons one at a time, from the top down.

God damn tease.

Once all the buttons were undone, she slips the shirt off your shoulders. Your breath hitches. God fucking dammit Vantas, calm down! This is what you've been waiting for, right? So don't fucking screw it up by getting nervous!

Inner you was right, what if she took it the wrong way? Or worse, mentioned it to someone? Like Kanaya? Or, gog forbid, Strider. Her chilly hands started exploring your now bare chest. Feeling, memorizing each line and muscle. She pulls away, and before you can ask what was wrong, you're trying to hold back a moan, because her tongue is all over you. Licking the pathways and lines she had merely been touching only a moment before. You know you should do something for her... but it just... feels... hnng. Her tongue strays a little south, and you let out a grunt, anticipating. But she only comes back up to your mouth, as if to say "your turn", leaving you quite hot and bothered.

Gently, you slip your tongue into her mouth, holding her to you by keeping you hands on her cheeks. One of them slides quietly up her head, through her hair. You gently twirl the locks around your finger, circling. Slowly you make your way up to her horns, and stroke one of them gently. She moans into your mouth, causing a shiver to run through you. You rub a little faster, and circle around the tip, then dip down to the base, and back up. She bites your lip, trying to keep from crying out in pleasure. You smirk into your sloppy makeouts. Your other hand slips off of her cheek and up the girls shirt, exploring with a feather light touch. She squirms, but you can tell she doesn't mind. You somehow make your way up to her upper back, where a thin strap of lace is hooked together. Easily unhooking the thing (yes, with one hand, because you are just that fucking talented), you let it hang there for a minute, before pulling away completely to bring her shirt over her head. Her arms lift up lazily when needed, and she slips off the bra herself. You stare for a moment, then lean in and nuzzle her neck, kissing it gingerly, and letting your fangs bite down ever so slightly. She gasps, then proceeds to nibble on your ear. So this is how you're doing it? You smirk into her beautiful gray skin, continuing to bite and suck, but also bringing your hands around to massage her breasts, squeezing, stroking, and groping. She whimpers, reaching for your horns. All of a sudden, you can't focus, because of the pure bliss you're in. You lay back on the bed, pulling her with you. Your fingers slip downward, trembling from the continuous horn rubbing, reaching for her buttons... and...

"Karkat..." she mutters, sounding breathless. You pretend like you don't hear her, you're so close. She says it again "Karkat." you undo the button and the zipper quite fast, slipping her pants off. "Karkat!" She repeats, louder this time. Was she trying to get your attention? You doubt it, but you still hesitate. Now she knows you heard her, but you persist onward, hoping she won't notice. As you slip your own pants off as well, she repeats, even louder. "Karkat! Sto-" but suddenly her lips became very busy. Her eyes widen and she pushes away, sitting up so fast she nearly falls off the bed "Stop!" she shouts.

You sit up slowly, watching her carefully. "What did I do?" You ask, a bit more harsh than you intended. She flinches, right as you realize you were being too mean.

"You're going too fast for me! I- I'm not ready for this yet!" she yells at you, getting noticeably more irritated by the minute.

You stare at her, completely dumbfounded. She had seemed so... into it. "Then why did you come with me here?" You shout back.

She shakes her head at you, getting off the bed and standing up "Is that the only reason you brought me here? To fuck me and then dump me as soon as you realized I was no good at it? Was that the whole point of this matespritship? To just... just..." she shakes her head again, looking like she's about to cry. You soften your expression, finally realizing what was happening. You get up, and attempt to comfort her.

CRACK

Suddenly the entire left side of your face stings like a son of a bitch. The force had actually knocked you over. You hear shuffling of cloth, and soft sobs. Then the door opens and slams shut.

Good fucking job Vantas, you fucked it up, and you got beat up by a girl.