[[Note: Example One Shot. Pretend the review said "Skyrimstuck of Karkat and Terezi; first time sexytimes between the two after a long time traveling together, in Karkat's POV."

This actually is just along the story that I made for myself of Karkat being a prisoner of the Imperials and Terezi comes and saves him to take him to Alternia of Skyrim and blah blah blah, Terezi is the dragonborn and then romance ensues.]]

Story #00.
Karkat x Terezi.
Word Count: 1744
Requested by "eulpie".

Our adventure has been exhausting, and I guess in turn we've grown a bit fond of each other? Or, at least, I knew I was definitely fond of Terezi.

What was funny, though, was that we weren't even fucking close to Alternia. Well, we were in a logical sense; closer to Alternia than to Helgen, where we began our journey. But, oh well. We still had to hit, like, a dozen places and whatever. And I only pray to...to whoever the fuck that we don't run into another fucking dragon. That nearly killed us, despite having the fucking dragonborn alongside me.

But, after everything, as we stumbled into a cabin we rented for the night in Winterhold, I was thankful she had come to my rescure in the first place. Grumbling as I fumbled with my attire, I realized I should thank her finally.

"Hey, Terezi," my voice isn't as loud I had tried for.

"What is it, Karkat?" Hers too.

"Thanks," I keep my eyes on my boots as I struggle to take them off.

"Well, like I said, you can get the next room we rent, so-"

"No." I sit up straight in my wooden chair to peer across the room at her. She returned the favor, perking up on the window sill she had chosen to sit on. Her red boots were strewn in the doorway along with a few articles of her and my own clothes. I take a moment, dully noting her half nudity if it weren't for her undergarments. It's nothing I haven't seen before, what with basically living with her on the road for this fucking entire year.

"No, I mean...thank you. For, you know, rescuing me and whatever. It means a lot to me."

I flinch as I hear myself; my gratitude sounds sarcastic and shitty, but the smile that parts her black lips reassures me. I smile back.

"You're welcome, Karkat. I'm glad I saved you."

My head inclined involuntarily, but I try to ignore the strange remark. Or is it a flattering remark?

Standing to my feet, I take off my shirt. I stand there for a moment or two, in my boxers, before climbing into the huge bed. "I wish there was some way to repay you," I began slowly, diving the bed with the body pillow that had been lying in wait to be used. I had shoved all the blankets to her side, claiming the sheets as my own, just as we always done every time we were required to share a room. Which was, in actuality, a lot of the time.

She climbed in after me and slipped under her respective covers. "You know, she started, sitting on her elbow and looking at me over the body pillow. I mimicked her, staring at her in the dim light of the fireplace that sat across the room. "There is something you could do, for little old me." Although her eyes are red and sightless, I can see the determination in them.

I stare at her. For a little while, I expect her to ask me to go and fetch some food. I respond accordingly with a sigh.

"What do you want from the shop?"

She giggles warmly, inching closer. I can feel the bed shift under her weight, my eyes widening slightly as she removed the body pillow, setting it at our heads. Suddenly, the blanket was being shared between the two of us, and her body heat was more than enough to wake me up entirely as our chests touched. "You're adorable, Karkat."

"Am not," I retort instinctively, but it was nothing more than a husky whisper, her lips were suddenly brushing mine and I could barely remember my own name. Carrot top or something, right?

"Oh, but you are." We were sharing oxygen and I can taste her breath. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. This was really happening. Was it? God, I hope it is.

The erection in my boxer shorts told me it was.

Suddenly, there was no space between us, and her lips were moving against mine. My head hit the pillow as she climbed onto me.

Then, her moist lips were gone, and my eyes opened. She was sitting up with a sly expression on her front, her hands on my chest. I frowned, not of anger, but of confusion and impatience. I've been waiting for this for, like, ever, and she's just going to sit there and grin at me?

"What?"

Instead of a verbal response, I got a wriggle of her hips; a motion I could feel all too well. Fuck, she found my penis.

"You're hard already? I knew I was cunning, but I had no idea I was capable of giving a boner in 0.5 seconds."

Usually, the remark would piss me off for every reason, but right now, all I could manage was a smirk. She smiled, dipping down until our lips met again. I was relishing in the contact, my hands slithering up her bare thighs. I snapped her panties once, slipping my fingers under the red silk. Her obsession with the colour was a little strange, given her blood colour, but right now I couldn't care less.

I snaked my hands further up, loving every inch of her soft skin. I found the bra strap and untied it hastily, tossing it aside and pressing the back of my head into the pillow to break the kiss. She sat up again, allowing me a clear view of her front. I barely noted the teal blush over her nose, aware of my own heated face. Then she smiled, and I felt like I was melting.

Her hands were on mine, guiding them to her hips, where she parted ways with my limbs to place them on my face. She lifted her rear, and I slowly got the drift.

I pulled her panties down, pulling them over her thighs then to her knees, where she slipped out of them and threw them aside. Next came my boxers, which she gingerly removed. I flushed as her eyes remained on my length, and I could feel it twitch under the pressure of being ogled. Gulping hard, I waited for her to come back up from my lap, but she never did. However, much to my enjoyment, her lips were suddenly around my cock, and I was drowning in pleasure.

"Fuck," I groaned, lacing my fingers through her hair. I pinched her horn, receiving a hum around my erection. Wow, it felt incredibly better than a music note ever had. It went further into her mouth, and suddenly the tip was touching a moist surface, one of which I deduced to being the back of her throat. I moaned as the feeling was dismissed, and her lips crashed back into mine.

I moved my hips with hers, a rhythm finding itself in the movement. I couldn't decide what to grab ahold of, so I let my hands roam her body freely. This was not my first time with a person but holy-fucking-shit it was better than any other experience so far.

"Fuck me," she growled ferally in my ear, her sharp teeth grazing the skin.

I obliged mindlessly, flipping her onto her back and stooping over her. I drank in her body and face and just fucking everything, I wanted to plunge deep inside of her and never let go.

Yanking her legs up and setting them on my hips, I positioned myself. I scanned her expression; she was watching me closely, her teeth digging into her bottom lip. I worked myself in, slowly thrusting into her entrance. She swallowed hard on what I assumed to be pleasure as I let my length fill her entirely.

I waited a few moments, the pain that had come over her face erased, replaced by content as she wrapped her legs around my waist, urging me to move. She removed her arms from behind her head, wrapping them around my neck. I sighed with glee as I began to move my pace, thrusting into her. I didn't know how she liked this at all, and I was honestly feeling a little under pressure. She was probably so incredibly skilled and everything and here I was, just fucking sticking my dick in her, and I still didn't know if I was doing a good job.

I frowned, burying my face in her shoulder as I began to thrust with more might, my hips rocking and slamming against her ass as I began to pound. I mean, it wasn't horribly hard, but the feeling was making me pant and beg myself for more. I could hear her doing the same, her sweet whispers of praise echoing in my ears.

"Harder," she groaned.

I complied with faint ecstasy, hammering into her. I could feel her convulse under me, and I couldn't help myself but to lift up slightly, pressing my lips to hers. I could hear the vague sound of a moan caught in her throat, but it died as she deepened the kiss, running her hands through my hair. Fuck, she was rubbing my horns now, I can't even keep my torso up now as she fondles my fucking horns. I can feel my eyes roll back slightly as drool percolates, soaking the sheets.

"I'm gonna come," I groan, unsure of what she wants me to do. When she only tightens her grip around my waist with her legs, I give one more thrust, as deep as I can, before I climax. I assume she did, too, because the collective spasms and moans had occurred at the same moment. I pant heavily, collapsing onto her.

Her arms are around me now, and I roll off of her, wrapping my own arms around her and pulling her close.

"I love you," she sighs.

I swallow hard as sleep begins to take over. "I love you, too."

There, I fucking admitted it.