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"John..." Dave whispered in the dark, his arms were firmly in place around the younger. "John, I love you..." he whispered softly, and swallowed. "I want you to be happy and I need you to tell me something..." He kissed the back of John's head. "If... do you still love him?"

John was taken aback by the question, he paused for a moment before answering. "Dave, I love you with all my heart but I would never lie to you. I care about him deeply, but I would never..."

"Shhhh... it's cool dude, because... I think I may have a little man-crush." Dave chuckled, "But don't get me wrong, no way I'd ever leave you for that dumb shit either." John's worries were extinguished and he smiled.

"What if we... took the room... that is open?" John proposed, turning red.

"Whoa, dude, we have an entire apartment to ourselves. Little privacy, you know?" Dave told John quickly, not seemingly fond of the idea.

John smiled. "Yeah, I figured as much. And our apartment is nice..." he leaned back into Dave, relaxing. "...Dave..?"

"Hm?"

"I'm not tired..." John whispered quietly.

Dave smirked. "I know exactly what you mean." He scooted himself around John so that he faced the brunet, his eyes were just barely visible in the moonlight. He smirked and gently pressed his lips to John's, humming quietly as he ran a hand through his dark hair.
With a gentle push John was on his back, Dave pinning him to the mattress. He gently pressed his lips to his lover's, entangling their limbs together. Dave's mapped out John's body; passionately feeling every inch of him before pulling from his lips. Scanning John, he started trailing kisses down from his chin and to his chest.

John hummed softly and cosed his eyes, his body reacted for him and he arched his back up into Dave. Anticipation hit him like a bullet as Dave sucked gently on his nipple and John exhaled, feeling himself start to become more aroused. His flushed and ran a hand shakily through Dave's pure white hair, a lustful yet loving look in his blue eyes. "Ah... Dave..." His lover smiled and continued, sucking harder now. With John's moan of approval he swirled his tongue around and carefully bit down. This caused John to arch up, emitting the most shameless noises that made Dave's hair stand on end. He bit down harder and John made a pitiful whine.

When he pulled away John moaned softly, relaxing. Dave kicked off the sheets, smirking as his handy work had produced a burning erection from his lover. "Excited are we...?" He asked smugly, hooking a finger around the elastic of John's boxers and John did his best to quiet himself. Dave slowly slipped his hand into John's boxers, massaging his skin just around his hips. He ducked his head and nudged John's erection with his teeth, nipping through the thin fabric. An excited gasp was all Dave needed to know he could continue, he quickly stripped John of his boxes and discarded them on the floor. He could feel his own erection growing in his own boxers and the tightness started to itch around his new found arousal.

Dave hovered just over John's arousal, stroking his balls gently. He gave a smile and brought his lips down to John's tip, giving him a quick nip. John gasped, jerking up into Dave to which he gladly accepted the member into his mouth. He sucked on the head gingerly, lapping up the precum that escaped his lover. John watched, he was panting now and could barely contain the sounds slipping from his mouth.

He pulled back with a pop and watched John for a moment, a hand going to the growing bulge in his now tight boxers and he stroked himself. "Why don't you moan for me John...?" John moaned deeply as Dave started to rub himself more roughly. "Mmm... John, beg..."

"D-Dave..." John moaned. "P-Please stop teasing... ahh... I want you inside of me... please Dave..." He whined as Dave scooted closer to him. "I need you... fuck me please Dave..."
"What... was that...?" Having discarded his boxers, Dave rubbed his groin against John's causing the other to buck up into him.

"A-Ahhh... Daaave..." John hissed, wrapping his arms around Dave's shoulders. "P-Please.. fuck me... I want you to fuck me Dave..." The pair greedily grinded against one another, sparks flying between them as the kissed.

"Lube..." Dave whispered, pulling back. John motioned to the nightstand and Dave grabbed it quickly. He squirted the liquid into his hand and moved down John, planting a kiss here and there. Dave moved John's legs up around his thighs and touched his fragile entrance angelically. John exhaled, trying to relax as Dave carefully massaged his entrance with the chilling lubricant. As carefully as his greedy hands could manage, he inserted a finger inside of John.

Pleasure tickled John on the inside as he relaxed into the feeling. Upon inserting the second finger Dave brushed against his prostate and he moaned breathily. Taking note of where to please him, Dave pushed in the third finger and started to scissor John. He pushed his hand in deeply, hitting John's spot once again.

"A-Ahh..." John moaned, and Dave smiled. He started ramming his fingers mercilessly against John causing him to shriek with pleasure. "Dave! Oh fuck~!" With one final slam he scissored John's entrance and lined up his tip, brushing against John lightly. "Pleeeease... just..." He whined as Dave moved John closer, setting up his legs on his shoulders.

Dave put his hands on either side of John as he slowly pushed his way inside of him. He groaned deeply as he felt John's tight hole close around his base. He marveled at the warmth that surrounded his fully hardened length. He let out a content, "Ahhh..." and decided to pull back a bit, positioning himself upwards.

Inaudible speech came tumbling from John's mouth as he hit John's prostate once again. "Do you want it hard, John?" Dave leaned forward and hissed in his ear. "Should I pound you into this fucking bed like it is no one's fucking business?" he nipped at John's ear.
"Y-Yes..." He moaned, his breathing already ragged as sweat dripped from his head. He looked at Dave with pleading eyes; pupils large with arousal as he dug his hands into the sheets.

One quick jerk of his hips sent John into orbit and Dave pounded into him, moaning all he while. He was dead on John's sweet spot, hitting it with each thrust. He leaned forward, to make sure John's legs stayed on his shoulders as he continued thrusting into him. John's knees were by his chest, Dave's stomach was crushing his length and he could not believe how amazing Dave's body was. The way he was able to keep up his tempo, spot on every time was intoxicating and mesmerising.

"D-Daaaave!" John yelled out, now gripping onto Dave back. John dug his nails into Dave, he knew his lover enjoyed the pain and wanted to please him. Though it did nothing for him, he knew it was affecting Dave by how his thrusts suddenly became much harder. John was loosing control. "D-Dave! Ahhh! F-Faster pleeeease!"

Dave obliged, giving John his all. His moans and the sudden pain from his back was pushing him closer to the edge, but he knew he could hold on until John was finished. He closed his eyes, panting heavily as heat poured off of his skin in the form of sweat.

The bed creaked with the swaying motion that the two produced, their moans bouncing off of the walls. John was calling Dave's name, trying to hold on longer than he had been able to in the past. He could feel Dave's sleek skin beneath his nails, and was pretty sure he was close to drawing blood.

"D-David!" John called out, clinging tightly to his lover as white clouded his vision and he gasped. Pure pleasure wiped out the rest of his senses as he released. Dave moaned, clutching John tightly as he reached his own climax.

John groaned out the last bit of his strength left him, falling limp beneath his lover who shortly collapsed on top of him. their panting lasted for a long time before finally Dave spoke. "You are... amazing.. Egbert..." He breathed, kissing John's neck. "Fucking... incredible..."

John blushed and relaxed as Dave slid off to the side of him, embracing him tightly before the two fell asleep.

...

Peaceful dreams filled with luscious memories and bliss, everyone was smiling. It was calm, no raised voices, no one to tell him what to do. He smiled and found himself wanting to laugh, but then a strange voice called to him. he knew the voice very well; it was the source of his happiness.

"Gamzee..." Karkat hissed, shaking him gently. "Makara, wake up, you need to eat you stupid ass..." He shook him more and eventually Gamzee looked up from his sleep, blinking with confusion. "Up you go." Karkat mumbled, helping Gamzee sit. He slapped a plate of food in front of him. "Eat." He ordered and sat on the bed next to Gamzee.

"Ah... thank you motherfucker..." Gamzee grinned, taking a bite. "What 'bout you, bro?"
"I already ate..." Karkat lied, bringing his knees to his stomach and hugged them quietly.
When Gamzee finished he leaned back, sighing deeply. "You have really helped me, you know that...?"

Glancing at Gamzee, he gave a weak smile. He had always felt obligated to help the ones he cared about, no matter what they have done. "Yeah, sure." He gave his usual quick response, not wanting to draw out the 'shitty moment.'

Gamzee suddenly sat and reached over Karkat, planting a hand on the shoulder opposite where he was sitting and pushed Karkat back to the wall. "I fuckin' mean it." He spoke with a hint of tenderness in his voice. "You saved my life, I want to show you that it matters." Gamzee's eyes trailed down Karkat's chest, keeping him against the wall.

Karkat felt a lump in his throat, suddenly confronted with what he new as the inevitable. "Gam..." He spoke softly, butterflies fluttering around in his stomach. He felt transfixed in Gamzee's eyes, lost in their deep color.

"Karbro, I..." He trailed off and swallowed, trying to clear his head the best he could for what he wanted to say. He felt clearer than he had in years, and it was all thanks to man man, sitting in front of him, beneath him, so close. Gamzee leaned closer, putting his forehead to Karkat's. In this simple action, they communicated the most complicated of things, and yet it seemed all too simple.

He knew he felt the same with ever muscle in his body, seeing his high school lover with another made these feelings more than just speculation, he knew them to be true. He knew this was right. Gamzee wasted no time pressing his soft lips to Karkat's, reeling him in and pressing him to the wall. They kissed tenderly, closing their eyes in bliss.

Gamzee was the first to pull back when he felt Karkat wince in pain beneath him. Getting the message quickly, he gave Karkat a worried look. "Look I... there were... some fuckasses when I went to the store the other day..." He mumbled, feeling weak and embarrassed. "I... didn't want to have to kill them or anything, so I let the miserable fuckers go..."

He watched Karkat and nodded understandingly, deciding not to press on the matter. "You have been lookin' out for me." He kissed Karkat's forehead. "Rest, motherfucker." He slid from Karkat and eased him down. "I'm not much for helpin' with you healing, but you always tell me to rest." He smiled, his eyes starting to fall hazy.

Karkat enjoyed the feeling of laying down to relax, but the look in Gamzee's eyes worried him. "You need another shot Gam..." he mumbled quietly, concern written all over his face.
Gamzee's face fell. "I... like who I fuckin' am when I'm low on the dosage..." He spoke sadly. "I... lose myself."

Much to Gamzee's dismay, Karkat sat up. "I don't want you to die..." He shakily placed a hand on Gamzee's cheek, unsure of how exactly he was suppose to display affection in this confusing moment. His eyes met with Gamzee's again and he swallowed.
"Me either..." Gamzee mumbled, regret flooding through his mind. "I don't want hurt you, bro..."

Karkat shook his head, "N-no.. Gam, you haven't..." He paused and wrapped his arms around Gamzee's neck. "Because... I love you too..." Gamzee's eyes started to water as he stared at his new lover.

Their affections had always been there for each other, Gamzee could faintly remember the kiss on the cheek Karkat would sometimes give him when he though he was asleep. Karkat tried to act protective, but in truth, the protective one was Gamzee. Even before the feelings, Karkat knew that a simple hug would calm Gamzee down. In which, Karkat got used to sleeping directly next to Gamzee. In the slight fear that crept in the back of Karkat's mind, he shoved a second bed up right next to the first, creating lots of room if Gamzee was having a fit. Karkat knew all of this, he knew he was setting up their love right from the start. But not an ounce of him cared, because, he loved Gamzee Makara.

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"We'll teach that fucker what's good for 'em." A small voice rang out in the small darkened room.

An unamused look was shot across the table. "If he's stealing from us, you would think he had a much larger stash just waiting for us." The second mans voice was rough, his eyes danced over the cards in his hand as he blew a puff of smoke.

"I say we just kill him and be done with it." The third man chuckled, his hand twitched towards a knife nearby him.

"A thief like him has to have all kinds of things stashed away." The second man grinned and threw a card down on the table, ending the game in one foul swoop. "We wait."