The rest of the walk was silent. Karkat made no motion to start up conversation, and Sollux had obviously settled down since the little incident.
"KK, you'll have to come up with me. It's not safe for you to stay on the street." Sollux said grimly when they approached the apartment building.
"Why the fuck not?"
"Because people know your face. They won't make the connection right away, but once they see me with you, they'll know. We have to do this quickly." He grabbed Karkat's wrist, speed walking the rest of the block to the apartment complex. Sollux didn't bother with the elevator.
"Jesus… Fucking… Christ…. What floor do you live on?" Karkat panted as they finished the 6th flight of stairs.
"The eighth."
"Goddamn! No wonder you're so fucking fit." Sollux couldn't help but crack a grin at the roundabout compliment.
Karkat kept quiet the rest of the way, his mind trailing back to the kiss on the street. Sollux hadn't tasted great, of course, he had spent the entire night sucking dicks and God only knows what else. But his lips were soft, something that even Terezi, Karkat's girlfriend, didn't have. They were on the 7th flight when Karkat registered the familiar warm feeling in his lower abdomen. Outside of the 8th floor door, Karkat couldn't keep it in any more. Sollux had just reached his hand out for the door handle when Karkat shoved him against the wall.
"What the-" The rest of his complaint was silenced by Karkat pulling him down into a harsh kiss, open mouthed and everything. It took Sollux a moment to realize what was going on.
His eyes slid shut, his heart beat picking up at the feel of Karkat's tentative tongue hesitating at his lips. He kept still, sensing that Karkat would rather set the pace this time. Eventually, Karkat got the message. He shoved his tongue into Sollux's mouth, making a guttural noise at the feeling. The prostitute rubbed his tongue along Karkat's as he pushed his hips against the smaller man. They both needed this. Sollux needed to feel an actual person that cared about him (in some real way), and Karkat just needed to get off. His pimp's hands were tearing away at the new jeans, trying to get them off to reveal the sharp hips that Sollux had.
"KK, can we at least get to my apartment…?" Sollux's voice was husky, pants breaking up his words. Karkat stared at him for a moment before shoving open the door with his hip. Nobody was up in the apartments yet, all of them were still fast asleep as the sun was rising on the city. Sollux quickly led the way to his apartment, fiddling with the key for what seemed like forever. Karkat wanted to slap his hand away and do it on his own. Right when he was about to act on the impulse, the door swung open, revealing Sollux's dark and dreary apartment.
"Close the door behind you." Sollux ordered, grabbing a small back pack from his worn out bed. He stalked into the bathroom. Karkat could hear the jingle of pills in bottles being jostled around and tossed this way and that. Sollux came out of the small bathroom, picking up clothes in one hand, sniffing them, and then shoving them into the back pack.
"Sollux, are you a fucking druggy?" Karkat asked, picking up an empty pill bottle that had rolled out of the bathroom.
"No, I'm not. I have a lot psychological problems. I'm bipolar, they have me on meds for multiple personalities, I have chronic depression, and I'm a fucking insomniac. I have a minor heart issue, which is easily solved with this." He pulled a small bottle out of the bag and tossed it to Karkat. "Do you want to know more of my issues, or are you happy there?" Karkat was stunned. Seriously, he had no idea that one of his workers was that fucked up. "Why the hell do you think I don't drink alcohol anymore?" Karkat scoffed at Sollux. His hard on was rubbing all the wrong way against his slacks. His tie felt like it was strangling him.
"Just finish packing and then strip. I need to get off before I go to work." Sollux blinked at Karkat.
"Who said I had any more packing to do? My laptop is always put away when I'm not using it. It has everything else I need."
"Then take your fucking clothes off before I have to." Karkat growled. Sollux grinned as he dropped the back pack onto the floor. He pushed his boss onto his squeaky bed, leaving him there for a second.
"No touching, at all. Either one of us, until I say so."
"What? Oh, fuck no, you fucking little-" Sollux's lips captured Karkat's words before they could get any harsher. Sollux's teeth grazed Karkat's bottom lip, his tongue there the next second to ease away the pain. The pimp couldn't help but feel a little light headed after a kiss like that. Without another word, he pulled Sollux onto his lap, deftly switching positions with a simple roll afterwards. His hands scrabbled at Sollux's pants again, pawing at the thinner man's crotch through the material. Sollux made a small whining noise as he swatted away Karkat's hands. He undid the pants himself. His boss couldn't help but look greedily as Sollux shoved the offensive material away from his skin, showing his already swelling dick.
Another kiss sent shivers down both of their spines. Karkat carefully undid his slacks, not wanting to have to change when he got back to his apartment. They fell away from his hips along with his underwear.
"You'll be okay without much prep, right?" Karkat asked gently, licking and nibbling at Sollux's neck. The thin man made a small noise, and Karkat took it as a yes.
"Nnngh, KK, lube… Stand, second drawer." The strangled words made their way through moans, almost silenced as Karkat pressed two fingers against his entrance. Karkat glowered once before quickly standing up to find the apparently needed object. Before he could get situated on top of Sollux again, he was flipped, back pressed against the bed. His worker smiled down at him, mismatched eyes smiling impishly at him from behind those stupid glasses.
"You need this more than I do." Sollux murmured as he took the lubricant from his boss. "Trust me. I'm in the pleasuring business, or did you forget that?" Karkat snapped open his mouth to make a smart ass comment when his words were stolen away from him with his breath. Sollux's long fingers had quickly coated themselves in the slick lube and had found that one spot that made Karkat see stars. His pulse quickened as Sollux pressed against the spot again and again, rubbing it this way and that to see what sort of reaction he could get in return.
No more words were exchanged. Sollux eased himself onto Karkat, hissing as his boss's length slowly filled him. Karkat's shaking hand wrapped itself around Sollux's shaft, pumping in time with his grindings. Their moans filled the air along with the heady scent that sex always left behind. It wasn't too long before Karkat made one final attempt at expletives, bucking his hips up against Sollux's to ride out the last few seconds before his sweet release. He flipped their positions again, pushing Sollux's shirt up as to not mess up the decent button up he himself had to wear. A few more pumps and Sollux had his release. His locked onto Karkat's neck, his teeth digging in ever so slightly as his body tensed before he exploded. Hesitantly, he undid the bite that he had on his boss's throat, panting heavily and still blushing from what had just happened as he laid back on the bed.
"Fucker. That's going to bruise." Karkat rubbed away the spit with his hand, wiping it on Sollux's polo. "How am I going to explain that?"
"Terezi got a little excited. That's how." Sollux's voice was still warped from his moans. His heart was used to being sped up and having to settle quickly. He stared at the cum on his stomach, sighing over so slightly. "I'm really going to need a shower when we get to your place."
"And you can fucking have one." Karkat, by this time, had pushed himself off of his worker, tugging his pants and underwear back on like any good man who had a place to be. A quick flick of his wrist and his custom belt was cinched around his waist; a push here and there had his shirt tucked in nice and neat. He fixed his tie, glaring at Sollux who was still lounging on the bed.
"Come on, fuck face. I have to be at the store in an hour. Get up." Sollux smirked and stirred, slowly raising to his feet. He turned around to pick up his pants, letting Karkat get a nice long look at his ass before he pulled the material up and over it again. He settled everything into its right place. He discarded the new polo, opting for an older dark blue hoodie of his. He mopped the genetic material from his abs before he slid it over his head. The sleeves had been cut off and the rest of it hung off of his slender frame quite nicely. He adjusted his glasses, grabbed his back pack and laptop case, and left the apartment without waiting for Karkat.
"Gah, you're lucky I don't dock your pay." Karkat grumbled as he made his way outside of the apartment complex. Sollux smirked down at him.
"Sorry. I'm not used to spending a lot of time with the person I just had sex with."
"Get used to it. You're staying at my place for a week until I get your situation fixed." Sollux hitched his backpack higher up on his shoulder and began to trudge along behind his pimp.
"So, uh, you live with Terezi, right? Will, will she mind? I mean, technically what we do is illegal…."
"Terezi and I have a bargain worked out. I do most of the household chores and she doesn't turn me, or any of you, in. In fact, she's paid off the police more than enough times. Remember last fall? When we almost got found out? The afterhours raid on Kanaya's shop? Terezi covered that up for us." Sollux made a small cooing noise.
"Man, she's really sticking her neck out for us, isn't she?"
"Uh-huh. God, how the fuck can you live here? I mean, it's just so damn unclean and fucking sketchy." Karkat sent awkward glances around the dirtied street.
"Welcome to the poor land." Sollux replied waving to an old lady across the street. "All you have to do is assert yourself a couple of times." Karkat grumbled something again, his steps speeding up quite a bit.
"I'm going to be late, thanks to you."
"You're welcome." Sollux chirped happily. He seemed to be slightly less insecure with his medicines in his bag and his sexual tension relieved. That was the only complaint that Karkat had received from his workers; they said they didn't get off enough in their profession, in which Karkat would sadly reply that they weren't there to receive pleasure, they were there to administer it.
The long walk to Karkat's flat was quiet. Both men would cast glances at the other after every few minutes, different thoughts floating through their heads. Sollux was concerned about falling for his boss, not being a burden, finding a better job, and things along the general ideas brought up by his anxiety; Karkat was busy praying that Terezi had already left for her office, hoping he wouldn't be late, and who to blame it on if he was. Slowly but surely, the dirtied part of the city gave way to cleaner buildings that were in better shape, large windows appearing more frequently than the smaller and shattered ones in Sollux's neighborhood. The people became thicker, the noise increased. A few cars passed at first, but then it quickly began to form a traffic jam.
Sollux stopped in his tracks when he saw where Karkat lived. It was a large building, with pane glass windows instead of walls. The fancy name was molded out of a light metal and hung above the outcrop of the entrance. It was embellished with gold paint, glinting professionally in the morning sun. Karkat pulled the heavy glass door open, glaring at Sollux when he didn't move to go into the building.
"Get the fuck inside. I don't fucking have time for your fucking shenanigans." Sollux shook his head to clear his thoughts. He carefully moved inside of the building, praying that nobody would give him weird looks. There were a couple of people scattered about the lobby, lounging on the plush leather couches and chairs in last minute relaxation time before they were to be busy the rest of the day. Karkat nodded to the man behind the large counter at the back of the room, making his way to the elevator.
"Don't mind him. He just looks a lot more intimidating than he really is." The shorter man punched the button for the elevator, not having the time to run up the stairs like Sollux was so easily able to do. Sollux stayed quiet, feeling out of place in the large and fancy building. There was a strange feeling bubbling in his stomach. It wasn't quite nostalgia, but it did make him feel slightly sick to his stomach. Excitement, perhaps? Anxiety was more like it, however; that nervous buildup that sent your hands to shaking before you even thought about doing anything. His mind was going a hundred miles an hour, processing everything that was going on and could go on.
"Sollux." Karkat was inside of the elevator, his hand clamped over the door keeping it from closing. "Come on, I haven't got all day." The heterochromatic man blinked a couple of times behind his colorful glasses before quickly moving into the elevator. Karkat glanced up at him as he jabbed the button. Sollux barely registered that the level they were going to was the 12th floor.
The ride didn't take nearly as long as Sollux had expected it to. He just chalked it up to the fact that the elevator actually worked, and was probably well maintained. Karkat stepped out before him, leading him down the wide hallway. Sollux only counted four doors total on the floor.
"Why, hello there, Karkat. Oh, and Sollux? What are you doing here?" A familiar voice was rapidly approaching from behind the pair. Karkat growled, spinning on his heel and pushing Sollux behind him.
"What do you want, Ampora." Karkat didn't ask, he demanded. The hipster that lived on the same floor as Karkat stopped in his tracks, adjusting his stupid stripped tie. It was only a replacement for his day job until he could switch back over to his scarf.
"I was just asking what was going on. Normally I don't see Captor at a fancy place like this." Karkat sent a chilling glance at Sollux. A blush was quite apparent on his worker's cheeks. Karkat sighed, digging in his pocket for his keys.
"Room 1203, right down there." Karkat mumbled as he pressed the keys into Sollux's palm. "Make yourself at home." Dealing with Ampora would take more time than Karkat would like to give up. Sollux fumbled the keys. They flew out of his hands and landed right in front of Ampora, an embarrassing move on Sollux's part. He pushed past Karkat, dropping down on one knee to pick up the slippery bundle of jingles.
"Mmm, that's a familiar sight." Ampora murmured. Sollux grabbed the keys and stood up. He made sure to bash the top of his head against Ampora's chin in the process.
"I'm sorry, Eridan, what was that?" Sollux grinned evilly as Eridan held his jaw. "Oh, did you bite your tongue?" Sollux made no more attempts for conversation. He turned and strutted down the hall, reaching flat number 1203 quickly. Eridan and Karkat stared at the swaying hips while they went down the hall, only facing each other again after they heard the soft click of the door.
"Alright, listen up, Ampora." Karkat's day was not looking good so far. "You're going to leave him alone. I don't care how you two know each other, but you're not going to go around harassing him while he's staying with me." Eridan continued to nurse his jaw, glaring at Karkat all the while. "Honestly, if I find out you talked to him without him initiating the conversation, or let alone in my flat, I will personally see to it that I rip your fucking hipster dick off and shove it down your fucking throat." Karkat grabbed Eridan's jacket, dragging the hipster into the elevator with him. As Karkat punched the button that would take them back to the first floor, he prayed that Sollux would just get a good day's sleep on the couch, and not blow the place up.