I'm your servant
My immortal
Pale and perfect
Such unholy heaving
Karkat's skin jumped and tightened at the touch of Gamzee's coarse hands. He bit his lip as he felt the other's pace quickening. He knew why Gamzee was doing this. Gamzee loved Karkat. Or, at least that's what he says, who knows what the fuck a clown considers love anyways? He called Karkat a miracle, who the fuck does that? No one. No one sane at least. But Karkat already knew his lover was completely unstable. Gamzee tore away from his neck to look at the smaller trolls eyes. Karkat glanced at him, wincing a bit at the pressure being applied below. Gamzee just chuckled and gazed at him with those eyes. Those stupid fucking eyes. Karkat couldn't resist them, no matter how hard he tried. He pressed his lips against the Capricorns roughly and desperately, feeling a fire growing, anticipation for what he knew would happen any moment. Gamzee felt his small lover tighten underneath his grip and he smiled into the kiss, kissing back fiercely and passionately. Karkat peaked his eye open a bit, wrapping his free arm around his clown's neck and entangling it in his hair. His clown? Yeah, he might as well fucking admit it. Gamzee's an assclown, but at least his Karkat's assclown.
Gamzee roughly quickened his hand movements and bit Karkat's lower lip, breaking the other's concentration. Karkat gasped and moaned into the kiss, refusing to break it. Not now, not when it's all over. He bit his tall lover's lower lip back and smirked at the gasp he was able to arouse from the other. Lightly tugging on tuffs of hair, Karkat trailed his hand upward to fondle the base of one of the Capricorn's horns, stirring a moan or two from him. Becoming dizzy and unfocused, Karkat moaned and deepened their kiss, his eyes fluttering shut. He became completely enveloped in Gamzee's movement and he let out a sharp gasp, his eyelids squeezing shut as he clinged to his lover. Everything went white for a moment and all he could hear was Gamzee's chuckles ringing in his ear. Damnit, now that clown had made a mess of him and was fucking laughing about it. He slowly opened his eyes to see a large pair gazing down on him happily. Ugh, fucking moron. He loosened his grip on the other as Gamzee rolled them over, leaving Karkat to rest on his chest. "Hey Karkles~"
"What, Gamzee?"
"Are you mine?"
"Yeah, I guess I am, Fuckface."