Sign one: NSFW
Sign Two: You will be disappointed.
Also, technically this is tomorrow's chapter.
Karkat looked at himself in the mirror; Danielle better have been telling the truth, because he felt ridiculous. It was Dave's birthday and Karkat wanted to do something fun for him. During their most recent dream bubble adventure Dave had absconded to a distant end of the bubble in order to avoid his female counterpart; leaving Karkat to speak with both females them alone. Danielle had felt bad for upsetting the male and wanted to help the troll with his matesprit's birthday present. She gave him a detailed description of an outfit to alchemize and wear for the occasion. And boy, was it unlike anything he would have ever guessed to wear. He was dressed entirely in pink, an A-line silk dress covered his torso and stopped about mid-way on his thighs; which gave a small break of skin before matching lace thigh-high socks trailed down the rest of his legs. He had a match bow in his hair and something under all of it that made him feel absolutely ridiculous. Dave better like it; otherwise Karkat would take revenge on Danielle in the next bubble for making him look stupid. The troll paced nervously around the room; Dave and gone to get a selection of snacks so the two wouldn't have to leave the room all day; he said he wanted to cuddle with Karkat, maybe play video games or something today. Nothing big, just quiet and relaxing. Shit, Karkat really hoped this surprise didn't ruin everything Dave wanted for today and make things awkward because he looked so stupid. His pacing and whirling thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening.
Dave entered the room, arms full of junk food and sweets. What caught his vision upon entering the room though was enough to make him forget to set them down; instead dropping them unceremoniously on the floor. Karkat blushed, standing in the middle of the room, wearing the best outfit ever in Dave's eyes. "Um…do you like it?" Of course Dave liked it; he fucking loved it; his voice wasn't working though, or his brain. His body was responding for him however, Karkat tried to remember what the discussed about the mechanics of intercourse for their respective species during their anatomy talk "…that's a yes, right?"
Dave turned his back tapping the keypad as fast as he could with the code to lock the door. Swearing as he messed up the first time in his rush. Upon his success he approached Karkat with salacity in his eyes and a twinkle of possessiveness for good measure. He forced Karkat against the wall; hands all over in desperation; matched only by his mouth which attacked his boyfriend's with fervor. Quickly finding his way up the dress; caressing the raised bits of flesh that made his matesprit moan into his mouth. Taking his other hand and gripping one of the troll's horns hard; eliciting another cry of desire. Dave had never been this turned on before; he lusted after Karkat, sure, but never like this. He wanted all of his boyfriend, every moan, every writhe of pleasure, and piece and part of his body, mind, soul.
Dave peeled them both off of the wall and led his dearest to the bed; half guiding, half falling on his love into the luxurious sheets that would hold them in carnal bliss. He removed the lascivious dress that started the events, from Karkat's body, sucking the crook of his neck; making sure to leave the biggest mark of claim possible. Then, continuing to pepper fast, sweet kisses down his love's torso, taking a detour to visit the scars which he also marked as his; causing the troll to arch off the bed. For Karkat's part, he was perfectly content with letting Dave do as he pleased; he also made a mental note with what quickly fading rationality in his mind he could muster; to thank Danielle next time he saw her.
Dave now brushed passed the lace panties that he would remove and explore in a moment; to remove the stockings that decorated Karkat's legs. The human stripped the alluring aritcles one at a time, slowly so he could savor it; kissing down the legs as he went. This resulted in a whine of need and anticipation from the one below him; causing him to shudder himself; trying desperately to remain in control. He was enjoying this too much to let it end so soon. He pulled back, straddling the legs of his heart's and body's desire. The image was almost enough for any restraint the human to disappear. The troll's eyes' glazed over in concupiscence, the wonderful naked torso, heaving chest, dusted in red that coated his body and the darker marks that Dave had left. Dave loved looking at him; he wanted him and wanted this moment to last forever at the same time. And then it dawned on him exactly where this was going; was this okay? Karkat must want this since he dressed like this for Dave's birthday; but he needed to ask to make sure. He gently lowered his still clothed self onto his boyfriend once more; kissing his cheek and trailing back down to the stamp on his neck. He whispered, voice nervous, but also husky by his own arousal; "You know where this is going right? You sure you're okay with it? We can stop."
Karkat fought through his own frenzied haze of cupidity to answer his love, still panting. "Yeah, I want this, god I want this."
Dave, needing absolute reassurance had to ask once more "You sure?"
Karkat had waited enough, he flipped them over; straddling the human's waist, leaning down to whisper in his ear, making the boy shudder with need "I'm sure." Then the blood player began his own attack on the time player's body. Forcing off his shirt, kissing wherever he could reach, hands wandering to where he couldn't. He was too fervid in his actions; Dave couldn't get words out to warn him, to ask him to slow down; so this could last. And the event ended rather quickly right there as the blonde convulsed in ecstasy below his matesprit. Karkat watched as the feeling inundated Dave with gratification. As he lay there gasping for breath he felt so ambivalent. "Shit, sorry….god your good… at that."
Karkat was doing his best to hold back laughter. Was he a little frustrated, yes, but it was Dave's birthday and his reaction to the whole thing was more than Karkat ever expected. He gave his boyfriend a devious smirk "Well, at least I know you enjoyed your present."
"Fuck yes, best present ever."
Notes: So, now that I'm reaching the end of this fic, there are a couple of things that I wish I had time to address with it. Dave will not tell Karkat about Bro's abuse, because the way the comic made it seem is that up until his conversation with Dirk he hadn't really talked about it with anyone. This story is basically my own personal head-cannon of what happened on the meteor during the retcon. So, I've tried really hard to stay with in the canon confines. That being said, I want to see/write that scene. I also want to write their first time actually having sex (I don't think it happened on the meteor), as well as cooking part two. So for all of those reasons this story will get a mini-sequel, set during the same time period as the Dirk/Jake sequel fic. It'll probably be somewhere between 5-10 chapters and will still be pretty much fluff; but it's something I want to do. What do you guys think? Interested?
HyruleHearts1123: Yay! I'm happy to hear that you're okay!
Linda065cliva: I have not seen Good Luck Chuck; I read the plot summary on wikipedia. Personally, much like Dave I'm not a Dane Cook fan. Did you like the movie? Also, OMG you're amazing. Seriously, I can't even sew a straight line; so I have a lot of respect for people that can make anything, especially clothing though; that's really hard. Same goes for weapons making; I tried that during my teen years; could not figure it out; so kudos to you, that's amazing! And scenery painting!? OMG, that's cool. Again, tried painting; failed. Lots of respect for you.
Guest: I don't really dress up for Halloween anymore. I'm in my mid-twenties and severely anti-social; so I don't really have any reason to dress up. That being said I do dress up just hanging around the house sometimes; I have a kick-ass coat that I like to wear. Other than that though; I don't dress up much anymore. And no costume idea is lame if you enjoy the character/idea.