Oh fuck! You forgot to do them up! You quickly button and zipper them up.
"Were you masturbating before I came in?"
"What!? No! That's ridiculous!"
"Your leans are moving." Come to think of it. Your bulge is seriously hurting. It was so compressed from your jeans. Gog Dammit Kanaya why couldn't you leave your sweat pants and not burned them "for the sake of fashion."
"They like to do tricks?"
"Now I know that's a lie." Dave stood from where he was on the couch and walked over to you.
"Karkat what's really up?
"N-nothing." He was inches away from you. You could smell his cologne. You could feel your bulge sensing Dave's presence and squirming toward him. Dave puts hands on your shoulders. What is he doing?! Dave moves centimeters from your lips.
"Are you into me Karkat?" You flush, fuck your caught.
"What the hell do you mean?! Why would I be into someone of a nooksniffer like you!" Dave grazed his lips lightly against yours.
"I mean it Karkat."
"What do you mean by into you?"
"It means that, if I kiss you like I know we both want to right now will you accept it or freak out, flip shit and kill me?" You pondered for a second. Was he serious?
"Accept it." What did you just say? Your mouth just moved without you even thinking. You try forcing words out but you just can't until...
"Come on Stider are yo- mmph!" He pressed his lips against yours harshly. He pushed your back against the bookcase. He runs his tongue against your bottom lip. You part your lips. Your eyes shoot open and you pull back. What were you doing!?
"Dave what the fu-mmph!"
He pressed his lips against yours. he forces you lips open and slowly slides his tongue into your mouth. His tongue slide around your tongue. He slides his hand down unzipping his jeans putting the same hand on your hip. He pulls away from the kiss smirking with his usual smug grin.
"Well I guess this kitty ain't so mean after all~" He unzips your jeans, gripping your wrist as your middle finger shoots up.
"Fuck off Strider."
"Nope! I think you meant to say Fuck me, Strider"
"Why in the bulge sucking fuck would I! Ehh~"
His hand was down your pants. You froze feeling your bulge wrap around his fingers. You moaned the new feeling. Even if his hands were cold it still felt different but,... right! He runs his thumb over the tip pulling his hand out of your pants. You pout angrily.
"Why'd you stop?"
"I just need to know what I was working with."