You were currently pinned between a shelf and Dave Strider. Your dream was coming true. It was slightly uncomfortable, but you would deal with it. Mostly because you were distracted by Dave, who, right now was kissing you. He pulled back kissing your neck, nipping lightly. Your face a bright candy-red color, silence covered the room. Only the faint sounds of the small sucking sounded motions Dave was doing and the sad excuse of your own attempting to choke back a moan or two.
"D-Dave c-can we talk about this? Before we do anything will regret possibly?" Dave slowly pulled away as you frowned from him leaving your neck.
"Go on?"
"To be honest I seriously want this but... only if you want to!" You flushed darker. "I'm not just one of your earth whores! You can't just pail with me and that's it! I want a fully committed matespriteship!" You looked down as Dave snickered taking your chin in his fingers. He smiled back at you.
"Karkat. You know I would never do something like that to you. Your one of the only people I have anymore... and well... I care about you in that sense of the mean of... matesprite? Or what ever you call it."
"So... you want to be in a quadrant with me or not fuck ass! It was simple enough question! Yes or no!?"
"Yes! I would love to!" Dave chuckled smiling again. "Do you want me to continue?" he smirks.
"Well I don't want you to just stand there." You glared at him now starting to grow impatient.
"Listen to you Kitkat~"
Dave picks you up walking over to your bed sitting you on the edge of your bed. He leans down pulling your shoes off.
"Move back onto the bed more."
You do as he says moving farther onto the bed. He kicks his own shoes off crawling onto the bed on to you. Dave leans in kissing you. You automatically part your lips slightly, tongues entwining softly. You wrap your arms around his neck. His hands wonder up your shirt, lightly grazing your grub scars he pulls away from your kiss as you shiver. He smirks sitting you up and pulling your shirt off. He pulls his own shirt off dropping them bother in a pile at the end of the bed on the floor. He removes his shades sitting them on the night stand. Your eyes connect with his crimson ones.
"Thank you."
"No need for thanks we haven't even freaked yet."
"No for your glasses." You smiled as he smiles back. "You know how I feel about my blood color. It's... calming slightly."
Dave smiles leaning down back to your neck sliding his hands over your grub scars. You shake as he kisses your neck softly rubbing your sides. Dave slides his hand down your chest to your jeans puling them down and off of you and throws them onto the floor. You sit up, grabbing the sides of his jeans pushing them down, pushing him back on to the bed. Pulling them fully off you sit on his lap. You lean down biting his neck lightly. He blushes closing his eyes putting a hand in your hair. You purring biting again, licking over the mark slowly.