This is the non-explicit ending to this fanfic, otherwise known as chapter 4a. Chapter 4B, the explicit one, will come in over a week because I'll be gone for christmas. If you want me to keep writing, then private message me some OTPs they can be crossovers if you like, although I don't know any anime. Merry Christmas!
Disclaimer: I do not endorse anything in this chapter to be used in real life. It is just what I would imagine a kismesessitude to be like. Please do not do anything like this in real life, I will not be held responsible.
Trigger Warnings. #semi-nudity #graphic violence #scenes that I do not indorse #hate #kismesis #destructive love in human culture #bdsm #Merry Christmas
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"WHAT THE HELL KARKAT?!" you scream.
That little grub just punched you in both of your eyes. You can hardly see anymore, surely your eyes are swollen black and blue. Not even your vision 8-fold is working anymore. Not only that, but he broke your glasses. The ones specially designed by Equius. You'll make him pay for that.
"I WON'T LET YOU SEE MY BLOOD. NOW SHUT UP AND FOLLOW ME." he shouts. You hear his footsteps moving away from you. What an idiot.
"Hm. Karkat, I'm not sure if you remember, but you punched me in the face and now I'm at least temporarily blind. And being blind means that you can't see anything!"
"OH RIGHT." He grabs you by the front of your coat and pulls you through his hive. You hope that he doesn't accidentally rip open your coat. What you've got underneath is so terribly embarrassing that you are surprised you're even wearing it. You feel defenceless as he leads you through the different rooms silently. You trip on what seems to be stairs and hit your chin on the edge. You taste your cobalt blue blood strongly in your mouth.
"What the hell Karkat? Mind telling me about the freakin stairs?"
"SHIT SORRY."
He continues to lead you up the steps towards what would be his respiteblock. You can smell the sopor slime of his recuperacoon from here; it smells really off and used.
"What are you planning with me karkat? Was this all a vengeful ruse for my treacherous scourge sister?"
"NO AND SHUT YOUR IGNORANCE SHAFT. YOU KNOW DAM WELL WHY YOU'RE HERE" He lets go of your coat.
"Then how are we going to do this?" You feel a sharp pain in your neck as his fangs sink into your flesh. You scream in pain. What is happening? You are meant to be the one in command, you always have been! You then hear the loud ripping of fabric and feel pain move across your stomach as his sharp claws scratch across your torso. You feel a cold draught on your skin. Your trench coat! It's gone! Your cheeks blush a royal blue.
Underneath you were wearing nothing but underwear and an upper-torso fat-container. Both jet-black and patterned along the edges with curly, looping blue lines. Just like you've seen your ancestor in her diary. You feel bare, open, and strangely aroused. He throws you on the ground and takes you.
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You wake up naked in a recuperacoon , but it's not yours. You look around and see a naked Karkat next to you. The events of last night come flooding back to you. Your scratches and bite marks have almost healed with the powers of mending powers of sopor slime, leaving only scars.
Karkat is out cold. You think it's safe to say it, as long as he doesn't hear. You whisper in his ear.
"I think I hate you." He doesn't move. You fall back to sleep. Dreaming of him.