This is the explicit ending to this fanfic, otherwise known as chapter 4b. Chapter 4a, the non-explicit one, already exists. I am seriously not proud of what I have written in this chapter and hope that I don't have to write something like it ever again. The most disturbing thing is that it came from my mind of all places! Anyway, enjoy
Credits to Winged Lion Spirit for helping me with this. They have requested a nepeta/equius fic so that'll be coming up next. If you want me to keep writing, then private message me some OTPs or mention them in a review. 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. # nudity #graphic violence #scenes that I do not indorse #hate #kismesis #destructive love in human culture #bdsm #Merry Christmas #sex #tentabulges #hot muscles #sweet implied abs #blood
I think that's all. Farewell until the 28th for me.
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"WHAT THE HELL KARKAT?!" Vriska screams. Honestly, you don't even know anymore. There were much better ways of blinding her; a blindfold for example. But nooooo, you just had to go and punch her in the face twice. You guess that you'll just have to roll with it.
"I WON'T LET YOU SEE MY BLOOD. NOW SHUT UP AND FOLLOW ME." You shout. You begin to walk away when you hear her most sarcastic voice.
"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!" Smooth moves Troll Casanova. She certainly wins that round.
"OH RIGHT." You grab her by the buttons on her coat and lead her through your hive and to your respiteblock. There was an incident at the stairs that you would very much like to forget.
After you get to your respiteblock, she scrunches her nose, probably not a good sign.
"What are you planning with me Karkat? Was this all a vengeful ruse for my treacherous scourge sister?" She says. The nerve on this troll!
"NO AND SHUT YOUR IGNORANCE SHAFT. YOU KNOW DAN WELL WHY YOU'RE HERE." You realise that you're still holding onto her coat. You let go and walk behind her.
"Then how are we going to do this?" She asks. You sink your fangs into her neck and she screams in pain. The taste of her blood isn't good, but for some reason you like it. Possibly like Gamzee and his slime pies. You decide to keep rolling with it. You bite again and scratch across her stomach, breaking the skin and ripping of her coat in the process. You slip quietly in front of her and observe what little she was wearing underneath.
She was wearing nothing but a bulbhugger and a lacy pair of underwear. Both were jet-black with loopy blue designs along the edges of the material, the same blue as her blood-cast. Her bulbhugger would certainly have a lot of stress in its job, her rumble spheres are pressing strongly against the thin fabric, too large to be contained by such a thing. As if it knew what you were thinking, her bulbhugger broke in the middle and fell away, exposing her bare breasts. They were perfect. There is no other word worthy of describing them. You begin to hunger for her.
You toss her to the ground, feeling empowered. You tear off your ugly sweater and shirt underneath, revealing your muscled torso. She must've heard you ripping off your top as she reached up to your chest to feel it and inhales sharply. You pull her underwear down and off her long, slender legs. Her blue tinged, grey tentabulge is small but protective of her nub within. The 3 tentacles pressed together to cover the nub. You pull of your trousers, trying to sound as quiet as possible. Thank god you've blinded her. You are wearing boxers with a troll will smith pattern. Thank God she can't see them. You take them off and throw them behind you. You move down towards her and kiss her hard. She kisses back, biting your lip. It feels good.
You move on top of her, still kissing hard. She bites your lip and you bite back, your blood mixing to form a deep purple. You begin to move you head down from hers to her neck, kissing and gnawing. You then do the same as you move down to her rumble spheres. She moans and grabs your horns. You jerk away at her touch, your teeth grazing her rumble spheres. She cries out and you quiet her with another passionate, mouth-to-mouth kiss. You begin to move your own four red-tinged tentacles against hers. They are smooth but strong. You duel with her three outnumbered tentacles. They put up a long fight but are overpowered and you move a tentacle to her nub. Vriska shudders at first contact. She then begins to move two of her own tentacles around your large tentacle, constricting it. Her other tentacle attacks your own nub. The feeling is orgasmic. You both begin to move faster, still kissing and biting and scratching. Your blood is in small pools on your floor. You push harder on her nub. You feel close to discharging. You push harder. She squeezes tighter. You release your fluids into her and she does the same. Both set of fluid are stored inside the tentabulges.
You fall next to Vriska. Wordless. Breathless. After a while you look at her. Both her eyes are still too swollen to see properly. Good. You stand up and get a pail. You take it over to Vriska who awkwardly squats over the pail to release your juices in. You do the same. The bucket is full and spills a bit. You take the bucket and leave it out the front of your hive.
When you return to Vriska, she is sound asleep. You pick her up and place her in your recuperacoon. You look at her for a minute or so. You feel it is safe to say it while she's asleep.
"I think I hate you."
You slide next to her in the recuperacoon. You fall asleep…