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Post by Aкα on Jun 30, 2015 3:49:32 GMT
((So much fucking Davekat. Okay, so basically, I thought we'd set us off where uh, like, it's Halloween on the meteor right? And Rose, Kanaya, the Mayor, Terezi, and Gamzee are there, Gamzee's sober, and everyone's havin' a party and it's 7 minuets in heaven time. <3 <3))
Karkat gave a grumble, these human games were stupid and he didn't understand them for the life of him. "Can you explain to me just what 7 minuets in heaven is? First off I don't know what heaven is, secondly, why are we spending only 7 minuets in it? Does it have to be exactly 7 minuets?" Karkat sent this question to Dave, who was the one that said they should all play in the beginning. This little 'Halloween' party had been going on a couple hours, it was fun, though Karkat wouldn't admit it. But, wanting to spice things up Dave gathered the few people who were here into a circle and decide - mainly against their will - that they'd be playing. A bottle sat in the middle of the circle that their bodies formed, it was a grape faygo that had been chugged down until there were only a few guzzled drops left. Dave sat across from him, Rose and Terezi on opposite sides of him, and Gamzee, well he was no where to be found.
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 30, 2015 4:11:00 GMT
{{ thats a bit sad cause 1) ive never played seven minutes of heaven and 2) im pretty sure i have the wrong idea of what it is XD like i know what it is, but i don't?? if that makes any sense? }} "Well, my ill-mannered, short-statured, rage-inducing troll," Dave Strider began, reaching up to pick at something in his teeth before flicking it Rose's way, "Seven minutes in Heaven is a human game where one person," He pointed at Karat, "Will spin the bottle -- which in this instance is a bottle of the worst stuff in the galaxy." He pointed to the bottle, "The tip of the bottle," He pointed at the tip in case Karkat did not know what it was, "Will point at someone in the circle." He gestured to around the circle, "The spinner of the bottle and the person the tip points to must go in a confined space that has a door." He pointed away, to the nearest confined space with a door, that just so happened to be a closet, "And for seven complete minutes, be in Heaven." He smirked and rolled his eyes behind his shades, his head barely moving, "You can do what ever you want: kiss, grope, jerk-off, have sex, be complete losers and sit in the dark for seven minutes staring at each other." He shrugged and went back to picking his teeth, "The 'Heaven' part means that what ever happens in the closet is supposed to be mind blowing. You're supposed to be left with a shit ton of... What's that word? Fuckass, help me out!" He leaned his head back and looked around, "Where is that damn clown?" He mumbled. |
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Post by Aкα on Jun 30, 2015 4:18:26 GMT
((No, that's right! XD That's exactly what it is, what else would it be? X3))
"Jizz in your hair?" Karkat finished the sentence for him with an annoyed little snort. Sure, he didn't know what the game was, but he knew what the fucking tip of a bottle was and what a closet looked like. "Let Gamzee die in a vat of fire, I have no idea where he is." Karkat was more focused on playing this game, it looked... Intriguing, it had a lot of awkwardness to it, he supposed. And he didn't know why it sounded so fun. What was so cool about staring at someone in a dark and dusty closet? Though, it was all in who you got paired with. Karkat leaned back, propping his arms up behind him. "Can we start?" He grumbled, glaring at Dave's direction. "I'm kind of eager to get this night over with, so as soon as he run our of your bullshit games to play the better." They had been on this meteor for just about 3 months now, and though Dave and Karkat had settled out the hatred[p/i] between them - what with the whole Terezi ordeal, there was still a deep level of irksome... Dislike. Dave was just annoying at this point, and he always bugged him, but little did he know somewhere in him there was a growing feeling of a love that was so deep that it could burn forever - he'd only realize this in about a year and a half. Right now was the just the aggravation stage that every romance needs when you have a cocky son of a bitch like Dave and a hot-headed jerk like Karkat.
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 30, 2015 4:46:48 GMT
"Do you want jizz in your hair, Karkat?" Dave asked, his lips ghosting into a smirk. He leaned back and shrugged, "Alright shorty, you can go first." Dave chuckled and looked back at Karkat, moving so it would seem like he was at least partially interested in the game. Yeah, yeah, he was the one who had brought it up, but in all seriousness he just wanted to fluster Karkat. He didn't know the group was actually going through with it. "Hey! But no one gets out of it." He muttered and reached forward to stop anyone from touching the bottle. A second later, Gazmee plopped down, another bottle of faygo in hand. "The fuck have you been?" Dave grumbled, sitting back. Damn... I thought I could postpone it for a little while.... |
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Post by Aкα on Jun 30, 2015 4:53:39 GMT
"The fuck you care for pony-ass son of a bitch?" Gamzee growled lowly, deep craters below his mad, crazy eyes. He slouched down so that he sat with the rest of the group, glowering at Terezi from across the way. Since he had kicked his pies (which had been nearly a sweep ago) Gamzee was not the same person, not at all. With green and blue blood on his hands, it was hard to look at Gamzee the same anymore. Karkat sighed and pushed up to his knees. "There, we're all here, happy?" Karkat glared at Dave and gave the stupid bottle a twirl. It swung for a couple rotations before eventually slowing. Karkat watched it, not very interested where it would land - but then again, he didn't think it would land on all people but... Oh fuck. Karkat rose his eyes until they met with Daves, he drew back in horror as the circle hummed with laughter. "oH FUCK NO!" He scurried away as fast he could, holding up two middle fingers before eventually stumbling back on his spine. He put all the hatred that he could into those two fingers, he was NOT doing this shit with Dave, anyone but Dave, he'd rather be stuck in there with the rampaging clown!
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 30, 2015 5:15:50 GMT
Dave shook his head his heart breaking like it did every time he saw Gamzee in this state and stood up, putting his weight on one hip until he shook his head again. "I'll be in the closet, Kittykat." He muttered and started walking to the said destination. "Clock doesn't start 'til you're in there and the door is closed." He called, "So hurry you're fucking ass up." He grunted and slammed the door behind him. Dave Strider took off his sunglasses in the dark and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "I think I would actually prefer being in here with the damn homicidal clown." He mumbled to himself. Of course... He wasn't going to spend seven minutes in Heaven staring at that fuckass Vantas. Something needed to happen. Even if he just pushed Karkat against the wall and rut against him until he nut his pants. How long had it been since he had actually jerked off? He looked up and raised his eyebrow and shook his head, feeling sorry for himself. He hadn't touched his god-like cock since he'd left Texas. |
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Post by Aкα on Jun 30, 2015 5:55:35 GMT
Karkat inwardly kenw it'd be pointless to fight it against it anyway... HE was already tired as fuck, and he didn't need to stream this thing along any longer than it needed to be... right? With an embarassed grumble he pushed up to his feet a while after Dave had shut the closet door. He shuffled to the door, nervously pulling the door and enclosing himself in the dark with Dave. "Look, I'm not doing anything nasty with you, so before you pull down your pants -" Karkat had started but was cut off when he felt Dave press him up against the closet wall, just then realizing how taller Dave was than him. His nips pressed up against the indent of his nook, making Karkat draw in a deep inhale, just barely biting off a moan by chomping down on his lip. He quivered, scrabbling at the wall behind him. "Nnmmnf..." He opened his eyes to look up at Dave but could only see a very dim outline of him. "G-Get o-off of m-m-me!" He managed with a trembling voice.
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 30, 2015 6:08:56 GMT
Dave's hand found itself in Karkat's hair and he pulled, licking at the skin he exposed. He dug his hips farther into Karkat's, his other hand pulling the troll's legs apart so he could get in there. "Stop talking." He mumbled and pulled Karkat's unwilling leg over his own hip. His other hand, the one in Karkat's hair, moved through the thick stands as he tried to get a better purchase and he moved his lips up the gray skin of the cancer's neck. Without realizing what he was doing, Dave's teeth sank into Karkat's neck, under his jaw, and he let out a soft growl. "Besides... I'd rather your pants come off..." He whispered when he released his teeth and gently licked that abused area. |
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 30, 2015 6:33:47 GMT
its 2:30 am
and im more than tempted to make and eat a sandwich...
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 30, 2015 9:32:30 GMT
its ok i ate a sandwich
i also stayed up all night
i think im going to end up sleeping a long time today XD
umm... idk if i should stay up until 7? im definately staying up till 6 which is 30 minutes
its no longer very dark outside
i can see the grass XD
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Post by Kit Harington on Jul 1, 2015 1:41:55 GMT
do you still wanna do this one?
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Post by Aкα on Jul 15, 2015 19:35:07 GMT
Karkat let out a sharp exhale, back arching as Dave's teeth sank into his collar bone. A high, chilling moan forced out of him, sinking under the closet door and humming in the room over. A flash of anger hit him, making him snarl and clutch onto Dave's shoulders, little yellow claws making caters in his skin. "Look fuck-head, we're spending the 6.5 remaining minuets in this hell space doing nothing." He bared his fangs through the dark. Though his reluctance was clearly obvious in his tone, his body language told a different story. His hips took on a mind of their own as they swept closer to Dave, his bulge delightedly curled out of it's sheath and began top lick up his boxers - but Karkat tried not to pay attention to that, or the dent that he could feel in Dave's pants. "The last thing I would ever want is to fuck around with you of all people." He growled, but he bit his lower lip to keep it from quivering, pressing Dave up against the wall and grinding into him. "I-I'd rather s-suck the seed flap of Eridan before I ever went down on you."
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Post by Kit Harington on Jul 15, 2015 20:06:33 GMT
Dave let out a soft chuckle, "Is that right, dipshit?" He murmured and returned to kissing and nibbling on Karkat's neck. The hand that had brought Karkat's leg up moved down slowly until Dave's pale hand rested on Karkat's ass, "We don't have to fuck around... We can just fool around..." He murmured and ground his hips forward again, rubbing himself against Karkat's crotch harshly.
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Post by Aкα on Jul 15, 2015 20:17:19 GMT
Karkat gave a little whine as he grinded up against him, his legs quivered and his a thighs pressed closer together, knees close to locking. "M-Motherf-fucker..." He growled, shooting daggers into Daves eyes through the dark. He quickly shot one hand down - Dave wasn't the only one who could make someone weak in the knees. Karkat easily snaked one hand down into ridiculous pajama pants, cupping his hand against what he thought was going to be a tenta-bulge, but he was met with some weird stiff thing instead. He yelped and stumbled back, tripping over some discarded coats that leapt from their hangers. His head and back hit the wall. "What the FUCK is that thing?!" Humans didn't have different anatomies, did they? They looked so similar to trolls, well, despite the grey skin, eyes, relationship statuts', horns, well... Actually there were quiet a view differences, but still! Karkat at least thought they'd share the same gentiles. He was struck with fear, there could be anything down there, a second head, a mutated arm, anything!
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Post by Aкα on Jul 16, 2015 0:45:10 GMT
"W-what do you mean what's wrong with it?!" Karkat snapped incredulously, peering through the dark as his eyes adjusted, he could see something solid sproing and remain stiff at Dave's crotch. "It's hard!" He gave a disgusted little squiggle, inching away from it in fear, but... He was also really curious. If he cared more about Dave he would have taken precautions as to the tone in his voice, but Dave was a major annoyance in his BEST of days. "I mean..." He darted his eyes back and fourth.... Then slowly inched back toward him. "It's just not normal for us..." It was possibly the first time his voice was soft in a long time, and it was certainly the first time Dave had heard it. Karkat looked up at him, shyly twisting his hands. "Can I...?" He looked down and nervously licked his lips. "You know..."
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