That isn't pail!

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A/N: Literally any sex stories is something me and my boyfriend have probably done except this is gay not straight soooooooo don't criticize.

--Be Karkat--

You are Karkat,  a 5'5 ft tall troll with anger problems. But today, you weren't angry. Your "best bro" Dave Strider was cuddling with you on the couch. You and him were watching romcom's in your hive. Dave fell asleep on top of you and you couldn't really move. You didn't really care that the blood flow to your legs was being cut off, you enjoyed the human's warmth. After a while, Dave began to wake up. He nuzzled his head in your chest and for once, you felt taller than someone who wasn't crippled or a child. 

"Dave? Are you awake?" You said calmly trying not to completely wake him up.

"Yes KitKat," He responded softly.

"CAN YOU MOVE? YOU ARE CUTTING OFF THE BLOOD FLOW TO MY LEGS," You said in your normal loud, scratchy voice.

Dave began to shift behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You asked him what he was doing. "This is called 'human spooning' Karkat," Dave said.

"I KNOW WHAT IT IS," You responded harshly.

"Well do you know what this is?" Dave asks slowly grinding against you. You can feel his "human bulge boner what ever the fuck it is" against your thigh and ass.

"D-DAVE WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" You asked him in shock and some disgustment.

"It's called grinding KitKat," He said, "I had quite the dream about you and me."


--Be Dave--

You woke up to the sound of Karkat waking you. You assumed you passed out when you two were watching romcoms. You're dream was kind of explicit . fuck that it was out right pornographic.

"CAN YOU MOVE? YOU ARE CUTTING OFF THE BLOOD FLOW TO MY LEGS," Karkat said in his normal loud, scratchy voice.

You began to shift behind him and wrap your arms around his waist. He asked you what you were doing. "This is called 'human spooning' Karkat," you said.

"I KNOW WHAT IT IS," He responded harshly.

"Well do you know what this is?" you ask slowly grinding against the troll. You can feel your boner rub against his thigh and ass.

"D-DAVE WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" he  asks you in shock and some disgustment.

"It's called grinding KitKat," you said, "I had quite the dream about you and me."

"OH GOG DAVE!" Karkat said, a red tint coming to his cheeks.

You get on top of the troll and begin to kiss him. 

"DAVE THIS ISN'T PAIL!" Karkat says between kisses.

"I know." You respond, slipping your tongue into his mouth. Karkles gave soft moans a ran his hands through your bleach blonde hair.


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