Karkat x Reader- Ready [Lemon!]

Ready

Karkat x Reader Lemon- Ready

You lie upside down on the couch, your head on the cushion and your feet draped over the top.

You, once again, have been subjected to one your matesprit's romcoms. You doing understand why Karkat loves them so much, they're so cheesy and fake.

Being here with him was enough to keep you happy, though.

You moved yourself so that you were sitting on the sofa properly, and then laid your head on Karkat's shoulder. He had begun to tear up at one of the especially touching moments, and was staring at the screen in anticipation while trying to wipe away the red substance dripping from his eyes. By the end of the movie, he was full-on sobbing. You simply got up and retrieved his favorite crab plushie - which you sometimes teased him for still having - and handed it to him, which he promptly hugged and buried his face in. You curled up on the couch besides him, waiting the drama-fest out.

About ten minutes later, he was done, and uncharacteristically silent. You scooted closer to him, wrapping your arms around your lovable grumpy-pants matesprit, and gathering your courage for what you were about to say.

"Karkat..?"

"WHAT IS IT, YOU ADORABLE NOOKSNIFFER?"

You buried your face in his grey sweater, blushing vividly. You heard his gruff voice from above you, saying,

"WELL? WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?"

You just stayed there, hugging him for a few minutes, too embarrassed to go on. Finally, he sighed, and began to move.

"LOOK, IF YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY-"

You moved first, climbing on his lap quickly and fastening him down with your weight to the couch. Your blush had deepened to a dark scarlet, and you looked nervously away from his confused and frustrated face. You looked back at him, staring hard into his red irises.

"Karkat, I think I'm ready to fill a pail with you."

You looked down and away, biting your lip and waiting for his answer. A soft growl emanated from the red-blooded troll, and you felt yourself being lifted up into his arms, as he carried you out of the room bridal-style. You looked up at him to see that a cherry red blush had taken over his grey face as well, and he said,

"Y-YOU SHOULD'VE JUST SAID SO SOONER, FUCK. I.. I FEEL THE SAME FUCKING WAY."

You smiled, clinging to him as he carried you to the bedroom you shared in your hive. He laid you down on the bed - the same one he had went and bought because you didn't want to sleep in the recuperacoon - and leaned over you, his breath tickling your ear. His voice lowered, a soft but rough whisper now.

"A-are you sure you want to go through with this..?"

You nodded, telling him,

"I've never felt more ready."

He nodded, his eyebrows knitting together in worry and frustration.

Gog. As much as you loved your matesprit, he seriously needed to loosen up sometimes. Which was partly what tonight was for. You sat up, hesitating before leaning forward and locking your lips onto his. The kiss is slow and passionate, your lips moving in unison and harmony. Soon enough, he gently bites your bottom lip, asking for entrance. You open your mouth, and his tongue quickly slides in, making you gasp a little. The kiss becomes more frantic and sloppy, Karkat's tongue exploring every inch of your mouth and both your faces glowing red from the heat. Eventually, you reach up, and start to softly rub the base of Karkat's horns. A soft growl comes from him, and then a harmonious purr. You continue to rub his horns, and he deepens the kiss even further, both of you growing needy. His clawed fingers fumble clumsily with your shirt, and you separate for a brief moment to pull it off. His shirt soon comes off as well, and your hands trace the lines over his chest, as well as scars. Your hands touch something especially hard, residing on the sides of his chest. They are red, and shaped like scars, but protrude from his body, one on each side. When you touch them, he moans softly, and you gather that they are sensitive. You look up at him.