"What if it... was?" Karkat raised his eyebrows. Dave knew he was high, but he didn't really care. Dave has always had some kind of feeling for Karkat. Possibly red. "I wouldn't mind it." Karkat said. Probably red. "I'll go get ready, Dave." Karkat smirked and strutted out of the living room. Most definitely, positively red.
Dave laid a blanket on the floor. He practiced sexy poses, like the side lean, the Equius, the man spread. Not one was comfortable. "Jesus Christ, how does he sit like that?!" Dave wondered. Karkat stumbled back into the living room in Dave's undershirt and boxers. He looked so stupid, yet so loveable. The shirt said "YOU OTHER BROTHERS CAN'T DENY" in big, bold, capital letters.
"Bahahaha!" Dave laughed at Karkat, who pouted, then laid down. "You ready, babyyyy?" Said Karkat. That made Dave uncomfortable. "Yeah, bro, I think so."
Dave sat on Karkat's legs backwards. Then... well, I don't think I should explain it. Go read a Davekat lemon, perv.
I need to make this chapter longer because apparently, it only takes 40 seconds to read so I'm gonna give you some random Homestuck pictures in my camera roll.
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The Day Of All Days {Like, a Billion Ships} Homestuck
FanfictionTW: almost smut but not rlly bad words )0: honking phãt rhymes (jk) karkalicious ):B pb & j (my otp) Gamzee *obliviously* gets you, Karkat, to eat his sopor slime pie. That night, you begin to bring yourself into things that sober you could never be...