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Strideritis [Davekat]
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Ongoing, First published Jun 27, 2016
Mature
Dave is drunk. Karkat is bored, and also kind of drunk, but still sensible enough to know when his buddy needs to go back to his room and nap. Dave gets flirty and things escalate from there.
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"Leave me to nest with my brethren," Dave mumbles bluntly.
It's only now that you realize there's a bottle of a dark yellow-tinged liquid inside. You figure it's something of an alcohol-apple juice hybrid beverage.  ('AJ'-- you hate that the human even uses that term in the first place)
You narrow your eyes, refusing to absorb a word of his drunken stupidity.
"Do you wanna try?" 
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A DaveKat one night stand (and possibly more?) fanfic I'm writing because there's like none of these and I need the feels
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Basically my buildup for smut and writing practice. Also on Ao3, and I'm working on posting this in a quotev-friendly format.  (aka, no smut, making it more of a short drabble story instead.) 
There *will be* multiple parts to this, with the smut in chapter two, and on Ao3 posted as different works in a series and readable on their own here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7186784
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"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.