More chapters on the way so don't worry, don't worry it gets more sexual.

"Strider!" Karkat yelled, tumbling out of his chair. The blonde had snuck up behind him and grabbed his chair out of nowhere, freaking him the fuck out and also making him now void of chair.

"Geez your jumpy" Dave only smirked.

"Because your being a fucking creep!"

"Pft, what's creepy is your dead hoarding clown boyfriend or whatever the hell you call it"

"He's my moirail fuckass!"

"Whatever, anyways Kanaya sent me to come get you, apparently we're all going to do some meeting or whatever about something to do with fashion. To be honest I wasn't actually listening"

"No fucking way! The absolute last thing i want to do on this goddamn meteor is listen to her use huge ass words to bash on me"

"I thought you two were friends?"

"We are, what makes you think we aren't?"

"Well where I'm from, we usually don't insult our friends, well actually, ok i take that back I insult John a whole lot but like, we do it as a joke."

"Ugh your human diseases are so weird"

"Just get your ass to the meeting, its not like you actually have anything else to do"

"I'm not fucking going!"

"Dude just go"

"No!"

"I will make you"

"Don't you fucking dare! I am going to hurt you Strider, I swear i will"

"Oh man in that case I really shouldn't do this huh"

They had a brief standoff, daring the other to move silently, eyes locked in perpetual rage vs stoic douche shades. All of a sudden Karkat raced forwards, absconding straight for the door so he could get free and hide somewhere until the whole thing was over.

Of course he had just completely forgotten about the fact that Dave could flash step. He felt himself run straight into his arm, only briefly thinking "shit" before being flung backwards onto the table, papers and a cup of shitty coffee going everywhere. He had a brief moment of deja vu before struggling against Dave as he tried not to get pinned down.

"Fuckass"

"Cunt"

Karkat grabbed Dave and swung him over, rolling him off the table and landing him on an armchair beside it. Karkat quickly pounced on him, sending the chair flopping over and them both landing with a painful thud.

"Ugh your an idiot" Dave groaned, his head sore from where he hit it, and a Karkat on his chest making it hard to breath.

Karkat was glad he had his head turned away from Dave, he was blushing as hot as an iron in the fire, head nuzzled precariously in Dave's shoulder. He was so black for Dave it hurt, all the constant denial and avoidance only made it worse, not to mention all the sexual tension he had been storing up since they get on this damn meteor.

"Dude, get off me already, you weigh a freaking ton-!" he was cut off by Karkat shoving his mouth onto his, grinding his hips into the blondes as well as letting out a small moan.

Dave was utterly speechless from uncool shock. Only when Karkat's tongue ran over his lips did he snap out of it and shove Karkat off forcibly.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DUDE!" he yelled, forgetting about being stoic.

"Ow, geez could you have thrown me any harder?" Karkat whined, sitting up; Dave was already on his feet, backed up from Karkat.

"Dude why the hell did you do that!" Dave barked, getting his control back although his heart was still ramming against his chest.

"Isn't it fucking obvious!" Karkat yelled, then looking away and blushing he muttered, "I think I'm blackrom for you"

"Wait a second, is that your freaky hate love thing?"

"Yeah, the freaky hate love thing"

"I'm going to pull an Egbert here and say this now, I'm now and say I'm not a homosexual"

"I don't even know that that fucking means!"

"Well get a goddamn dictionary before you go lip raping people!" he didn't really care how uncool that sounded and stormed out, leaving Karkat to wallow in his embarrassment and failed attempt to fill a quadrant.