
Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/327352.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      John_Egbert/Karkat_Vantas
  Character:
      John_Egbert, Karkat_Vantas
  Additional Tags:
      Caliginous_Romance_|_Kismesis, movies_-_Freeform
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-05-25 Words: 4603
****** Fuck Me Harder ******
by SnazzyCookies
Summary
     From this_prompt on the kink meme.
John's derpy laugh drowned out whatever the human characters on the screen were
saying, and Karkat seethed. For what seemed the infinite time that night,
John's annoying, irritating voice overrode every other sound in the room, as he
pointed and laughed at the screen, popcorn flying all over the place, getting
stuck in the cushions of Karkat's couch.&#xA0;

The worst part was that no one else seemed bothered by this at all. Terezi
laughed with him, though she also laughed at plenty of parts which no one else
found funny. Dave had no expression, just like he never had any expression.
Nepeta cooed at the cute parts, especially the morail scenes where the girl
asked her best friend for advice about her potential matesprit. She snuggled
against Equius, who was dry as a bone while watching this human romance movie
of traditional matesprit love.

John laughed again, slapping his knee like a clown, and Karkat dug his claws
into his own kneecaps with loathing, and tried, desperately, to not get turned
on. And he failed.&#xA0;

The humans had been in the Veil for about two weeks, now. Kanaya and Terezi and
even Vriska were direly curious about the human culture, and so they planned
these "movie nights", though it was&#xA0;always&#xA0;night, and gathered with
the humans to watch these things. Most of the time, everyone came because it
was the only thing to do that was new and interesting. Or new and annoying. Or
new and impossibly, loathingly, frustratingly sexy.

John bounced up and down on the couch. "Oooh, oooh, this is the best part,
Vriska, don't miss this part!"
She squealed when the male human got up on the stage and embarrassed himself by
singing a terrible song, which apparently wooed the female human successfully.
Karkat sneered. He did not have any comprehension how in hell Vriska leaned red
towards John.

The movie ended, and John wiped sissy tears from his eyes.&#xA0; "Oh, that's
one of my favorites, it gets me every time," he said. "I'll bet there's
nothing&#xA0;nearly&#xA0;as good as that in your collection of troll movies,
Karkat," he said, elbowing him. Karkat's cheeks flamed red. He knew John was
too stupid to recognize he was hitting on him, challenging him to who had
better movies- but the effect was the same.&#xA0;

"Every&#xA0;movie I own is better than this fucking piece of grubworm
excretion!" he shouted. "John Egbert, every time I watch one of
your&#xA0;unbearably awful&#xA0;movies I don't think you can top yourself, but
then you do!"

John laughed, good-naturedly, and patted Karkat on the shoulder. Everyone was
starting to leave Karkat's respite block. His place was inarguably the best
choice for watching anything; he had the best entertainment system possible set
up, and it was for&#xA0;good&#xA0;movies, not the trash that John tainted it
with constantly, all the time. He was always invading Karkat's life; his couch
was full of popcorn, his mind was full of trashy movies, his heart was full of
unreturned black passion that was eating him alive and driving him insane.

"Aww, I know you like them," John replied. "Though I don't really know if
they're better than troll movies. I've never seen one!"

Karkat ground his teeth together.&#xA0;"Are you implying that your soft sponge
of a think pan is interested in actually learning about troll culture?"

John turned to look at him and their eyes met for a moment. They were
infuriatingly captivating, their deep blue forcing Karkat to stare into them,
making his pulse increase, making him grow warm. John smiled.

"Are you inviting me to watch another movie with you, Karkat?" he asked, and
his eyes shined brightly in the light from the tv screen, his dopey ears
sticking out from underneath his unruly hair, his freckled cheeks perfectly
round and inviting and Karkat was trapped, staring. He was aware that everyone
else had left. He had John alone.
He wasn't going to waste it.

"Yes," Karkat spat. John's face lit up with a goofy grin. "Oh boy, which one
should we pick?" he said, standing up, as if he was going to touch Karkat's
bookshelf of movies.

Karkat flew to his feet. He placed his palm flat on John's chest and shoved the
human boy back down onto the couch. "You're not touching anything. Sit," he
said. John giggled. The black feelings in Karkat only grew stronger.&#xA0;

He peered at his collection of movies, his eyes automatically darting towards
the kismesis section, and he frowned. Stupid John and his stupid humanity; how
could he ever make him understand? There must be something, a pure, perfect
classic, that could give the idiot human a clue...
There. This was perfect.&#xA0;

Karkat shoved it into the player and plopped down on the couch, as close to
John as he dared.

"What's this one called?" John asked.

"Two trolls meet for a friendly game of sharp objects thrown at explosive
targets, but then quickly fall into the deepest, blackest rivalry which they
take to the professional stage in the trans-Alternian annual competition and
compete in the throes of passionate kismesis. Little does she know that he's
only a rustblood, escaped from the fate of culling because he is the
illegitimate moirail of a very powerful indigo-blood. When she discovers his
horrific lie, on national television, instead of being repulsed she dips into
the blackest hate and challenges him that if he defeats her in the tournament,
she will have him as her kismesis forever. The crowd is stunned in silent
observation as the match continues, getting hotter and hotter until he is
finally triumphant, and they lived in beautiful hatred ever after."

The blank stare on John's face did not give Karkat much encouragement, but he
played the movie anyway. He expected John to get up bored, but instead he crept
closer as the minutes rolled by, until the part when the female lead's lusus
discovers her infidelity with the lowblood and attacks him. When that happened,
John leaped towards Karkat, clutching at his sleeve, covering his eyes with one
hand at the bloody scene that ensued, ending with the lusus' death, proclaiming
that the young troll had reached maturity and was worthy of having a mate.

Karkat looked down at the pink fingers wrapped around the cloth of his sleeve.
"Get off me," he growled softly.

"I don't want to," John replied. Heat flushed instantly to Karkat's face. His
breath became unsteady.&#xA0;

"I said get off," he repeated, though his voice was breathy now, soft and hot.

"No. I like being next to you. You're so warm..."

Karkat sneered and turned to John with gritted teeth. He was on the verge of
exploding with heat. He couldn't take much more of this.

"Get off me, or I will&#xA0;make&#xA0;you get off me!"

John grinned. This game was fun!

"I'm not going anywhere," he said. Karkat's breath came quickly, his heart
raced in his chest. That was it; he couldn't take it for another moment. He
lost his self-control.

His free arm flashed out and he clasped his fingers around John's wrist. The
troll yanked John's hand away from his arm, and the boy yelped in surprise. He
went to get up.

"Oh, you're not going anywhere," Karkat snarled, yanking John back to the couch
roughly by his wrist. John grunted as he landed on his ass, and in a flash
Karkat was standing over him and shoving his hand against John's chest, forcing
him to lay. John resisted, but Karkat was far too strong. John wriggled a bit,
though it didn't seem he was trying to get away all that much...

"Karkat, let me up," he said. John looked up into his friends' eyes and saw a
burning fire, and then a slow smile spread over the troll's face.&#xA0;

"No," Karkat replied, crawling on top of John, straddling him, pinning his
upper legs between his thighs. "You're not going anywhere." he growled softly.
John's nerves suddenly flew into high gear. He started to wriggle. Karkat's
heart raced. He was going to struggle, he was going to fight him, it was too
much, it was too hot, too black. Karkat lost it. He went over the edge.
He moved his hand from John's chest to his other wrist and pinned them to the
couch. He leaned forward, crushing their chests together, and forced his lips
onto John's. John squeaked, his eyes flying wide open with surprise. He
squirmed and wriggled, but that only made Karkat hotter. The troll slid his
lips down John's neck then, and he nipped at it playfully. He kissed it
teasingly. He licked it tauntingly...and then John stopped struggling.&#xA0;

Encouraged, Karkat clamped his lips around the flesh of John's neck and sucked.
A low, soft moan escaped the human&#x2019;s lips, resonating through Karkat's
chest pressed against him, and his bulge grew, pressing against his pants. He
heard John gasp as he felt it. Karkat snickered and ground his bulge against
John's crotch. John whimpered.


"Kar...Karkat, I...don't...think..."
Karkat moved so his lips were next to John's ear, which was satisfactorily a
flaming, bright red.

"I don't care what you think, John Egbert," he snarled, clasping his hands
tighter around John's wrists, letting the sharpness of his claws put
indentations in John's skin. "I want you and I'm going to have you, and you're
going to hate me because you're going to like it."

Karkat slid his lips down John's neck and the boy shuddered, and tried in vain
to struggle again. The troll trailed the points of his teeth over John's neck,
teasing him, playing with him, making him whimper, and then he closed them,
biting the human flesh.

John fucking&#xA0;moaned. Karkat's bulge pulsed at the sound. He hissed and
ground his hips against John, and to his complete shock, he felt John's bulge
pressing back against him.

Karkat pulled away, eying the delicious oval shape of bloody specks his teeth
had left on John's neck. He looked into John's face with lustful, half-closed
eyes.

"You want me," he stated, a smirk on his face. "All this fucking time and
you've been playing&#xA0;everyone, but you can't hide it now, I feel how you
want me, you little liar."

John squirmed- but the effort was half-assed, and Karkat knew it.
"No, I mean, maybe, but we should probably talk about it fiiiirst!" John's
voice ran up into a high-pitched squeal as Karkat dug his claws into the boy's
wrists, drawing blood. He felt John's bulge pulse. He laughed.

"You can't hide your dirty little secret from me now, fuckass! Yes, that's
exactly what you are, a lying little fuckass, whose ass is going to get fucked
until you cry and beg for mercy."

John whimpered and his eyes locked onto Karkat's. The troll leaned down and
crushed his lips against John's, shoving his head into the couch cushions.
Karkat let his teeth run over John's lips, and to his delight, John opened his
mouth for him. Karkat shoved his tongue deep inside John's mouth and the boy
moaned, lifting his chin ever so slightly, and he became relaxed underneath
him.

Karkat's heart beat wildly as he realized that it was true. John wanted
him...no, John wanted to be&#xA0;taken&#xA0;by him, defeated by him, true black
desire. Karkat sat up abruptly and let go of John's wrists. John made no effort
to move at all. Karkat hurriedly, with desperation, slid his fingers under the
bottom of John's shirt. As he slid his hands up, grazing John's flesh with his
palms, John moaned and arched his back.

"Oh, look at you now, mister "Humans can't feel kismesis". You're a horrible
little fucking liar, you know that? Pretending you don't want me, all the while
egging me on with snide comments and false innocence, but you're revealed now,
aren't you?"
Karkat tore John's shirt off over his head. For the first time he gazed at the
strange human chest, with two very weird dark circles on the upper part.
Curiously, he ran his claws over them, and John cried out, arching his back
further, panting heavily.

"Karkat! Stop, those are...are..."
Karkat smirked and raked his clawtips over the little nubs again, and he
reveled in the high-pitched squeak that emanated from John's lips.

"They're turning you on, you dirty little slut," Karkat mocked. "I'm not even
holding your arms down now, you could try to fight me if you wanted to, but
you're not. You're letting me play with what is clearly some sort of pleasure
receptacle, because you want me."

John's bulge pulsed against Karkat's again, and Karkat snickered. "Oh,
yes...yes, John. That's it. Give into it; you don't have a choice anyway so you
might as well admit you enjoy this."

Karkat slid his fingers down John's chest and began to stroke his stomach,
admiring the strange newness of his human flesh. John gasped for fresh air, as
if he'd been holding his breath. He panted.

"Karkat I don't think..."

Karkat's palm pressed across John's lips roughly, squishing his head into the
couch. Karkat leaned down, his face close to John's.

"I already told you, I don't care what you think. You're not getting out of
this, you're going to get fucked and you're going to like it."

John's nostrils flared as his breath rushed in and out of his nose. His ears
were turning so red they were nearly purple. Karkat shoved his hand harder,
forcing John's chin to rise, exposing his throat. Karkat leaned down and bit
it. John screeched, his voice muffled by Karkat's hand, but then Karkat began
to suck, and John moaned deeply, melting into a puddle on the couch.

Karkat finished with that mark and moved a few inches over, biting down again,
sucking the flesh of John's neck into his mouth. Oh, now that he had him
everyone was going to know; John was going to know, every time he looked in the
mirror, who had taken him and made him scream. Karkat left a row of them, and
John's moans became deeper and longer.

"I'm going to take my hand away now. And you're going to admit how much you
love this. You're gonna confess what a whore you really are; you're gonna tell
me all your filthy desires, you little fuckass, is that understood?"

John nodded weakly, and Karkat took his hand away. John stared up into his
lustful yellow eyes, his mind completely confused as to why this
felt&#xA0;so&#xA0;good, why all of a sudden Karkat towering over him, crushing
him to the couch was all he wanted.

"Say it," Karkat demanded. "Tell me what you want, Egbert."
John swallowed and moved his tongue around a bit, trying to moisten his lips
enough to speak. Karkat's hands left his chest and wandered down, down, and
then Karkat slid himself back a bit and John's pulse raced as the troll teased
his claws over the lump in John's jeans. John squeaked, and then Karkat pressed
the heel of his hand onto his penis, hard, rubbing up and down his length. John
gasped and panted.

"Tell me," Karkat demanded. John swallowed.

"Kar...Kar...Kat.."
"Come on, Egbert. I can see what a slut you are; just admit it."

John couldn't believe the sensations oozing through him. His eyes flew open
wide as Karkat pressed even harder, rubbing him, making him shudder.

"Karkat, I want you! I don't know why but this is so hot and forget everything
I ever said about not being gay, this feels amazing!"

"That's nice," Karkat said, sliding his fingers up to the top of John's jeans.
Undoing the button. Pulling down on the zipper. John's breaths came even faster
somehow as Karkat's fingers worked their way in and stroked him on the outside
of his underpants. John squeaked.

"Say you're my slut, John Egbert. Admit you're my whore."

John squeezed his eyes shut as Karkat rubbed him roughly
again.&#xA0;"Ohhhh....oh, yes, I am, I admit it! I've wanted you forever but I
was too scared to say anything to anybody and this is really exciting, and you
can do this to me any time you want, you're right, I&#xA0;am&#xA0;a slut, I
am&#xA0;a whore, I don't even care, I just know that I want you!"
Karkat was done playing. He yanked John's pants and boxers down to his knees in
one pull. He eyed the pulsing red bulge with satisfaction before standing up
and tearing off his own shirt. He reached down and unceremoniously undid his
pants, dropping them in a hurry to the floor. John's eyes grew wide as he saw
the hardness of Karkat's greyish-reddish penis, and then his mind went black as
Karkat stood over him and wrapped his fingers around John's shaft.

He pulled downward and John cried out with pleasure. He bucked his hips up
immediately, and Karkat put a palm on his abdomen, shoving him back down.
Karkat stroked him, working him up to near desperation, occasionally letting
his claws brush past the sensitive skin. John thrust upward again and Karkat
let go.

"Please don't stop please don't stop please don't stop!" John begged.&#xA0;

"If you want me to finish, you'll do what I say," Karkat growled.&#xA0;

"Yes, yes! Tell me!"

The desperation in John's voice was thick; John had never felt such things in
his life and he needed more of it, right now.

"Sit up," Karkat demanded. John was confused, but desperate, so he obeyed and
before he barely had balance, Karkat's hand was on the back of his head,
tightly grabbing a fistfull of his hair. He shoved John's face towards his
pulsing grey bulge.

"Open your mouth."

John's pulse raced with fear and heat as he did as he was told. Everything
Karkat was doing was making him impossibly hot, and he didn't know why but he
didn't care. Karkat held his head in place as he moved the tip of his dick into
John's mouth, and John tasted a strange sweet and salty flavor. He liked it and
rose his tongue to get more.

"Oh, yeah, just like that," Karkat said, sliding his dick in further, then
further, until John gagged and pulled back. Karkat's hand did not let him go
far; he could not escape from the penis in his mouth, and then a few seconds
later it was sliding back in and John did his best, not having any idea what he
was doing, trying to move his lips and tongue and suppress the desire to gag...

Karkat roughly grabbed his hair with his other hand, slowly sliding in and out
of John's mouth.

"You're so lucky I chose to do it this way; your teeth aren't nearly as sharp
as mine."

John was a speechless puddle of brainless emotions, his cheeks flaming pink,
his penis desperate for attention. Drool dripped down Karkat's shaft but he
didn't seem to care; there was nothing John could do about it anyway, as his
hair was captive to Karkat's impossibly strong grip.

"Oh, yeah..." Karkat thrust foward, causing John to gag. Karkat waited a few
seconds, and thrust again.

"You're going to be my little bucket-whore. You're going to learn to take it
all and swallow it all down ,every drop. But right now I'm too hot to train you
properly."

Karkat pulled out of John's mouth and he gasped for air.
John wasn't quite sure what Karkat meant, so he hesitated a moment. Karkat's
hands then grabbed his waist and slid his body, until John slipped/fell onto
his knees, facing the couch.

"Bend over, chest on the cushions. You're gonna need the support, believe me."

John shook with anticipation and fear. He heard a strange squishing noise and
turned his head to see Karkat spreading a red, clearish liquid that oozed out
from his tip all over his fingers...

Karkat shoved the side of John's face into the couch with his left palm. Karkat
pressed his fingertips against John's head...wait, had Karkat's claws
disappeared?

"Don't move, or my claws will cut you even though I've retracted them. I find
you irresistibly annoying, John Egbert, I want to spend hours and days and
years showing you the depth of my lustful loathing, and so you can't become
injured. You will not move unless I tell you to move, is that clear?"

John nodded, and then he felt the sharp point of Karkat's claw against his
anus. He shivered with fear, he didn't think this was what Karkat meant, he
didn't want this, he didn't...

He cried out as the troll's finger slide up into him. He could feel the claw's
presence, but Karkat moved slowly, very deliberately and carefully, keeping it
safely within his own fingertip, and John squeezed his eyes shut and remained
still as instructed.&#xA0;

Then a second finger slid into him without warning and he yelped. The palm on
his face shoved him harder into the couch. He whimpered and remained still
while Karkat invaded him repeatedly, until he started to get used to it. Then a
third finger was there, stretching him, and he wriggled...

"Hold&#xA0;still. You can squirm later."
John did his best, bit his lower lip, and shut his eyes. Then it was all gone.

Karkat shifted so that he was fully behind John. He leaned down, pressing his
chest against John's back. It felt cool and moist, and a strange musk
surrounded John as Karkat brought his face right up to his.

"I can't stand you, John Egbert, I can't stand the way you tease me with your
sexy eyes and your annoying laugh and your stupid buck teeth, and I am going to
show you the depth of my hot, lustful hatred until you are desperate for it
every single night."

John felt afraid. He trusted Karkat as a friend, but he didn't really
understand the feelings he was talking about. He didn't really...

John's eyes grew wide as Karkat's bulge pressed against him. He bit his lip and
whimpered as it was much harder than he was sure a human dick would be. He
panted heavily as Karkat slid into him, covered in a slippery red film that was
some troll form of pre-cum. John squirmed and Karkat crushed his head and back
with his hands into the couch. He slid in further. John panted like crazy.

Then Karkat was sliding slowly back out, and John thought it was over...
"...ahhhhhHHHHH!" John screamed as Karkat thrust into him. "Ah...ahhh!" He
thrust hard, roughly, and John grit his teeth, trying to squirm, or simply turn
his head and bury his face into the couch. It was unbearable; if he'd had the
breath to beg Karkat to stop, he would, he...

"Oh...ohhhhhhh..." John's own moan surprised him. The feeling...
"Oh...yeeeaaaahhhh..." It was impossible for anything to feel this good.
Nothing should ever feel this good. How...why...did he suddenly feel so...

"Mmmmmm...." John's voice was muffled by the couch.

"See? I knew you wanted me. From the moment I saw you, I knew you'd never get
away from Karkat Vantas."

It seemed impossible, but every thrust felt more amazing than the last.&#xA0;

"Oh...Karkat...more, please, more..."

Karkat snorted and grabbed a fistful of John's hair, forcing his face up to his
as he leaned down.

"What, more of&#xA0;this?"Karkat thrust hard into John, and John was a helpless
puddle.

"Yes..."

Karkat sneered and shoved John's face hard into the couch. He put both of his
palms on the back of John's shoulder blades and stopped playing around. He
thrust in hard, deep up to his shame globes, buried inside the intense heat and
delicious tightness that was John. Every time he pushed in John moaned.
"Faster, harder..." John said breathlessly.

"Convince me," Karkat teased.

"Please...Karkat...this feels amazing...I want you so bad..."

Karkat snorted.

"You're such a prissy nookstain. That wasn't convincing."

Karkat slowed down, moving in and out more gently, agonizingly slowly, becoming
nothing more than a tease for John.

"Karkat, please...please!"

Karkat snickered.

"Please what, bitch?"

"Please...go faster..."

"Do&#xA0;what&#xA0;faster?"

John's lips quivered for just a second longer, as some part of his innocence
hung on. But when Karkat slid out nearly all the way and pushed back in
agonizingly slowly, John tried to thrust back against him- and it got him
slapped on the ass. Hard.

"Please...Karkat, fuck me."

Karkat slapped John's ass again.

"Fuck me, fuck me! I admit it, I want you, I'm a filthy whore, fuck me, Karkat,
please!"

Karkat's heart pounded in his chest as he obliged. He dug his claws into John's
sides as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. As the pressure
built up he reached down and wrapped his fingers around John's shaft and
started to pump him. John screamed through gritted teeth as he felt things more
intense than he ever could have imagined, and then he was exploding with
pleasure, the world swimming around him with deliciousness and he was
blissfully drowning in it.

With a loud, hard grunt, Karkat thrust into John one more powerful time, and
then John felt a bucket get shoved between his knees. First there were a few
drips but then it was raining down, splattering into the bucket until it was
nearly half-full, red sloshy liquid that dripped down the insides of John's
legs.

Karkat collapsed on top of John in a heap of sweat. John in turn sank into the
couch and moaned softly. The fuzzy afterglow lasted a long time, and neither of
them moved.

"Karkat...I..." John paused. He realized that Karkat didn't feel the same way
he felt. That for him, he was a kismesis, this was a hate-thing, and tears
pricked the corners of John's eyes.

"What is it?" Karkat's voice was soft. Satisfied. Gentle. Completely non-
Karkat-like.

John just blurted it out. "I, uh...don't take this the wrong way, but I think I
love you..."

Karkat sighed heavily against John's back.&#xA0; "I love you too, though if you
tell anyone, I'll make sure you suffer for it."

"Ok...wait, what? I thought we were, uh, in the black quadrant?"

"We are."

"Then why...how can you love me, if you hate me, two opposite things?"

Karkat snorted.

"Once again, your humanity proves to be the biggest detriment to your logical
processors. Hate and love are not opposite. Hate and&#xA0;pity&#xA0;are
opposite, I do not pity you, John Egbert, not for one second, one moment, do
you deserve any pity for the trouble you've caused me. But hell a troll can
love their partner in any quadrant."

With that, the derpy, goofy smile with three buck teeth spread across John's
face, and Karkat rolled his eyes with annoyance as he brushed a strand of hair
out of John's eyes. He then kissed him on his cheek, stood up and stretched.

"Okay, well, let's clean up this disaster," he said, and he wandered away to
get a towel. John still didn't move. He never wanted to move. Besides the fact
that he was fairly certain he would be sore when he moved, more importantly, he
had just had the best moment of his life, and he didn't want it to end just
yet. He sighed, dreamy and content, and stared at the bookshelf that contained
countless troll and human romance movies.

Not one of them came remotely close to the amazingness of having it for real.
Not close at all.
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