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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Jack_Noir/Karkat_Vantas
  Character:
      The_Signless_|_The_Sufferer, The_Disciple_(Homestuck), Jack_Noir,
      Diamonds_Droog, Hearts_Boxcars, Clubs_Deuce, Kankri_Vantas, The_Dolorosa,
      Redglare, Gamzee_Makara
  Additional Tags:
      Humanstuck, Pedophilia, Angst, and_more_will_be_added_when_i_think_of_it,
      child_pornography, Child_Abuse, Sexual_Abuse, Emotional/Psychological
      Abuse, Angst_with_a_Happy_Ending, not_too_much_angst, leads_into_gamkar,
      gamzee_treats_karkat_with_respect, karkat_grows_up_through_this
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-09-09 Chapters: 2/? Words: 2730
****** Ordinary Life ******
by Larpopular
Summary
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Notes
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***** Sneak Peek *****
Karkat sighed as he walked home from school. He hated his school more than he
hated anything else. He understood why his brother hurried and skipped grades
just to get out. He was the preacher’s kid, everyone knew that in their small
town called Alternia. He hated it in the town.
Actually, Karkat hated just about everything. He hated his pale skin and red
eyes, he hated his white hair that never seemed to be groomed no matter what
anyone did to it. He also hated his hate. Hating how short he was. His father
always said “Now listen Karkat, boys your age are usually small. You’re only
six now and I assure you, that you will be as tall as your mother and I when
you’re older.”
He never believed that. He looked like a three year old in the second grade. He
got to skip first grade because he was so smart. His brother took him out for
ice-cream when he heard the news. He stopped walking and stared at the door in
front of him with the initials MC on it in large curly letters. He sighed and
smiled. He liked this house. He liked the overly dramatization of this house.
From the perfectly cut grass to the perfect flowers in the flower bed. He
stared at the black door for a moment before reaching for the spade shaped
handle and turning it. He loved the aroma that hit him every time he opened the
door. Always a different smell but always so wonderful. The residence of this
home loved to cook.
They each would schedule a day just for themselves to cook and would make all
kinds of meals. Karkat opened the door and saw what he loved the most. Jack
noir stood at the top of the steps and looked directly at Karkat with a smile.
His father didn’t know he came here. No-one did. It was his little secret in
this small town of rumors. Jack was Karkat’s little secret and that brought on
more secrets. He walked into the house and closed the door. Walking to the
steps and staring at jack waiting for him to tell Karkat he can come up.
No one knows how Karkat met jack. But they do. They are the only ones who know
about Jack coming into Karkat’s room late at night. Touching him where he knew
the child would like it. Karkat never told his parents about it. Who would?
His father would have told the whole church that Sunday and would’ve made a
sermon out of it and his mother would just drink away any concerns a parent
should have. Between his drunken and abusive mother and his “Righteous” father,
he had no one to tell. Except Jack. Jack knew why Karkat had left his windows
opened and door locked at night. He knew why the boy would sleep in his
underwear or even naked.
They both shared this secret and they both loved each other for it. Jack loved
Karkat, and Karkat knew that. He knew jack did these things out of love and
Karkat wanted to love jack back. Jack had an unusual way of showing Karkat
love. Either it was from gifts and treats or it would be late nights of
sweating and no sleep. Leaving the boy exhausted at school the next day.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
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He felt the pressure but refused to open his eyes. Why would he? He knew of the
terrors the dark would bring from scary movies and listening to children at
school talking about monsters and demons that hide until night fall to prey on
young children.
So, he stayed quiet and very still. Keeping his breathing even as he felt the
pressure move up his abdomen to his chest.
It paused at his neck before grabbing the blanket that was there, pulling it
down to past his feet. Exposing his care bear pajamas. His heart started
beating rapidly but he kept his breathing calm, giving the impression that he
was still asleep. He felt the pressure move down his chest and abdomen to where
the hem of his shirt met his pajama pants.
It pulled up his shirt and he was suddenly engulfed in an uneasy feeling. His
stomach started to hurt as his body screamed warnings at him. But, he didn’t
dare move, in fear of the consequences that could be brought on by his
movement.
 He felt the pressure move up and down his chest. He couldn’t take it anymore.
Once his right nipple was pinched, his eyes flew opened and stared at the
silhouette of a man in his dark bedroom.
The man stared back at Karkat and played with that nipple. The boy was
speechless, he didn’t know if he should scream for his neglectful parents or to
let this monster do as it pleases. The man chuckled, a deep low chuckle that
sent shivers down Karkat’s spine and made his head spin.
He felt a lump rise in his throat but couldn’t move. His eyes drifted down to
watch the man’s hand continue to rub all over Karkat’s torso. The hand was big
and felt rough, callused from years of work. Meaning this man wasn’t young.
Eventually it stayed still in the middle of Karkat’s chest. Adding more
pressure to make sure Karkat didn’t get up. The man’s other hand started to rub
Karkat’s thighs. Massaging them slowly until it crept up and that’s when Karkat
whimpered.
“Sh...sh.sh...sh... Relax.” The man said as he groped Karkat over his pajama
pants. He stared at the man trying to see his face as he was violated. The man
grabbed the waistband of Karkat’s pants and started to pull them down when the
hall light came on.
He let Karkat go and rushed to the window before vanishing out of it. Karkat’s
mother opened the door a few moments later and stared at him. “Go sleep.” She
mumbled before closing it. Ignoring the fact that her son was crying and his
clothes were messed up. He reached down and held his privates, once she left.
Closing the door behind herself.
He could feel his tiny prick throb into his hand and he sniffled. He didn’t
know what do to. He shook violently, terrified about what could have happened
and what did happen. He added more pressure and eventually it stopped and he
fell back to sleep.
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He woke up early that morning and got up to go wake his mother and father up
for work. They got ready and left Karkat alone. That was his favorite thing
about being four years old and having uncaring parents. He made a bowl of
cereal and sat on the living room floor to watch early morning cartoons. Once
the cartoons were off he got up and went to wash his bowl.
He heard the footsteps before he felt the hands wrap around his waist and lift
him up. Next thing he knew he was in a stranger’s arms being carried upstairs
to his bedroom. He cried silently but refused to fight back. He knew this man
had the potential to hurt him so he stayed perfectly still. The man laid him on
the bed and Karkat’s heart sunk further.
The man before him was none other than the mayor of their town. Mr. Jack Noir.
From his jet black hair with a little bit of grey at the roots to the scarred
face. One long and deep scar running from just above his eyebrow to almost his
jaw. The man had wrinkle but not enough to tell exactly his age. Instead of his
usual suits, he was wearing regular blue jeans and a black button up.
Not only was this man known for power and being cruel. He was Karkat’s mothers’
boss. “Hello Karkat. You’re growing well.” He purred as he sat on the edge of
Karkat’s bed. Sliding his hand up Karkat’s pajama shirt. He pulled on it until
he took it off and used the shirt to wipe away the boy’s tears. “Did you enjoy
last night Karkat?” the man asked making Karkat start to shake. Mr. Noir
lowered his head and started kissing all over Karkat’s abdomen as he slowly
pulled down Karkat’s pajama pants. The boy started crying harder but this time
jack ignored it.
No-one was home to hear him, so Jack didn’t bother to make the boy be quiet. He
actually enjoyed hearing Karkat cry, every quivering noise made Jack’s dick
harder.
He dropped the pants on the floor and sits up to look at Karkat as the boy
clung onto his boxers. Jack chuckled and yanked off the boxers anyways. It
wasn’t too hard considering Karkat was four and jack was 33.
He stood up and kicked off his shoes and started to undress as well. Licking
his lips as he stared at the boy who curled up to attempt to protect himself.
Once jack was fully naked he got on the bed with Karkat and forced the boy to
uncurl. Getting in-between Karkat’s small, thin legs. He reached down and fixed
his dick so it’ll lay against Karkat’s bladder and against his tiny prick. He
smirked as the boy cried louder and harder.
Trying to push jack off now. The man started rolling his hips. Getting the
friction on his dick from the boy’s and his stomachs pressed together. He held
Karkat’s arms above his head as he sped up. Grunting as both of their dicks
started to harden. This was a new experience for Karkat and he hated it.
After about fifteen minutes of jack grinding against Karkat, he sat up and
reached down to grab his pants and pull a bottle of a jelly like substance out
of the front pocket. “We were interrupted last time. But we have all day now.”
He chuckled. He opened the cap and poured some of the substance onto his hand.
Reaching down to stroke his dick with it.
He used the rest to lube up Karkat’s small entrance. Pushing a finger in to get
the insides lubed up as well. Karkat cried out and tried to pull away but jack
was holding him down roughly now. Karkat could barely move besides kick his
legs which did little to no damage. He added another finger and slowly moved
them in and out at he stretched the screaming boy.
After what seemed like forever for Karkat, jack pulled his fingers out. Karkat
got a second of relief before screaming bloody murder, as jack pushed his dick
in. jack groaned loudly, the boy was still so tight even after all the prep
work. He continued to push in and only stopped to give Karkat a break when he
was fully in. Karkat was tense and horrified. His insides felt like they were
on fire and he knew he was bleeding in more places than one down there.
After a few long minutes jack started rolling his hips making Karkat arch up in
pain and scream. Karkat’s screaming drove jack on and he started thrusting. His
soft grunts being drowned out by Karkat’s screaming. After a few minutes of the
slow thrusting, jack sped up and got rougher. Karkat’s voice started to crack
from all his screaming. Jack loved seeing Karkat like this.
He knew he could go on for hours at this rate, just the thought of driving his
blood stained dick in and out of this boy all day made him laugh. He didn’t
mean to laugh, but he couldn’t hold it in any longer. Pounding away at Karkat’s
small taint made jack lose it. He pulled out and flipped Karkat over onto his
stomach. Shoving back in with more force than needed. In this new position he
was able to get deeper into this boy. 
“God! You’re so fucking beautiful” jack said in-between grunts. Karkat quieted
down with his screaming. He had never gotten told something like that before.
In town everyone thought he was a freak for being albino. In church he was
called a demon and was hit by several people because he was ‘too close to their
kids’. At home his father couldn’t stand to look at him and his mother beat him
until he was bruised all over. Was told he looked better like that.
Jack realized Karkat calmed down a bit when he said that and grinned. He pulled
out and sat back. Turning Karkat around and sitting him in Jack’s lap. “I mean
it, you’re beautiful. Gorgeous. Amazing. I love you Karkat.” He said a smiled.
Karkat felt time stopped hearing the three words he craved for. He heard them
come from this monster. But how could a monster love? Or love him for that
matter?
“I’m doing this because this is how adults show others that they love them.” He
said and Karkat looked puzzled. “When a daddy loves a mommy he fucks her
Karkat. Just as I fucked you. And will continue to fuck you. Because I love you
so very very much... do you love me Karkat?”
Karkat thought about that for a moment before nodding slowly. Jack grinned and
leaned down. Kissing Karkat on the lips before pushing his tongue past the
small thin pale pink lips. Swirling his tongue around in Karkat’s mouth,
tasting him. 
Jack groaned roughly. Karkat kept his red eyes opened and stared at the man as
his mouth was violated. He reached down hesitantly and touched jack’s blood
stained dick.
Jack pulled away and grinned. “Lemme show you how, alright?” Karkat nodded and
looked down as jack moved both of Karkat’s hands, and wrapped them around his
thick shaft. He gently moved the boy’s hands up and down slowly.
He let go after he figured Karkat got it under control. He went back to kissing
the boy. Slipping his tongue back in the warm, small, moist mouth.
Karkat had all of his focus on his hand movements. Wanting more of those noises
to come from jack that meant he liked it.
Why wouldn’t he? He was loved! He wanted jack to be happy and to never stop
loving him. He wanted to always be loved. And if this is how he was going to
get it. Then he will bear the pain and he will allow Jack to do as he pleased
with Karkat’s mouth.
Jack moved Karkat’s hands faster. Grunting a bit louder. He broke the kiss to
watch Karkat. He loved how focused the boy was. “Do you want me to fuck you
again?” he purred out.
Karkat looked at him. He knew it would hurt again and he would bleed more. But
jack said that’s how you show love when you’re an adult. He wanted that love.
“Y...Yes...” he nodded and jack grinned like the devil.
After several hours of different positions and a lot of screaming, moaning,
grunting, and sweating. Karkat laid on top of jack sleeping. The man played
with Karkat’s hair and grinned. He knew he had this boy, and he would keep him
for as long as he could.
He slowly closed his eyes and began to drift off to sleep. Holding his precious
boy. Planning on teaching him all kinds of things. He loved Karkat, he didn’t
care if people said he was wrong for how he was showing it. But, he really did
love this boy.
After a few more hours jack’s eyes snapped opened to see headlights on a wall
in the pitchblack bedroom. He groaned, upset with himself for staying so late.
He moved Karkat and sat up as he heard the keys enter the lock downstairs.
Karkat grumbled and woke up. Rubbing his eyes and sat up.
Jack looked at him and grinned. “I have to go… but I’ll be back tomorrow. I
promise.” Karkat smiled and jack leaned down and kissed him.
He got out of bed and got dressed quickly and went to the window. Looking back
at Karkat who was also getting dressed. “I love you Karkat.” He whispered and
Karkat looked up. “Love you too jack.”
Jack grinned and left through the window. Karkat smiled brightly before gasping
and running to hide when his bedroom door was pounded on. “Where’s our dinner
you lil shit!” his mom yelled.
Karkat closed his eyes and prayed tomorrow would come fast.
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