KARKAT AND VRISKA AND THE FLYING PHALLUSES

Karkat had no idea how he got wrapped up into Vriska's newest FLARP game, but it wasn't really a request he could ignore; he was frankly terrified of the Cerulean-Blood friend of his, and he wasn't about to let himself get brainwashed and led into the gaping maw of an arachna-beast lusus. Karkat looked to his partner in the game set-up, and watched as she threw out a few of the enemies for the other team out into the world. He folded his arms and rolled his eyes as she looked up from her PDA and smirked.

 

"What's that for, you psychotic broad?" Karkat growled, as Vriska snickered to herself.

 

"Oh Karkaaaaaaaat, don't be such a worry-wart. I'm just..." she paused, and her other hand instinctively reached up next to her new eye-patch. "Eye-ing my new assets." Her good eye flitted down to inspect Karkat's crotch, and Karkat blushed as he snapped again.

 

"What's the big idea, little miss crazy? I thought we were playing a game here, not an erotic romance movie." Vriska scowled and slapped Karkat's head with her new robotic hand.

 

"Can it, Crabcakes." Vriska threatened, as she pointed right at the injured anonymous-blood. "Your stupid little girlfriend decided to flake out of the fight yesternight, and I~ haven't been able to contact her since! So youuuuuuuu, the wonderful little warrior you are, are going to fight her battles. Capiche?" She said, her hand tightening into a fist. Karkat swallowed the lump in his throat as he nodded his head slowly. Vriska grinned, and with sudden quickness, grasped Karkat's slowly bulging package in her robot hand. He yelped, but she hushed him up as she fondled him slowly. Karkat began to lose his nerve as the robotic fingers squeezed and gripped his mighty halberd. She gave a look of approval at him, and let go, as Karkat choked and breathed heavily.

 

"Bitch." He said under his breath. Vriska laughed menacingly, and signalled that the game was starting soon. She stepped out of the hut they were using as a base of operation, and went out to play their match.

 

The air was tense. The sound of the enemies dropping into the world could be heard as Vriska readied her dice and looked around. Karkat took out his own weapon, and tensely looked about his new environment, not knowing quite what he was going to be up against.

 

Karkat gripped his sickle tightly and grimaced at something in the horizon. His perception stat wasn't too high, so all he could see in the distance was some kind of... cloud, that was moving towards them. Vriska, having recently suffered from an "accident" involving her now ex-FLARP partner, was completely unable to even see the enemies. Not wanting to sound like a whiner, Karkat kept his mouth shut. Vriska prowled about the hills, as low as she could get, so as to avoid detection. Karkat followed closely behind her, not wanting to get caught out in the open, but he kept nervously glancing at the oncoming cloud of what he began to suspect were their enemies. Foolishly, Karkat accidentally stumbled up into Vriska, getting a face full of ass as she came to a stop over a ridge. She looked behind him and gave a sensuous "oooh~" as he hurriedly took his face out of the mountain-crevice. Her ass wasn't that bad, Karkat couldn't help but think. It was pretty small, but it had plenty of bounce. He took half a second to grope it as he left it, which he had a feeling that Vriska felt, but she didn't say anything. She shook her hand and motioned for him to join her up at the edge of the cliff. Karkat obediently, yet begrudgingly, came up.

 

"Do you see what I seeeeeeee?" She asked, pointing to a campfire in the distance. Karkat couldn't see anyone around, and figured it must be abandoned. Vriska, however, wasn't looking for the enemies. "Because I see treasure chests!" She pointed down next to the fire again, and as Karkat squinted, he noticed it at last; a set of chests, locked up by the campside.

 

"So what the fuck do you want to do?" Karkat asked, as he leaned on his elbow over the ridge. "Climb all the way down?"

 

"Noooooooo," she said slyly, as her eyes glinted greedily. "We're going to flyyyyyyyy." As she said that, she turned and pointed at the cloud that had been following them since the beginning. It was a huge swarm of giant, flying penises, each as rigid and erect as a bundle of steel girders. Vriska gripped onto a pair as they passed overhead, and Karkat was poked and prodded into doing the same, as they travelled down to the campsite. It was ways away, but Vriska seemed to be enjoying herself; as were her flying phallus friends. Vriska's iron-grip slowly jerked off one of the companions as her softer, flesh-palm pleasured the other, her elbows were being rubbed against by two more of the penis pals, and another had picked her up around the crotch. Vriska just grunted and grinned, the pleasure seemingly ineffective against her, as the flying phalli came, showering cum like a rain-cloud. Karkat was uncomfortably poked some more as the penises expected more of the same from him, but he did not abide. They whimpered pathetically, precum leaking out, but Karkat was more interested in what was going on with his partner. The display of power caused his cock-rocket to harden dramatically, and with the wind and the wieners around him, his pants were slowly shuffled off. Vriska was finally let down right outside the camp, and Karkat came down upon her, his dick eager and ready to fuck the falling spider. The lust was strong in him.

 

Vriska, expecting his descent, spun about and grabbed Karkat in mid-air, slamming him into the ground and leaving him dazed. Cum leaked from Vriska's arms and legs as she stood over him, his dick throbbing by her constant domination. She laid herself down by his dick, admiring it with her robotic arm, and like before, gripped it hard in her hand.

 

"Well it looks like someone wanted to get more goods than he was promised." Vriska chided, as she roughly pumped Karkat's steel-strong schlong. Karkat grunted and grimaced at his captor, his dick being painfully pummeled by the iron-grip of his FLARP partner. "But... I suppose I can be a bit kind to you. You did come all this way." She winked slyly as she switched hands, and Karkat nearly came from the skill Vriska displayed.

 

His dick was merely a violin, and her hand the delicate bow that plucked and prodded and rubbed and hummed up against his shaft. Fingers rolled and danced and dug softly into his flesh, as her hand pumped away slowly at his cock. Karkat gripped his sickle in his hand, and tried to hold in his urge to blow his load, but failed. His little crab-crotch oozed up cum at first, and began to shoot out his seed in short bursts, coating Vriska's face with semen. At first she was surprised at the amount, but once she opened her mouth and accidentally got a taste, she licked her lips hungrily and began to suck on the tip. Even after cumming, so soon she began her new assault. Her tongue twisted and tackled his raging hard ramming rod, and Karkat began to buck his hips as he drove his battering ram harder into Vriska's gates. He began to break through, until it suddenly gave away and he found himself deep within Vriska's throaty, thirsty inner cloister. Karkat panted heavily, and Vriska reached up and began to poke into Karkat's asshole with her cum-slick robotic finger. The cold, shiny metal poked hard into his prostate, and Karkat gasped as he shot another load into Vriska's gullet. And another burst. She closed her eyes as the dick pulsed and pumped into her throat, and slowly pulled off as Karkat finished. She kept her mouth closed, and swallowed, revealing an empty, smiling mouth.

 

"You got quite a handy adventuring kit, Crabcakes." Vriska commented. Karkat blushed, and pulled up his pants.

 

"Yeah?" He said, as he looked down at what he was gripping on to the entire time. It was one of the flying penises. "How about you fuck off?" And with that, he drove the penis deep into Vriska's cunt, and as she gasped and reached down to get a hold of the penis, it took off, carrying her up into the beckoning throng of flying dicks.

 

"Enjoy the trip, bitch." Karkat said as he quit from the match.