[And just like that, Dave drops it like a cooked food tuber. Having Karkat all tucked into his throat is way more important than pursuing that train of thought, or shying away from how Karkat's breathing tickles against his skin. He just absorbs it because anything that moves him away from Karkat or vice versa is inherently a conksuck idea and was probably thought up by immigrants. To distract himself, he starts drawing on Karkat's back with his finger.
It might be random shapes and squiggles. It might also be dicks. Look, Dave's comfortable, dicks just happen.]
Nice of you to be all concerned about me. When you realized something was up with me and Naoya, I mean. 'M not...used to that. Are you hungry?
[With that lovely non sequitur, Dave turns his head a little, flails blindly, knocks a thankfully closed Happiny Meal box over and then brings it close enough to smell. Mmmm. Grease.]
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[And just like that, Dave drops it like a cooked food tuber. Having Karkat all tucked into his throat is way more important than pursuing that train of thought, or shying away from how Karkat's breathing tickles against his skin. He just absorbs it because anything that moves him away from Karkat or vice versa is inherently a conksuck idea and was probably thought up by immigrants. To distract himself, he starts drawing on Karkat's back with his finger.
It might be random shapes and squiggles. It might also be dicks. Look, Dave's comfortable, dicks just happen.]
Nice of you to be all concerned about me. When you realized something was up with me and Naoya, I mean. 'M not...used to that. Are you hungry?
[With that lovely non sequitur, Dave turns his head a little, flails blindly, knocks a thankfully closed Happiny Meal box over and then brings it close enough to smell. Mmmm. Grease.]
French fries suck cold, dude.