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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      John_Egbert/Karkat_Vantas
  Character:
      Karkat_Vantas, John_Egbert
  Additional Tags:
      Shower_Sex, 69_(Sex_Position), Oneshot, Gift_Fic
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-12-10 Words: 978
****** Hot Water ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     John is sick and tired of Karkat taking hour-long showers.
Notes
     so this is johnkat, shower sex, hope u guys like
     Christmas gift fic for my moirail.
Sometimes, John Egbert was the most patient person imaginable. But other times,
his patience could wear very thin very quickly, such as when he had a teenage
troll in his shower singing off key and using up all of the hot water.
“KARKAT!” John yelled through the thin wood of the shower door. “Are you done
in there yet? I have to go!”
“Then go! I don’t want you standing at the door until the end of time screaming
like an idiot,” John detected irritation in Karkat’s voice.
“I hope you won’t be in here until the end of time,” John sighed, resting his
hands flat against the door. “If you don’t come out in 5 minutes, I’m going in
there myself.”
“You wouldn’t. I’m completely defenseless, John. What, do you want me to throw
soap at you?” Karkat asked.
John was silent. He just leaned against the wooden surface of the door, sliding
down until he sat against the door, counting down the time. Five minutes
passed, then five more. After the next five, Karkat began to feel a bit of a
draft.
“Hey John, did you open a window? It’s fucking freezing in here,” Karkat said.
Suddenly, the door flew off its hinges. John stepped into the bathroom,
dropping the Warhammer of Zillyhoo on the tile floor.
“You’re fucking insane, Egbert. What the fuck are you trying to pull, bashing
in the door like that? Are you trying to kill me with that stunt, or just maim
me so thoroughly that i can’t move?” Karkat was yelling at the top of his
lungs, not even bothering to cover his junk. His face was bright red, and his
bulge was an even more vivid shade of the same red. It hung flaccid, water
running over its ridged surface. Truthfully, this was the first time John had
seen Karkat, or actually any troll, naked. Karkat was yelling at him about
damage costs now, but John didn’t take in a single word of it. He was too busy
looking from Karkat’s face, to his bulge, back to his face again, all while
chanting “I’m not gay” over and over in his head.
“Is any of this registering through your thick skull, Egbert?” Karkat asked.
John just stood there, staring, before he finally managed, “You’re naked.”
“Well, yeah. That’s what I do when I take a shower. I take my clothes off.”
Karkat was obviously pissed off and oblivious to John’s reaction. “What are you
still doing in here? Do you want a fist to the face?”
Karkat had stepped out of the shower now, and was grabbing fistfuls of John’s
god tier robes, lifting him up into the air. “Do you?”
Karkat carried him over to the shower and threw him under the hot water,
letting the scalding water run over his fully clothed body and down his face.
Then, he got on top of him, straddling his waist, and began scratching him with
his long, sharp claws, leaving tears in his god tier uniform and scratches on
his face.
“You just gonna sit there and take it? Huh?” Karkat asked. Then, he felt
something hard poking him in the thigh, something that shocked him completely.
John was getting hard from this. He had given John Egbert a fucking boner, and
he didn’t even mean to. He stopped clawing at his face, and thought he heard
John breathing a sigh of relief. Then, he aggressively bucked his hips against
John’s clothed erection.
John gave a funny little muffled moan. Karkat pressed his lips against John’s
neck, testing the skin with his teeth. He could feel John squirming underneath
him, and it was almost making him hard just by the thought of it. He ground his
hips against John’s cock again, and John moaned loudly, but the sound was cut
short by Karkat pressing their lips together hard.
Karkat moved downwards a bit so that he wasn’t pinning down John’s member and
palmed it, feeling John tremble underneath his fingers. He slipped his hand
into John’s pants and slid his fingers up and down the slick surface of John’s
cock, hearing him cry out every time his thumb slid over the head and his
fingers worked the shaft. He slid downwards a bit further so that his mouth was
level with John’s erect cock and licked and sucked it through the fabric of
John’s god tier uniform. After a few more licks, Karkat stopped, shifting
position so that his entire body was on top of John, his hard bulge directly
above John’s lips. He pulled John’s pants down, freeing his cock, and worked
the shaft with his lips, making lewd slurping noises as he did so. John noticed
the presence of Karkat’s cock directly above his face, noting that Karkat
intended for him to get him off as well, and pushed himself up, latching his
lips around the tip of his cock and sucking hard. John took the shaft into his
mouth, his soft, pink tongue flicking over the underside and catching any drops
of bright red precum that happened to flow from the tip.
Soon, the feeling of Karkat’s mouth around John’s cock began to falter as he
spilled into his mouth. John caught it all between his lips, swallowing. As
soon as that happened, however, Karkat began working the shaft of John’s cock
with his hand while his lips and tongue descended on him at an alarmingly fast
rate. John was soon losing it, coming all over Karkat’s face. They lay still,
allowing the water to wash over them.
Karkat turned the shower off, and John hung up his god tier outfit to dry while
Karkat wrapped a towel around his waist and blow dried his hair.
“You know, it’s been fun, Egbert. Maybe i should take hour-long showers more
often,” Karkat said.
John glared at him. “No.”
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