Karkat lightly kissed Vriska's cheek.
"So..." he said, oddly nervous. "Start now or...?"
She shrugged. "Whenever you would like to, really. This is different than the hardcore shit we usually do. This should start out gently."
He nodded. "Alright."
Holding her hand, he brought it up to his face and kissed it softly. "Looking forward to not getting cut and sliced and scratched and bitten." he said. He still had her name carved into his chest. Vriska smiled and made a mental note to treat their wounds after this.
He moved his kiss to placing one on her neck, smiling softly as he felt her warm skin on his face, listening to and feeling her breathing. Vriska smiled.
"Karkat," she whined. "Come here..."
Vriska pushed her lips against his, kissing him softly and playfully, moaning softly as she held his chest, being careful to avoid his cuts. Karkat kissed back with delight, equally happy as her to try out gentle lovemaking with her for the first time.
Their cuts and bruises hindered their movements slightly, but it helped to take things nice and slow. If this was good, Vriska thought, it could be a regular thing without all the body damage.
Karkat pulled his lips away from hers, panting softly, to kiss her forehead. It made Vriska blush and smile wider.
"You look so cute when you look like that," remarked Karkat.
"Are you saying I don't look cute any other time?"
"I didn't say that," he said, caressing her cheek. "You know what I mean..."
Vriska really enjoyed the treatment she was receiving from Karkat. It certainly felt strange to not have him bite or claw or curse at her while he held her, but it was a strange feeling that she welcomed greatly.
"Touch me..." she begged. Karkat ran his hands up her sides, feeling her body and finding himself greatly wanting her. Vriska pulled him onto her, feeling his tentabulge curling warmly on her leg. She held his face in her hands and kissed him, smiling as she did so. Karkat brought his hands to her breasts and squeezed them softly, kissing back with vigor.
She pulled away with a low growl, holding him tightly. "I want you..." Her eyes ran up and down his damaged form. "Now."
He kissed her neck instead of biting it, remembering that only prior, he was choking her violently. He planted sweet kisses along her neck, listening to her moans and purrs. Vriska rarely purred when he played with her body. It made him glad knowing that he can make her do this.
He moves slightly and pushes against her nook, watching his bulge slide in as they shared a moan. She rolled slightly against him.
"Nice and slow..." she said. "This is a lot different than our kismessitude."
"I know that," he said, with a calm voice. "No violence or anything like that."
He pushed himself all the way into her, slowly. She elicited a soft moan and squirmed, holding him close. "K-Karkat..."
She bit her lip and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She bore a smile on her lips, and kissed his cheek.
"Take me, Karkat..."
Karkat smiled warmly and began to push his hips, thrusting in and out of Vriska, drawing a soft moan every so often. She remained clutching him, wanting him as close as possible, feeling her nook contrast when she was filled with his bulge, before feeling him sweetly slide out.
Karkat thought that Vriska's heavily disheveled hair made her look even sexier than usual, and he pounded her faster, moaning himself. He kisses her ear and softly caressed her breast, moving his mouth down low to kiss and lick the other one. Her loved hearing her wanting panting, her tireless moans and her wondrous gasps. It drove him.
"F-Fuck me," she whimpered. "It's so good, Karkat..."
Karkat had fallen in love with this side of Vriska-her gentle and submissive side. She couldn't hide it from him. He did as she said and pumped deeper into her, kissing her passionately. He ran his hands from her breasts to her face, moving hair away from her eyes and holding her close and with great affection. She moaned into the kiss, and began holding onto his horns.
That actually made Karkat giggle into the kiss, as it had surprised him. She tended to ignore his horns, and was glad she was paying attention to them. She began to rub his horns as she ground her hips into him, and he was surprised by the amount of pleasure she was giving him.
He broke the kiss softly, a trail of saliva connecting their mouths together, and they held loving eye contact. Vriska's eyes held passion and love, sharing the look with Karkat. He felt her nook clench him, making his thrusts more pleasurable. He groaned with immense pleasure.
"Karkat," she moaned. "I love you." Please say it back.
"I love you too," he said. And he meant it. She knew that he meant it, and simply stared, trying not to show her glee.
"I love you," she repeated. She wanted to hear him say it again.
"I love you, Vriska."
She tilted her head back and moaned. "Oh god..."
"I love you so much..."
"Oh god I'm close... Faster, please...!"
He wasn't far from climax as well, and began to fuck her faster and harder, eager to make her reach her peak.
She grabbed his shoulders tightly and convulsed, screaming his name as loud as she could, reaching her orgasm and covering his groin in her fluids, staining the bed as she gasped and moaned, panted and held him. Her nook tightened and milked him, bringing him along to his own orgasm shortly after, and he pumped her full of his essence, moaning as he squeezed her, yelling her name with a low, pleasurable growl. They breathed heavily, filling the air with their mixed scent, and with their noises.
Vriska brought her head up to briefly kiss him, before falling backwards on the bed, panting. "That was... the best one... in a long while..."
He nodded. "I agree..." He slumped over her and started to slide out of her, but she held him in place.
"Please stay," she said softly. "Stay inside and stay with me..."
He nodded and relaxed, breathing slowly and kissing her. "Vriska."
"When I said I loved you, I meant it," he said. "I don't even fucking care anymore."
"I meant it too, Karkat," she said. "I was tired of holding that shit back."
"The only problem is that Nepeta..." She pressed her finger to his lips.
"There is no Nepeta," she said. "There is only us. Don't talk about her, she'll ruin the moment..."
He nodded reluctantly, and she moved her finger. "I'll deal with that later. I love you, Spiderbitch."
She smirked softly. "I love you too, you nubby-horned fucker."
"You loved holding my horns," he teased. "I bet they weren't so useless then."
She laughed, and then frowned. "Oh fuck, we should clean up," she said, referring to their cuts and bruises.
"Tomorrow morning," he said, and he kissed her again. "Tomorrow morning..."
She nodded and held him. "Let's take this new relationship slow and steady, okay? I don't want to have to deal with Nepeta or the others."
"It'll be our little secret," he said. "You can even make my life miserable in public."
She giggled. "That was the plan." She moved his hand and placed it on her breast. "Touch me..."
He pressed his face to her neck and left her a trail of little kisses up to her jaw, feeling her smile grow as he squeezed her breast softly. "I love it when you touch me," she whispered. Karkat smiled. He was definitely looking forward to this.
"If you're my new matesprit," he realized. "That would make Nepeta my new kismesis."
She nodded. "I guess you're right."
"I don't want claw marks on my-"
She smirked and kissed his cheek. "I carved my name into your chest. Better get used to it, Kaaaaaaaarkat."