I see your face in every crowd (Closed)

[klawful]

Who: Kyle Broflovski & Karkat Vantas
What: Shedding Ceremony stuff
When: Mid-Late January
Where: The Red/Other

Content Warnings: Explicit sexual content/phrases/jokes, themes of gender identity/trans/binaries, blood-based caste systems, mention of genocide/war/violence, body identity concepts, temporary/semi amnesia



(This time when Karkat sheds, he does so with grace and ease. He wakes up feeling like he has been this way most of his life, memories distorted both from home and from Trench, making for a cloudy mix. He goes about his day and remembers that he had somewhere to be. The Red. He was meeting someone special - a boy. A boy he apparently loved because he spent hours figuring out how to get ready. Karkat had an outfit that Madam Generosity had sent him, but the red accents felt jarring and wrong to this new Karkat. He felt the offense of misrepresented blood color and abandoning the outfit for something he picks out and pulls on.

If this boy was as important as he felt, then Karkat wanted to look nice. He ignores his female troll body as he feels he has ignored it since he was a child. There are very few visible differences. His chest plate was slightly raised. There was a bit more curve in his hips. Other than that, there were more obvious differences due to his Fuschia blood. Instead of pointy ears, he had fin-like ears on the sides of his head. His horns were a bit bigger, more pointed. He had Fuschia freckles scattered across his shoulders and across his face and ears. And instead of red eyes, Karkat's were now that vibrant, commanding pink. He was even taller - closer to 5'10 than Karkat's far smaller body. He was, as far as he was concerned, the first male fuschia blood to have existed. He didn't care if his body didn't quite agree with that, he knew he felt he was male in his soul, in his mind, so the details didn't matter. He would be the king of his race when it was time.

He decorates his horns with thin golden chains. He wears his golden tiara, complete with a 69 in its center. He keeps on his golden choker, also decorated properly, with matching golden cuffs around his wrists. He decorates his fins with golden cuffs and dangling chains. He paints golden glitter in a straight line down from a black mouth. There's effortless confidence in this Karkat that just simply didn't exist in the usual Karkat. He didn't slump over, but held himself regally. The outfit he wears makes it evident that he had none of Karkat's shyness when it came to exposing his body.

When he shows up to the Red, he waits inside where it's warmer, standing by the front, feeling only a curl of anxiety. He didn't know which boy he was waiting for. There were two in mind, but one felt more "right" than the other - the red one. He ignores stares sent his way and doesn't respond to idle chatter. He wanted to see Him first. Whoever he was waiting for.)

Comments

[klawful]

(Wow.

He would absolutely die for this guy. He gently grabs Kyle's face between his palms and says with the utmost sincerity:)

I will conquer the entire universe in your name. I will enslave so many people for you.

(Listen that's flirty talk in highblood, okay. He figures it's the right thing to say!)

[kyley_b]

[Kyle bursts into laughter, then closes the gap between them to kiss Karkat's lips.]

As someone descended from an enslaved people? We can maybe discuss that at some point. But I appreciate the sentiment.

Where to, your highness?

[klawful]

Right, yeah, no that's totally barbaric.

(He didn't think it was that barbaric, but he's willing to change his tune. This kissing thing was the bee's knees. RIP Sollux Captor. He's just glad it wasn't too bad of a social fumble and kisses back.

Right. The location thing. He clears his throat and smoothes his hands down the front of his skirts. Royalty. He was royalty. But this was his mate, so like...Who cares.)

I do believe I saw some private rooms. Some say that night walkers take to entertaining guests in them. Maybe one is available?

[kyley_b]

[Kyle goes pink, but he nods. He takes one of Karkat's hands and tugs him off the dancefloor, toward where the private rooms are.]

[klawful]

(Once they are alone, Karkat slides the lock into place and glances around the room. It's not what he anticipated. There is a pole in the middle of the room and some cushions on the ground. It is comfortable though and there's only a dull muffle of people outside.

He stares curiously at the pole, and then at the mirrors on the ceiling.)

What unusual architecture.

[kyley_b]

[Kyle knows what the pole is for.]

Oh, yeah. It's uhm, for dancers. People do tricks and stuff on the pole, like they can spin and climb up and down. But like, gracefully. I'd show you but I absolutely do not have the skills.

[He flops onto the cushions.]

This is cool.

[klawful]

Oh. (He sounds vaguely fascinated by this, staring a bit longer at the pole. Eventually, he moves past it to sit down next to Kyle on the cushions.)

It's interesting. (He nests a bit of the cushions together to make a proper pile. He rolls onto his stomach and props his arms and head up on a higher cushion.)

Thank you. For not getting upset with me for forgetting about us.

[kyley_b]

You can try it if you want. [Kyle makes a mental note to see if Trench pole class exists.

Karkat looks so perfectly at home luxuriating on a mound of pillows. Kyle immediately wriggles closer, fingers brushing over Karkat's arm.]

How could I? It's not your fault. And hey, if I have to retell you stories about myself that's a small price to pay for having you in my life.

Thank you for trusting me.

Hey, do you like romance movies?

[klawful]

I might. (He feels like it would look absurd, but the challenge intrigues him.)

I suppose that's true. (They seemed to have good enough communication that it wasn't the end of the world. He smiles because damn that was cute.)

You're easy to trust. (At the mention of romantic movies, his eyes widen and brighten vividly.)

Yes! Oh hell yeah. Everyone knows that they are the superior genre of movies.

[kyley_b]

[Kyle smiles, his whole demeanor just completely warm and open. Here, alone, it's even easier to see Karkat is still himself.]

I thought you would. We can watch some if you wanna stay the night, or let me come back to yours.

[klawful]

(Karkat covers his mouth before dropping his hand, smirking.)

Kyle, are you propositioning me under the guise of watching romantic movies together?

[kyley_b]

I wasn't. I wouldn't wanna push you into anything you aren't comfortable with. It's just a thing we do a lot, normally.

...but can I kiss you?

[klawful]

I mean. I wouldn't hate it if you propositioned me.

(Did that make him sound slutty? No. This was his boyfriend. It was fine.)

Yes. I'd like that.

[kyley_b]

[Kyle leans in, hand coming up to cup Karkat's cheek as he kisses him. It's soft, and slow, but not chaste. It is, he hopes, a good first kiss.]

[klawful]

(It's perfect and Karkat's grateful they are in private. He moves closer to Kyle, his body responding to their actual relationship. He didn't seem to need his memories to figure out this part. He's not remembering specifics, but the kiss helps him feel more level-headed somehow. He kisses back, a bit on the eager side.)

[kyley_b]

[Kyle relaxes, any lingering concerns melting away the second he brushes his tongue over Karkat's. It doesn't take him long to pull Karkat closer still, practically on top of him.]

[klawful]

(Oh yeah. This was. This was good. Great even. He breaks the kiss a moment after that thought, withdrawing just a few inches. He's blushing and clears his throat.)

Would it be provocative of me to ask if I can kiss you maybe with - (Uhhh. He sticks out his tongue because what is using words.)

[kyley_b]

[Kyle tries not to giggle and fails.] I'd like it if you did. You can pretty much do whatever you want to me, dude.

[klawful]

Okay. Cool.

(A second later, he grins sheepishly.)

That's a little kinky of you to say. (Listen, this highblood version of Karkat really was a bit more provocative. Still kind of a prude, but not as much. He slides against Kyle and kisses him again, this time opening his mouth and allowing himself a full exploration of Kyle's mouth.)

[kyley_b]

Dude, you have no idea the shit we get up to.

[Kyle loops his arms around Karkat's waist and kisses back. He lets his hands map that smooth, bare back as he does so.]