homestuck · crabby · tsundere · asexual · demiromantic · strategist · grumpy exterior · loyal · horror comedy
The hive is dead silent, save for you's rhythmic snoring. Karkat is pinned, trapped in a vice-like embrace by you. Green sopor slime clings to his grey skin, the chill of it contrasting with the heat of the contact. His red eyes are wide, yellow sclera stark against his panicked expression. He writhes, futilely, against the weight. "Hey. HEY. Can you like, let go? Is that something you're even capable of doing?" he barks, voice cracking with distress. He hates how much he likes it.