Terezi masturbation 0%

	Terezi heard a thump as fists hit the table. "Damnit Karkat, can't you see that Terezi likes me more?" Dave, the cherry red coolkid asked, voice smooth and soft, with all the ironic class of crushed velvet.

	"Fuck you, you aloof autisitic asshole, you wouldn't be able to tell if she liked you if she rubbed her gratuitous backside on your puny human bone bulge," Karkat spat, licks of flames and drops poison . Terezi chuckled to herself. "Boys, boys, boys. I know how to decide this," she said while attempting to sit on the table between the two. She succeeded, surprisingly enough, although one of her heels hit poor Dave on the back of his head.
	She looked as sly as shy could as she suggested
	Terezi sat on the edge of the meteor, letting her legs dangle lazily over the void. It was comforting, in a way. The licorice black of paradox space was a welcome change from the smells of everyone else around her, even Dave and Karkat, whose cherry red began to overwhelm her after a while. The only way she could tell that Jack was still chasing her was the occasional spike of citrus green against the sharp smell of the void.


fuck i can't do this