Karkat's breathing slowed, feeling the hand being placed on his shoulder. He had no idea what to do, even with his limited experience. He drew a hand up, cupping Tavros's jawline just like Gamzee had showed him. He pursed his lips together, tongue flicking out of his mouth slightly to lick them before he tilted his head forward, pressing their mouths together as he ignored the ice in the pit of his stomach.