Karkat gives a snarl of frustration and grabs Cuthbert by the collar of his costume, pulling his head down and kissing him hard. There's very little artistry in this kiss--how could there be when the number of kisses Karkat has been a part of can be counted on the digits of one frond--but there's a lot of passion in it. No small amount of anger and biting too.

Karkat breaks the kiss and glares at Cuthbert. "I never said I didn't want to kiss you at all, you imbecilic wasted bullet."