D-don't Tell..!

Pounces

Being a day later now, and everyone hasn't yet returned yet, Dust and Horror were home alone and uh..Dust's teetering mind decided to take as much as an advantage as he could. After the shower thing, Horror has been feeling..very conscious of himself and Dust. Even being around him or thinking about him set him off. He would shake his head, hit his head, suffocate himself in his pillow, yell into the pillow on occasion, and repeatedly stab whatever he was holding, or just squeeze it to death. All of this happened in the span of last night to throughout the time of today. And it was only the next day and he was doing all of this already. 
As it was the afternoon right now today, Dust had pounced on Horror again as he was at the counter in the kitchen, this being the 3rd time today. All In The Span Of ONE WHOLE DAY!!!
Once was when he had just woke up and had just got finished taking a shower and brushing his teeth. And the second time was when he was watching TV, about 3 hours or so later, while he was eating some Ambrosia. This time around though, Horror was in the kitchen, making a couple of sandwiches for himself. A couple being about 5 at the minimum. 
Dust came up from behind, resting his hands on his hips as he rests his chin on Horror's shoulder, letting out a soft and low growl like the other times. This made him shiver but, this time around he was able to fend off for himself a bit. While still in control of his body somewhat, Horror was able to take this opportunity to push Dust's hands away, saying that this wasn't the right time or moment for this, and he wasn't in the mood for this. Although, as Dust brought him into an embrace again, smirking softly, he set the case that his shorts and his face said otherwise. 

At this point in time, as it was the next day after what happened yesterday, Dust was still in that 'Sickness', and it was starting to mess with him more as the time went on. It felt like he was in a limbo of two or three planes, but at this moment..he most certainly wasn't complaining at all.
"I think that might be the biggest lie that I have ever heard from you~ In a while, might I add~" Dust's voice was deeper than before, and it was a bit mote raspy and..smooth as well. This, for some reason, struck a chord in Horror just right, turning his head to the side as he tried ti push Dust's hands away again, his face a mess all over again. "W-well I mean it, you horny fu-" Horror was just about to give a slick remark when Dust covered his mouth softly, giving a soft 'Shhh~' into his nonexistent ear, his other hand now slowly lifting his sweater up.
Horror tried to stop this, but he was ultimately brought down to his metaphorical and mental knees, as Dust's hand slowly went down under and rubbed at his neck. It only took a few rubs for his head to slowly raise, low and gentle growl-like purrs leaving the deeper pools his throat. This made Dust smirk softly, pulling his sweater up more, slowly trailing a finger down the middle Horror's chest and stomach.

"That's what I like to hear from you, Pet~" He said, continuing his rubbing. Horror's eyes were closed and opened ever so slightly. His usual red eye-light being bigger than usual, as his eye gently rolled closed all over again, already drooling. The nickname that was given to him was starting to set in, only for him to bite his lip to stifle a moan, feeling a warm hand slowly envelop the girth of his rod. Dust slowly stopped his rubbing once he felt Horror's head rest against his shoulder, now squeezing his rod at a soft and slow pace.
Horror was slowly starting to fall victim to his touching again, his hands really having no where to go, as they rested on wheres Dust's hands were in the moment. Smirking more, he pulled down Horror's shorts just below his cock and rear, now starting to stroke. Along with this, he pulled him closer by his hips with his other arm, having i wrapped around his waist so he wouldn't try to leave. "M-mh~" 
Horror moaned, his hands now softly resting and gripping onto Dust's hips, his head also going to the side. "That's right~ Don't fight it, Pet~ I know exactly what you want~" He couldn't help but tease Horror, stroking him faster while squeezing harder. 

Horror was trying to find it in himself to fight back, but he was too far deep into his lust to really fight it. By this point, his cock only became girthier and bigger from being fully immersed into the moment, letting out his moans while his head was going side to side every now and then, along with gripping at Dust's hips softly every now and then as well. Dust was enjoying the moment as well, now planting soft kisses at Horror's neck, immediately and accidentally find his sweet spot.
Immediately and Accidentally because Horror let out a soft moan that was the mix of a yelp, his body jolting with his head suddenly turning and nuzzling into Dust's neck, as if on instinct. This very much intrigued Dust, stopping his stroking.
"Did I hit something sensitive, Pet~?" Dust asked, growling warmly. 

As he spoke, this seemed to bring Horror back to his senses somewhat, his eyes opening half-liddedly as he tried to push Dust's hands again. However, he wouldn't let go. he wrapped both of his arms around Horror's waist, holding him close so he couldn't escape. Instead, he would wait for his opportunity to strike.
"L-let me go, you horny hollow..!" Horror shouted, being a little too weak to really fight back but still trying to get away anyway. He just wanted to eat his sandwiches in peace while watching TV, and then eat some ice cream from the tub like a barbarian. But of course, to no avail. Horror kept putting up a fuss, until he suddenly stopped, his body jolting like no other. Dust had bit down on his neck softly, being sure to bring him closer and tighten his hold on his waist.
Horror's mouth was slightly agape now, his eyes being half-lidded as well, his fight to get free haven melted away like he was never trying to do so. His neck was very-very sensitive. Dust exploiting that was the last thing that he ever wanted. Feeling him pull away, he tried to pull away from him again, leaning forwards now with his hands on Dust's hips, his legs and arms shaking from all the pleasure and shocks that has gone through his body.

However, this worked better in Dust's favor than it did his own. With that said, he wanted to tease him some more but, he decided that he would let him go..for now. 

He did so, Horror looking back to see that Dust wasn't there. Looking back down to his sandwiches, he leaned against the counter, biting his lips softly with his eyes closing. he couldn't help but stand there for a moment, before going down to his knees, having the urge to stroke himself off now. The urge to stroke wasn't the only thing that was in his mind..irritation was also there, and slowly growing.
Opening his eyes to look down to his throbbing cock, he bit his lip harder, the urge growing bigger and bigger. his body began to shake but, he wouldn't do it, standing and pulling up his shorts shakily, as well as grabbing his plate of sandwiches and juice, now making his way to watch TV.

'..d-damn horny f-fuck~' he thought. His face a mess of red.