DSMP OneShots

The Corpse in my Bed PT:3

Although, there was something behind the smile...
Something... I can't say I'd want to argue with.

"You know you love it duckling"
He cooed removing his hands from his pockets and placing them on my desk just in front of me, leaning closer to my face.

"What do you fucking want Wil."

He moved even closer to my face flashing me a toothy grin.
"Well... you see duckling,"
Wilbur walked to my left and stood behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders.
I could feel him lean closer to my ear.

"I want you duckling~"

"W...What-"

"You heard me. I want you."

"W..Wil... this isn't- your joke isn-"

"Who said this was a joke baby bird?"

(Lime starts here :] )

I could feel his hands dig into my shoulders massaging them,
it felt so good....

"You're so tense duckling, why don't you let me take that stress away~"

He lowered his head to my neck letting out a warm breath causing my wings to twitch.

"P....please-"
My breath hitched as my wings twitched more.

"You're so needy duckling~"
He chuckled moving a hand to cup my face, he raised my up giving him full access to my neck.
"Everything's okay right birdie?"

"Y-.. yeah.."
I tried to look over at him but he was to my left and I didn't want to turn my head.

"Good,"
I felt something warm and moist touch my neck (I both love and hate that sentence) and move around in a circle my wings twitching harshly.

"My..... darling I haven't even done anything yet, if you're this excited I might as (569)
well cut to the chase hm?"
He ran his index finger from under my chin to down my neck all the way to my collarbone.

"Are...are we-"
I cut my sentence short when I felt my chair being pulled away from the desk, Wil placed his hand on my thigh and I brought my legs closer to the chair holding onto the bottom like I would float away if I didn't.

Wilbur got under the desk and motioned for me to move closer, I slowly shuffled my feet bringing the chair and me right in front of him blocking any way out.

"I don't (669) want you making any noises without my permission okay darling."
His tone was laced with a lusting passion.

"He-here? Why... here?"

He placed (690) his hand over my clothed growing erection lightly palming it,
forcing a moan to slip past my lips. (Yeah, if you haven't already get out your holy water-)

"We're already here no? Plus I doubt you'd want to go anywhere looking like this would you?"
He pressed harder on my boner another long low moan slipping out of my throat.

"W....well- no..."

"Spread your legs duckling."

I did as I was told opening my legs to each side of Wil, he held onto my thigh using his other hand to unzip my pants.

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(Yeah um. You want me to write a bj I'll write a bj but that's not right now hun :])

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// Thrid Person POV //
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Quackity slumped back in his chair panting, sweat forming on his face, Wilbur sat under the desk licking his lips staring up at Quackity.

"You did so good duckling~"

"Shut.... the FUCK up Soot-"

"Okay baby~"

Quackity blushed and looked at the ground pushing the chair away from the desk, allowing Wilbur to get out from under the desk.

"Well, I enjoyed our time together baby

"Huh? Who said it was ending?"

Wilbur gave him a look standing up and leaning over Quackity who was still sat in the chair.
"What are you inferring Q?"

" Well... I have a comfy bed and a shit ton of alcohol "

"Only one of those seems needed right now"

"Which one?"

(Cruel Summer is now playing. :] )

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-Quackity's Apartment-
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The door swung open hitting the wall leaving a small dent
Wilbur stumbles and holds up Quackity by his thighs to have better access to his mouth for their makeout (shortity).

"XD.... I missed you so fucking much Soot-"

"Oh yeah- Tommy told me you were all over the ghost fuck duckling~"

"Don't- worrrryyy about thatt~"
He moaned as Wilbur started to suck and nibble at his neck.

"I can do so much better than that thing love"
(Rolling in the Deep has started playing :D)

Quackity just moan again feeling Wilbur unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off his body making their way to Quackitys bedroom.

























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// Tommy POV //
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"BIG Q!"

"QUACKITY FROM LAS NEVADAS?"

The Slime guy and I were looking around for Big Q, Fundy said he heard him shouting but didn't want to intrude.

"Tommy from Nowhere, Quackity from Las Nevadas door is open!"

Slime pointed to Quackitys apartment door which was wide fuck open.
"Well.... he left the door open sooo,"
I walked in and imidentally saw a button-up thrown on the ground in a clump, a beanie on the counter, and a trench coat near a shut door.

"Wait-"

"Tommy isn't that Wilbur from L'manburgs coat?"
Slime innocently pointed at the trench coat.

"W~ wIlBUR.. s-slow- AHHH~ RIGHT-THERE~"

"Is Quackity from Las Nevadas okay?"
Slime looked back at me confused.

"... they are so paying for my therapy..."

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-Word count: 1177-
Hope you liked whatever this was-
I am oddly proud of it tbh, especially the Tommy and Slime bit 😆

Have a good Day/Afternoon/Night 
Make sure you eat something and drink your holy water >:D