It was the day after the incident, and Quackity was surely pissed.
He wasn't happy with Wilbur. He was sure of that.
Quackity made his way around Las. Nevadas, his hands in his pockets as he looked around his nation. The nation he made on his own. With his own two hands.He wasn't going to let anything take his pride and joy, Las Nevadas, away from him.
Quackity turned his head, to see whom but Wilbur. Ontop of his casino roof?! Quackity wasn't going to take this.
Quackity went running straight up to Wilbur, whom was on his roof. The duck had a look of fury on his face.
Wilbur only smirked. Looking at his
"
Duckie" then making one swift move to grab the ducks waist.
"Why hello there darling.~"
"Don't pull that, you left me hopeless last night, Soot."
Wilbur gave a low chuckle, tightening his grasp on the ducks waist. He knew Quackity couldn't resist a good dick.
"H-hah!-...~"
Quacity looked up at him Wilbur. Instantly filled with lust and desire. He only gave a look of; you better treat me right Soot.
Wilbur knew what this look meant, lifting Quackity's chin with one finger and whispered, a cold breath;
"I'll take real good care of you, duckie~"
Quackity only nodded, not long later Wilbur had Quackity in his home, Phil's home. His room of the home, on the bed, pinned to the bed frame.
Quackity simply looked up at Wilbur with a pleading look. Soon, Wilbur's lips smashed into Quackity's lips. Wilbur's tongue soon made it's way inside of the smallers mouth.
"Mmn~"
Small noises such as those came from Quackity's mouth.
Wilbur enjoyed these noises, he enjoyed them oh so very much. Soon, their clothes were off and Wilbur was sticking his finger in and out of Quackity's arse hole.
In.
And out.
In.
And out.
"O-ohh!~ W-Wilbur!~"
Quackity loved this, so did Wilbur. Quackity was under Wilbur's absolute and complete control.
"God, such a fucking slut~"
Wilbur said with a smirk.
"Y-yes Wilbur, only for you!~"
Quackity squirmed, his ass moving side to side.
"That's good,~"
The revved said as he maintained his smirk, taking out his finger and looking at the fabulous, prepped hole. The revived then grabbed a bottle of lube from the side table and lathered it on himself. After that, it didn't take long for Revivebur to be slamming in and out of the duck.
"O-oh God yes, wilbur!~"
Quackity screamed, filled with pleasure already.
"What a little fucking slut you are.~"
Quackity only screamed out his moans, not long later after Revivebur pulled out, he left Quackity alone once more.
(So sorry for the short chapter, chapter three will be longer!)
