Soul laid silently on the couch his legs propped up on one the arm rests as the door to Quackity’s office opened.
“Oh, good morning” he said, Soul barely glanced up from his book and saluted an acknowledgment.
Quackity returned to making his way to the kitchen before glancing back at Soul “where did you get that?” He questioned, Soul lazily gestured to the pile of books by the couch.
Quackity followed the gesture and blinked “oh” he said simply.
Soul returned to the book and Quackity turned on his heel again “oh- come with me.” He said, Soul set his book against his chest.
“Does it involve me getting up?”
Quackity shot him a look “yes.” He snapped. Soul sighed and set the book aside following Quackity out of the kitchen to a basic looking door. He always assumed it was a pantry.
Soul yawned he hadn’t really slept as well as he did the first day he’d stayed and it’d been at least a week.
Quackity unlocked the door and Soul leaned over his shoulder to look as he pushed it open, inside dim light pooled into the kitchen.
It was a library. It was gigantic, but it was still huge.
Soul’s eyes lit up. “No way.” He mumbled pushing past Quackity into the room.
He chuckled. “This is amazing….” He said, tearing his eyes from the books to lock with Quackity’s as he leaned against the doorway with a smirk.
“You’re much more of a bookworm then I took you for” Quackity chuckled joining him, Soul ignored the remark and let his fingers trace the spines of different books reading the gold and silver lettered titles.
“There’s so many…” he whispered to himself, Quackity couldn’t help but smile.
As Quackity watched Soul get lost in the piles of books and shelves, he made his way to a smaller shelf where he placed a book from earlier in. He’d finished it last night but he didn’t exactly have the energy to put it back.
Especially after all the lewd thoughts that had run through his mind last night. No matter how hard he tried, Soul would always creep up into those thoughts. It was starting to annoy him, how much his little undiagnosed crush on Soul was starting to become more. Almost to the point he didn’t want Wilbur to touch him.
He stood silently as he watched Soul, his expression hard as a door nail as he zoned out.
He wondered if Soul would look good underneath him…or maybe between him. He bit his lip and glanced down at himself.
Fuck. If you’re gonna get hard for fucks sake do it somewhere else. Not the library of all places.
Soul tapped his shoulder causing Quackity’s hands to dart in a position that would hide the erection but also not look suspicious. Soul grinned.
“I love this.” He chuckled, Quackity grinned sheepishly.
“I’m glad.” He held back a stutter, Soul leaned against Quackity’s shoulder and sighed.
“Honestly…I don’t hate being stuck inside, as long as I’m not in that cell…but this, this makes it so much more bearable.” He chuckled to himself fidgeting with his fingers.
Quackity glanced at him.
And Soul locked eyes with him, something about those crimson eyes were unsettling but thrilling.
Soul kissed Quackity’s cheek and smiled. “As a thank you”
Quackity tensed and stared at the ground, “awe…did I fluster you~” he purred as his eyes trailed down to look at the floor before catching sight of him.
The arm that was slung around Quackity tensed and a sly smirk spread across Soul’s lips as he pulled his lip between his teeth, thinking about his next move.
Quackity stared at the ground wide eyed, he could tell Soul noticed. No. He knew Soul noticed. He was so fucked. And not in a good way. Soul hummed in amusement and gestured for Quackity to look at him as he stood in front of him.
“Did watching me be excited give you this…? Or was it the book you read” he whispered into the shell of Quackity’s ear, standing on his tiptoes.
Oh right. The book didn’t exactly help either.
“I’ve read it before…it’s a good one isn’t it” he purred, Quackity shivered.
“Soul stop.”
Soul frowned and pushed Quackity up against a tall bookshelf littered in books.
“Shhh~ let me help you, besides we can just add this to the list of things to keep us occupied “ he purred his fingers threatening to take a peak through the waistband of his slacks.
“Soul.”
Soul rolled his eyes and undid Quackity’s belt.
“Oh, relax. I’m not going to suck you off. Besides you’d be fighting me off if you didn’t want this.” He smirked, Quackity’s eyes narrowed.
“I’m not fighting you off because I don’t want to hurt you-“ his head shot back hitting the shelf gently as he groaned, Soul smirked his fingers brushing the tip of Quackity’s dick like feathers as he removed him from his boxers.
“What was that about hurting me?” He murmured staring at Quackity.
He was…huge. Similar to Wilbur but he could make Soul get on his knees and beg with what he had.
Soul bit his lip as heat pooled below his pants, he sucked in a breath and slid his hand around the length of Quackity wrapping around him.
Quackity took shallow breaths as he watched Soul let spit hit his dick, Quackity drew in a breath when he moved his hand. Moving up and down in slow tight gripped movements, he twitched in Soul’s hand as he was jerked off.
Quackity bit his lip letting his head fall forward and rest against Soul’s as he gasped for breath. Small gasps and moans filled the library and Soul held back a sharp exhale as he held back his own ever growing tent, this was hot enough to make him get into it.
Soul slipped his head against the crook of Quackity’s neck biting gently before squeezing Quackity slightly, Quackity groaned softly as his eyes fluttered open and spotted Soul.
Soul held back a tiny moan when Quackity had spun them around slamming Soul against the shelf, books teetered as Quackity slowly undid Soul’s pants. His dick slapped his stomach, throbbing almost as Quackity took it in his hand.
They barely brushed each other and Soul shivered the urge to beg Quackity to fuck him was there, but it wasn’t a strong enough desire as it was for Quackity to just get him off.
Soul let out a soft moan when Quackity pressed their dicks together taking them both in his hand, Soul shivered his moan turning breathy. “Spit.” Quackity snapped, Soul bit his lip and spit into Quackity’s hand before hands connected with both of them, Quackity forced Soul’s hand down to help and moved them together.
In swift up and down movements, both of them crumbling soon after from the pleasure.
Teeth bit through Soul’s skin and he leaned his head back moaning into the empty air, breaking the silence that had lingered for too long.
Quackity grunted and pushed up against him harder bucking his hips up into their hands as he listened to Soul’s sweet moans.
Moans that could almost be considered intoxicating, Soul’s arms found Quackity’s neck hooking around it as he gave into the pleasure.
Soon after both of them a sweating, moaning mess cum painting their chests white. Soul leaned against the shelf defeated and gasping for air, Quackity took measured breathes before shoving his dick back into his pants and storming out of the library.
Soul watched him with lazy eyes before shakily tucking himself away and going after him.
“Quackity wait-“ he said, Quackity turned to glare as he unbuttoned his shirt.
“What.” He snapped.
Soul glanced to the ground ashamed.
“Sorry…” he mumbled, Quackity’s eyes softened before narrowing again.
“Go clean up.” He growled disappearing behind his office door.
Soul sighed and kicked a stack of books.
“Fucking idiot.” He hissed to himself as he quickly removed his oversized sweater. A souvenir from Wilbur.
He slowly made his way to the room he was staying in and threw the sweater into the basket nearby with a frown before throwing himself onto the bed.
A few minutes later a knock on the window sounded and he looked up confused, Wilbur had landed gently on the balcony railing, sitting there with a pebble in hand ready to throw it again.
‘Open the door.’ He mouthed, Soul pushed himself up off the bed the light making the starburst shaped scar on his chest look pink instead of a nasty red.
He unlocked it as Wilbur jumped off the railing to land on the concrete, Soul crumbled into the embrace the Wil had offered.
“You okay?” He questioned, Soul ignored it his hands fidgeted with the wings on Wilbur’s back. They were black…almost burnt. But still soft. Weird.
“Since when did you have wings?” He questioned, Wilbur chuckled.
“For a while I’m just really good at hiding them” he teased, Soul rolled his eyes. “Really though. I have…I can just hide them due to the mark on my back, it’s a family thing” he chuckled.
Soul raised an eyebrow “I’ve never seen the mark on your back” he said, Wilbur leaned over him “well you’ve never been on top to see” he grinned, Soul glared.
“Would you rather me on top?” He hissed, Wilbur chuckled.
“Mmm, we’ll figure that out later. Now what’s the problem- you look…out of it.” He said pulling Soul into the bedroom.
Soul tossed himself onto the bed again like a rag doll and mumbled into the pillow.
“Quackity and I got each other off in the library.” He said, the words muffled and inaudible.
Wilbur cocked and eyebrow and laid down next to Soul. “You’re gonna have to repeat that without your face in a pillow, love” he said, Soul sighed and looked at Wil.
“Quackity and I got each other off.” He snapped, it went silent and Wilbur snorted before holding back a laugh.
“No way.” He chuckled.
Soul shot him a look and Wilbur stopped laughing.
“Sorry, sorry…I’m just shocked he hasn’t eaten you up yet” he smirked dragging a finger up Soul’s bare arm.
Soul glared.
“I’m serious wil.”
Wilbur sighed.
“And so am I. That man has always been openly obvious about the people he likes. And you have been one of them ever since you first showed up in Las Nevadas which was how long ago, I’m shocked he even has this much restraint. “ he said, Soul sighed and shoved his face in the pillow again.
“I thought he hated me.”
Wilbur shrugged “it’s probably similar to him and i’s situation. I mean we’re friends but in a rival way” he replied nonchalantly, Soul took a deep breath and groaned.
Wilbur smiled somberly.
“If it makes you feel better, I did want to ask you something…” he said, Soul glared at him and sat up right.
“Oh yeah, questions always make me feel better-“
“How do you feel about waterfalls?” Wilbur cut him off, Soul flinched.
That was not what he was expecting.
“I…their okay I guess…?” He cocked his head “why?”
Wilbur smiled gently “I wanted to take you to one.” He said, Soul stared at him confused.
“Are you…asking me out?” He questioned, Wilbur smiled.
“I suppose I am.”
“What happened to being ‘just partners’?” He questioned, Wil hummed in thought for a moment.
“Well to be fair. I’ve had a thing for you since the first time we ever actually fucked, I’m just- not exactly keen on relationships if that makes sense” he said, he tapped his chin in thought before he went to speak again “actually, I worded that wrong…it was more- I didn’t really know how to express myself and I’ve always identified as straight so-“ he trailed off and Soul couldn’t help but smirk.
“You were experimenting?”
Wilbur nodded “something like that.”
Soul chuckled and tackled Wilbur pinning him and peppering him in kisses “I would love to go to the waterfall with you” he chuckled, Wilbur smiled his hands finding Soul’s waist.
“Good answer” he chuckled, as Soul hovered over Wil. His hair tickling Wilbur’s face.
Wil smirked “your hair is getting long…” he mentioned gently kissing a short strand of black and blue. “The blues washing out…” he mumbled, Soul smiled.
“Good. The blue has bad memories.” He chuckled, Wilbur sighed “but some good ones…” he frowned, Soul shrugged.
“We can make even better ones~” he purred his lips brushing ever so slightly against Wil’s, his peach fuzz brushing against his skin.
It was silent for a few moments before their lips met in a sweet kiss, before it turned into hunger and playfulness. Wil’s fingers dug down against Soul’s skin and he moaned softly against his lips, Wilbur’s eyes fluttered open as he stared into Soul’s who watched him curiously.
Something was different about this encounter…usually it was a random quick fuck..but this. This was sweet…and longing.
Wil’s head dipped to kiss Soul’s neck as Soul groaned and rolled his eyes.
“I don’t like this.” He frowned, Wilbur raised an eyebrow.
“What?”
“This…lovey dovey romance sex. I don’t like it.” He scowled, It went silent before Wilbur broke out into laughter. He grinned and flipped Soul underneath him pinning Soul’s arms up above his head.
“Honestly, I’m so glad you said that.” He laughed biting Soul’s neck. Soul shivered, Wilbur licked a stripe down Soul’s chest biting each nipple lightly before pulling down Soul’s sweats and then his own pants.
Soul bit his lip as Wilbur tore open a small package with his teeth, spreading the thin rubber over himself and then slicking himself up with Soul’s spit.
Soul lifted himself so he could dangle his legs over Wil’s shoulders and Wilbur propped them up, the door to Quackity’s office opened and closed as soft footsteps made their way to the living room.
“Wait- wil-“
Wilbur ignored it and pushed into him causing Soul’s back to arch and a moan to slip from his lips “oh gods~ Wil~” he moaned, Wil smirked and leaned forward “unless you want Quackity to hear those sweet moans you might want to keep your pretty mouth shut” he purred, Soul moaned softly as Wil rolled his hips into him.
“I fucking hate you~” he groaned and Wilbur’s breath hitched.
“Oh trust me. I know~” he held back a pleasured groan as he slammed into Soul picking up the pace.
Soul’s nails found Wil’s back carving lines into thick shoulders. Soul let out another sweet sound when Wil had hit his sweet spot, the sound tickling Wilbur’s ear as he leaned over Soul.
Soul hiccuped tears threatening his eyes from overstimulation before cumming streaks of white, “oh gods~ Wil please~” he begged, Wilbur sat up again grabbing Soul’s legs and turning him slightly to the side pounding into his prostate before his grip of Soul turned to nails only as he came.
He huffed pulling out and Soul wheezed trying to find as much oxygen as he could.
“Holy hell-“ Wilbur looked down at Soul and wiped his eyes “you okay?” He mumbled softly into Soul’s ear.
Soul’s heart beat slowed and he took calming breaths. “Mhm…” he managed out, Wilbur sighed and pulled off his jacket and shirt tossing them to the side.
He hummed as he pulled Soul down onto the bed to cuddle, Soul smiled and nuzzle into him.
“You’re amazing…” he cooed kissing Wilbur’s neck. Wilbur chuckled.
“Careful…unless you want to go for round two” Soul smirked and cocked his head kissing Wilbur’s lips softly.
“I could go all night, baby boy~” he purred, Wilbur blushed as Soul climbed onto him to straddle him.
“That is…if you’ll allow me~” he hummed letting Wilbur’s girth rub against his ass as a taunt.
Wilbur bit his lip and leaned back.
“go ahead then…ride me til you’re seeing stars love~”
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