Soul yawned as he wobbled into the kitchen grabbing a drink and something to snack on. Quackity glanced up from his laying position on the couch and scowled “next time can you…I don’t know-take it down a notch” he said a smirk threatening his lips.
Soul rolled his eyes as Wil left the room pulling his jacket on.
“Of course, next time we’ll be just a little louder so you can get your rocks off, Ducky” Wil purred leaning over the couch his face inches from Quackity’s, Quackity glared and laid back down returning to his book.
“I thought I told you to fuck off.”
Wil chuckled as he kissed Soul’s cheek “that’s not what you said last time we met…because from what I recall you got drunk and just couldn’t help yourself.” He grinned his hand winded around Soul’s waist and Soul blushed.
“I was drunk.” Quackity snapped, Soul chuckled.
“If you two are so infatuated with each other in such a way then why don’t you just fuck.” Soul joked, Wilbur grinned.
“Wow, love what a genius idea…you can sit back and watch” he purred poking Soul’s, Soul smirked.
Quackity gagged “god what are you two anyways. Acting like a couple” he rolled his eyes, Wilbur pulled Soul into a kiss the room going silent except for the rustling of clothing and small sounds and gasps that escaped Soul and Wil’s lips.
Honestly it turned Quackity on, knowing what was happening. “Get a room.” Quackity snapped standing up to go to his office, Wilbur pulled from the kiss his hand basically down Soul’s pants.
“We’re already in one” he called back, Quackity bit his lip the heat pooling in his abdomen as he made it to the office door down the hall. A moan slipped through Soul’s lips and Quackity covered his mouth, god he was desperate.
“You don’t mind if I stay here right?” Wilbur called, the office door slammed shut and Wilbur chuckled against Soul’s ear. “I didn’t hear a no” he grinned. Soul smirked and patted his chest.
“Now go get some clothes for you to wear if you’re staying” he poked, Wilbur groaned and slid his hand back up from Soul’s pants to Soul’s chest twisting a nipple playfully.
“But I can just borrow yours~”
Soul laughed “you wouldn’t even fit in them” he grinned, Wilbur rolled his eyes practically with sarcasm.
“I can make them fit” he purred, Soul rolled his eyes and pushed him towards the door.
“Go get your clothes, stupid”
Wilbur sighed and turned to Soul “I want a kiss first” he smiled, Soul broke into a smile and kissed him gently.
He pulled away and pushed him out. “Go!” He laughed, Wilbur sighed and walked off down the hallway dramatically.
Soul leaned against the door for a moment before drawing in a breath. “Oh!”
He hummed quickly making his way down the hallway to Quackity’s office. “Quackity, hypothetically if someone were to consume-“ he went silent when the room was empty, he glanced around hearing muffled sounds before he looked over to see Quackity leaning against the wall and his hand in his pants.
Soul turned red.
This…was not what he was expecting, Quackity glanced over his eyes narrowing before he kicked the door shut and pinned Soul to the wall by the throat.
“Do not. Say anything.” Quackity snapped, Soul gasped biting his lip theirs brushing lightly.
“Get on your knees.” Quackity demanded, Soul blushed but dropped quickly as Quackity tangled his fingers in his hair and gripping it.
Tears of pure pleasure threatened Soul and he took Quackity in his hands, spitting and then stroking Quackity slowly before licking a stripe up from his base to the tip.
Quackity dug his nails into Soul’s scalp letting out a whine when Soul took in his tip before slowly hollowing his cheeks and moving up and down on him.
“santo Jesús, Alma~” he moaned, Soul sucked in and took him deeper before pulling off with a pop.
“Quackity…” he mumbled tapping Quackity’s thigh, Quackity glanced down at him. “You can use me…if you want” he bit his lip and Quackity let out a low chuckle.
“You would be into that wouldn’t you, you little cock slut~” he purred, Soul went to say something but Quackity pressed the side of his dick to Soul’s face. “And don’t say you don’t like that either because I’ve seen the way you react when I degrade you~ it’s a shame Wilbur doesn’t do that with you” he purred pulling Soul into a standing position.
They exchanged breath their lips close enough to lock into a dangerous kiss.
“But I’m willing to do anything your little freak heart desires” he growled gently, Soul whined and Quackity pushed him up against the wall his hand squeezing Soul’s neck tightly. “Even the most vulgar things I’m willing to do…so here’s my proposal Soul, you and me. Partners for while you live here. And whoever doesn’t fall for the other first gets whatever reward they want” he explained in a breathy voice, Soul held back a light moan when Quackity pushed up against him.
“And what are the boundaries?” Soul breathed out, Quackity kissed Soul’s neck biting it gently.
“No kissing. And zero fucking. Got it.”
Soul nodded and Quackity pinned him to the wall his dick rubbing against Soul’s already growing bulge.
“Take your pants off and bend over the desk.” He ordered, Soul’s eyes narrowed.
“Make me~” he purred, Quackity grabbed Soul by the hair and slammed him down against the desk yanking his pants down.
“Mm~ so you’re a brat. Dully noted” he pressed himself through Soul’s closed thighs slowly thrusting forward, Soul crumbled and let out a whine as Quackity’s cock rubbed up against his.
As Quackity pulled back and slammed against him, Soul gripped the table in desperation as he held back quiet moans.
Wilbur went to knock on the window looking up from his bag he was shuffling through his eyebrows shooting up in shock before a smug smirk crossed his lips.
He tucked his wings away, the feathers basically vaporizing as he pushed the doors to the balcony open gently and silently, The sounds of muffled boots caused Quackity to yank up Soul’s head by the hair.
“Look who decided to join…” he purred in his ear pushing against his dick again, Soul whimpered and Wilbur sat in Quackity’s chair.
“Well don’t stop…keep the show going” he purred, Soul bit his lip moaning gently when Quackity reached around stroking Soul gently.
Soul gasped his voice cracking when Quackity’s freehand yanked his head up by the neck.
“I didn’t say you could look away from Wil…let him see your intoxicating expressions, the way you moan when my dick rubs against yours~” he hissed.
Soul hiccuped and held back a moan, Wilbur sat back watching as his hand traveled slowly down to his own pants.
Quackity picked up speed, thrusting in and out of Soul’s thighs watching as Wilbur leaned back in his office chair, hand stroking his own erection as he watched Soul tremble and moan beneath Quackity.
Gods, who knew something like this would be so exhilarating. So…sexy.
Quackity’s breath hitched his movements becoming erratic as he grabbed Soul by the hair yanking him up slightly, Soul gasped his eyes threatening to roll back in ecstasy.
Soul reached for something to grab onto and resorted to grabbing the underside of the desk, Quackity leaned down his breath in Soul’s ear.
“Come for me, babes. Let it all out for Daddy…” he purred, Soul bit his lip shivering as the sentence made him cave.
He squeaked and moaned out raggedly as he crumbled letting out on the desk as Quackity moved his papers. He thrusted a few more times before he let out as well, the sticky feeling against both of them had them panting as they rode out their orgasms.
When Quackity pulled away he ran his fingers through his hair glancing at Wilbur who was hiding his face with his hand, slumped over in the chair probably letting out all over himself.
Soul wobbled and grasped the desk again to steady himself as he stood.
He always got off balance after encounters like that.
Soul looked at Wilbur as his heart rate and breathing slowed.
“I’m going to clean up.” Quackity said his tone already back to stern and not giving a shit, when the doors shut and Quackity had left the room Wilbur grabbed Soul by the collar their eyes meeting.
“You’re so fucking hot.” He snapped kissing Soul, Soul chuckled kissing him back practically shoving their tongues down each other’s throats before Soul pulled away.
“There’s a shower..” he whispered, Wilbur’s eyes lit up as he had already tucked himself away.
Soul grabbed Wil’s hand and pulled him out of the office.
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“Okay so how should we go about finding this damned key?” Wilbur questioned as he sat leaned back in a chair at the kitchen table, Quackity was pacing while Soul had been making a sandwich.
“Well the only place Endorria ever inhabited was the End dimension…” Soul said, Quackity scowled.
“But that dimension is dangerous, only one person has truly survived that and even then just barely.” He said, Soul shrugged.
“If it was in the End then Phil would’ve seen something right?”he questioned, Quackity and Soul exchanged glances before looking at Wil.
“Exactly.”
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“Sorry mates, I didn’t see nothing like that while I was there. There was an egg which is currently locked up safe and sound, but other then that there was nothing…” Phil said as he watered the plants outside his home, Techno peaked out of his home with a grape popping into his mouth.
“Who’s going to the End?” He asked, Soul bit his lip.
“Us” Wilbur blurted, Quackity glared.
“Really wil.” He muttered, Technoblade thought for a moment.
“You’re looking for a fancy key or something?” He asked, Soul nodded.
“Maybe try the End Ship. It’s were the goddess used to stay…it might be there if the book belonged to her.” Technoblade suggested, Phil shrugged.
“Maybe” he said, “I wish you luck mates”
Soul sighed already at the edge of the forest, Wilbur hugged Phil and Techno goodbye before chasing after Quackity who was a bit behind Soul.
“Is he alright?”
Quackity frowned and fiddled with the straps on his satchel.
“I think he’s a bit uncomfortable with going to the End…” he spoke up, Wilbur eyed Soul and frowned.
“That would make sense. She did fuck things up for him…” he said, Quackity frowned.
“Do you think- in those visions…do you think the abuse he went through was real?” He asked, Wilbur shrugged.
“It’s possible, but only he would know…and he’d have to be the one to open up to us about it” he said, Quackity cringed slightly.
“Us?”
Wilbur smirked “yes, Quackity. Us. He clearly trusts us both.” He paused nudging up against Quackity “especially if he’s letting both of us get in his pants.” He grinned, Quackity shoved him away.
“He’d let anyone get in his pants Wilbur.”
Wil cocked his eyebrow “oh really?” He sighed “because I’ve only ever seen him let you, Dream and I get in there.” He stated running to catch up to Soul.
Soul turned flashing a bright smile and Quackity flinched from behind as he watched Wilbur kiss Soul’s cheek and Soul laughed.
Something deep down in Quackity really wanted that to be them…
He shook his head.
The deal. He can’t forget about the deal.
Wilbur turned gesturing for him to join them, he sighed and ran up to them as they chatted and joked.
Well…maybe if he didn’t say anything, he’d get away with it.
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