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Soul stood at the podium as a medal was pinned to his shoulder, today he was being inducted into the council. He wore extravagant clothing that was just light enough for him to feel like he wasn’t being weighed down, a halo that crossed like an “x” over his eyes shone with millions of eyes.
But even though his eyes were covered, he kept the yellow fabric around his eyes. A memory.
Idris was two months old now, Wil had been gone for two months and Quackity was sitting in the audience watching as Soul was given a shard. It shone in hues of pinks and blues, hovering over his hand and he held back a smile as Void inducted him in.
He said the pledge and then was given a badge to pin to his clothing everytime he was on duty. It was almost ethereal, the way the sun shone through the stained glass at the right angle, the way Soul’s wings drug across the marble floors.
The way every god carried themselves, the fact that Quacktiy was here with Idris. He bit his lip and held back a smile as Void held his own back. He had been waiting for this.
As soon as he was given his name roses were tossed and Soul laughed, he couldn’t help it. Void burst into small chuckles as well as the others, the familiar sight of a valley lily landed at his feet and bent to pick it up gracefully.
He smiled and looked to Quackity who was beaming, idris on his shoulders smiling over who knows what. He missed Wil, but he’d been doing better with Quackity than he ever could.
Soul was gently pushed against the council desks, Quackity kissing him passionately. He wished he could see when things like this happened now, he missed seeing his smile when he was absolutely taken away by Soul’s existence. But somehow even now, he could tell when Quackity was happy.
Fingers slid up Soul’s waist and rested on his hips as he let Quackity into his thoughts, Luckily Kristin was obsessed with Idris and offered to take her for the day.
Kristin knew what she was doing.
Q’s hands went to undo Soul’s belt and Soul stopped him. “I can’t see.” he muttered, Quackity sighed and kissed his cheek.
“You don’t have too.”
Soul’s heart raced and he bit his lip.
He knew what was about to happen and he was completely okay with it, he liked the way Quackity took control.
Wilbur never could do it the way he did…
This wasn’t about Wilbur though. He left.
He refused to raise a child with them. He ran. And hid. And hurt them in more ways than one. It was their turn to be happy, to love, to heal.
“Repeat the color system.” Quackity demanded, Soul shivered as he felt Q pick him up and place him on the desk.
“Red, stop; yellow, slow down; green, continue” he repeated breathlessly, he could feel Quackity’s lips hover over his as they exchanged breathes.
It was silent for a few and was broken as soon as Soul had grabbed Quackity by the back of the neck and kissed him desperately.
Quackity chuckled and bit Souls lip, grabbing him by the shoulder and slamming him down on the table. Soul’s body trembled.
“Did I say you could kiss me?” He snapped, Soul blushed as the orange cloth around his eyes was shoved in his mouth. His pale eyes exposed, they were oh so pale…
“Did I.”
“N-no sir” he said, muffled by the cloth, Quackity nodded and raised one of Soul’s legs, kissing it gently.
Soul let out a shaky exhale as Quackity but down and then grabbed him by the chin catching him off guard.
Everything about this was odd, all the sensations seemed heightened now that he was legally blind.
“Soul. On your knees.” Quackity growled, Soul but his lips and went to slide off the desk only for Quackity to kiss his neck and push him down.
“You know what to do…” he muttered, Soul fumbled looking for Q’s belt with his hands. Eventually Quackity softly helped him and Soul sighed resting his face against the patch of hair above Q’s boxers before pulling them down and kissing his length.
“Mmm, that’s it.”
Soul smirked and Quackity could feel the upturn of his lips, he knew what Soul was planning.
Soul took Quackity’s whole length down his throat and pulled off slowly, painfully slow. Quackity covered his mouth and held himself up against the desk.
The feeling of Soul’s lips around his dick for the first time in months was amazing, even with how slow Soul was going, but of course he was teasing him. He’d get taught a lesson eventually.
“Q…?”
He looked down at Soul, Soul wiped his face and licked the substance from his fingers. The sight of his tongue slipping through his fingers to get every last bit of Quackity and the sight of his pale intoxicating eyes sent a shiver down Quackity’s spine. He swallowed and chuckled nervously.
He did always seem to last longer when it came to railing the shit out of Soul rather than getting sucked off by Soul, but this time it seemed like he was going bottom.
Soul but back a smirk.
They’d been yearning this long, and Quackity could tell Soul wanted control.
Soul grabbed Q’s hand and pulled him towards a chair pushing him down into it, conveniently the chairs didn’t have arms but they were still gorgeously designed.
Quackity watched as Soul opened the drawer and in a swift motion tied his hands behind the chair. Sure it wasn’t exactly comfortable but it worked.
Soul slowly undid his belt and slid his pants down, Quackity watched with admiration. Soul’s legs were pale like porcelain, he wanted to worship him.
He crawled into the chair and smirked, grinding against Q slowly, Quackity threw his head back and held back a groan as Soul slid his dick into him.
A small moan escaped Soul’s lips as he dropped down to the base, Quackity’s arms tensed in place as Soul pulled up and then bounced down.
Q let out a groan of pleasure staring at the ceiling as Soul took advantage of him, bouncing on him mercilessly. The pleasure filled them both as they crumpled against each other. Quackity’s head resting against Soul’s before they were locked in a kiss.
“Quackity…can I say your name…?” Soul whispered in between the kiss, Quackity’s body shivered.
“Beg for it.” He hissed, Soul moaned and something cold touched his hips slamming him down onto Quackity. His eyes widened and bit his lip, he didn’t tie the cloth tight enough dammit.
“Beg for it Soul.” He growled biting Souls neck, Soul huffed and tensed around Quackity. Q sucked in a breath and moaned lightly into Soul’s neck, “beg.”
Soul moaned and bounced with the aid of Quackity. “Please! Please let me fucking moan your name, Jesus Christ Q!” He moaned out. Quackity smirked.
“Make me scream your first name and I’ll let you have my last.” Soul snapped, Quackity froze his eyes widening before he kissed Soul aggressively.
“Deal accepted.”
Soul was then picked up and placed on the cool tabletop of the desk, his legs held off to the side as Quackity drilled into him.
Soul’s breath hitched and he moaned lightly, “Alexis~” Q licked his lips and grinned plowing into Soul.
Moans and soft skin slapping the only thing that filled the large room, he was shocked no one had even heard.
Soul gripped the desk and moaned again. “Alexis please~”
“Please what. Use your words.”
Soul lost his words as Quackity pounded him.
Souls body trembled and he held his shirt down over his own throbbing dick. Quackity smirked bending over him, “let it all out baby…” he hummed. Soul squeaked and nodded, his body throbbed and he moaned as Quackity buried himself deep into Soul.
Soul let out a silent moan, his back arching as Quackity held him down by the throat as he came.
“God, you're beautiful.” Q moaned as he let out.
They gasped for air and Soul kissed Quackity gently, he left a kiss on Souls cheek and smiled.
“Been a while.”
Soul laughed.
“Shut up”
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