There is smut within this chapter. You have been warned beforehand.
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Classic had stayed silent as he was dragged further into the forest area, away from any prying eyes. The snow below made no difference with the heat bubbling in Classic. Dusts words enveloped his mind, almost taunting but also welcoming. He wasn't sure how far the 'fun' would pursue, but then again, he'd never had a chance like this. His gaze fell to the hand as the grip was firm. Opening his mouth to speak, he fell silent once Dust stopped walking. They had moved far into the woodlands, the branches swaying slightly as Classic found himself pinned to a tree. The action earned a slight gasp as Dust hovered close, his smile stretched wide. His gaze looked crazed, but Classic couldn't deny how attractive it was. Those eyes fit him well, forcing his own soul to rapidly flutter about.
"Do try to keep your voice down, okay? Lest you desire onlookers~" There was a simple nod in response as Dust made his move. He let his hand wander toward Classic's back, slipping his fingers beneath the fabric as the tips trailed his spine. The sudden sensation forced Classic's sockets wide as he sucked in a deep breath, his legs slightly trembling. A low hum left Dust as he admired the face Classic wore. Both were broken in their own ways and Dust was more than happy knowing his rough ways wouldn't risk Classic's end. After all, the original had more health then before and his stats increased his ranks on the power spectrum. Even Dust felt a fight would end in his defeat, not the originals. Classic had natural dodging, far faster than anyone else. Some Sans Aus didn't even possess dodging. If the health stat was high enough, than there was no need for such a skill.
Dust felt his gaze wander Classic's body. In comparison, the original was far smaller than most. It gave him a cute aesthetic, if you take out the new features since meeting him. Now, the original was a mix between cute and psychotic. Killing a Papyrus was the straw that needed to be broken and it did the right effect. Classic's air was harsher, almost colder and less breathable. Well, only to those not used to such airs. For Dust, Classic's new self was alluring. It made him feel so ensnared to the original. What was supposed to be a mere joke and one time thing, Dust wasn't sure that was the case anymore. There was a pull between the two. He had felt a warmth that had long left him. To think he would fall for someone he only desired to twist. To manipulate.
"You keep starring..." Classic's voice snapped Dust from his mind as he cleared his throat and leaned closer, his fingertips digging into the creases of Classic's spine.
"Can I not admire you're body?" There was a slight chuckle that held a teasing tone as Classic spoke up, his mouth turned into a crooked grin.
"Hard to admire when there is clothing in the way, no?" A grunt was the only response as Dust removed his hand from Classic's spine, both hands grabbing his hips before lifting him. He moved closer, pressing his pelvis and waist into Classic as he waited for the original to wrap his legs around him. Once he had, Dust smirked before forcing Classic's arms above him. Summoning a bone, he pressed it into the wood between the gaps in Classic's arms, locking his limbs in place. It drew a short chuckle from the original as he tightened his hold around Dust's waist with his legs.
"Someone is impatient~"
"Someone offered me some fun, so I am expecting such!" Those words shook Dust to his core as he felt a genuine smile drift over his expression. How long had it been since someone let him close. Treasured him. It felt so foreign, yet he couldn't help but grab on and refuse to let it go. Something within his soul yearned for this affection. It was suffocating, yet intoxicating.
He was whisked from his mind the moment a mouth met his, Classic leaning closer before opening his mouth. Dust felt his control snap as he deepened the kiss, feeling the smile from the original. His tongue shifted inside, dancing with the other. Drool fell between both chins as Dust made attempts to work on the clothes. He could feel Classic's body already formed, leaving his desires to spike. He easily pulled the shorts off before letting one of his hands wander. He left his fingertip to dance along the area before finding the hole he sought. Letting it wander in, he pressed along the walls until he hit the spot that sent Classic into pleasure. He broke the kiss as his head tipped back slightly, Dust smirking as he worked to pleasure that one spot. The sounds and faces left him speechless. The skeleton in his hold was sending him plunging headfirst into lust. Slowly he let more fingers enter, the amount of sound growing before Dust deepened the kiss once more to silence him.
After moments he pulled his fingers out before licking them, admiring the bright blue that rushed along Classic's expression. Smirking, he undid his own pants before positioning himself at the hole. Without a single word he pressed in, Classic curling his toes at the new sensation. He let out a soul shuddering moan that made Dust widen his sockets in surprise. The moan brought about excitement as he started moving, earning him more sounds that he found he loved. He no longer worried about covering the sounds. They were cute and he wanted to hear every noise that left Classic's mouth.
Classic had his head tilted more back as his pinpricks rolled with it. He felt his body tremble at the force of each thrust, leaving him drowning in ecstasy. His mind was muddled, leaving him lacking the words to speak. He was in bliss and found that he desired this. It was enticing. Pulling against the bone holding his arms, he tore it free before leaning forward. His arms wrapped around Dust's shoulder, head pressed to Dust's forehead as Classic found the strength to smile. He was breathing roughly as he spoke quietly, those few words sending Dust's soul into a frenzy.
"I love you Dust." Those words alone were enough to break apart the gloomy air that always followed Dust. He was always alone. He had no family. Even his group was merely allies. But for once, he felt joy in those words. He could hear and feel the truth. To be loved was a feeling he never expected to have. Yet Classic shook him to the core. He lifted a weight that finally freed Dust from his own darkness. Finally let him see the light. He smiled as he spoke in a hushed whisper.
"I love you too Classy~ "
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Hope you enjoyed. I am excited to continue this relationship (#DussicAllTheWay)
Let's be honest, I am a multi shipper, but Dussic is one of my favorite singular ships UwU
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