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Admittance Is The First Step! (DW x Nega)

OG Darkwing Duck
Darkwing x Negaduck
Implied Drake x Launchpad

18 + Content:
Porn w/o Plot

He took a shower but it didn't help his aching muscles. Gosalyn was at Honker's house so he didn't have to worry about her tonight he could just rest. He crashed on the mattress. His fight with Megavolt had kicked his ass not that he would admit it. He had been laying on his bed face down for over an hour when he heard someone walk in.

"Launchpad? I didn't know you were getting back tonight." Drake mumbled into the pillow not making much effort to annunciate or look at him. However there was no response.

He sat on the bed and hand stroked down Drake's back. Drake leaned into it moaning slightly, and relaxing. He felt lips on his neck and hand slid across his hips pinning him to bed. Launchpad must known he was tried.

"Not tonight LP," he mumbled.

The mouth didn't pull away, instead it bit him. Drake knew immediately it wasn't Launchpad. His eyes flew open.

"Dreaming of your sidekick?" said a dark chuckle.

His first thought was: Why was Negaduck here? His second thought was: Why was Nega kissing him
in his sleep?

The hand on his waist gripped a handful of his feathers and pulled them hard. Drake grunted softly. That seemed more like Negaduck.

Drake had a choice to make. Stop him or see where this was going. He knew there shouldn't be a choice but for some reason he wanted to see what the villain would do. Slowly he felt the hand warp around waist towards his member. Drake bit his tongue so he didn't gasp.

"Already hard? Must've been a naughty dream." Drake hadn't noticed he was hard. He was more focused on the weight on his back than what was happening underneath him.

The hand pulled jerkily. Drake held in a hiss. LP treated him like glass being gentle and obedient to the point of being annoying. This was the opposite and should've put him on guard but he was excited? The hand jerked again and Drake was half glad his hands were under the pillow because they were digging into the mattress.

"To bad it wasn't about me." He jerked his hand again. "I might've finish my you off."

Drake couldn't help but whimper at that. He wondered if played along if Negaduck would - would what? Stay? He shouldn't want that but he couldn't help it.

"Please," he mumbled.

Gah, he was embarrassed. He didn't beg. He'd rather claw his eyes out. Here was pleading with Negaduck of all people.

"Ohh, begging are we? Well maybe," he jerked his hand again and Drake bucked. "Admit you want me."

The mallard wrapped his hand around Drake's throat cutting off his air. Drake shuttered as the others slid slowly down his member. The hand released his throat and Drake gasped.

"Want to say something little hero?" he whispered and Drake shuttered again.

"I don't know, ahhh," there was another bite. This time on his shoulder.

"Be careful with what you say," he hummed stroking him lightly. Drake grunted. The villain growled, "Admit it."

"Why else would you still be here?" Drake huffed.

"Not good enough princess." Negaduck pulled his hand away.

"I want this," he mumbled into the pillow. The other hummed. "I want you. Please."

With one last jerk he spilled in the villain's hand but he knew it wasn't over. Drake could feel the smirk on his skin and he knew that he was going live to regret this.

Word Count: 600