𝙈𝘾𝙔𝙏 𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙎

pretty boy ;; 18+

ohmygod goober writes something that isnt gross for once oh em gee

Karl x Quackity (oh fuck oh no no sapnap)

now that interstate is paved with memo- okay hey gang, another repurposed storyline thats like really mf old, thank u pc files

whats fresh diggity dawgs, i just got back from vacation and wrote this when the power was out bleh, n normally i write quackity super raunchy and bratty so it was peculiar to write him as soft and fluffy eheh

Warnings:
- light crying
- praise
- body worship-ish
- not much rlly, its super vanilla, just fluffy

1.4k words

n ive just gotta say yall mfs in my comment section are funny asf what are u on

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"You're so pretty," Quackity whispered, laying a gentle hand in his fluffy curls.

Karl hummed in response, leaning his head into the other's chest. They had been watching Netflix for the past hour or so, a series that Quackity wasn't very familiar with but still enjoyed anyway. Karl had called it "General Hospital" or something like that.

Quackity had his head propped against the arm of the couch, his legs stretched along the cushions with his arms above his head. Karl lay splayed across him, resting his tired head on the other brunette's chest.

"Nooo, you're pretty, you're the cute one," Karl mumbled sleepily, glancing up to see his grinning face.

"Nooooo, you're cute! See, look at your face, it's all pink." He praised, running his fingers through the other's hair. "It's amazing"

Karl whined in a joking protest, burying his blushing face in the pale material of Alex's shirt. Bringing his arms down to the other's hips, Quackity scooched him further up his chest so he could really see his face

"Gimme kiss," Karl chuckled, pecking a short smooch to his forehead. Quackity smiled in response, leaning up, making a soft kissy sound before meeting his boyfriend in a sweet kiss. He drew back only to be met with a fake frown and pout on Karl's face.

"Nooo, don't make that face!" He gasped in mock sadness, shaking his head with a grin before landing another kiss on him. Karl smiled against the other brunette's lips, loosely tangling his fingers into his lightly curled hair.

"I love you," He whispered, beginning to kiss down Alex's jaw. The brunette grinned and hummed softly, leaning his head to the side to give him a little better access despite their odd position.

"Mmmmm, love you too."

The show was forgotten now as the pair were focused on each other, hands trailing down clothed skin. Stopping at the soft curves and coming back up again, down the sides and across the dips of their bodies. With a gentle motion, Quackity hooked his fingers under the other's sweatshirt, opting it off. Karl caught the hint and sat back up, straddling the other's lap and peeling his shirt over his head.

"You're so pretty," Quackity sighed as Karl rolled his hips ever-so-slightly, deciding to pull his own sweatshirt off as well. Their bare skin was hot against each other's as they resumed the makeout session, getting warmer and more desperate as time passed.

Both brunette's hands roamed their bodies, gently thumbing the other's nipples, caressing their smooth skin, and trailing dull nails down their hips.

Quackity ran his fingers across the other's lightly scarred chest, burns and cuts that they were both all too familiar with. Years of time travel and horrible accidents, yet every time they shared a moment like this, Quackity made sure to kiss and love every mark and scar. It was almost reassuring to Karl, knowing that the other didn't hate his body, he adored it, in fact.

"Mmmm I love your body," He hummed, "It's so soft and cute, I love it."

Karl could almost cry. He loved Quackity so much. So, so much that it made his heart ache. To know that he's loved and accepted. Appreciated and cared for. He loved him, he really did.

Bringing the other back down, Quackity kissed him. No anger, no fear, no urgency, nothing. Just pure, quiet love for him. He tried to convey every thought in his head with the simple gesture, trying to tell him the feelings he couldn't quite put words to and he just prayed that he could feel them too.

Quackity pressed his lips to the bridge of his nose, drawing a genuine, gentle smile from him.

"I love you so much."

Karl rolled his hips slowly against the other's, pressing gentle kisses to the other's soft, tanned chest, massaging his thumbs into his sides. Quackity sighed quietly, letting his eyes fall shut as his smooth hands roamed his body.

"You make me so happy."

Karl hummed, scooting himself back enough to sit on Quackity' soft thighs. He pressed a trail of gentle kisses down his stomach, stopping at the waist of his jeans. Karl looked up through his lashes at his flushed face.

It was such a beautiful sight. Quackity, gently biting the skin of his scarred lower lip, his hair messy and ruffled with his eyes lidded and soft. And Karl, now situated between his thighs, the tanned skin of his exposed torso on display.

"Karl-" Quackity gasped, carefully biting into the skin of his hand, eyes glued to the other as he lazily worked the fly of his pants. Karl smiled and slipped the other's jeans off, tossing them off the couch. He had a rather obvious bulge in his boxers and it didn't really help as Karl began to lazily mouth at it, rubbing circles into his clothed hips.

"I love you," Karl whispered, gently kneading Quackity' thighs as he tucked his knees under himself. He slipped a finger under the band of his boxers and drew them down, discarding them with his pants. The tanner male groaned quietly as he kissed along the tender skin of his inner thighs, sucking a flushed hickey onto the soft skin.

Quackity sighed when Karl took the tip of his dick into his plush lips before slowly bobbing his head.

"Oh my god-" He gasped, panting softly as the other hollowed out his cheeks, his nose bumping against his pelvis. Karl let out a gentle hum, sending vibrations right down Quackity' spine, his hips bucking slightly.

"I love you," Quackity whimpered as tears pooled the corner of his eyes, sniffling and wiping at his face with the back of his hand.
Karl pulled off him with a gentle, careful look in his eyes. "What's the matter?" He asked, soothingly rubbing circles into his thighs.

"I just- I love you so much." He sniffled, tears flooding down his cheeks faster than he could wipe them away. "You're just so perfect and amazing, make me so happy. I'm so glad you stayed with me."

Karl smiled, feeling tears well in his own eyes. "Hey, hey don't cry, I love you." He whispered, wiping at his eyes before his own tears could spill. "I would give anything in the world for you."

Quackity hiccuped gently, mixing in with a quiet chuckle. How beautifully sensual the whole scene was. Both boys with tears in their eyes, reflecting the pale moonlight shining through the windows, so caught up in their love for each other that nothing else could really cross their minds.

Karl began chuckling as well, leaning up to plant a kiss on the other's lips, running thin hands across his stomach.

"Love you so much."

Karl kissed down his tan chest before taking Quackity' member back in his mouth, hot tears dripping off his nose and onto his torso. Quackity sniffled and moaned, arching his back off the couch as he was taken to the base. Karl swirled his tongue around and continued to bob his head, flattening his tongue, and trying to breathe through his nose.

The tanner boy couldn't quite form words as he was worked closer and closer to the edge, hiccuping and sniffling and gasping as his body quivered.

"Ack- I- Close," He gasped, gently bucking his hips upwards. Karl hummed in response, continuing his work as he proceeded to sputter messy praise.

"I love you-" He whimpered as his body shuddered, clenching his fists and releasing into the paler male's mouth. Karl pulled off of him, another wave of gentle laughter bubbling through him, cum and tears dripping off his chin.

"I love you too, dummy."