You Should Have Known Better (Ink x Error Book)

Chapter 8 - Tired (18+ Forced Warning)

Error watched in fear as Ink sat still for a moment, letting the paint take effect. After a minute, Ink's eyes opened, his pupils being pink hearts. He licked his teeth and looked over Error's body. Error whimpered and tried to get away again, "InK, nO! PLeAsE InK, DoN'T dO THiS, I'm S-S-s-S-sORrY!" Error begged. Ink laughed, "Oh Error~ I can't wait to paint your insides rainbow~" He grabbed Error's legs and yanked him back down, causing Error to glitch out, trying to kick at Ink, "See~? You're struggling just proves you aren't sorry in the slightest~" Ink's words only made Error want this less and less, his fear rising with every passing second. He didn't want this again. It was honestly worse than the torture. He struggled and tried pleading with him, knowing it wouldn't work. Ink paid no mind to his words any longer, removing a paintbrush and quickly whipping up some rope. He quickly tied one end around one of Error's wrist, then strung it through one of the holes in the backboard of the bed. There were holes lined up specifically for bondage on the entire top of the backboard, but Ink just chose a random one. Ink used the other end of the top to tie around Error's other wrist tightly, having them stuck above Error's head.

Error's hands had barely any room to move, but they weren't stuck completely against the backboard. He pulled on them, crying harder as he felt Ink's hands on his chest, forcing his breast to summon. Those tears got even heavier when he noticed Ink's body was summoned and he saw him removing his clothes. Ink stretched once his clothes were off and Error tried not to look, but he couldn't help but continue to glance at Ink's election. It looked bigger than before. Probably caused by the pink giving him an extra boost. He struggled, kicking at Ink, actually hitting him this time. Ink grabbed his ankles, "Watch it Error~ I'll fuck your ass dry to make you behave if I have to~" Error had a feeling Ink's threat wasn't empty, judging by everything else he had done. Error stopped struggling, his body going limp, although he couldn't stop the violent shaking and crying. He saw Ink smile, then get up and go to the closet, pulling out a box Error hadn't noticed when he was in there.

Ink sat down next to Error and opened the box. "Hm..." Ink pulled a few things out, smiling down at Error one done, "You're going to love this~" Error knew he wouldn't, "But first, let's get between those cute little legs of yours~" Ink got between his legs, preventing Error from shutting them, which Error would be trying to do a lot. Error felt Ink's hand as his entrance and he shivered, whimpering and shutting his eyes tightly, balling his hands into fist. He felt his fingers graze the outside, making him squirm and quietly gasp. Ink's fingers moved up, making contact with his clit and rubbing slowly. Error's body arched at this and he quietly whined, trying to hold it in. His effort wasn't worth anything though as Ink suddenly gave his clit a small pinch. Error yelped and panted, trying to struggle away from Ink. Ink grabbed his waist, pulling him back down, "Stay in your spot Error, or I'll just have to take you dry~ And you won't like that~" Ink giggled. Error whimpered, but nodded.

"InK..." Error quietly spoke. Ink perked up and paused his movements to hear Error speak. "W-wHy...? WhY aRE YOu doInG ThiS tO mE...?" He looked up and met Ink's eyes. Ink blinked a few times, but ultimately ignored his question, leaning down and licking Error's pussy, all the way from the bottom of his entrance to his clit, which he sucked on once up there. This motion caused a glitched moan to ring out through the room. Error's back arched severely and his fingers dug into his palms. He felt Ink continuing to pleasure his clit, licking and sucking it, even giving it a few gentle bites every few licks. Error felt his pussy tightening already, getting ready to finish. Two of Ink's fingers slowly slipped into Error, feeling him squeezing around them. Error cried out repeatedly, moaning out. He cried Ink's name as he finished, his body spasming, squeezing around Ink's fingers and sucking them deeper in.

Error sobbed in defeat. He felt disgusting already, and yet he knew they were nowhere near finished. He felt Ink removed his fingers and looked up just in time to see him popping them into his mouth. Error looked away quickly. After a moment he felt something strangely shaped at his entrance, the feeling foreign and unusual. He glanced down, but was unsure if he even actually wanted to see or not. All he saw was Ink pushing something into him, missing what it was. If felt strange. It was fully inside of him and his body was squeezing around it. He tried to mentally identify it, shutting his eyes tight, but his concentration on what it felt like was interrupted by a strong vibration in his vagina. He cried out, his body jerking as he was suddenly extremely over stimulated. Now Error knew what the object was.