Ink awoke to his body feeling hot. He opens his eyes and groans. Why was he feeling hot? He just had A throw blanket because he couldn't stand being hot in his sleep. Maybe Blue or Dream came over and turned up the heat in the house?
He gets up, shaky on his legs and then he feels A wave of arousal run through him. He moans and drops to his knees, grabbing at his pelvis where his magic was forming.
"D-Damn it...~" Ink muttered. His heat had come A whole week earlier then normal. He'd promised Dream and Blue that tonight would be A movie night, but how could he attend in this condition? Ink could touch himself, but that only granted A very brief reprieve before the heat comes back stronger.
Slowly, Ink got up. He went into the bathroom and got undressed. He needed to take A cold shower and think. At least the cool temperature would chill his heated body just A bit.
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Getting dry was difficult. Anytime the towel would brush against his forcibly summoned female body, he would moan. Especially his boobs and thighs which were ten times more sensitive then normal because of this heat, normally drying off wouldn't be arousing despite his female body.
Ink throws on A loose shirt and shorts before stumbling out of his room. He needed to eat something and then distract himself from this awful heat. Why today of all days?
After several minutes, Ink is settled on the couch watching tv eating his candy bar in the most miserable mood. His heat was beginning to hurt now and he felt guilty for his heat starting and ruining his friend's night. Ink had always been very, very ashamed about his heat. People had told him over and over again that it's fine if he needed A while off for his heat and that they understood, but Ink didn't take any consolation in that.
He wished he could just let his vials run out and not have to feel like this, but unfortunately the heat still stayed even off his vials and in fact it was just worse since when he is emotionless he has no sense of shame or self control.
Turning back to focus on the tv, he thought about what he could say to Blue and Dream to excuse bailing out on them. He couldn't help his hand moving down to play with himself as he bit his lip, this was gonna be A rough week, wasn't it?
"Well, well, well. Who would've expected such negativity from our little Inkblot?" Nightmare said. Ink's eyes snap to the dark doorway to see the king standing there. "I didn't know our beloved.... Little... artist... oh gods.~ What smells so good~?"
"N-Nightmare~! Y-You sh-should leave~!" Ink said. But it appeared to already be too late. Nightmare's eye shifted into being in the shape of A heart.
"You're in heat, aren't you, Inky~? I was coming to poke fun at you, but now...~" Nightmare said. He walks over to Ink and crouches in front of him. Nightmare puts A hand under Ink's chin, and Ink can't find the will to fight back. He felt amazing just from one small touch. Nightmare pulls him into A kiss and Ink kisses back. He was desperate to have something inside him. Then, Nightmare pulls away. "Look, we do this once, get it over with, and never talk about it again, deal~?"
"Deal.~" Ink said. He'd heard stories of friends doing each other when they were in heat, but never enemies. Ink didn't care though. To lost in heat.
Nightmare gets on top of him, pushing him against the couches armrest and kissing him. Ink closes his eyes and kisses back, arms around Nightmare's neck. They pull away briefly to catch their breath and then they kiss again and again, desperation in each movement.
Ink moans into the kiss as Nightmare slips A tentacle into Ink's pants and playing with his entrance. Ink pulls back from the kiss and breaths heavily. "W-Won't this make it awkward to see each other on the battlefield next time~? Ah~!"
