Beastly Beauty

Marking

"You... You're happy I'm here?" The cursed skeleton couldn't believe what he was hearing! "B-But you left early." A quiet whine left his lips, a pained look crossing his face.

The blacksmith paused in moving around the small home. He was trying to neaten the place up, make it more suitable for a Nobleman like Nightmare. However, he now was looking at them with a soft look. It was the same look he'd get whenever the other would mention how horribly he was treated.

Gently, he moved over to them, cupping their goo covered face. Slowly, he pulled them down and kissed their lips sweetly.

"I'm sorry... I just saw the villagers waiting outside the library doors... I wanted to deal with them quickly." He hummed lowly, rubbing the monster's face.

Night's eye closed softly, nuzzling into the warmth holding his face. It was so peaceful and kind to him. He loved it; he really did.

Cross moved his hands from the other's face, taking his clawed hands. The white clad monster then brought his beauty to his room. There, he had Nightmare lay down after taking off his cloak and shirt.

The nobleman was a bit confused on why he had to be shirtless, but he didn't voice his question to Cross. He trusted that the other wouldn't hurt him or do something that would be considered painful. At least not without reason.

The smaller male hummed lowly as he trailed his hands over the dark stained ribs. He felt Night's chest stutter in a gasp before relaxing.

"It's alright... Just relax... I just want to try something..." He whispered lowly.

The taller monster nodded softly, watching in a curious way. He understood, vaguely, what the other wanted. What they were doing, but he didn't want to stop them. He felt safe and he knew that if he just said stop, then they would! It was a relaxing thought that helped him.

Cross leaned down to one of the small ribs, giving it a testing lick. The older monster shivered, his eye naturally closing at the new sensation. The white skeleton smirked a little, happily pushing onward with what he wanted. He knew their relationship was too new, too young, to have anything more than teasing touches and little whispering words. But he wanted Nightmare to know that he wasn't being used, nor was he going to be thrown away.

The white clad monster shifted himself some as he was on top of his beauty, straddling them. Happily, he bit, licked, and sucked on the ribs. He felt as Night's breathing grew heavier and more intense before shy moans were the only noise coming from him.

Cross was very happy with that. He was going to make Nightmare safe and happy, but he just had to know that they were going to forever be his.

After a while, he pulled himself up, looking down at what he had done. Nightmare was blushing darkly, panting happily. His ribs were covered in bite marks and beautiful purple spit. He looked very beautiful.

"So gorgeous~ You'll be my beautiful heart, won't you~? All mine?" He purred sweetly.

Nightmare nodded softly, his eye fluttering close as his breathing fell in a slow pulse. Cross chuckled some, leaning down to kiss Nightmare's head. He then shifted some before he cuddled into Nightmare's side. He wasn't going to lose Nightmare. He just wasn't.