Jealousy is attractive when its on him - Quackbur

Chapter 7- The Fountain

Quackity stood impatiently by the fountain, checking his pocket watch every four seconds. A tall figure emerged from the hotel with a very attractive grin. "Hey Cutie" Wilbur whispered, placing his hands on Q's waist. Quackity's breath hitched and his face started to turn a bright red. "What do you want, Wilbur?" Quackity pleaded, removing Wilbur's hands from his body. "What do you think?" Wilbur smirked, getting closer to Quackity's face. Quackity took a deep breath as Wilbur brushed a piece of hair off Q's face. Wilbur's finger trailed down the side of Quackity's face reaching his chin which he tipped up so that they were making direct eye contact which only made Q's cheeks a darker red. Wilbur leaned down kissing him. Quackity's hands trailed up to Wilbur's chest. Quackity smirked, breaking the kiss and pushing Wilbur into the fountain. Wilbur fell back, shock plastering his face. Quackity laughed and Wilbur grinned. Quackity waved his ring in Wilbur's face and walked off in the direction of the casino. Quackity had hated Wilbur for what he'd done to L'manburg and everyone in it, and that he'd had a part in killing his previous husband, Schlatt. But no matter how angry Quackity was, a small part of him still had an ever growing crush on the tall criminal. Wilbur saw this as a challenge and a stupid piece of gold on Quackity's finger wasn't going to stop him.