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"Yes, master," Wilbur's wings were actually decently well-kept, a little stiff and disheveled but not destroyed.

"I never signed your paper, man. And calling me that is kinda..... like what am I supposed to call you?"

"Servant, Slave, Pet, Butler. Whatever you want to call me, master, as long as it lets me know my place,"

"You're such a fucking freak. I'll think about your deal though, okay?"

"Of course, master"

"Shut up and turn around, it's gonna rain later we needa waterproof those sorry excuses for wings." Quack grabbed his medicines and prepped Wil's wings.

As much as Q argued he was completely weirded out by Wil's offer, we all know he is gonna accept it anyways. If anything Quack was going to change the terms to benefit himself, as much as Wil loved the name-calling Quack was an even bigger kinky bastard than him.

"Now I'm guessing you already know everything there is to know about Las Nevadas because you're a fucking stalker, I can't train you until Foolish comes back from vacation, so wanna just fuck around?"

Wil and Quack were sitting on top of the casino, Wil had the audacity to be actually good at flying and deprived us of our wholesome bonding moment. Now they were just chilling, Wil scheming on how to get Q to keep talking and Quack how to get Wil to shut up.

"I want to stay here with you. I know I'm not supposed to be greedy, master, but I can't help but want to keep you all to myself, right here." Wilbur was giving this duck so many damn hints and he still refused to believe Wil.

Quack wanted Wil to stop, well he really wanted Wil to not be joking but that ship had sailed so now he just wanted him to stop making him blush constantly.

"Yeah sure, let's just chill here in the fucking rain!"

"I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain! What a glorious feeling I'm happy again!" And this right here, your honor, is what pushed Quackity over the edge. Wilbur serenaded this man so hard he gave up resisting. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.

"Again? If you weren't happy before, let's make sure that never happens again."

"What?" It was too good to be true, Quackity giving in this early!

"Don't question it, just let me make you feel good." Quackity kissed Wil possessively and dominantly and... let's just say Wil felt way more than good once Q was done with him. Of course they didn't literally fuck in the pouring rain but Wil felt amazing during it.

Then they sat in silence, Quackity was embarrassed as hell for letting his emotions overtake him, for giving into his desires in exchange for his reputation. He didn't regret kissing Wil, of course, if anything he regretted not kissing him for longer, but now he was beating himself up over what would happen once Wil left. Wil couldn't leave! There was his solution, right there in his pocket! Wil can't leave his sight, Wil can't

tell the press anything!

"So Wilbur... are you serious about this contract?" Quackity skimmed through the document, purposely taking his time to the paper would getting soaking wet and destroyed. That way Quack could revise the document to fit whatever he wanted into it, Wil would sign either way.

"Of course I am, you deserve the world, so I'm giving you as much as I possibly can,"

"Can I revise the document a bit? It won't be bad I promise."

"You can do whatever you want with me, papers or not."

Under his wings Quackity made a new version of the document, similar to the first but now Wilbur was NEVER allowed to leave Quack's side, he had to be near 24/7 to "fulfill Quackity's orders", and of course, keep everything that happens in Las Nevadas a secret unless allowed to do otherwise.

"Sign this and you'll be mine, and afterwards, let's go back inside. I'm hella hungry right now, aren't you?" Wil grabbed the paper, read through the changes, absolutely loved them and signed.

"I am so hungry, I could just eat you up right now," Omg Wil, you're breaking him again! Honestly, it wasn't even original and Quack is still dying so I'll give it to you, just this once.

Hold the fuck up, Quackity is panicking right now. This man just got intense whiplash from realizing all of Wil's hints in the past couple of days... holy shit wait, he's been doing that since L'manberg!!! Quack guided Wil into his bedroom in the motel, re-living every single interaction he's ever had with Wilbur and realizing they were all gay as hell.

Wil wasn't lying... he meant all of those advances, all the compliments, all the flirting. And Quackity had turned it all down! He was screwed, he had a chance at love, with Wilbur of all people and he screwed it up. He needed to redeem himself, somehow, Q sat on his excessively large bed and... breath in, breathe out. You can save it Quack! Come on, tell him how you feel! Go for it, Quackity!!

"Wil..."

"Yeah?"

"I- I think I love you?"

Wilbur hugged Quackity, right now Quack needed to feel relaxed and safe in his arms, he needed to feel loved by Wil's kisses and pats and comforted by his familiar warmth and cigarette scent. He was so proud of Quack for being upfront and honest about his emotions, that never used to happen before. Wil made sure Quack knew how proud he was of him, for not closing off another piece of himself for his legacy and trusting Wil, when he trusted no other human anymore.

"I love you too."

A/N~ omg hey guys, sorry for dishonoring you and posting a day late :( I was busy with a school musical (its not a good musical lmao) yesterday. Anyways idk why I randomly became a poet on that last paragraph lmao, hope u guys like it tho :D. also i feel like we are getting into the realm of numbers where people who don't know spanish won't know, so from now on imma put the number in [] in the titles. I'm planning on starting a new book with tntduo oneshots based on lovejoy/wilbur soot songs, it sounds fun and I have some plans for some songs already :D, imma still continue this fic tho don't worry. have a good day yall, get some rest and treat yourself with a cute plushie :D

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