•The Bet•

Sunday

Wilbur was the first to wake up...and when he did he looked around. "Quackity?" He whispered. Then remembered last night... "dammit Quackity" he said getting up. And getting dressed.

Quackity woke up around 9:10. Going to the kitchen and seeing Wilbur with breakfast made, waiting for him. Wilbur smiled once he saw Quackity.

"Darling!" He said getting up to hug him, but stops. Quackity was confused. "Your not going to hug me?" Wilbur frowned. "We know what my hugs turn into."

Quackity slightly had pink on his face. And he hugs Wilbur. And lets go. "You made breakfast?" Quackity looked at him surprised. "That's unlike you!"

Wilbur sat by his food, and waiting for Quackity, who looked like he was lost in thought. "Quackity?" He said, signaling to the food.

Quackity smiled. "Oh!" He said grabbing his plate and scooting it right next to Wilbur's. Fear took over Wilbur. "No." Quackity smirked. Sitting on Wilbur's lap. Moving around a bit to get comfortable.

While doing so, he could feel Wilbur was hard. "Damn, you get turned on to fast." He said once he got comfortable, with the exception of the thing sticking up slightly in his ass. "It's you, Quackity, and you expect me to not?"

Wilbur wanted to grab Quackity's waist and push him down. But then he'd have to deal with this for another week.

And when the week is over, if he didn't give in. Quackity will be in for a treat. Wilbur was going to make sure Quackity could never make another bet like this.

"This isn't fair. And it's only Sunday." Wilbur whined. As Quackity eventually kept moving. Wilbur had enough of this torture, so he got up. "I'm going out!" He said walking away to the room.

Quackity followed closely behind. Watching Wilbur change. Wilbur saw him and gave an irritated sigh. "Go away." He said and Quackity smiled.

"I'm going with you" he said taking his shirt off, and Wilbur got mad, not that he was going with him, but because he was taking his clothes off.

And it's just for a stupid challenge. "No your not." He said seriously. Quackity frowned, "why not" he said. Leaving his shirt off.

Seeing Wilbur's eyes scan over his chest. He starts smirking. "Oh~" he said spinning. "You know, I might change my pants to." He said slowly pulling his pants down. Being only in his boxers.

Wilbur left the room. "I'm leaving." Quackity ran towards him. "Take me with you!" He said with a huge smile on his face.

Wilbur sighed, shook his head no. Quackity didn't like that. He went to Wilbur. "You really care about the fucking bet. Mm~" he hummed. Turning and rubbing his ass on Wilbur.

Wilbur grunted, Quackity was now being sarcastic. "Oh come on. Why won't you touch me." He said grinning.

"Quackity stop." He said irritated. "This isn't fair" Quackity laughed. "You know, even if you don't touch me. We're not having sex." He said obviously joking.

Wilbur chuckled. Low and dark. "Oh, I wouldn't joke like that with this position, Alex." He said turning to walk away.

Quackity went red. "DON'T C-CALL ME THAT!" He yelled, earning another low chuckle from Wilbur. He went back to the room. Seeing Wilbur pick up his clothes. "Hey, I need that!"

Wilbur didn't give it back. "Put something else on" he said taking his clothes and throwing them in the laundry. And Wilbur left. Leaving Quackity at home.

So Quackity made himself lunch, cleaned up. Called George and Karl. Talked with them, and invited them over. Once they got there they talked more and watched a movie.

"Do y'all want to stay for dinner?" Quackity asked going into the kitchen. George shook his head. "Me and Dream are going out." Quackity gasped.

Karl looked at George, "OoOOoh~" he said nudging George. Who laughed and then they all started laughing.

The door opened. And Wilbur walked in. Quackity didn't pay him any attention. "Oh hi wilbur." Karl said. "Oh and Quackity, can I stay for dinner?" Quackity nodded, not turning.

Wilbur was getting mad at that, "well hi to you too Quackity." He said walking off to the room.

George and Karl both looked at him. "Well, what's that about?" George asked. Quackity sighed. "George we have a bet, and well. Just wait." He said frustrated.

Walking towards the room Wilbur went to. Seeing him undress. Wilbur didn't know he was there. "And where the hell did you go?" He said sounding amused.

Wilbur shrugged, "I went to see Phil and tommy. So I didn't have to be teased." Wilbur looked towards Quackity. Quackity smiled, locking the door and climbing on top of Wilbur.

"This isn't fair." Wilbur said picking Quackity up and putting him beside him so he wasn't on him. "Isn't that the third or fourth time you say that?"

Wilbur and Quackity laughed. They went back outside and said goodbye to George and wished him luck.

"Dinners ready" he said to the remaining two. They sat down and ate. Karl ended up staying the night and sleeping in the guest room. While Quackity slept on the couch.

Wilbur groaned loud enough for Quackity to hear. "I love you too wilbur!" He said laughing to himself hearing a "yeah" come from him.