Sweet dreams//Quackbur//

4- Drunken love

Wilbur's POV

It had been a full day of me in my room panicking about Quackity. Gosh I couldn't stop thinking about him and the dream. Why did I even dream that in the first place?! This is all too muh for a zombie man like me. I sigh and finally get up from my bed which I have been laying on for the past hour.

I should probably try and forget today and get wasted. I walk out of the house and to Las Nevadas.

Once I got there, I went to straight to the bar. I needed this. I open the door and see a bunch of people. There was a bunch of drunk people; some of them being passed out, tons of people gambling and even some people making out.

I walk over to the bar and sit down on a stool not paying much attention to anyone. Suddenly a slimy man comes over to me. "Helloooo Wilbur from L'manberg!"

"Hey Charlie. Just a red please." I say back to the slime.

"Sure thing!" He then goes and gets a wine glass and the bottle of wine, then pours the drink recklessly into the cup. After it's somewhat full, he stops and places the wine bottle down and comes back to me. "Here ya go!" Slimecicle says as he hands me then glass.

"Thank you." I grab the glass from his slimy hand and take a sip. Suddenly a loud boom comes from my side. I look over to see a completely wasted duck.

"Ajakzugwjohabzkzihs! Wilburrrrrr." Quackity said dragging the r's.

"Q-quackity!" I say a bit startled.

"T-take me home pleaseeee." He says clinging onto my arm while having puppy eyes. How could I say no?

"O-ok give me second." I then chug down the glass and place it down on the bar. I wipe my mouth and stand up feeling a little out of it. "O-ok let's go."

Quackity clings onto my arm the whole way making me blush uncontrollably. Once we get to his apartment room, I turn to him slowly.
"Key?" His eyes were barely even open. I think he was falling asleep. I sigh and reach into his pockets and find the key to his apartment and open the door.

"W-wilbur... Carry me please.." Quackity mumbles.

I blush harder and pick him up in bridal style. I shut the door with my foot and locked it so no one could break in. I then found his room and placed him on his bed gently. But suddenly I feel an arm tug on my hand. It then spun me around and placed me ontop of Quackity.

"Wilburrr..." His face was all red, his hair and clothes were all messed up, and he had a desperate look on his face.

He then softly grabbed my cheeks then smashed our lips together. It was so unexpected! My face burned like a dessert! I didn't know what to do so I... Kissed back...

Something inside of me wanted him so much, I just didn't know why. I deepened the kiss a little bit more, making a soft moan come out from Quackity's mouth. This boy is driving me crazy... My mouth was slightly opened, so he took it as an opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth. But I wasn't going to be a fucking bottom! Even though it felt really good... I clashed my tongue into his and had a slight battle with him. As our tongues fought for dominance, Quackity had removed his hands from my face, so I grabbed his wrists and pinned him to the mattress. Though I did it lightly so I would hurt him. Eventually, I won and had been exploring Quackity's mouth. I loved every bit of it. Every now and then Quackity would let out a small noise, making me want him even more. Once we both couldn't breathe anymore, we separated, only a string of saliva connecting us. But that soon broke when Quackity had broken out of my grasp and had started to unbutton his shirt. I don't know why but I felt desperate for Quackity like I needed him... But I felt bad. Quackity was drunk. I don't want to take advantage of him.

"Quackity, I think we should stop." I say blushing at the sight of Quackity's bare torso. He had unbuttoned the last button then looked at me with eyes of lust.

"N-no Wilbur. I want this."

"B-but Quackity, you're drunk and I don't want to be taking advantage of you."

"Please Wilbur! I just need it! I-I love you and I want you so badly!" He said rapping his arms around my neck. My heart fluttered hearing those words coming out of Quackity's mouth.

"Q-quackity-" He put a finger over my mouth then kissed me once more.

"Don't talk. Just kiss me."

I sighed and did what he asked for. His hands trying to take of my trenchcoat, but I had done the job for him, throwing it across the room.

Oh jeez... We're really doing this...