The Master and His Pet

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so, funny story. I saw a youtube commenter saying something like "Wilbur and Quackity are constantly holding back from killing each other, but have so much sexual tension at the same time", or something of that sort... and I thought, "Now imagine that but they are fucking."

so enjoy.

also, this is set within a close-to-canon timeline. (so if I hear one of you mfs saying "But they don't like each other canonically", you better stfu because I am saying it now: THIS IS A CLOSE-TO-CANON timeline. not the actual canon.)

CW// smut that includes: knife-play, bondage, choking, bondage, and overstimulation.

so yes. some kinky shit. we all need a refresher from the soft smut I enjoy writing so much, sometimes we need a little shake-up!



Wilbur shut the door behind him, locking it as he did. The noise of the door slamming instantly caught the attention of the president, Quackity.
Quackity looked up at his work and he scoffed lightly, "What do you want, Wilbur? You need to knock, and I'm busy right now as you can see, so I don't have the time for whatever clingy shit you need to say."
Wilbur huffed, "Fiesty, aren't you?" He walked over to his boyfriend. "You're in quite the mood today."
Ah, yes. 'Boyfriends' was the correct label for them, but only to them... and Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo, and Charlie. Tommy quickly figured out their relationship, and he shares EVERYTHING with Tubbo, who shares EVERYTHING with Ranboo... however Charlie found out, was unbeknownst to them, but at least the secret has stayed between them. To everyone else, they were just rivals; but no, they were much more than that. Some of their... aggression stayed with them, even after a year of dating, they still handed over a lot of sass to each other, it would become difficult to tell when they were genuinely fighting, sometimes... but that's just how they functioned. Deep down, they both knew full well that they loved each other more than anything and even if they only said it to each other rarely, they didn't need words to say it. The glances, their actions, the way they spoke... no matter what happened, they both found ways to tell the other that they loved them.

Quackity scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Can you just- fuck off? I'll let you cuddle me all you want once I'm home, but if you don't let me finish, then I'll be back in the morning at best." He continued working on the papers in front of him.
Wilbur glared, he walked over to him, slamming a fist on the desk, causing Quackity to jump, looking up at him with confusion and surprise. Wilbur grabbed Quackity by the jaw, forcing Quackity to keep his eyes locked with his. "You do not speak to me that way, Alexis. Do you want to be punished?"
Quackity returned his glare, "You don't get to mess around while I'm working." He retorted, "Besides, what the fuck are you going to do?" He smirked, challenging him. "I know damn well how weak you get when I beg, you'd never survive."
Wilbur perked up, surprised by how bold Quackity was today. He smirked, "You really do have a smart mouth today, my pet~" He purred, smirking more as he saw Quackity blush at his tone.

Wilbur let go of Quackity, making him momentarily think that he was free, but Wilbur soon pushed the important papers out of the way, though he did not listen to whatever curses or protests Quackity shouted. Wilbur made his way around the desk, easily hoisting Quackity up so he was now sitting on the desk, and he quickly began attacking his neck, resting his hands on his thighs, caressing and massaging as he moved his hands up and down the duck's sensitive thighs.
Quackity gasped, he gulped lightly, not arguing as he wrapped his arms around Wilbur's shoulders, moving his head aside to give him permission.
Wilbur smirked at his obedience, "See? That wasn't so hard, was it, my pretty pet?" He licked his neck teasingly.
Quackity shivered slightly at the feeling of Wilbur's heavy breath on his neck, "Gh- Sh-Shut up-" He hissed slightly.
Wilbur smiled, glancing up at Quackity, "I have your permission, right, darling?"
Quackity let out a heavy breath, nodding. "Yeah.. I guess." He looked away, holding an irritated expression, but he was secretly loving this. He loved getting Wilbur all frustrated with him, he found it quite cute.

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