Darkiplier x Antisepticeye (Contains Smut)

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Anti immediately pinned Dark to the wall, murmuring in his ear. “I’m sorry, love...I know it’s inconvenient...and...don’t feel like you have to do this, please...if you want me to stop, just stop me, okay? Don’t let me push you into this...”
But then, on Dark’s reassurance, he slunk down and immediately went to work on him, pulling him out from his pants just enough so he could envelop him whole, sucking with all he had.

Dark closed his eyes just as he heard Anti's voice. He gulped and drew a shaky breath before replying in a needy but shy tone, in a whisper. "It's fine, beau, go ah-ahead... I'll tell you if I'm uncomfortable...". Dark looked down at Anti with flushed cheeks, his eyes showing his slight nervousness at Anti's rapid actions. Dark's hands clenched on his own coat when he felt Anti's mouth around him. It felt... weird. Not uncomfortable. He wasn't fully hard or sensitive, yet, and it felt odd and new. He didn't dislike it, it was just a new feeling to feel himself hardening while already being sucked by his lover. Once he was feeling the pleasure, though, his hands gripped on Anti's hairs, almost pulling them roughly and messing them up as he tried not to be loud. Faint, soft moans escaped his lips as the ecstasy coursed through his body. Dark looked down, and seeing his boyfriend full of him and enjoying it as well, felt joyously good.

Anti grinned around his lover as he felt his arousal growing, gently stroking his hips as he thought to him. ‘God you taste so fucking good, baby...I can never get enough of you, I hope you know that..’
He bobbed his head rather quickly along his length, purring to provide even more pleasure, as he spoke again in his mind. ‘Ah ah ah, beau...not too loud. We’re at a wedding, still, and you don’t want everyone to hear how you’re moaning like a whore for me, do you?’ He teased, soon gripped Dark’s hips tightly, and pushing himself all the way down onto his lover, sticking his tongue out to lightly lap at his scrotum. He swallowed hard around Dark, almost but not quite choking on him, making a soft pleasured noise.

Dark smiled softly at the words he heard from Anti's thoughts, chuckling softly through his moans. He tried not to moan loudly, but just one loud but bit-so-loud moan escaped his lips at a point. "I'm trying, beau- you're just so fucking good!" Dark thought to Anti. His grip on Anti's hair tightened when Anti went deep and took all of him, his head falling back as his eyes shut close. Yet another louder, growl-like moan escaped his pursed lips. He was scratching on Anti's scalp (which wasn't painful, but a lot more like a massage) in his growing pleasure, feeling himself getting closer. His back arched involuntarily. "I-I'm close," he mumbled, breathing heavily, moaning underneath his breath.

Anti smiled happily at his words, reaching down and massaging the spot between his entrance and his balls, waiting for him to come. When he did, Anti simply gulped it all down, stood up, fixed his hair and Dark’s pants, and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you, my love,” he said softly, his voice completely calm. Then he teleported them right back to their seats , and the sacrifice was over. Anti could now completely focus on the ritual, and the bride. And Xilef, who was winking at Dark like he knew exactly what they’d been doing. And he might’ve, considering a few other demons were smirking at them. And in response, Anti just rolled down his collar a little bit to expose a fresh hickey. The sure fire mark of a sex demon.

Dark was shaking in pleasure, physically begging to let out all the noises that he hid inside. Just as he felt Anti's fingers doing their work as well, he bit down hard on his lips to keep himself silent. He was panting and gulping every now and then to hold his moans. Finally, he finished, releasing all he had in his lover's mouth. For him, at least, all was a blur till he came down from the high ecstasy. He snapped his fingers to unlock the door and teleport back to the hall, on their seats. Dark had a dazed little smile on his lips as he thanked and complimented Anti through his thoughts. He chuckled softly at Xilef, not paying attention to anyone else. He held Anti's hand, now concentrating on the wedding. The priest held a candlestick, the flame glowing oddly wild. A big, red orb seemed to floating between Xilef and his wife. The priest handed the candlestick to Xilef, and a glass of red wine to the bride behind the curtains. He then extended his hand, having both the bride and the groom hold a sword drenched with blood. It could only be assumed that the sword was used for sacrifice. The priest opened a book, and started reading some mantras and vows, to which the couple replied "I shall".