Darkiplier x Antisepticeye (Contains Smut)

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Dark woke up for a while ate around 7 AM, to check something on his phone. He chuckled silently, excitedly, when he saw exactly what he wanted to. He went back to sleep, cuddling Anti. He rarely had dreams, maybe just twice or thrice a month, and that too, 80% of the times were nightmares. He didn't have dreams for the night or the morning. He didn't go back to a deep sleep again, and easily started to come back to reality and wake up at his fiancé's chuckle. He smiled visibly when Anti held him again. He didn't open his eyes, he still felt sleepy an lazy, but he also did want to wake up for the exciting day. He had a surprise after they reached. "goood mooorniing, Mr. Fiiiaancé." Dark drawled and chuckled softly, gingerly nuzzling and kissing Anti's neck. His voice was rough and husky, as if almost gone, and yes, his throat did hurt a little. It happened from both just waking up, and from the previous night.

Anti chuckled softly at the kisses on his neck, tilting his head back with a soft pleasured noise. “Mmm, good morning, fiancé,” he chuckled, ruffling his hair and laughing at the husky voice. “My dick too much for your poor throat, hon?” He snickered, shifting a little at the slight pain in his ass. Nothing awful, just a tiny bit of discomfort that came when your fiancé fingered you dry.
He snuggled his lover with a soft purr, ruffling his hair softly before he sat up, kissing him gently. “Mm, how’d you sleep, my darling?” He whispered in his ear, cupping his cheek.

Dark's smile softened at his love's chuckle, followed by a soft snicker from himself. "Mmm... Maybe..." he replied, clearing his throat and letting out a faint groan. He finally opened his eyes, looking at Anti with sleepy soft eyes. "You okay, beau?" he asked when Anti shifted, soon closing his eyes again leaning into the soft touches like a puppy. He sweetly kissed back, ending it with a nuzzle. "I slept fine, how did you sleep?" Dark replied and asked, looking into the blood red eyes above him. Eyes that sinful and frightening-to-humans were the eyes that just filled Dark with so much love. It was undescribable. "We'll be there home by noon, that is, if we get up and get ready..." he mumbled, yawning at the end.

Anti nodded at the question, looking deep into Dark’s eyes. “Mm just a little sore, darling. Nothing unusual,” he purred. He chuckled at Dark’s last statement, rolling so he was straddling him, holding his hands. “Let me savour this for a moment, beau. Let me look at my gorgeous fiancé and have breakfast with him, huh?” He murmured.

Dark hummed softly and nuzzled his lover's cheek. "sooorry..." he mumbled lazily, soon chuckling softly as he let himself be straddled. He didn't quite understand what Anti meant. He just shrugged, "Aren't you hungry, beau? We literally only ate once yesterday, in the whole day..." he spoke after a moment of silence, and just admiring and losing himself in the sweet moment. Anti's purrs, the sweet aroma, the amazing blood red eye, the flawless horns, the majestic wings, the perfect physique, the gorgeous piercings and rings, the gentle touches, the stunning freckles, the beautiful- Dark could go on for ages. Non-stop. And be all giddy about it.

Anti nodded softly and chuckled, kissing his cheek. “Beau, I meant literal breakfast. Room service is a thing, isn’t it?” He purred smoothly, nuzzling in under his neck, the bumpy texture of his horns gently brushing against Dark’s cheek. He soon sat up on him again, and reached for the menu. He pulled it out from their nightstand and smiled at him, looking it over. “How do banana pancakes sound, fiancé?” He chuckled. “With blueberries and agave syrup?”
As he spoke, he reached down to ruffle Dark’s hair softly, his claws scratching his scalp.

Dark hummed affirmatively. He leaned into the soft nuzzles and the gentle brushes of his lover's horns. Dark looked at the drinks list on the back of the menu while Anti looked through the breakfast section. Once Anti suggested a dish, he changed their positions such that his head was resting in Anti's lap as he looked up at the front part of the menu which was now visible to him as well. "Hmm... I want the BNC pancakes..." he mumbled, pointing at the name. 'Banana, Nutella, and Caramel Pancakes (with syrup of choice)' it read. "And black coffee." he added. After a short moment of discussing, Dark ended up ordering their choices of pancakes and beverages with a platter of fruity salad. C'mon, you couldn't miss out on fresh fruits on a tropical-vibe-giving cruise. Dark laid back with his head in Anti's head again. It was Sunday. Dark was lazy. Or just bored and still dazed. And a little morning sea sickness made him nauseous.