Quackbur Oneshotssss

Over You

WEE WOO WEE WOO!!! ANGST INCOMING!!!

AHHHH I had to do some angst, okay!! I couldn't help myself!! I LOVE THE ANGST!!

TW// slight smut (right here at the beginning but not full smut- just the end of smut), implied physical abuse, character death

also, the beginning here takes place during Pogtopia

now aside from that, please enjoy. :]

adding some space here for those who don't want to read the smut part-

"AH~ GOD! FUCK, WILBUR~!" Quackity gripped tightly onto the taller, who was roughly thrusting into him. "So- ngh~! So close~!!" He whined slightly, his body twitching intensely.
Wilbur groaned, gripping tighter on Quackity's hips and thighs, clawing into his skin. "Fuck- god, damn~ So good, ducky~" He smirked, kissing his chest. "Dammit, Alex-" He cursed as he panted slightly, "You're mine, darling~ Okay? You're all mine, now, baby~" He smirked, biting his chest.
Quackity's wings twitched slightly, "Ah~!! Y-Yes~! I-I'm yours, ah~! Fuck~!! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He teared up slightly.
"You gonna cum, my darling?" Wilbur let go of his hip, caressing his cheek, "Go ahead, baby.. let it go~" He smiled, kissing his face lovingly. He used his other hand to slowly trail between his wings before gently pinching the skin.
Quackity moaned extra loud, his wings twitching strongly at the feeling. He let out an extra loud moan as he finally reached his climax.

Wilbur smirked slightly, kissing his face. "There, good boy, good boy..~" He cooed into his ear, carefully rubbing his back as he began to slow down his thrusts. "I'm close, baby~ Just a bit longer, feathers~" He kept kissing his face.
Quackity shivered slightly, his body repeatedly twitching. "Ngh- ah~! O-Okay~!" He nodded, whimpering slightly with each thrust Wilbur gave, his hole was starting to feel sore after all this.
Wilbur kept kissing him, his face, his neck, his chest, shoulders, anywhere that he could possibly reach. "So pretty..~ Such a pretty ducky~" He smiled, "I love you, I love you so much, Alex, ah~" He kissed his ear.
Quackity shivered from his tone of voice and his kisses. "I-I- ah~!! I love you t-too~!!" He strained out, shivering slightly.
Wilbur soon reached his climax and slowed his thrusts until he finally stopped. He held Quackity close, panting heavily.

Quackity held onto Wilbur, panting as well, though not as heavily as Wilbur. "Fuck-" His body twitched again. "Oh, god...~" He shivered in the slightest, "That was fucking amazing, Will, oh my god..."
Wilbur chuckled lightly, caressing his body as he kissed his face. "Schlatt couldn't fuck you as good as I can, huh?"
Quackity blushed and laughed, "Don't say it like thaaaat- yes- now come on, I'd at least like to get my boxers back on."
"Oh, yeah, oops-" Wilbur chuckled softly. He briefly kissed Quackity's lips before pulling out. He grabbed a couple of tissues, quickly cleaned himself and Quackity up, then threw the tissues away. He then helped Quackity sit up, handing him his boxers.
Quackity smiled, thanking Wilbur as he stood up, his legs trembling slightly as he got them on.
Wilbur got his own boxers on, "Want one of my hoodies, darling?"

Quackity smiled as he sat back down on the bed and nodded. "I'd love that.."
Wilbur smiled, nodding. He tossed a hoodie to Quackity before he turned back to his closet, grabbing out some sweatpants and a simple t-shirt. He got them on, then went back to Quackity, laying down on the bed with him, and cuddling him close. He pet his hair, smiling as he kissed his forehead. "I love you so, so much..." He spoke softly.
Quackity smiled, blushing slightly as he leaned into Wilbur's kiss. "I love you just as much.." He looked up at Wilbur, kissing his cheek. "You're definitely right though.. you definitely are better than Schlatt is." He chuckled slightly.
Wilbur smiled, laughing lightly. "Speaking of that asshole... you're not returning to him, are you?" His light, relaxed tone turned serious, his expression showing concern and worry. "He's already going to be pissed off that you killed him, but I don't want him to find out we did this... he'd fucking have one of our heads on his wall- probably both of our heads." He sighed.