Sanscest Oneshots!

Dust x Killer

This was requested by: ICECREAMperson030

Warnings: Hate s*x

I am so sorry this took a while, and to the other people that have requested I am working on it, so please don't comment about your specific request.

"Your a fucking idiot!!"

"The fuck are you blaming me for?! This was your fault too!"

Killer and Dust always had a 'different' relationship, they fought often, about meaningless things, but other than all the fighting they did care about each other, but it wasn't something they easily admitted. As of now, Killer and Dust were having their daily argument, no one really knew or cared about what.

"You're acting like a moron! But I guess that is your specialty."

"Least I'm not acting like a child, you're throwing insults, and pacing around the place!"

"Are you actually accusing me of being childish?"

"YES."

"Do you hear yourself right now?! If anything I'm acting more mature right now, you are the one who messed everything up."

Killer sighed, while rubbing his temple, he didn't know what to say or do, it was his fault, but he didn't want to admit it, who would?

"I'm going upstairs." He quickly teleported away, being too lazy to walk.

Dust groaned, why was he so stubborn, he could never admit the problems he caused. It was something that always bothered him but it was also one of the things that turned him on. Dust waited, he didn't hear anything break, or someone pace around so he assumed it would be fine to talk to Killer now.

Dust went up to the room, the door was unlocked, surprisingly. Killer was carving patterns into their bed frame with his knife, something he did when he was angry or stressed.

"Are you calm now?"

"Fuck off Dust, not in the mood."

He didn't listen and just started walking towards Killer.

"If you come any closer, I'll bash your skull open, just like Horror's."

"Feisty, I know you wouldn't do that."

Killer had that dead look in his eyes, it always made him seem like he felt nothing, but in reality he was angry, but didn't want to show it, it would ruin his 'pride'.

"Three minutes ago we were yelling at each other, now you're acting like this?"

Dust chuckled, that cocky smirk plastered on his face, he sat beside Killer, ignoring his previous threat, grabbing him by the waist, straddling him. Killer hesitantly put his arms around Dusts neck.

"Still hate me?" Dust asked while chuckling. Killer laughed, leaning his head back, before fixing his eyes on the skeleton in front of him.

"Always."

"Good."

Upon finishing the sentence, Dust quickly connected the two into a kiss. He could practically feel Killer's annoyed groan before complying and carefully kissing back. Dust moved his hands from Killer's waist to his clothed pelvis, touching it slowly. He groaned in response, trying to not make any noises. Dust separated from the kiss, before moving his head to Killer's shoulder.

"Not gonna summon anything? And resisting? Don't try that now, you're gonna be begging later."

"Oh be quiet-"

He couldn't finish his sentence, afraid he would make any noise. He couldn't deny though, it felt fucking good and they had barely done anything. Just as he was thinking, Killer's magic sparked alive, causing Dust to smirk.

"See? Better, isn't it?"

"F-fuck off~"

Dust loved it. They both did. Dust pulled Killer's shorts off, he stopped for a moment though, he admired Killer's body, it shown like roses.

"Are you just gonna sit there and stare, or are you going to do something?"

His smile faded, before being replaced with a deathly smirk.

"I'm getting there, be patient." Dust without warning, pushed four fingers inside Killer, giving him no time to adjust before he started moving them around his tight walls. As much as he tried, Killer couldn't hold back any moans or noises.

"I told you.~ Fuck you feel good.~"

"I told y-you to shut it."

Dust pulled his shorts off, revealing his ecto. (kill me lol). He removed his fingers from Killer, causing him to groan. Dust was holding Killer's hips, teasingly rubbing his member onto Killer, he didn't want to beg, didn't want to give Dust that satisfaction. Thankfully, Dust was impatient, and he knew that his partner was silently begging, so he quickly lowered him onto his member.

"Thank fuck!~"

Dust chuckled, not giving much of a response. Killer just kept moaning, feeling himself getting bounced, over and over.

"Feels good right?~"

"I hah~ said shut it!~"

Dust sped up, teasing the smaller as much as he could. As much as he tried, Killer couldn't hold back, as much as he heated it and Dust at the moment, he couldn't keep quiet, not worrying about Dust's ego, he just moaned, occasionally screaming when Dust grazed upon his most sensitive areas.

"Fuck Dust. YES~!"

"There you go?~ Ah~"

They had both forgotten about whatever they were fighting about before and instead focused on the intense moment of pleasure they were both experiencing. Dust flipped them both over, so Killer was below him, Dust sped up even more, it was inhuman. The only thing you could hear in the room was the two of them moaning and the bed pushing into the wall.

"God, you're tight.~ Are you hah~ close?"

The sub nodded, not being able to form words anymore. It took seconds before he came, he screamed, throwing his head back into the pillows, tears streaming down his face. Dust didn't slow down, chasing his own climax. A few quick thrusts later, he came inside the smaller.

Dust pulled out and layed next to Killer, the two catching their breath. Once they did, Killer lightly punched Dust in the arm.

"I- I'm still angry."

"Do you even remember what we were talking about before?" Killer thought for a moment groaning, before laughing.

"No?"

The two laughed, before Killer calmed down and used his magic to deactivate his body, and put some clean clothes on. Dust got up and put on something comfy.

"I'm sleeping, don't do anything stupid."

Dust gasped jokingly before, pulling the covers over the two of them.

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