~tntduo oneshots~

socks and garter belts

kinda like a sub/dom relationship yk?

wilbur would kill for thighs any day of the week, and he's glad he has a thick thigh-ed boyfriend now. he's probably dropped 100's of dollars on his little obsession, just for the boy to look pretty. he's bought thigh highs, garter belts, fishnets, and skirts all for his boyfriend. he loved touching the soft and smooth skin of his boyfriends thighs, he liked laying between them, grabbing them, and absolutely obsessing over them.

quackity liked all the attention he got from wilbur, it made him feel special. he also loved wearing the thigh accessories, he liked the way the too-small socks squished and squeezed his thighs. they made them all fluffy and plushy, his thighs also barely fit in the tight leather of his garters. he had a whole bunch of them with different shapes and designs;

wilbur especially liked the pink garters with stars, those were his favorite. quackity enjoyed sitting next to or on wilburs lap, getting his thighs grabbed like he owned them. he liked going to his business meetings when he'd get angry and grab his thighs so hard that they were red. he liked when wil was exhausted from work and flop into quackitys thighs.

most the time quackity would be wearing pink thin thigh highs with little bows at the top and wilburs hoodie along with his boxers. quackity liked to look all pretty for wil, it made him happy and helped his boyfriend. they would cuddle up for movies sometimes and all wilbur did was lay between his thighs and kiss them softly.

when they were doing normal things like sitting next to each other, wilbur would mindlessly pet his thigh. when they would fuck, afterwards he'd pull up quackitys socks like nothing happened and put his garters back on him. he could easily fluster up quackity by touching his thighs or calling him "good boy", "pretty boy", or "princess"

quackitys thighs were like jello, soft, squishy, and depending on the day, sticky. wilbur could be easily entertained by just a nice pair of thighs.
right now they were cuddling, per usual.

wilbur was laying inbetween quackitys thighs, messing with his garters. they had just gotten home and quackity didnt feel like getting his garters off, so they stayed. these were his favorite, black ones with red pentagrams. they fit perfectly and he liked the colors, he wearing his cat thigh highs as well, fitting oh-so perfectly under the garters. the cat thigh highs didn't fit, nor did they stay up so quackity used the clips on the garters to hold them up

quackitys thighs squished around the cold metal of the pentagrams on his thighs, taunting wilbur more. wilbur lifted the youngers legs up some so now they were over his shoulders, "hm? what are you doing love?" quackity look down at his thighs curiously. "nothing really," wilbur mumbled as he laid his head on quackitys lower stomach. "whatever you say baby," quackity put his hands into wilburs hair, messing with it.

wilbur had his hands on either side of quackitys ass, keeping his head on quackitys stomach, and half asleep. quackity subconsciously brought his thighs together, not used to them being apart, normally because wilbur was between them so much. the soft thighs hit wilburs cheeks, getting a small sigh out of him. "your socks are itchy my love," wilbur spoke softly, "yeah, i just thought you liked them," quackity shifted his thighs some and waited for a response.

"you can change them if you want to," wilbur offered him, "which ones should i wear then?" he continued to fluff the olders hair softly, while he thought of what to say. "the pink ones, with the stripes," he mumbled happily.

quackity released him from the soft yet tough grip of his thighs to grab the other pair. he unbuckled his thigh highs, pulled them off, and slipped the soft pink ones on. he instantly got back into bed, putting wilburs warm face between his now-colder thighs. "why is your room so cold," he made sure to squish wilburs face hard.

"i dunno, i like it," wilbur cuddled in closer to him, trying to give him as much affection as possible. quackity gave a small pout and played with wilburs curly bangs. wilbur continued to obsess over the thighs before himself, he liked the way they spilled out of the socks, it was adorable.

A/N
i have no clue where to go from this- well hi :D
decided to write a chapter bc im sick and have nothing better then writing a chapter