Wilbur chuckled when he heard wingbeats outside his window, his wings fluttering as he blushed with a grin.
He could already smell the fruits the other had brought for him.
"Y'know," he called, playfulness in his tone. "If I can smell the amount of fruit you plan on spoiling me with it gives me a huge hint on when you want my blood."
His eyes locked on the window as it was slowly pushed open, his counterpart sticking his head in with a fanged grin.
"Like you're complaining at getting spoiled," Quackity teased back. "Can I come in, pretty boy?"
Wilbur smiled fondly, leaning back into his pillows and closing his eyes as he relaxed, "You're always welcome, Q. You know that."
"Polite to ask," the vampire bat purred, pushing the window open fully and slipping inside. "How was your day, my beloved little fruit bat?"
The hybrid cracked his eye open to glance at the shorter, "Call me little one more time and I'll be biting you this time."
"Honey you should know that's not even a threat to me," the immortal grinned, gaze the slightest bit flirtatious as he walked over with a basket Wilbur had grown quite familiar with over his years of dating the other. "But seriously, how was your day?"
"Long," Wilbur complained with a groan, closing his eyes back as he carefully sat up and stretched his wings out. "Been wanting to see you all day."
"Well sadly me and the sun have a love/hate relationship," Quackity quipped. "And by love/hate, I mean a burning desire to murder one another."
"I'm never going to not find it hilarious that you're a vampire and a vampire bat hybrid all in one," the fruit bat giggled. "You're my opposite in everything."
"Yeah yeah, you and your weird little romantic opposites attract spiel," his counterpart chuckled, rolling his eyes as he set the basket down next to the taller before climbing up into his arms.
It wasn't long before the vampire's lips found his own, causing the human to melt slightly and lean back onto his pillows again. Smiling into the kiss as his partner cuddled up with him.
"You still never answered me on if you need more or less blood as a result," Wilbur pointed out, smiling up at his lover.
Quackity grinned back at him with mischief in his gaze, "And like I said before, you're more than enough to keep me satisfied."
The vampire bat tilted forward, starting to nuzzle at the taller's neck and shoulder with a few well placed kisses to keep himself from getting shoved off the bed. He knows the human's neck is sensitive, little laughs and almost giggles quickly filling the room as the mortal tried to get the other to stop.
"Quackity! Hey! Cut it out!" He laughed, starting to kick a little. "You don't get to attack my neck until after I've been fed! Bastard!"
The shorter didn't let up that easily, smirking as he nuzzled the other's neck right in those spots he knew Wilbur was tickillish in.
Eventually though Wilbur sat up and got his arms and wings around the other, holding his head still against his shoulder to stop him with giggling breaths.
"Stop," the human purred, smiling.
"Don't put me next to your shoulder pretty bo-"
"Bite me and I'll shove you out of this bed."
"Fiiiine," Quackity whined, tapping the other's arm so he'd let him go.
The fruit bat hybrid did, letting his counterpart sit up with a grin, "Sooo... what did you bring me?"
