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school dance

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and i have brought a smut chapter :D

quackity had poorly convinced his lover to come to the yearly dance around the middle of the year, they both had gotten suits, quackitys a little more showy then wils but otherwise that.  quackity had gotten a deep red suit and wilbur had gotten a plain black suit, they sat at quackitys house for quite awhile.

"you look amazing," wilbur pull quackity in by the shoulder and kissed his cheek, "you smell like vodka," quackity hummed, "are you drunk?"

"nooo, neverr," his words stretched and slurred, "of course you aren't hun," quackity kissed his cheek and stared into the mirror. "we have to head out soon,"
wilbur went and grabbed the car keys, "you're not driving," the shorter mumbled, taking the keys from him.

wilbur sighed and opened the door, watching his boyfriend walk out the door, following out. quackity unlocked the car and sat in the front seat, wilbur went around the car and got into the passenger seat, slamming the door shut. they left the driveway and went onto the school, arriving rather quick.

"you drive like a maniac," wilbur sighed opening his door after the car parked. "at least im not drunk," quackity took his step out of the car.

"sucks to be you, love," he walked to the other side of the car and kissed the shorter, "one of us has to responsible," quackity chuckled, grabbing the tallers hand and walking towards the building.

they entered, soon finding their group of people, greeting everyone and walked into the gym. it was dark with colored lights, a snack and drink table, then the photo booth. wilbur instantly walked to the table, quackity following, grabbing a cup and filling it with fruit punch, taking a sip. "i forgot how shit this stuff is," wilbur mumbled, looking at his boyfriend.

"yeah, ive never been a fan," the younger agreed, wilbur sighed and took a flask out of his back pocket, pouring the whole thing into the cup. he took his sip, "see, makes everything better," he grinned and shaked the flask at quackity, who stole a sip.

"how can you drink that," quackity scrunched his face at the taller, "it burns,"

"you get used to it," wilbur shrugged, as he watched other couples dance, quackity also watched, "we should dance," he snickered and looked up to wil.

"gimmie a sec," wilbur instantly tilted his head back, chugging the fruit punch-vodka mix, "alright, lets go," he smirked, grabbing quacks hand and dragging him onto the dance floor.

wilburs steps were rather graceful despite him being shit faced, his steps were fluent, slowly dancing quackity to the bathroom. he pushed the door open with his back and managed to get quackity into a stall. the giggles being the only thing he heard, slowly burying his face into the boys neck, starting to nibble and nip the soft skin on the neck.

slowly leaving dark marks, unbuttoning the dress shirt under the blazer, the colder breeze hitting quackitys chest, making him shiver. wilbur made it down to the bottom of quackitys chest when quackity had to make him stop, still giggling, "maybe when we get home, but now i need to cover these up," quackity hummed, making wilburs face hot, "be a good boy and go find george, he has the stuff to cover these up," the humming of his voice made wilbur want to obey the orders more then usual, "yeah- of course," he slightly stuttered and left the stall.

quackity giggled to himself, knowing he could make wil do anything that he pleased. he waited a good minute til wilbur came back with george, "i have him," wilbur opened the stall door.

"thank you," quackity sat up, kissed wilburs cheek, then started talking to george. "do you have anything to cover the hickeys? i know you always keep makeup on you," quackity stared desperately at the other.

"of course i do, here-" george spoke, digging through his bag, finding foundation and setting powder. "these should work," he spoke handing them to the boy, "i have to find dream, ill be back," he almost immediately 'ran' out of the bathroom.

"lovely," quackity sighed and started to cover the bruises, "sorry, love," wilbur mumbled, hugging quackity from behind and burrowed his head into quackitys hair.

"its alright, i know there'll probably be more later so im not too upset," quackity grinned, feeling wilburs hot face against his hair.

he soon got his bruises covered and his boyfriend to cool off, george had came back into the bathroom, "you have to stop flustering wilbur," george spoke, staring at the couple.

"im good," he smiled at the shorter, continuing to tease the taller, placing his hands in various places. "we should probably leave soon though," he looked up at wil, with innocent eyes, smiling. "w-we really should," wilbur smiled in a flustered fashion.

quackity grinned at george, grabbed wilburs hand and dragged him out of the bathroom and to the car. both in the car, quackity starting it, and grabbing wilburs thigh, and staring at him. wilbur moved quackitys hand and instead gripped quackitys thigh, flushing the youngers face. them soon driving to quackitys house, and pulling into the driveway.

quackity almost instantly got out of the car, taking wilbur with him, getting to the front door and struggling to get his key out and unlock the door, whilst giggling. they quickly go into the house, immediately bashing lips the second they entered. them slowly moving to quackitys room and him getting pushed into the bed, soon feeling strong hands gripping his thighs. chapped lips bashing into his, his shirt getting slowly unbuttoned all the way down, his blazer getting tossed across the room. his shirt staying on the edges of his shoulders, wilbur going back down to his chest, finishing his work there, going lower, leaving dark marks on his stomach. the belt get undone and tossed, jeans getting unbuttoned.

wilbur wasted no time stripping his lover, almost completely naked when he was done, only left in boxers and his unbuttoned shirt. it was one of the prettiest things wilbur had ever seen, wilbur started unbuttoning his own shirt before quackity pulled him into the bed, getting right next to him. quackity started hastily taking off wils clothes, only left in his boxers.

both boys panting heavily, "you're so pretty, mon amour," wilbur smiled, tucking some of quacks hair behind his ear. quackity smiled at him as wil slipped his hands onto quackitys hips.

wilbur slipped off quackitys boxers, slowly stroking him, getting a few whines out of him. wilbur slowly sat up, pulling quackity into his lap, continuing to stroke him, rubbing his back calmly. quackity hid his hot face into wilbur shoulder, whining loudly, almost like music to wilburs ears. "you can do it, hun," wilbur hummed into quacks ear, teasingly, "what a good boy for me,".

the whines only got louder as he got praised, wilbur continued teasing and praising the boy in his lap. as he continued to stroke quackity, he came closer to his edge, quackity whined loudly, signaling wilbur to cup his hand over quackitys cock. the hot cum squirting into his hand, quackity buried his face into wils shoulder, panting loudly. wilbur licked the cum off of his hand and hummed, "you did so good, honey," he spoke softly, rubbing quackitys back.

quackity looked up with doe eyes, throwing himself back into his bed, continuing to pant. "that was *pant* nice," quackity slowly closed his eyes, "you should probably put on clothes before you fall asleep," wilbur said, getting out of bed.

quackity sighed and rolled out of bed, his legs slightly shaking. he opened his drawers, grabbing wilbur some clothes (because he kept some clothes there), and himself some clothes. he got dressed quickly and threw himself back into the bed, groaning. "you ok hun?" wilbur looked down at the smaller, worried.

"yeah, just tired," quackity mumbled, flipping himself over and reaching out for wilbur, wilbur of course giving in to quackity.

quackity cuddled close into wilbur, almost immediately falling asleep in his arms.

A/N TIME
this chapter only took me around a day to make :D and its pretty good ngl- but i hope u enjoyed and sorry for not posting for awhile 😭