✦ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗺 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗱 ✦ ( Tntduo)

✧𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓✧

(TW!Suggestive content. Also sorry for not posting! I was in the hospital because some giant green dude cut my arm off but I'm good now! )

It had been almost a week since Quackity had last seen Wilbur. And not going to lie, his heart ached about it. Quackity was leaning against a pool table downstairs in the casino from his office. The casino had just closed for the night and he was having some time to himself away from all of his work. Of course having some time to himself meant time with his thoughts. He looked off to the side at the cold whiskey glass sitting next to him on the edge of the pool table, most likely making a ring on the table from it's sweat. He sighed and took the glass in his hand, tipping his head back and drinking some of it, causing his feathers to slightly ruffle.

He sat the glass back down. Just then, he saw a tall figure leaning against the door way. Quackity couldn't really see who it was since the off lighting cast a shadow over the person. " Is it good Big Q? " Came a voice that Quackity instantly knew. " Wilbur-! I-I mean-ehem-Wilbur. " He didn't want to sound excited to see him even though he was. " Yes, it is. " Wilbur made a small chuckle, knowing full and well the duck missed him. He walked into the pool table room and shutting the door behind him. The lights finally casted a glow on him. " Heh heh, did you miss me? " He asked, already knowing the answer. " No-. . . Maybe- " Quackity responded, slightly gripping the edge of the pool table. ( No. They do NOT have sex on a pool table. ) " Maybe is not an answer Quackity. It's either Yes or No. " Quackity let out an annoyed sigh. " Fuck you " Wilbur chuckled once again, walking forward to be in front of the president. " Answer already. I don't have all night you know. I have plans. " He said, slightly leaning down so he was a bit at Quackity's level . " Yes- " He muttered, looking to the side and flushing slightly with embarrassment. " Aww, it's ok Big Q! I missed you too! " Said Wilbur, patting Quackity on the head.

Just then he picked Quackity up and sat him on the pool table and stood in front of him, his hands on Quackity's sides. His eyes widened but he didn't say a word. He just hid half of his face with one of his head wings. " Ahh come onn, don't be all shy now. " Said the taller, gently rubbing his waist a bit with a small smirk. At this point, the redness on Quackity's face matched his red button up. He moved his head wing out of the way, moving his face closer to the other's. " You're a real dick you know that. " He tugged on Wilbur's coat and sweater, pulling him into a surprisingly passionate kiss. Of course this is not what Wilbur was expecting at all but hey... He wasn't complaining. Without hesitation he kissed the smaller back. Quackity rested his arms upon the other's broad shoulders, leaning in more.

Meanwhile, Wilbur had untucked Quackity's shirt from his pants and gently slid his hand up the duck's shirt, gently grazing his cold fingers against the other's warm skin. All while kissing him. This caused a shiver to go up Quackity's spine, the butterfly's going wild in his stomach. Wilbur slid his tongue into the duck's mouth in order to make this experience more exciting. The two would occasionally part lips to get some oxygen before diving straight back into their show of love. (Just letting y'all know- yes the door is locked. )
Pretty soon they broke the make out session, both panting from the exciting rush of adrenaline. " You are so beautiful Big Q.. " Muttered Wilbur, bringing his hand up and caressing the other's cheek with a soft smile. Quackity leaned into Wilbur's palm, smiling as well. " Shut the fuck up you sexy piece of shit. " he replied. He lifted his head up slightly, beginning to kiss the palm of Wilbur's hand. To which Wilbur turned a bit red as well.

Wilbur leaned forward, tugging slightly at the fabric of Quackity's shirt. " May I? " He asked, wanting consent to try anything first. ( CONSENT IS SO SEXY GUYS 🔥 )
Quackity nodded a yes and Wilbur began to unbutton his shirt slowly in a teasing manner. Setting it to the side. He rested his hands on Quackity's sides once again and began to softly kiss the soft skin on Quackity's neck. This gave the duck goose bumps. Wilbur gently caressed the feather's of Quackity's golden wings, causing them to fluff up instantly and began to twitch, making Quackity's face turn red. " Oh. Are they sensitive? " He asked to which Quackity muttered a small ' Yeah '. Wilbur smirked at this and began to brush his fingers against the other's feather's while he went back to kissing his neck. The duck hybrid put his hand over his mouth as his wings made small twitches and flutters. His feathers ruffling here and there. Wilbur began to softly nip along with his kisses, causing Quackity to flinch slightly at first. At this point, he was licking and sucking at the other's neck, making soon-to-be hickeys on the duck's neck.
This is all what Quackity had dreamed about. Believe it or not so had Wilbur. And after this night...everything would change between the two...

(A/N GET CLIFFHANGERED MWHAHAHA!!!! )