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!!art not mine!!

hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii pepppplll that read this amazing book sorry this took so long to make but i was moving into a new house ;-; anyway do you guys want me to call you  "ducky's" or "simps"? jus let me know ;-;

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wilbur was the king of a very nice place. his kingdom was named l'manburg. l'manburg is a vary nice kingdom. they like their piece. they dont want to go into war unless they have no other choice. wilbur has a little bitc- husband... wilbur has a nice lovely husband... they live together.. they do nice couple things like, cuddle, kiss, make out, sex. but anyway..

 Wilbur was at his desk, going through paperwork before quackity came in. "Willll" quackity whined, trying to get wilbur to pay attention to him. "Not now, dear I'm trying to work. Maybe later okay?" He said as he looked up at quackity from his chair. quackity sits on another desk that was in wilburs office room.. that was probably for wilburs assistant... quackity didn't know and also just didn't give two shits.. all quackity wanted right now was his amazing husbands attention. "no willllll i want your attention nowww.." quackity begs.

Wilbur was a bit annoyed, but also slightly amused at the way quackity was pouting. "Quackity, I said not right now. I'm busy with work." He said, looking back at his papers. "And you're not a baby... stop talking like one." 

quackity gasped and quickly got up. he went to leave the room and slammed the door. he quickly walked back to his bedroom clearly angry at wilbur. he wasn't angry at the fact wilbur was busy.. maybe just a tinny angry at that... but he was mostly angry at the fact wilbur called quackity a baby.. when quackity walked into his bedroom he slammed the doors behind him then locked it. as quackity slammed the last door wilbur hired as his office was just half a corridor down from their shared bedroom.

wilbur realized what he had just done. He groaned as he set his pen down and got up from his chair. "Quackity, wait!" He walked out of the office and down the hallway to their bedroom, only to find the door was locked. "Open the door..." He said sternly, his voice slightly irritated. He tried to open the door himself, but it wouldn't budge. 

"fuck off!" quackity said as he pouted, quackity was now curled up in a ball on the big bed. "im just a baby anyway..." quackity said again but this time it was more of a mumble as his golden wings curled up on his body.

After hearing him say that, Wilbur's heart sank. He sighed, realizing it was going to be harder to repair this conflict than he thought. "Quackity, come on... you know I didn't mean that." He said, gently knocking on the door. He stood there for a moment, before sitting down in front of the door, waiting for Quackity to calm down enough to speak to him.

after about half an hour quackity sniffles and slowly gets up. he goes to the door and opens it to see wilbur sitting there... and quackity says nothing, just waiting for wil to notice quackity. Wilbur wrapped his arms around quackity tightly. "Quackity..." He said softly. He held him close, gently rubbing his back. He knew he needed to apologize, and he was glad Quackity was finally ready to hear it. 

"hi wil.." quackity said softly as his wings spread slightly as he hugged wilbur back. Wilbur let out a small breath. "I'm really sorry for calling you that." He said. He pulled back from the hug slightly, so he could better look Quackity in the eye. "I was just frustrated cause I was busy and you kept interrupting me. I never should have called you a baby, especially considering... well y'know. I'm sorry." "ill forgive you... but only in one condition.." quackity said as he smirked and giggled.

Wilbur raised an eyebrow, intrigued by what Quackity's condition was gonna be. "What is it?" He said, with a slight smile on his face. "give my wings a massage pleaseeee they have been needing it.." quackity said with a slightly pink face as he looked as wilburs face looking to see any anger... quackity still had trauma from his past exs... when he would ask this question to sapnap he was never carful... and usually slightly burnt quackitys wings.. then karl was always to busy for quackity.... and the thought never even passed his mind to ask if schlatt wanted to massage his wings.... well... it did a few times before he got abusive.. wilbur was the only one that never hurt quackity... always so gentle... damn.. quackity fell so fucking hard for wilbur. quackity quickly snapped out of thought when wilbur started to speak 

Wilbur chuckled, realizing that was very reasonable. He leaned down and gently started rubbing Quackity's wings. "Of course, my love." He said, his fingers softly tracing the outlines of his wings. He put care and attention into massaging and soothing the muscles in his wings, knowing how much it meant to him. "waitttttt lets go to the bedddd" quackity said as he took wilburs hand and started walking to the big king sized bed.

Wilbur let out a small chuckle, and followed him to the bed, sitting down on the edge before pulling Quackity down onto his lap. "You're getting more needy by the day, my love." He teased him. He put his hands around Quackity's waist, and pulled him into a tight hug. Wilbur smiled at him, clearly happy to finally be at peace with him again. "shut up and massage my wings.." quackity says as he kisses wilburs neck

Wilbur chuckled. "I was only teasing you. I'd never deny you anything." He said, before going back to massaging his wings. He gently rubbed his thumbs along the feathers, being careful to not scratch them. Wilbur kissed the top of Quackity's head as he continued to massage them, smiling at his happy sighs of relief. thank you darling..." quackity said as he shoved his face into wilburs chest enjoying the warmth of wilburs body and his hands on quackitys wings.

Wilbur laughed softly, gently rubbing his thumb over Quackity's wing feathers. "Of course, my love." He said. His hands felt so comforting to Quackity, and the heat coming from his body was relaxing. Wilbur pulled him slightly closer, wrapping his arms around him so that all of Quackity would be pressed against him. He kissed his forehead, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. quackity's heart beat starts to slow down as he falls into a slumber..

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hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii chapter donnneeee im tireddd gonna go eepp so i hope you had fun reading this lil chapter... and uh idk have good night/day i hope i will get more chapters out soon <3

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