Quackbur Oneshotssss

Needy Boy

SMUT!! CANON DSMP!! well, half-canon... set in canon? ...YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!!

possible tw// smut! degrading
cw// thigh riding, vibrator, handjob, rough sex

they're already dating btw

what was i thinking when i wrote this idea down- smh

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While Quackity had gone to work, early ass in the morning as per usual, Wilbur had a major migraine and did not join him. Normally, Wilbur liked going along to help out, or he'd go off and hang out with Tommy, or do whatever shit he usually did.
However, upon waking up, Wilbur felt a tightness in his pants, a familiar one that made his facial expression drop. "Ughhh- really??" He muttered, covering his face out of frustration. "And of course, Quackity has to be working..." He groaned as he dragged his hands down his face.
"...whatever. It'll go away."

Or so he thought. As he got up, got himself ready for the day, ate, and walked to the iconic needle tower... it did not go away. Even as he took the elevator up and walked down the maze of hallways... once he found himself standing in front of Quackity's office, he realized it was still there. It was getting on his nerves. He checked in Quackity's office finally, only to not find him. He groaned, checking the time, "Right... his meeting." He sighed deeply. "...Okay, it's fine. I'll... take a walk until he gets back. Maybe it will actually go away this time."

However, his bulge remained, and worsened, on his walk. He couldn't help how his mind drifted off to think about his darling Quackity. He kept thinking about his gorgeous body, his sexy voice... then he began thinking about the different places they could do it in the tower, how risky it'd be, and how much they both adored that risk. It just made everything worse for him...

An hour later, Wilbur finally checked back in Quackity's office. And to his relief, Quackity was there. "Darling~" Wilbur purred, shutting and locking the door behind him.
Quackity calmly glanced at Wilbur, "Oh, there you are. I was wondering when you'd be here." He hummed, turning his attention back to the papers on his desk.
"I've been here for a while, I took a walk since you weren't here..." Wilbur smiled, walking over to his desk.
"That's nice," Quackity wasn't actually paying that much attention, as his focus was now on the paper he was currently working on.
Wilbur realized this quickly. "...My migraine was gone when I woke up."
"Good," Quackity lightly muttered.

Wilbur continued to try and make conversation, but Quackity gave him short answers, and sometimes no answer at all. Considering Wilbur's current situation, it was starting to make him crave Quackity's attention more, which was just making him get all pent up and irritated. Wilbur soon dragged his chair over to sit near Quackity, where he began to lean on him, kiss his face, and even kiss his neck a little, trying whatever he could to get Quackity's attention back on him. Quackity did occasionally give him a kiss back, or hold his hand if he had a hand free... but it wasn't enough for Wilbur. Wilbur grew closer to him, "Babyyy..." He softly whined, his face buried into Quackity's neck. His hand rested on Quackity's thigh, "Please help meee..."
Quackity finally had enough, however, "You know what?" He suddenly slammed his pen down on the desk, making Wilbur jump. "Since you're being so damn annoying, I will fucking help. But I'm not going to be touching you."

Wilbur perked up at first, particularly when Quackity said he would help... but then he pouted when he finished his sentence.
"Don't pout at me, mister," Quackity raised an eyebrow, "Get your pretty ass up, get the remote-controlled vibrator, shove it up your ass, and then come back. Do not touch yourself ANY more than that, understood?"
Wilbur blushed hard at his wording, and even more so at his authoritative tone. What was left of his fox tail wagged slightly, "Okay." He nodded, getting up rather quickly, then going off to their little secret room and doing exactly what Quackity told him too. Then, once he was done, he somewhat uncomfortably shuffled out and over to Quackity.