Slenderverse Lemons

Rabbit or HABIT? (HABITxVinny)

Vinny trudged up the stairs, bored out of his mind. With HABIT keeping a tight restriction on internet usage and keeping him locked in this god forsaken house, he didn't have much to do. He was on his way to the room HABIT slept in, ready to bother him about going outside. True, it wouldn't amount to anything and he would just be called a whiny piss baby but at least pestering HABIT was doing something with his time that never seemed to end. Between iterations and being stuck here he didn't have a stable grasp on time but his care for it was slowly diminishing.

Vinny hit his foot on the top step and muttered out a curse before stopping in front of HABIT's room. He raised his fist to the door but stopped. There was a grunt on the other side of the door and he could faintly hear something creaking. Curious, Vinny skipped the knocking portion and just twisted the door knob and strolled in. And what a mistake that was. 

Sitting on the bed, shirt off, was HABIT, one hand in his pants. He looked frustrated and his head whipped around to look at the intruder who was now frozen in place. The demon groaned in anger, his usually hidden dual tone leaking out but all Vinny could focus on was HABIT shirtless. It was dreamy. Biceps and triceps, the whole package. He knew Evan was strong and still worked out but he didn't think that HABIT had been maintaining his physique. HABIT was catching onto Vinny's locked eyes. 

"Hey, uh, Vinny," HABIT started. The hand in his pants had drifted out and he was more than embarrassed that Vinny had caught him doing such a thing. But shame him for getting a boner and wanting to take care of it. 

At hearing his voice, he was snapped out of his little trance and looked at HABIT. The words didn't need to be said. He already knew what he was asking. And he would have to be stupid if he didn't take up this kind of opportunity. Partly because he was starting to have his own issue in his pants and partly because it would fill more time. But mostly because HABIT was asking him to have sex. 

Vinny nodded quickly and HABIT's shoulders released tension since he didn't have to actually say it. It sounded perfect in his head but saying it out loud just sounded wrong and improper.

Vinny sidled up to the bed and HABIT motioned for him to take a seat. He did and immediately HABIT's mouth was on his. He kissed softly at first, being gentle. But then he progressively began pressing harder on his cheeks and finally he just pushed Vinny backwards so that he could lean over him. It wasn't Vinny's most graceful motion, landing with an "Oof" and his feet dangling off the edge but it worked for them regardless. 

HABIT, impatient to move on from soft kisses was pawing at the hem of Vinny's shirt. Vinny lifted his arms up and they broke contact only when the shirt was slipped up over his head. Then HABIT's hands were roaming al over his chest, feeling, getting to know Vinny more than just being inside his head. HABIT broke the kiss instead opting to kiss along Vinny's neck. It felt ticklish at first and he jumped at first but soon tilted his head away so that it was easier access. Not knowing what to do with his own arms, he decided to wrap them around HABIT's neck.

The boner was being encouraged now and pants were starting to feel in-the-way of everything that was currently important. He let out a quiet sigh when HABIT sucked at one particular spot on Vinny's collarbone. He inched his way down his chest and abdomen, thumbing his sides and leaving quick butterfly kisses that really felt like he was being tickled. 

As HABIT got closer to his crotch his pants really started to feel right and constricting in every negative way possible and damn he just wanted them off. Deciding not to wait for HABIT, he started pushing them down himself. 

"Eager, huh?" HABIT chuckled, shifting his position slightly so that Vinny could take his pants off. He wasn't aware that he'd caught his underwear too until he felt cold air hit his erection. HABIT stared and Vinny flushed like a tomato. With a shrug, HABIT pulled off his own pants and underwear that had already been half off anyway. 

HABIT wasted no time in wrapping a hand around Vinny's member which promptly elicited a moan from him. HABIT held Vinny's hips down with one hand in case he were to try and buck upwards as he moved painstakingly slow. Vinny whined and squirmed in an attempt  to get HABIT to move faster but he only chuckled again. He had seemed desperate when Vinny had walked in but now he was flipping the table. 

"Come on you shit," Vinny complained, not caring about his choice of words. HABIT, thankfully, wasn't either because he obliged and instead put his hand at Vinny's ass. He looked into his eyes as he slid one finger inside which seemed weird to Vinny but he was a mess as soon as it entered him. It hurt a little, yes, but the gentle massaging he was receiving helped ease the pain. It wasn't long before HABIT added a second finger and again repeated the actions until he was scissoring them to make Vinny let out moans and wiggle his hips.

Once HABIT had grown tired of this he instead aligned himself with Vinny's entrance. He pulled his fingers out which made Vinny whine of protest before he slid his tip in. Vinny's breath hitched and then  he was rolling his hips in an attempt to get more. It was selfish but damn he didn't care about that.

HABIT complied with what Vinny obviously wanted and made his way al the way inside Vinny. The demon let out a shaky breath and stayed still for a moment. He slowly began moving in and out. Vinny was silently mouthing that he should go faster and he soon did so. It was rhythmic. HABIT pushed in and Vinny rolled his hips forward to meet him and let out a moan. They were both coated in a sheet of sweat and panting and moaning because fuck it felt amazing. If anything else felt better they'd be surprised. HABIT put his hands next to Vinny's head to hold himself up as he thrust in, moaning in a lower tone than Vinny. 

"Fuck HABIT... nh," Vinny muttered, soon followed by a loud moan as HABIT gave a harder and rougher thrust, immediately falling back into his rhythm. Vinny couldn't articulate that he was getting closer and closer. His voice simply didn't work other than to moan HABIT's name and he was taking oxygen when he could. Because of that lack of communication, after another rhythm breaking thrust he came, shooting white onto his chest, a little dabbing HABIT's. 

HABIT, now frantic to join to the high pleasure, abandoned his steady pace to speed up and just become sloppy in general. He was back to being in his room by himself, basically. Except he wasn't because he quickly came too, inside Vinny, and dropped his head to the crook of his neck as he rode out his orgasm. 

A/N

Yea I'm aware that this short and crappy and just a piece of shit in general but I've been home alone for weeks and I got bored. .-. Also I haven't posted anything on this for a while so why not whip up a quick piece of garbage? Ah yes the wonderful smut that I've written. The other chapters are better, I promise.

- SquishEJS