(OLD-BEING REMADE)Dussic

.•* "F*ck me, Jerry!" *•.

.•* "F*ck me, Jerry!" *•.
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[No one's POV]
Classic groaned, sitting on the couch next to Dust who was losing his sh*t about losing a match in Super Smash Bros with Killer, Cross, and Nightmare. Before losing, he was on a winning streak of 5 wins out of now 6 matches. Honestly, it was so stupid. It's a god damn game and he was acting like a child about it while the others laughed...which didn't help. Dust began trying to pull Classic into this sh*t now,
"Come on! I should've won! You saw that right, Classic? They all f*cking cheated."
Classic groaned and looked at Dust dead-ass in the eyes and spoke without hesitance...with a completely straight face,
"F*ck me, Jerry."
The room went silent, Dust had flinched and stared at Classic with surprise and a blue, red mixed blush dusted his face. ERROR, who was sitting on the floor next to Cross, was the first to break the silence with a loud laugh...the others began to join in. Classic only began to blush light blue a bit, but his gaze didn't weaver...neither did his expression. Dust still remained silent for a little longer before looking away and hiding his face...remaining silent. Classic smiled, satisfied with him shushing the childish skeleton and looked at the rest of Dust's gang,
"Seems like this player is out, mind if I take over his slot?"
"Sure, why not?" Nightmare snorted.
Classic rolled his eyes and grabbed the controller from beside Dust.

The group began to play Super Smash Bros for the rest of the evening, taking turns. It took about an hour for Dust to be backer I his normal self and be able to play Smash...but he was still quieter and didn't look at Classic all that much. At around 8:00 pm Nightmare said he was going to head out, which caused a trickle of 'Me too's erupted.
Classic looked at Dust and smiled,
"I gotta go too, little bro is going to want his bedtime story...you know how he gets."
Dust simply nodded and leased me out along with the others,
"See ya later!" Cross called as he left.
"Bye." Nightmare groaned.
"See ya." Killer smiled.
"Goodbye." Horror waved.
"SeE y'AlL lAteR." ERROR waved and they all left...one by one.
"I'll see you tomorrow, okay Dusty?" Classic smiled and was about to head out the door when-
"Actually."
Dust grabbed Classic's arm, his grip firm. Classic turned around, with a questioning look.
"Could you stay for a little while longer? I know how Papyrus gets when he doesn't get his bedtime story but... he can hold off for a little why longer, plus I'm sure Frisk will take care of it." Dust asked nervously, a blush spreading from cheek bone to cheek bone. Classic stared for a while, he could sense the others looking their way, for they hadn't teleported to their own AU's yet,
"Oh! Um...sure, Dusty!" Classic smiled timidly. He could hear whispers from the others. He groaned and walked inside to the couch.

[Classic's POV]
I watched as Dust closed the door and the blinds, I understood why he closed the blinds. It was so the others wouldn't get an idea of trying to stalk them, they did that sometimes,
"So...Why'd you want me to stay?" I asked I was really curious to know why,
"We-Well...I um...er... how..how do I put this..er..." Dust's blush grew as he tried to find the words that seemed scrambled in his skull. I watched as he took a deep breath and walked over to me, he stood in front of me. His tall figure looming over me, he took another breath and leaned close to me, slowly bending down. Your faces were dangerously close and we both started to blush like crazy,
"D-Dust?" I asked.
He didn't reply, he rested his hands on my legs, sending a shiver up my spine. Finally, our 'lips' meant softly and tenderly, we both melted into it and he slowly got on top of me. We stayed like that for a while before he pulled away, smirking,
"So, do you want me to f*ck you, now?" Dust chuckled.
I felt my face beginning to burn. Damn...I should've known... ughhhhhh now I'm trapped in his stupid situation..,

"Well, not until you stop acting like a child. Then you can." I replied, shakily.

"Am I acting like one right now?"

"In the sense, you're being annoying to get something you want, then yes." I smiled, regaining some control.

"Oh? Am I now? How about this...If I can act 'mature' for a week, can I have you then?"

"Absolutely, but I don't think you'll make a week." I gently pushed him off.

"Then it's settled." Dust smirked.

"Good."

~~~~To be Continued?~~~~

[We all love a little bit of sin :3. Anyways, I've been wanting to write this for sooooo looonnnngggg but never had the guts to actually do it.]

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HOLY SHIT MY FRIEND MADE THIS INTO A COMIC
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