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Fuck Me Sideways

for Whit3Heart 

gots Lancer x Edgy boi

i may or may not have forgotten to sleep for the last ttwo days but it's okay i wrote lemons 

He throws his head back of his own accord- he feels so damn good.

His lower body shrieks and wails in protest, his stomach twisting itself in a tight knot, but he doesn't want this to stop, not at all.

When he said "fuck me sideways," this isn't what he meant.

But it still made him feel good, didn't it...?

He sings his sweet moans as Lancer kisses up and down his back, fucking him so hard and fast he can barely comprehend.

He lies more or less on his side, Lancer right behind him and clutching onto one of his thighs, holding his leg in the air for easier access.

He squirms in overwhelming pleasure as Lancer fucks him, pounding inside and regretfully pulling out, just to pound so much harder the following time.

He's barely holding in a scream, but he so badly wants to. He wants the entire world to know how much he loves the man making love to him in their bed, and in this state he's sure they'd all hear him too.

He blossoms under Lancer's lips. Each kiss sends him tumbling deeper and deeper into his lustful haze, desperate for the blonde.

He grows hungrier- he feels amazing, but he wants so much more.

"Fuck me rough," he hisses, clenching his teeth.

With a smirk, Lancer has them on the floor.

The fingers of his right hand tangle in Edge's ginger locks, maintaining a firm grip. He gives it a quick tug, whispering in his ear, "How's this, you kinky fuck?"

Edge finally screams out as Lancer enters him from behind, holding his upper back down and forcing his face against the smooth wooden flooring, but still yanking at the ginger bangs in his fist.

The seme grins, squeezing his uke's gorgeous thigh. He continues in this position for a while, extracting stunning howls from the wildly thrashing boy on the ground. He knows how much Edge loves his harsh words, not to mention the effect of pulling so roughly at his sensitive ginger tresses.

Finally he pulls Edge into his lap, kissing his neck and letting his tongue and teeth get the best of him. Edge tastes incredible, he can't help himself.

The ginger is a moaning mess, fingers interlocking tightly with Lancer's to bear the pain of penetration. He leaves his legs spread for the sake of pleasing Lancer, who very much appreciates it.

He peppers gentle kisses over the countless hickeys he'd just left in Edge's otherwise flawless skin.

He's so deep inside, Edge can't deal with it.

"L-Lancer... g-give it to me... so fucking hard..."

It doesn't matter how rough their sex already is, Edge still craves more.

Lancer doesn't need to be asked again. He shoves Edge against the wall, laying both of those sexy legs over his shoulders.

Slamming his lips against the helpless ginger's, he groans deeply. He fucks Edge with an animalistic, lustful hunger that can only be sated by the boy he loves.

Their bodies are pushed up right against each other, Edge's arms squeezing the hell out of Lancer, nails raking across the older's back.

Lancer loves the sting, and kisses his uke much harder than before, pressing the boy's back flat against the wall.

Edge gasps, his mouth filled with Lancer and Lancer's fierce kiss. He can feel their mixed saliva as it dribbles down his chin, and he can feel the tears escaping down his cheeks. Lancer massages his sides, and he gives a satisfied shudder under the loving touch that contradicts so vastly to the way Lancer's powerful thrusts wrack his entire body in painful pleasure. His lower body clings to Lancer like a lifeline, desperate to keep him inside, crying when he's empty, even for just a fraction of a second.

He wants Lancer- needs Lancer so badly, his mind will have nothing else.

Lancer, Lancer, Lancer.

His eyes fly open as he hits his orgasm, back arching gracefully and fitting perfectly against Lancer's. He screams the seme's name at the top of his lungs, breaking their kiss only long enough for that before engaging once again, though more tired than before.

He mumbles the blonde's name over and over again, a broken record that doesn't ever want to be fixed.

He sits pleasantly dazed as Lancer finishes, cumming with a loud hiss. "Dammit, Edge, look what you've done."

Edge smiles weakly, moaning from the sensation of Lancer's seed dripping out of him.

"Do you love me, Edge?"

The question hangs in the air. Not because either of them want it to, that's not it. When they first met, Edge would've answered with a hard no. They'd been friends, and that's all they would ever be. He thought he loved Receiver, but... Lancer had grown on him, and they'd gotten so close in the past month.

Like they were dating, though neither had ever brought up the subject.

He would never have expected his feelings for Lancer to grow so strong, and he listens only to them right now. They burn him up on the inside, the truth smolders in his blood.

Edge closes his eyes, stealing Lancer's air. The blonde fears he might pass out until finally, Edge produces the answer his heart knows is true.

"Of course I love you, Lancer. More than anyone."

bullshit endings 666/10 what have i done