~Bendy x Sammy Oneshot~

His Prophet and His Lamb~

      Bendy and Sammy just recently started dating. So far, they've dated for about 3 weeks. It all started when they started to slowly fall for each other. For Bendy, it took much longer, as demons typically don't feel love. But Bendy was much different than other demons. They still treated each other as prophet and Lord, but they were definitely in love. They had yet to tell the entire studio of their relationship, because Bendy wasn't comfortable with that. Sammy will follow whatever he says because whatever his decision is, he's okay with it.

      Their relationship is beautiful, they get along just fine and don't hide secrets from each other. At least, Sammy thought. Sammy was sort of a open book, willing to share dark secrets with people he's close with, even if they don't ask about it. Such as; Norman, Jack, Bendy, and Henry. Bendy, on the other hand, has trust issues. Sure, he trusts Sammy, but still keeps his guard held high. Which is why Bendy never told Sammy that he goes through heat the same exact way a animal on Earth would. He loves Sammy so much, but fears that it might be too much to handle for him. Especially if he got it recently. 

Little did Bendy know, he was going to get it as soon as he woke up. 

        Bendy opened his eye, (because the other is always covered by ink), and yawned and sat up. His back now against the headboard of the bed. Something felt off today however... Bendy had no idea of what it was, and didn't really care. The demon became aware of how his ink felt warmer than it usually is. He felt so hot, to the point where if he were human, he'd sweat. His groin region felt hot as well. 'What is wrong with me...?' Bendy thought in his head. He glanced over at his sleeping prophet, watching his body move up and down slightly with every breath he took. 

      Usually, he would think Sammy looked precious sleeping, but lewd thoughts began to fill his mind like water in a bucket. He quickly looked away, wondering why he was think like that about Sammy as his face turned a light grey. He was blushing. Bendy's eye widened as he came into a realization, he let out a soft gasp, trying not to wake his lover. 'I'm in heat...' The demon realized suddenly. 

      Bendy wasn't in disbelief, it wasn't his first rodeo with this. It happens only twice a year, every six months, he knew that. But this one felt stronger than all of the other "heat days" as he liked to call it. No, he needed release badly. What was he going to do? Sammy is still a virgin, so he didn't want to hurt him. He could try rubbing it away... 'That might work...' He thought, considering the idea. The demon heard shuffling from under the ink-covered blanket and mutters coming from Sammy. 

He was waking up. Crap, he had to hurry.

          Bendy quietly put a hoof out of the blanket and onto the hardwood floors. He glanced at Sammy again, making sure he didn't hear him. Bendy sighed in relief as he realized he didn't hear anything. Yet. Another hoof was planted on the floor and Bendy turned the rest of his body around, getting out of bed. He looked back over at Sammy who seemed to squirm a bit toward where Bendy slept, looking for him to hold on to. His eyes were still closed, thankfully. Bendy felt bad, but he knew he was doing the right thing. He walked up to a nearby wall and created a ink portal, stepping through it.  He appeared in his domain, his home inside the Ink Machine. A golden throne in the middle of TVs all over the walls, replaying his cartoon over and over again. He sat down on the familiar throne with his legs slightly spread. Bendy knew he had to get rid of this heat, and this was the only way he could. A thick, black, and long tentacle appeared, slightly throbbing with pre-cum at the tip of it. Bendy looked at it tiredly, slightly irritated. 'Well... Time to get started.'

Meanwhile...

       Sammy's eyes opened once he acknowledged that Bendy wasn't there with him. Strange. Sammy figured he had other things to attend to, probably. He shrugged it off and got out of the ink-covered mattress and stretched. Bones cracked, but in a good way. His mask laid upon his desk about 3 feet away from the bed. Sammy grabbed it and put it on. He started to walk to where Norman might be, hoping he knew where Bendy was. Norman resides in a maze-like place that is home to him. Level 11. Sammy found the elevator and took it down to Level 11. The elevator creaked and squeaked slightly as he reached his destination. The doors opened with a louder squeak coming from them. As soon as they opened, Sammy walked out and went down the stairs of Norman's strange home.