Sans Lemons, Smut and Random Stuff 🍋 (Requests closed!) (DISCONTINUED)

🍋Dom!Male Classic X Sub!Male Ink🍋

(Yes, this is another lemon. Requested by Bluetailyt . I made Classic the dominant of this lemon and made both of them males, because I really have no idea at this point. Don't chew me out please. Once again, I'm using a third person perspective. I'll try and improve my smuttiness in this chapter alright? Thanks. Enjoy.)

Ink dug his fingers into his clothing, feeling as though he might rip the fabric from how tense his hold was. This was the absolute worst time for this to be happening. Another throb jolted through him. The creator had to keep himself together. He couldn't decline an offer to visit UnderTale again, after turning them down so many times. He couldn't decline an offer to visit.. him again. He cursed under his breath as he prepared to teleport. Just a good, old conversation with Classic. That's all. Time to get it over with.

Classic leaned slightly backwards on his chair behind his trusty sentry stand, oblivious to his surroundings. Today was going to be one of the better days. With Ink coming over to hang out, it seemed he was going to finally have some fun while on duty. Just the thought of the shorter's adorable blush made Classic's soul clench up slightly. His chair gave way at the thought. Classic tumbled to the ground, the impact burying his face into the snow. Groaning, he got to his feet, his outfit layered with the frozen stuff. A sudden snap brought Classic's attention away from his messy attire. Fantastic. Ink's here.

Ink stumbled slightly as he landed on the fluffy, cold material that blanketed Snowden. It took all his strength to focus on his steps as he slowly made his way over to their meet-up spot. He mustn't get hasty. After all, the creator didn't want to trip and get dirty that day. He approached the stand, his eyes wide at the sight. Classic, but with snow stuck onto his bones, hoodie, pants, everywhere. Ink took a deep breath. This couldn't be happening. He looked so... sexy. The artist craved for what could be underneath all that fabric. A blush crept onto Classic's face. Why was Ink's expression so, hungry looking? He turned away and tried to brush himself off.

"H-Hey there Ink. Just, froze up a little. Nice of you to drop in." Despite being flustered, he could still make some cheesy puns. Ink chuckled half-heartedly, still mostly focused on suppressing his urges.
"Hi C-Classic!" The creator hurried to the back of the stand, next to Classic and hunched over on the wood. He couldn't bear it any longer.

"C-Can you help me?" Ink gasped out. The normal worriedly shook Ink's shoulder.
"Are you alright? You don't look so good." He asked. Ink looked up at Classic and, without warning, clamped his jaw around Classic's. The original stumbled backwards slightly. Ink licked the taller's teeth, begging for entrance.
"MMPH!" Classic's muffled cry of alarm brought the smaller back to his senses. He pulled away, apologizing over and over. The original just stood there.
"I'm s-so sorry! Please forgive me! I-I can explain!-" Ink blurted out.

"You're.. you're in heat." Classic cautiously stated over top of the painter's pleas for forgiveness. Ink stopped mid sentence and embarrassingly nodded. He made an effort to back away, but was caught by Classic's hand.
"Well then pal, I guess I better help you." Classic smirked. Ink gulped. This was really happening.

Classic pinned Ink against the stand's surface and unwrapped the scarf, revealing the vulnerable neck. He threw the scarf behind him and dug in, swirling his tongue around and around the sensitive bone. Ink exhaled and let out moans of delight. The original snuck his hand under Ink's shirt, teasing his ribs. The creator was practically in lust heaven.

"C-Classic, p-please.. f*ck me.." Ink whispered.
"What was that Ink? Repeat it." Classic leaned into Ink.
"I said, f*ck me, PLEASE!" The artist pleaded, squirming around and asking for pleasure.
"Soon." Classic replied and slid off the smaller's outfit. Ink's ecto dick shot up as soon as his pants were removed, shivering and dripping with pre-cum. The taller wrapped his fingers around the base and slowly stroked up and down.

The smaller moaned and began wriggling around, uncomfortable and under-stimulated.
"P-Please! C-Classic! Faster~" He begged. Classic grinned and pumped Ink's member harder, with increasingly higher speed. The artist clasped his hand onto the original's shirt, screaming with ecstasy.
"Ah~! CLASSIC~!"
The taller laughed a little.
"You're so sensitive bud, aren'tcha?" He teased, rubbing Ink's ribs with his other hand.

"YeES~!!" The protector yelled and felt a knot in his stomach.
"You gonna cum? Cum for me Inky~" Classic went at an even faster pace. Ink cried out as the knot released, spraying his seed out of his member. Classic seductively licked the rainbow liquid off his fingers, making the artist blush.

"Oh, we're not done just yet~" The taller grinned and tugged off his own clothing, laying them on the snow as well. Ink gaped at the glowing, blue dick.
"You know what to do Ink." Classic inclined. The smaller nodded and latched his mouth around the member, feeling it inside of his jaw. He liked it's taste. Ink began sucking on it, like a popsicle. Classic groaned. The painter sucked harder. Classic suddenly shoved his hands on the back of Ink's skull, making him deep threat the entire length.

"S-Sorry pal, but you were g-going way too slow." Classic stuttered out. The protector obliged and began moving full speed. Classic yelled out in ecstasy. Ink, only focusing on the task, heard two words "close" and "cum" before a wave of salty, sticky liquid shot into his cavern. He choked and took his jaw off the dick. Classic apologized. Ink smiled and swallowed the entire thing, making the taller shut up. The smaller then turned around and grinded his ass on Classic's sweet cock.

"F*ck me please~" Ink whined. The original didn't hesitate.
"Right, this is going to hurt a bit, k?" Classic warned and pushed his member into Ink's hole. The smaller teared up from the harsh pain. Original wiped those tears away and kissed Ink's cute little face. Soon,the artist began bucking his hips, adjusted. It's time.

Classic thrusted gently, going in and out with careful precision. But the painter didn't want that. He wanted his ass to be destroyed by that juicy dick.
"HARDER CLASSIC GODDAMIT!" Ink yelled out. Classic was startled by Ink's sudden aggression. But he had to admit, it was kind of kinky. He slammed into the protector's hole, making Ink's breath hitch. It was pure bliss.
"God Ink, you're so damn tight!" Classic shouted. With increasing agility, Classic pounded into the creator. Ink screamed out his name occasionally.

"Who's your lover?!" Classic growled.
"Yo-u!" Ink moaned out.
"WHO?!" Classic smashed into Ink's G-spot.
"Y-YOU CLASSIC!!~ AH!" Ink yelped out, a knot once again forming. He could feel the taller's dick throbbing inside of him.
"I-I'm gonna cum." Classic mumbled.
"Fill me up please, I want you to cum inside me~" Ink pleaded. The original nodded and thrust into Ink's G-spot several more times, the tight walls making him stimulated and even closer to release. After a few more sloppy pounds, both came. Ink's multicolored semen dripped into the snow. He felt his insides getting filled up with Classic's thick, blue seed. He was too tired to even talk.

The original pulled his member out and watched his semen leak out of Ink's ass. The painter wasn't going to be able to walk for a few days at least. Oops. Classic helped Ink get his outfit back on, though it was mostly frozen from snow. Classic pulled his clothes on and teleported them both to his room.

He lay an extremely sleepy Ink onto his mattress. Papyrus probably wouldn't know if he skipped his shift just this once. Ink fell asleep within seconds. Classic smiled softly and admired the protector's adorableness while he was sleeping.
"I love you Ink." He said under his breath and kissed his forehead, before lying down next to him.

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I'm sorry if this was trash. Still not used to writing smut. Hope you enjoyed. Next will be a little fluff of Geno and Reaper because I need a break from lemons. Sorry if I have to postpone some other requests. Thanks. I'll see you soon.

Edit: Actually, forget the Fluff. Too many requests ^~^""