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Pink Vial; Reaper x Ink

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Sadist dom!Reaper, sub!Ink, blood, small mention of suicide, slightly forced during one bit

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Ink suddenly stepped through a portal, walking past dead and dying echo flowers that glowed a bright blue, slowly dimming in color. After a few moments, Ink came across the person he was looking for. Death, or Reaper.
"We need to talk." Ink stated. Reaper was sitting, surrounded by gray and dead flowers. "It's important. To me, anyway."
Reaper sighed and pat a spot beside him. "Go ahead, then. I've got time." He said nonchalantly. Ink rolled his eyes, smiling against his will as he sat down next to Reaper. "What's up?" Death asked, plucking at a flower's petals.
Ink hesitated for a moment, staring at the ground, before gathering his courage and speaking. "Why am I still alive?" He asked, catching Reaper off guard, who spun to look at the artist.
"...what do you mean?" Reaper asked, staring at Ink suspiciously. Many people in the multiverse were depressed and suicidal, some even coming to Reaper to ask for him to kill them, but he certainly didn't expect Ink of all people to want to die. Then again, Ink had no real emotions, so that makes sense.
Ink's hands balled up into fists. "When a living being's soul is destroyed, they die. Am I correct?" He asked. Reaper hesitantly nodded, not liking where this was going. "Reaper, I have no soul. Do you know why?" Ink's voice was shaking.
Reaper stared at the ground for a moment before nodding, catching Ink off guard. "You ripped up your own soul, effectively destroying it." He informed.
Ink's confused and shocked look suddenly turned into a glare. "I should have DIED from that, Reaper! Why didn't I die from it!?" He shouted.
"...I didn't let you." Reaper sighed, causing Ink to become more confused than before. "I...I hid your location from my brother so he couldn't find you, and after that I just...let you be."
"Why!?" Ink shouted, grabbing Reaper's shoulders. The god flinched, despite a dark blue blush coating his cheeks, and looked in Ink's eyes, which held bright red pinpricks. Reaper had never seen Ink this angry. It scared him. "Why didn't you kill me!?"
"BECAUSE I LIKED YOU!!!" Reaper blurted out suddenly. Ink paused for a moment and let go of Reaper, who looked away. "I found out about your AU and I watched it for a while and you were really fun to watch compared to...well, everyone else there and I started to gain feelings for you and then you destroyed your own soul and showed up in the Doodlesphere so I let you be because I couldn't bare letting you die and when I saw you without any emotion it kind of just broke me and you have NO idea how happy I was when I found you with emotions after that and-" Reaper rambled on and on with just one breath. Ink was blushing, staring at Reaper in a mix of curiosity and confusion.
"Wait wait wait, what?" Ink asked tilting his head.
Reaper took a deep breath and looked away. "I...I watched your AU, before you ripped up your soul." He stated. "And...I started to develop a crush for you? I don't know...but I just couldn't let you die. And...I think I still have feelings for you." He stared at the ground for a moment. "It's stupid, I know, and I know that you can't love me back, but..."
He was cut off by Ink grabbing his cloak and forcing them to make eye contact. Reaper's blush started to intensify, especially when he realized Ink didn't drop dead. "Reaper." Ink stated, making Reaper flinch. "Please, I don't understand..." Ink had started trembling. Reaper wrapped his arms around Ink and pulled him into a hug.
The artist started to sob into Reaper's chest. Reaper gently pet Ink's skull, staring down at him sympathetically. Suddenly, Ink reached up and grabbed Reaper, pulling him down towards him again. The two stared at each other for a moment before Ink kissed Reaper. Reaper made a small sound of surprise and sat there, dazed, before holding Ink tightly and kissing back. Once they seperated, Ink had a bright blush and started fiddling with his sash of vials. He grabbed a pink vial from his sash and started downing it. Reaper was about to stop him, but was too slow as Ink carelessly tossed the empty vial away. Ink pulled Reaper into another kiss, causing Reaper to gasp in surprise. He quickly realized something; Ink hadn't swallowed the pink liquid. Reaper could taste the paint, some having spilt into his mouth. It wasn't as bad as he expected, tasted somewhat like strawberries actually.
Ink had swallowed the remaining paint in his mouth, causing his breathing to hitch slightly. Reaper took the hint and swallowed the rest of the strawberry tasting liquid. It made him feel...strange, like he couldn't feel anything else except love and lust. Ink had separated from Reaper, panting lightly as his eye lights changed to bright pink hearts. It seemed his entire face was coated with a bright rainbow blush. He let out a shocked yelp as Reaper pinned him down. This feeling was so strange, Reaper couldn't explain it, but all he knew was that he had to get as close as he could to the skeleton under him.
It felt so...wrong, honestly. It felt like Reaper was taking advantage of Ink, but then again, Ink was the one who caused this. He pulled off Ink's scarf, then his sash, then the rest of his clothes, one by one until Ink was naked. Reaper traced along Ink's tattoos on his spine, slowly going down to his pelvis and making the artist shudder slightly. It didn't take long until Ink summoned a female ecto body. It was a multitude of colors, of course, the rainbows leaving Reaper to stare at it in awe for a moment. He was snapped out of his trance by Ink squirming under him. Ink looked up at Reaper, panting a little and arms over his head.
The sight only drove Reaper more crazy than that paint was making him. He hurriedly took off his cloak and quickly. Reaper had already summoned a male ecto body and wasted no time in shoving his dick into Ink. Ink let out a scream of pain, about to cover his mouth, but Reaper quickly pinned his arms back down. Reaper looked down at Ink's dazed and pained expression, gaining a small grin at the sight. He slowly thrusted in and out of Ink, the both of them letting out moans and gasps. Ink's moans shortly transformed back into screams as Reaper drastically picked up the pace. He arched his back, pushing Reaper closer to him with his legs. Tears had started to stream down Ink's face from the pain, which was turning into overwhelming pleasure.
"R-REA-AHHH!!~" Ink shrieked out, tongue lolling out of his mouth. His eyes were rolling into the back of his head. Reaper just smirked as Ink's walls twitched around him. Ink was that close already? They had barely gotten started. Reaper suddenly stopped thrusting, causing Ink to let out a sharp whine. Reaper grabbed his scythe and held it up to Ink's neck, causing Ink to freeze up and stare at Reaper, wide eyed, panting heavily, and still crying somewhat.
Reaper just grinned wider and pressed the blade against Ink's neck, Ink letting out a mix of a moan and a gasp as he did so. "If you cum before me, I'll cut you, and I really don't want to do that, Inky!~" Reaper chuckled darkly. Ink just wriggled slightly, moaning a little and his tongue lolling back out of his mouth. Reaper just scoffed a little and started to harshly thrust into Ink again. Ink screamed out, feeling as if he was going to explode. After a few moments, Ink hit a climax and moaned out Reaper's name. Reaper stopped thrusting and growled a little.
"What did I say!?" Reaper shouted angrily. Ink looked up at him fearfully, causing Reaper to growl again. That expression...it was driving Reaper insane, but he couldn't fuck Ink until he punished him. Reaper grabbed his scythe and sliced at Ink's shoulder. He screamed and tried to cover the wound with his hands, but Reaper still had them pinned down above his head. Ink started sobbing, trying to shove Reaper off of him, which only caused him to get cut even more.
Reaper sighed and rolled his eyes. "God dammit, Ink, if you keep fighting back I'll just keep cutting you...I don't want to, Inky, but you're giving me no choice." He stated sympathetically, slicing at Ink's rib. Ink didn't seem to listen, as he kept struggling to get Reaper off of him. After a few moments, Reaper got sick of this and suddenly grabbed his scythe with both his hands and plunged it into Ink's eyesocket. Ink let out a blood curdling scream and tensed up, blood gushing from his eye. Reaper glared at Ink for a moment and set his scythe aside. "Look what you made me do!" He growled. "Will you stop now!?"
Ink nodded, covering his still bleeding eyesocket. He let out choked sobs, whimpers, and was trembling like hell. Reaper stared for a moment with a sympathetic look in his eyes. "Inky...you know I love you, right?" Reaper stated. Ink didn't respond, just kept sobbing. Reaper just sighed and started to thrust into Ink again, much more gently this time. The both of them moaned out, Ink becoming much more tense than before. It didn't take long before Reaper subconsciously started speeding up the pace, until eventually he was just as fast and rough as before. Ink felt like he was going to pass out. Everything was so painful, it was too much, and Reaper could tell. Reaper was trying to slow down, he didn't need Ink falling unconscious on him yet, but he just couldn't. Ink's vision started to get clouded with black dots. He could hardly think now, the only sounds coming from his mouth being gibberish and loud moans. Reaper was practically in the same state as Ink, who could hardly keep his eyes open.
After a few moments, Ink had climaxed again. Reaper let out a sharp gasp and suddenly shoved himself as deep as he possibly could into Ink, roughly hitting an orgasm. Ink moaned out as he felt the hot liquid spill into him. Reaper panted heavily and slowly pulled himself out of Ink, a mix of cum and blood spilling out of the artist almost instantly. Ink was a panting and gasping mess, staring at nothing in particular. Everything was so...blurry, in the eye he could see from anyway, and he could hardly make out the shape of Reaper above him. Reaper sighed and leaned down, starting to lick up the mess that spilt from Ink.
Ink tensed up again and moaned loudly, he felt so sensitive after all that. After a small bit, Reaper had shoved his tongue into Ink, causing the artist to grow even louder. Reaper eventually pulled away, a mix of cum and saliva dripping from his tongue. He swallowed most of it, wiping the rest away from his mouth with his hand. He went over to Ink, who looked just about ready to pass out. He kissed Ink, wrapping his arms around the artist. Ink weakly kissed back before falling limp, leaning against Reaper.
Reaper grabbed Ink and looked at him, quickly realizing Ink had fallen unconscious. He smiled softly and laid Ink down onto the flowers, grabbing the clothes that they had earlier abandoned. Once Reaper had gotten himself dressed, he grabbed Ink's clothes and started to dress him, seeing as how Ink was...well, unconscious. Afterwards, Reaper laid down next to Ink and looked at his eye.
The eyesocket was badly cracked, surrounded by dried blood. Thankfully it wasn't bleeding anymore. Reaper frowned a little and pulled Ink close to him. "I'm sorry..." he murmured, despite knowing Ink wouldn't even hear. Reaper started to feel sleep start to take over him. He cuddled closer to Ink, guilt flooding over him as he did so.
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Sometime later...

Dream suddenly ran into the Doodlesphere. "Ink, oh thank god you're here! Blue and I have been searching for you for ages!" He exclaimed. Ink flinched a little at the sound and looked up from his notebook, turning to look at Dream.
"Oh, hey!" Ink smiled and waved a little, not seeming to realize Dream gasping and covering his mouth.
Dream ran over to Ink and grabbed his shoulders. "What happened to your eye!?" He exclaimed.
Ink just smiled a little and pulled the eyepatch away from his eyesocket, revealing the crack. Thankfully, Reaper had helped him wash the blood away when they had woken up. "It's nothing, see? It's not that bad, I just...fell, and a rock hit my eye." He lied.
Dream just frowned a little. "You know I can heal that for you, right?" He asked. "You might not be able to see through it, though..."
"Eh, why bother?" Ink shrugged and pulled away from Dream, covering his eye again. "Besides, it doesn't even hurt anymore!" He chuckled. Dream just frowned a little, mumbled an "if you say so", and turned away.
Dream sighed and walked off. "Well, I'll be at Blue's if you need me." He regained his smile. Ink just waved goodbye as Dream disappeared through a portal. Once Dream was gone, Ink sighed and looked back at his notebook.
After Reaper's confession, Ink felt...weird towards him. And it wasn't anything like hatred or fear, even after what Reaper did. Besides, it was his fault, he knew Reaper was a sadist and went through with it anyway. It was common knowledge Reaper was a sadist, anyway, so the blame was all Ink's. Yet...it was that same weird feeling that drove Ink to start all of that. The pink vial seemed to have intensified that feeling, as well...so what was that feeling? It took Ink a moment before he connected the dots. The pink vial was love. It intensified the feeling he had. He was still feeling that strange emotion, even now. The love vial intensified it. He was in love. He was feeling love for Reaper.
Ink stared at nothing for a moment before his face erupted in a rainbow blush. He quickly grabbed his scarf and tugged it off, revealing all of the notes that he had scribbled over time on the brown fabric. He reached around, eventually finding the marker he had previously been doodling with. He uncapped the marker and proceeded to wildly write down a new note. After a few moments, he put the cap back on the marker and reread the note out loud.
"You are in love with Reaper..."
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