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Kisses were peppered around Quackity's face. "I missed you, my dear." Wil said with a scratchy voice, holding the younger's face. Q would giggle, placing his hands on the other's shoulders. Touching noses they engaged in a passionate, loving kiss. Wilbur slipped off his trench coat, putting it on the duck. "Gorgeous, aren't you?" He leaned down a bit to hold Q's hands. Quackity hasn't felt this loved in what seemed like forever. "You're an idiot, Soot." Laughing among his words he held his hands back. Touchy-feely, hm? Wilbur would stand up correctly to spin the shorter male and hold Q close to his chest. "All you'll ever be is mine." Whispering close to Quackity's ear. The duck nodded his head, the same genuine smile never once fading away. Wilbur's right hand slowly snaked down the shorter's shirt, his same hand playing with the waistband of Quackity's white boxers. He would gasp, placing his hand on top of Wilbur's right. The gasp was satisfactory. "Wilbur-" closing his eyes tight as the older man's hand ghosted over Q's bulge. A slight moan would escape his lips, Wil slowly rubbed against Q, lifting the trench coat to rub against his ass. "That feels nice; please keep doing that." The duck would demand, being held with Wilbur's left arm he humped against Q's corduroy pants as the older man's right palmed the tent in his boxers. Wilbur moaned, Quackity chuckled as he unzipped his own pants, taking them off for his lover's comfortability. Wil would unbutton the duck's dress shirt, slipping it off as he kept his trench coat on. "You're getting way too hard from just dry humping me," he interrupted himself by turning around to take his boyfriend's pants off. "We'll have to take this to bed, I wouldn't want to crease my new shoes." Wilbur nodded desperately as he watched Q sit himself on the bed, he took this chance to undress himself, only leaving his unzipped pants on. Quackity spread his legs a bit, signaling for Wil to come over. He complied, the duck kneeling on the bed to give his boyfriend a blowjob. Q bit his lip at the size of the cock that sprung out, a dick of the gods, isn't that right? He would stroke lightly before putting the tip in his mouth. Wilbur would grunt as Quackity bobbed his head, the feeling of his mouth made him pre-cum. Warm, wet, tight. His hips bucked into Quackity's mouth, the duck's eyes flashed with shock. He choked at the length. "Fuck, Wilbur!" He said as he popped the dick out his mouth. Seeing the saliva trail made Wilbur forcibly pull Q's hair so his dick would slap against the shorter boy's cheek. "My apologies, Quackity. Your mouth makes me feel so good." The dick twitched in anticipation. The shorter boy only laughed at this, flicking the dick before stroking the tip with his pointer finger. "You can't finish that quick, Soot. You still gotta stick your dick somewhere else." Jerking the cock as he said this, Wilbur fucked Q's hand. The duck couldn't stop giggling as he edged his boyfriend. The taller one looked like he was about to burst. "I'll let you cum, but I'll have to ride you after. Is that alright?" Asking with a careful tone, a needy Wilbur nodded. The duck would open his mouth once again, looking up at his lover with wide eyes. Oh how this made Wil fuck his throat. A few more thrusts later, he exited Q's mouth. With cry lines and a damaged throat, the duck stood up to push Wilbur onto the bed. He would wipe the remaining tears off with the sleeve of Wil's trench coat as he used his own saliva to prep himself. The duck was straddled on his older boyfriend, eyes closed as he fingered himself. The taller boy was enthralled with this sight. Q's whimpers were adorable to Wilbur. The duck would finish fingering himself, Wil's cock would harden as Quackity lined him up. A moan both escaping their mouths as the shorter boy tried to seat himself on the big dick. "You're so huge!" Quoted the duck as he leaned in to kiss Wilbur. He was tearing up from how good his cock felt. "Your insides feel amazing." Wil would say as he hugged the man riding his dick. Quackity would bounce on the corpse he was kissing, the trench coat still staying on. They would moan in each other's mouths, their tongues fighting for dominance over the other. "Wil... I'm about to.. cum!" Sitting up, bouncing faster and deeper than he did before. Wilbur would hold the sleeves to his trench coat, fucking up into the boy. "Me too!" Stuttering his words. He felt overwhelmed from tightness of the duck riding him. Wilbur wanted to cum already, but he knew Q would overstimulate him until he finishes himself. The younger boy would once again kiss Wilbur, holding hands as his hips shook up and down. "I'm cumming!" A muffled scream coming from Quackity as he rode through the orgasm. They would both finish at the same time, the corpse taking this as an invitation to cum inside the shorter boy. The duck get up to straddle his boyfriend a minute after, fucking the cum deeper inside him. He loved the sound of the other's loud moans. "I took your half-virginity!" Joked the duck, it must have felt like forever to Wilbur since they last had sex. Quackity would laugh as he slid the dick out of him, the older man looked like he had the most pleasurable experience in his life. Wil sat up to hug Q, a warm embrace. "Thank you, my sunrise." A soft whisper that made the duck blush. His tail wagged as he hugged his boyfriend back. The smile that glowed on the man's face made Quackity even more happy. "You're welcome, honey. I love you so much." His head rested against the taller's chest. Wil kissed the duck's head, "I love you more than you could imagine." They hugged as Q shook his head, both getting more warm as time went on. Wilbur admired the duck as much as he admired Dream, not the same type of admiration, but the same amount as he did before getting with Quackity. The hug wouldn't stop for a long time.