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skelebonecentral · 1 month

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imposter syndrome 2

continuation of previous

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“ECLIPSE!”

He startled and looked over, seeing the human. They’d found out about his body snatching, his voice and everything. Lunar turned his head and asked, “Who’s that?”

“Lunar, hon, if you don’t mind, stay as still as possible, okay? I’m here to talk to your brother about…us.” They looked furious. He wasn’t scared, but the part of him that had latched onto their stolen tryst was quaking from how badly it wanted to keep those moments as they were and not tinge them with any other emotions.

“What do you really want to do about it?” He finally replied as they stomped up to him, “I did tell you I wasn’t who you thought I was. I di-“

The kiss was unexpected, leaving him speechless as they slowly pulled away, “Did you ever, for a moment, think that maybe I could love you, too?”

“What?!” he stared at them, unbelieving, while Lunar ran away and giggled.

“Eclipse, you’re awful, that’s true, and I do love Sun very much,” you say as you back away, “But I already knew you existed when we made love.”

“You…what? Then why?” he growled, not able to process this, “Why are you saying you love Sun if you’d betray him like this? Why make love with me and pretend it was about Sun?!”

“Because that’s how you wanted it! You didn’t drop the act and I wasn’t going to wound your pride with that. You’re a proud man, Eclipse, and Sun and I had already discussed what to do about the feelings I’d been having. He’s smarter than you think.”

“Clearly.” Eclipse almost wanted to attack you for this insult but he was more intrigued by your motivations. “But you said you loved me, right? How? You know what I’ve done by this point. Trapped them in their heads, made Moon into a pained puppet, separated the twins forever…you’ll never see your Sunshine again.”

“I have more faith in them than that, but I also want to have more faith in YOU than that, too.”

“Faith in ME?” Eclipse laughed, fully this time, “Oh, you are so naïve. What, you expect me to just melt into your arms and beg forgiveness? No.”

“that’s not what I want at all. You aren’t remorseful and won’t be for a good long time, if ever. I said I loved you, Eclipse, and I do, just as you are.” Their hand reached out to him, “I made love to you knowing exactly who was looking at me and who I was looking at. I loved to hear your voice, I loved to be vulnerable with you. If you don’t feel safe letting Sun or Moon out right now, I understand and while I don’t like it, I want you to have your chance at a life. And I want to be part of that life, with you.”

He tried to find an angle, there were so many that could be negative toward him but…that piece of his soul that clung to those stolen moments in Sun’s bedroom were singing at the chance that it was really meant for him.

“What do you really think of me, then? I’m a big boy, I can hear it.”

Their eyes looked sad. He didn’t like that. “Eclipse, you’re incredibly smart, witty, and gifted in robotic coding. You’re vindictive, cruel, and spiteful, too. But I can see where that comes from. I know where YOU came from. And I wouldn’t wish your creation story on anybody. You survived through what would have driven a lesser man into self-destructive insanity. Not untouched, you are quite mad,” they smile softy through the sadness, “But we’re all mad here.”

His cackle was mostly of surprise, but also to hide the sting of how close to the truth their words were. They really did see everything, even if he had been so careful…

“And July 16th?”

“I know that was Blood Moon, not you. Your doing? No. Partially your blame? Yes.”

Another startle, and he felt himself closing his walls, “What are you? You’re not really human, humans aren’t that smart.”

“Some are. I am. Why do you think Moon bothered to have anything to do with me?” they held their arms out fully, utterly defenseless. “Eclipse, right now, you only have Lunar…please let me be someone you can turn to. You were my partner in that moment, and I’m sorry if keeping up the charade with you hurt you in the end. Please, let me love you now, openly.”

They were only human after all, he reasoned, closing the distance. They also didn’t know anything about coding, he knew that from watching through Sun’s eyes. Hell, they could hardly figure out how to run a private Minecraft server with instructions. And all their vital signs pointed to them telling the truth. They really did love him. They really did want him…and that afternoon in the bedroom had been real. It was REAL.

“If you betray me, Hell won’t have half the torment I’ll give you,” he threatened as he cupped the back of their head and turned it up.

“I don’t plan to, but say whatever you have to, Eclipse. I’m here for the long haul,” that smile was the same warm, happy one they’d given him that day. It was real. It was true, and the tentative touch of their hands on his chest made his fans go into overdrive.

He kissed them of his own volition, and they returned it with passion he wasn’t expecting. He was glad Lunar had left them alone. He hoped Moon’s stupid computer got a good view, because he was going to claim that love for himself right here in the middle of the stupid daycare and he didn’t care who saw.

#enswif

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skelebonecentral · 1 month

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Imposter Syndrome

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eclipse, while still hiding in sun's body, experiences adoration and praise for the first time. but it's stolen glory, isnt' it?

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Well, here he was. Alone with the human that was besotted with Sun.

“what do you see when you look at me?” he asked, still using Sun’s voice rather than his own. He wanted to know what possible good they could find in the anxious, weak mess that was Sun.

They blushed, aw, how saccharine. “Uh…w-well, I…Sun, I think you’re wonderful. I can see how hard you try, how patient you are with Moon, how much you sacrifice your own wellbeing to care for others…it’s worrying, but I know you’re coming from a good place with it.”

“Really?” Eclipse acted the part, wide eyed and curious tone, “What if I told you that it was all to make people like me? To force a narrative that I’m the good one even if I have the same violent thoughts as Moon does?”

That…didn’t have the impact he wanted. The human just blinked and said, “Sun, I hate to tell you this, but everyone has violent thoughts now and again. I’ve wanted to punch Moon in the face a lot but I don’t because I can control myself. Thinking a thought isn’t the same as acting on it.”

Eclipse didn’t want to hear that, “So basically even if my inner dialogue was about how disgusting everybody is and how stupid I think they’re acting, it’s fine?”

“It’s not hurting anybody for you to think that, even if I do worry that you’re so upset with the world. Sun, maybe we should have some kind of staff therapist or something. I think you’d benefit.”

He laughed, but he had to control it because they noticed something was up.

“Sun, are you okay? This is really weird behavior from you.” They actually took his hand, and Eclipse faltered. Even with all he’d just said, all the other slips he’d done in front of this person, they were stupid enough to look with concern. They either really loved Sun or had no self preservation. He chose the second option for his assumption.

“I just don’t think I’m really the person you think I am,” he teased the truth, but knew they’d take it another way from the ‘sad’ tone he used.

“I’m willing to learn…Sun, I think you need to hear this now.” They blushed again, all the way to their ears this time as they held his hand, “Sun, I want to be your partner. I know it’s a stressful time, but…I’ve had feelings for you for a while and I just want to let you know you aren’t alone.”

He wanted to push them away, make them lose the feelings they had for his captor, the annoy little wretch, but…he also wanted to see how far this would go.

“You want to date ME?” He acted shocked, then changed tact, “Well, can you show me? How much you want me?”

Their whole body started warming up, he could see it on his sensors, but the agreed with a nod and pulled ‘Sun’ toward the tower. Oh he was going to LOVE lording this over Sun.

“I never expected you to be so forward but…I-I do want to you to know how much I care so…I’ll take good care of you.”

He didn’t want to admit what that loving look did to him. He knew it wasn’t for him, it was for Sun, but…but he wanted it anyway. God he hated that Sun got to have looks like that and be oblivious from his own neurosis.

Taking him to Sun’s room, they laid him down on the bed and stroked his face…Sun’s face. “You look irritated. What’s wrong?”

“I’m just wondering why I get this kind of attention and not other people,” it was getting harder to keep Sun’s voice.

“Because I see you, all that you’ve ever shown me, even the parts you didn’t want me to see. Like just now,” their hands slid down his chest and stomach and it made him arch, “you’re angry and don’t feel like you deserve what I want to give. But you do. No matter how bad the thoughts you’ve had, or the pain you’ve been through, you still deserve to be loved.”

They were still talking to Sun, but…he couldn’t just ignore those words when they’d hit something so deep in his soul.

“P-please keep saying that,” he begged in Sun’s reedy register, feeling it more appropriate than his own growl would have been.

“Of course, sweetheart,” they smiled so softly, making the rage and hurt in his chest well up into his eyes. Why could they not be looking at him instead? He wanted them to say this to HIM and not Sun. “Actions speak louder than words. Your actions toward me have always been considerate,” their hands slowly pulled down the jester pants and exposed the modesty hatch, which was a hair’s breadth from opening from how much Eclipse wanted to feel their touch. “and you’re worth my actions now. You are always worth loving. Always.”

The tears spilled out and the hatch opened, tendril writhing in the sudden chill of the air and petals dripping.

“Can you say that with me, hon?” their hand wrapped around his tendril and stroked gently up and down, “That you’re worth loving?”

“I…” he swallowed, having almost slipped with his voice, “I’m worth loving…”

“That’s my good boy,” they cooed, and his tendril squeezed around their arm as they kept stroking it, “Now do you want me to undress or just take care of you like this?”

“J-just like this. Please don’t stop.” Well, there went his voice a bit, and they tilted their head.

“heh, your voice gets deep when you’re running hot, huh?” they giggled and kept moving, making him gasp and grip the sheets, “It’s very sexy, though. I don’t mind.”

Oh god they’d just complimented his voice. HIS voice. “G-good…mmnn, can’t stop it now.”

“That’s fine, sweetie. You’re still my good boy. Is it okay if I touch your pussy?” their words were so warm and sweet, he just wanted to drink them.

“Please do,” Eclipse hated that he was begging but his brain was not home at the moment. He was being led around by what felt good and he just wanted to feel MORE of them doting on him.

Their smile was so bright, he focused on it and let his mouth hang open, soft moans starting as their fingers went in.

“You’re so handsome when you’re moan for me, love,” they murmured and he arched his back with a gasp as they found the tender spot inside him, “Right there, huh? Okay, thank you for telling me how you can. You’re so open for me, I love you so much.”

He couldn’t think, couldn’t speak, just crying and gasping and writhing as they pleasured him in both places, utterly lost in the sensations and how desperately he wanted their eyes to keep looking into his.

“I want you to just let yourself go as soon as you want. I’m showing you how much I care about you, and that means you get everything you need.”

That alone got him over the edge and spurting all over their hands and his stomach, whimpering as he choked on his voice.

“There we go. Aren’t you so good for me?” They leaned up and kissed him, very gently and loving. Eclipse just hummed needily into it. “Now, let me clean us up and we can cuddle.”

Nodding, he lay there and watched them. Their every move was motivated by tenderness, whispering praises for letting them take care of him, for being so still while they cleaned and not taking over, for giving them the chance to love him.

When they were both clean, the human snuggled into the bed next to him and hugged him tight. “Let’s rest, Sunshine. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

The little nickname hit him like a ton of bricks. Of course…well, the tears were already flowing, why not let them go again? Eclipse held them close and let the body enter sleep mode, because even if he wasn’t in control when it woke up, he wouldn’t want to be. He’d be keeping these memories on loop, over and over…because for a few precious seconds, he was loved.

#enswif

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skelebonecentral · 1 month

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I don't have anyone specific in mind, but ovi and/or breeding followed by protective noms because we must rest and be cared for but also always protected so we can carried around by our very loving pred

since he's been prominent lately, I decided to go with dear Ruin for this.

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The odd blue and red naga clicked his tongue softly as he coiled around you, “Now now, dear, don’t fret a bit. I know it’s odd, but it’ll be the most pleasant experience, I swear!”

You loved Ruin, you really did, but you were so nervous. “What if I can’t hold them right? O-or they break?”

“Nonsense!” his soft, British accented voice curled around you as gently as his coils did. This creature had killed hundreds in his life, but for you, his beloved mate, he was tender as a feather bed. “You’ll carry our young perfectly, my dear. Naga and humans have been mating for as long as memory serves!”

Smiling a little, you let him take your hands and gently bop his forehead to yours, “Darling, you are perfect for me, and our children will adore you. Let me give them to you.”

“Only for you, Ruin. I love you.”

He chuckled softly, almost sadly, “I know, very much so. And I adore you with everything I have.”

Showing his strength, he pressed you back against his coils easily and used one of his hands to gently begin stroking at your bare petals.

It was lovely to have his eyes on you, the blue and red contrast with his black and white body and the blue and golden stripes down his tail. The colorful nature of him was what had drawn you to talk with your beloved in the first place, then drawn in by his eccentric personality and gentle touches until you were head over heels for him.

Now his yellow right hand was three fingers deep in your hole and the blue left was stroking your nipple to stimulate you further, “You must be nice and ready for me, my darling.”

His cooing voice was still louder than the panting breaths you began to make as he used his thumb on your clit while opening you up, “And you’re so very close. All warm and wet, such a deliciously responsive little thing you are. Now, I think you’re going to love this next part, if my guesses are right.”

Drawing his hand back, he instead leaned his upper half over your body, lining up the slit in his hips with yours as his thick tentacle-like dong showed itself. It was yellow and blue marbled, with a small circular opening at the top. As he leaned close, you felt the little pouch in his lower stomach pressing against your skin, full of the eggs he was about to implant in you, “We’re going to be wonderful parents, dear. Just you wait.”

He was able to seat himself fully with one languid thrust, both of you shuddering from the sensation.

“R-ruin, oh my gosh, please…” you begged your partner as he gently rocked back and forth, barely sliding out before going back in.

“I know, my dear, I know,” he groans, and you gasp as something warm and tingling floods into you, “Y-you just have, ah, have to give me a moment to open the way. Patience!”

While the back of your tunnel was incredibly numb now, the front half was incredibly sensitive, and every slide of that eager tendril over your sweet spot was blindingly good. You came quickly, and he chuckled softly despite making little sounds of pleasure himself.

It wasn’t long till you started to feel it, the little bulges sliding into you and vanishing into the numbness, Ruin whimpering, “Th-this is so beautiful, darling. Mmnh, you’ll look so lovely once they grow…ah! J-just give me time to…t-to…mmn.”

His voice trailed off into keens and whines, the relief of the pressure in his egg sac going with he already sizable amount of pleasure from the act, making it easy for him to cum even if it only sped along another egg or two with the additional spurt of his spend.

You writhe as your overstimulated body spasms from the stimulation, and he keeps going, and soon another flush of fluid marked the end of the eggs.

“Th-that should, ha, should plug things up nicely,” he gave a breathless laugh, very gently pulling out of you and letting the few trickles of remaining juices leave. “But I think you’ve had enough for today, am I correct?”

You nod, whole body exhausted and stomach aching from the visible swell of your full uterus. The eggs would attach to your walls and grow, but right now you just could feel the weight of them.

Humming in a tired, pleased manner, Ruin picked you up and cradled you close to his chest, “Then I think I’ll just tuck you away inside for the evening. You need to sleep and I need to take you back to your lovely little home. A cave nest is good for me, but no good for a sweet little human expecting babies.”

The idea of his warm, soft insides as your bed felt heavenly right now, so you nodded and reached up for him eagerly.

“That’s it, dear. You’re always so understanding,” he kissed your face a few times, utterly smitten as he was, then unhinged his jaw.

It was a slow thing, Ruin taking his time make sure you were covered in enough saliva to make the trip easy before starting to gulp you down in relaxed, measured swallows. Not for the first time, you just shut your eyes and basked in the warmth of him, how good it felt to just release your worries and let him take control for a while.

Eventually, you’re nestled at the bottom of his first stomach, hearing his primary heart and lungs working above you.

“Leave everything to me, dear,” he assured you as his hand gently rubbed over you from outside, “I’ll make sure you’re treated with all the love and care you need now.”

As he began to slither out of his nest toward your house, you easily dozed off in the serene darkness.

#enswif #noms

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skelebonecentral · 1 month

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solar's first

request from ao3

Solar getting his first time because he deserves love

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Solar had been hiding himself away for a bit now. It worried you.

It wasn’t that your partner couldn’t take care of himself, he was more than capable, but his emotions were a sea of regrets and turmoil and that wasn’t good for anyone.

Thinking of that, you approach at a time he can’t escape you: during work hours at the theater. At the last few minutes of the day, you head up to the theater and knock at the counter.

He appears out of a back room, and sighs softly, managing a smile, “Well, this is a surprise.”

“I missed you,” you say honestly as he walks around and hugs you, “You’ve been so distant lately and it’s worrying me.”

“Didn’t mean to do that, now,” he muttered, resting his head on yours. “Sorry. It’s just been…hard.”

“Solar,” you hold him tighter, “you know I care about you, right? That you can talk to me about anything?”

“I know…it’s just hard to really want to put my problems on you. I’m the one who made them, why should you deal with them?”

Huffing, you pull back a bit and look up at him, determined, “My boyfriend is hard working, smart, and incredibly insightful. He’s also handsome, playful, and incredibly sexy. If I can’t help him with what very few negatives there are, I’m no partner.”

Solar’s rays were twitching, wanting to spin but he wouldn’t let them. It was adorable. “Keep talking like that and you’ll have people thinking you love me.”

“I do.” You got an idea and grinned, “And I’m going to show you how much. Come with me.”

Taking his hand, you flipped the switch to close the doors to the theater, rushing to the secret door to what used to be Sun and Moon’s room.

“What, exactly, are we doing?” solar asked, amused.

“I…” you stop in the main area, full of junk and soot and broken things, stunned, “Solar, usually…” Blushing hard, you try to finish, “usually that means sex.”

He stared at you, eyes slowly dimming before flashing brightly, “oh my god, really? With me?”

“Wh-who else is my boyfriend?!” you squeak, suddenly unsure of yourself. “You can say no, I just thought- I mean, I was going to…?”

“No, no, it’s okay,” He put one gloved hand over his face, looking flattered and flustered, “I, uh…I just haven’t ever…done that before.”

“You haven’t…had sex?” you blink a bit as he shakes his head, then feel the warmth welling in your chest, “you mean I’d be your first?”

“Yeah?” he looks you over, “Does that mean you still want to?”

“Yes! Oh yes, Solar!” Reaching up, you cup his face in your hands, “I want you, and I want you to know that it’s all of you. Not just the convenient parts of you, not just the ‘fun’ parts. I’d be so honored to show you how it’s done.”

He gave a little puff of relief and smiled softly, “Alright then. I…I hope I don’t disappoint you.”

“Not possible,” you shut that string of thought down now, “Let’s get into your room so we can have some privacy.”

Nodding, Solar pushed the curtain aside and let you crawl in first before following. It was dim, only having a few little things that you and the other had gifted him inside along with the mattress and the old computer Moon had left behind. No sheets even, and you frown. This is getting fixed as soon as possible but loving him is first.

“Let’s get our clothes off first,” you tell him, already wriggling out of your shirt.

“sorry if it’s uncomfortable in here,” he already knows how it looks, good, he’s not trying to deny it, “Just haven’t gotten around to this space yet with…everything.”

“It’s fine, Solar. It’s not uncomfortable for me to be in here,” you assure him as you move on to your pants. He’s already nude, much faster than you with his simple shirt and pants combo instead of a button up and bra and all that mess. His body is as skinny as you expected, but you find it cute and remember how…he hadn’t wanted it. He was forced to use this body by his Moon. Stars, but you loved Solar and you couldn’t help but love his body, too.

“What’s with that look?” he asked, his gloves finally removed and his bare hand touching you for the first time as he rubs your cheek with his thumb.

“Just remembering things, and liking what I’m seeing. You’re beautiful, Solar.”

“Heh, really? I think you’re forgetting what I’m looking at, honey,” his wry words are followed with a soft, slow kiss that you eagerly lean into, goosebumps flooding across your skin as your chests press against each other.

A soft click happens, and you pull back, curious as to what it was. You’re surprised and pleased to see it’s the flat panel on his crotch opening, and gasp as you see what it was hiding.

“Solar, look at you…” you murmur, feeling so happy to see what nobody else had. His penis was more of a tentacle, black with orange marks like a reverse tiger, but under that was a very obvious matching slit with small lips poking out of it. “You’re gorgeous, look at those colors.”

“o-oh…” he sounded shy about it, head turned away slightly, “Thanks, i…I had to do that myself.”

“that had to feel odd, painting your crotch…” you giggle a bit and look up, turning his head back to meet your eyes, “Let’s get you warmed up, cutie. Do you want to play with your dick or pussy first?”

“Uh…well, it’d be easiest with the first one since…well, you’ve got the other set. Haven’t exactly done a lot of research on female on female sex. Or sex in general, now that I think about it,” he gets a thoughtful look again and you smile, gently pressing him back toward the mattress.

“While your planning your next study session, my genius boy, lay down.”

He smirked and nodded, doing as told but looking up at you like he was trying not to laugh.

“What? You are a genius, especially with all your building work. It takes a genius to do all the work you do efficiently and quickly,” You kneel in front of him and smile, rubbing your hands over his body and making him groan softly, “You’re also incredibly self-sacrificing, to a damaging extent. So today we’re going to be making you feel good and letting you know you’re loved. So so loved.”

Kissing slowly down from his chest, you make sure to pay attention to where he twitches and arches when you move your hands and lips down until you’re face to face with that pretty wriggling tendril. “Is it okay if I touch here?”

He nods, but when you don’t move, he uses his voice box, “Y-yeah. Just be careful.”

“I will.” One hand went down between your own legs, starting to prepare yourself even as your mouth closed over the tip of his tendril and started to suckle on it and tease it with your tongue. Huh, hard candy orange, tasty.

Solar made a startled noise and one of his hands gripped the back of your head, but he canted his hips toward you instead of away, so that was a good sign. Very carefully, you worked your way down to the base, then back up, enjoying the little pants and choked sounds Solar was making. Still, you knew he wouldn’t last long like this, and you decided you were prepared enough.

Sliding back, Solar moaned, “Why’d you stop?”

“Because you’re about to have something better,” you chuckle softly and guide the curling organ to your entry, gasping as it buried itself in quickly to escape into the warmth. “ooh, you’re eager even if it’s new.”

He hummed and his hands drew you closer, clinging to you and bucking wildly upward. “c-can’t help, ah, help it. Mmn, never f-felt so warm before…”

All you could do was hang on for the ride, surprising yourself by peaking early for the first time in a while from the warmth, the furious bouncing, and how absolutely smitten you were with Solar.

His whole body shuddered and Solar yelped as he came, steam venting from around his neck as he held you tightly against him.

It took a moment for both of your brains to settle back into their seat as controllers of your bodies, and when that happened, Solar’s whole body went limp, “Damn, and here I thought sex was a lot of fuss over nothing.”

“It’s a good way to bond, though, right?” you ask him, just relaxing right where you are, not even minding that he was still inside you. “And I think it makes my point quite well. You’re wonderful and deserve so much more than you think you do.”

Comfortable silence settled, and eventually the two of you fell asleep just like that.

#enswif

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skelebonecentral · 1 month

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TSAMS Moon

okie dokie, here you go one lovely, sex positive aroace boy being ordered around.

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Moon looked up when you came in and raised a brow, “Bad day?”

You were fidgeting and seemed agitated to the extreme. “Yes. Can we play around?”

He smirked and put his book of quantum physics away and nodded, “sure. When do we start?”

“Now. Bedroom. Strip.” You pointed and he obliged, walking into this bedroom and shucking his pants gladly.

“Good boy,” you growled and Moon felt it zing through his body. He loved how aggressive you got when in the mood as compared to your usual caring, soft spoken self. “lay down.”

“Yes, Captain,” he said, using the preferred term of address for this ‘game’ you two played.

“That’s right, and who are you to me?” you looked furious, sounded furious, but he knew better.

“your cabin boy,” was the casual answer, and the evil grin that came to your face made him echo it.

“that’s right. You’re here to make my bed warm and play around. Now don’t you dare touch yourself unless I say so, right?”

“Yes, Captain,” was the perennial answer, and he watched eagerly as you were undressing.

“Tell me who you talked to today.”

“Sun, Solar, Earth, and Monty,” easy enough, he didn’t have a lot of contacts.

That got him a nod and another question, “have you jacked off since we last did this?”

He blushed, hating this kind of question but it was part of the game, “Yeah.”

“Time and reason,” you snapped back, fully nude now.

“two weeks ago, cause I was depressed and needed the distraction.” He could hear the reluctance in his voice, half nervous how you’d react.

But he got an indulgent smile as you crawled over top of him, “That’s good, then. I want my boy to take care of himself.” Good grief, and those soft hands were running over his stomach as you started gently grinding your hips against his. “My good boy…not doing a thing for two weeks without me.”

He hated the pitiful whine as you took one hand and began to tease his lower lips, thumb rubbing the soft spot of his clit while the other fingers slowly fit themselves inside one by one while his tendril writhed where it was trapped between the two of you, “You’re always so warm inside, Moon. It’s so sweet, feeling how soft and tender you are in there. Cold and analytical to everybody else, but vulnerable and so so good for me.”

Moon was already panting just from this, hearing you coo praises for the qualities he tried not to show anybody. He was getting so close to something, but you pulled back and he gripped the sheets tight to avoid making a noise.

“Now you get your reward for being good,” you cooed and lined yourself up, guiding his tendril into you as you slid down to be flush to his pelvis. “Mmn, you’re just the perfect size, Moon. So good for me, now start thrusting.”

Moon did as told, relieved to finally be able to buck upward and let his body do what it wanted, slamming upward over and over as you bounced from the impact.

“Touch me!” you hissed, leaned over him and mouth hanging open. His hands gripped your sides and held you in place as he kept pounding into your depths, “And d-don’t you dare hold back.”

Knowing he could made Moon go feral about it, snarling as he finally could chase the peak and got there quickly. Noticing he was going to cum first, Moon stuck his thumb against your clit and made it vibrate, easily spurring you to your peak just after he began shooting deep into you.

The blinding pleasure settled eventually and you were limp across Moon’s chest, holding him weakly as his left hand gently rested over your back.

“Thank you, Moon,” you groan softly, nuzzling into him.

“Hey, it makes you feel better and it gets my mind out of the driver’s seat for a bit. No complaints,” the lilt of amusement in his voice matched the light feeling in his metaphorical heart. No, he didn’t experience sexual attraction at all, but the act felt good, it made his dear friend feel good, and helped both of them with the stress and anxiety both experienced. It was one of the few times Moon felt totally comfortable being affectionate, here in the afterglow. “You wanna use our showers again?”

“Yeah.” You lift up, making it easy to feel the shake that always lingered in your body after orgasm, and pulled back, “One of these days, we’re going to have to actually talk first when we both feel bad.”

“ew, talking,” he snorted and the two of you laughed all the way to the showers.

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hmm, do you think something with villainous KC is possible? if you're comfortable with that obviously. whether it's close to what was in the show before he turned over a new leaf, or your own take? idk which ever version I can imagine him still being into breeding-

here we go, kill code ready to slice, dice, and make babies

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The long fingers of Kill Code shushed you gently.

“Now now,” he cooed, slow and dark voice sending shivers up your spine, “I know you are very close to my other self. But has Moon ever touched you like this?”

Ever so softly, he began to brush and stroke at your sides and thighs, up over your chest, as if playing a glass harmonica. And did your body ever start to sing from those so-wanted touches.

“He cannot see us. Cannot hear us. And I know how you have been wanting…” his gravelly voice rumbled as he pressed his chest against yours where you were tied to a bed. Oh god, you just realized you weren’t tied with normal ropes. These were special. These were sex ropes.

A whimper came from your mouth as Kill Code kept teasing your body with those hands, smirk growing by the second. “And I have to say, my dear, your scent has been driving me to distraction since I became aware of myself. You’re very attracted to us, I can smell it, and you’re so preciously patient with my sons…I thank you for that.”

His long claw began to rub the blunt back of itself against your slit through your clothes, a small stream of drool slipping from between KC’s teeth, “And I also have seen your reaction to how…feral, my Blood Moon is. You want that, don’t you, pet?” His red eyes glowed as he slowly clambered over you, tilting his head as he hovered there. “You’re tired of the burdens of polite society, I’ve seen it in your eyes. The exhaustion of keeping up appearances…”

“Kill Code…” you hate how small your voice sounds, but he’s turning you on so much and exactly correct. You’ve always found the celestial animatronics attractive, and you WERE so tired of conforming to everybody else’s standards. And you wanted a break, you wanted to go crazy and break things like Blood Moon and Eclipse did.

“Hmmhmmhmm,” he chuckled and used one claw to slice right through your pants and shirt, but slowly, the ripping of the fabric a long whine instead of a short snap. “Oh, pet, I think we’re going to have a lovely relationship. You’re so ready for all I want to give…and more, if I gauge your scent properly. You see…” Kill Code growled a bit as he tossed the remains of your clothes aside, “while my sons are very much mine, I am not the sort of being to be content with just three heirs. It is a wide world, pet, and I intend to fill it with my progeny. And you…”

Your heart raced, knowing exactly where this was going and being shocked that you were very much excited for it.

“You seem to be the perfect sort of mother for them.” His claw was teasing your core again, now without the cloth to dim the sensation of pressure and the smoothness sliding so easily in the slick environment. “I plan to keep you here, love, protected and free of social burdens, but full of our children near constantly. Does that excite you?”

He could feel the answer as your entrance clenched involuntarily at the thought, and you nodded quickly. Stars, that voice and those deliberate, utterly languid movements were making being bound agonizing.

“Good, now, prepare yourself. I have a feeling we’re going to be successful the first time, and I’m delighted to see what sort of mayhem our firstborn will make.”

His face lowered, mouth capturing yours and immediately invading with his tongue as that claw that had covered itself in your slick dipped into your center inch by inch. He didn’t move it, just pressed in, slowly sinking it in as you groaned into the kiss.

His voice box cooed, “The taste of you is divine, my angel. I will enjoy savoring each part of you in due time. We have eternity together, after all.”

Bucking upward as his finger seated itself fully inside you and began swirling, you could hardly handle being unable to move, and Kill Code seemed to sense it. He used his other hand to undo the binds with a simple tug on the lines, only to use the ends to tease your nipples and neck playfully.

“My dear little mate, you’ve earned your freedom well, admitting to your needs. I had only bound you as a precaution, in case you struggled and hurt yourself in some vain attempt to deny the truth. Such a good girl, though…and I reward those who please me well.”

Another long digit slipped into your body, opening you up with easy strokes and stretches even as your arm wrap around his neck tightly.

“K-Kill Code, please…m-more…”

“Ah, yes, I do believe you’re ready,” He removed his fingers and lined up his hips, mouth moving to kiss and nip at your neck and collar bones, “I am going to bite you, if that is acceptable.”

“Y-yes, please,” you shiver as the idea of those teeth sinking into your flesh revs your arousal higher.

“Good, using your words is very important to me, dearest.” Despite his violent reputation and philosophy, Kill Code was an attentive lover, and he worked up to the bigger bites slowly as his long, black tendril wriggled itself inside you. Bit by bit, it stretched you out in an ever tightening spiral until the whole length was curled snugly within.

Your entrance was throbbing with arousal and the pressure of being so full, and he hadn’t even begun to move yet. Panting and moaning, your massive lover seemed amused by the antics, feeling his smirk widen against your skin.

“Listen to the symphony your body is playing for me. Your body is primed and ready to nurture my seed into a new generation. Beautiful, in all ways.” He slowly began to piston in and out, a deep purring growl in his chest. But his control was slipping now that he was inside and those teeth bit deeper and the rhythm ramped up quickly.

Clawed hands held your hips tightly and Kill Code snarled as he continued to leave bite marks all over your neck, shoulders, and chest. You crashed through an orgasm as he continued, the bunched up tendril pounding into the sensitive spot deep inside over and over. You grip at his shoulders and scream his name, sensitive parts now being overstimulated, and he grunted animalistically and slammed home, his tendril pressing as far back as he could reach in you before spurting out fluid and quickly filling the space.

Kill Code gently canted your hips upward, able to set you that way on his knees once he adjusted himself, still buried in you to keep as much contained as possible. “Love,” he panted, thumbs gently rubbing over your lower belly, “I am more than ready to set this world ablaze just to keep you by my side. Can I please…please call you my queen?”

“y-yes…” you shiver as he begins to gently lap the blood from his deeper bites off your body, a deep rumble of pleasure vibrating through him. “Kill Code, I…”

“Shhhh,” he nuzzled your neck a bit as he finished up his cleaning, “we will talk through all this once everything is cleaned up and we’ve recovered our energies. I can care for my mate just as easily as I can slaughter. Allow me to do so.”

Gladly, you relax and try to catch your breath, amazed at how those dangerous hands could be so very gentle.

#enswif

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skelebonecentral · 1 month

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18+ request: Sub!Moon with Dom!Reader

do you mean TSAMS moon or game moon, because those are two different people for me.

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skelebonecentral · 2 months

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lol, i'm over here with an ovi kink, a breeding kink, and so xenophilic due to being ace that i cannot function.

and i'm just having a blast writing smut. for robots. because i love the robots.

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skelebonecentral · 2 months

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18+ Request: Frank falling in love with a famous celestial themed popstar.

I find 'celebrity' themes pretty challenging, so I'm not going to be doing this one, sorry.

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skelebonecentral · 2 months

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18+ Request: Eclipse having a secret relationship with one of the human workers of the Pizzaplex, could be either a security guard or a Fazcade technician.

it got angsty for a sec but we got it

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There was silence in your little corner of the east arcade, but you knew it wouldn’t last.

Soon enough, slippered footsteps were coming your way and a familiar black and orange figure made his way through the dim neon lights.

A tired smile comes to your face, “Evening, Eclipse.”

“Ugh, you’re still working? Do you ever stop?” he said dismissively.

“Do you?” was the counter argument and he gave a small laugh.

“Well, you have me there.” He looked you over for a moment then asked, “How are you handling this…thing, that happened?”

“Which one? There are several.”

Rolling his eyes, he pulled you away from the air hockey table you’d been fixing and growled, “Lunar blowing me to bits.”

The obvious pain in your expression before you recovered told him enough. His expression turned into a sadistic smirk, “Oh you aren’t doing well at ALL, are you? Heheheh, it’s odd, knowing someone cares more about my temporary death than I do.”

“Eclipse, I’ve had to live without you for months before. I…I know it all started on a lie but it’s true enough now that I can’t go back to not caring.”

His fingers held your chin to look at him and he purred, “You loved me when you thought I was good and it didn’t change when the curtain dropped. And the moment I found you again, you fell into my arms.”

“Essentially, that’s how it’s always going to be with us,” you meet his gaze even as you feel a flame flickering in your stomach, feelings nebulous but definitely turned in his favor.

He analyzed you like that for a moment, then sighed and let go, “If nothing else, your constant affection is a grounding point. They can’t track me now, can’t control where I go or who I talk with so…?”

The question hung in the air, and you just nodded, “Let’s go. It’ll do us both good to let off steam.”

Though it would have terrified anybody else, Eclipse’s arm wrapping around your shoulders were a relief, even with the unsettling feeling of teleporting.

-

Eclipse was already stripping the moment he arrived into the familiar surroundings of your home, huffing from even that effort and feeling your hesitant hands on his arm.

“If you need more time to recover-“

“I’m fine,” he huffed and shrugged off your touch for now, preferring to turn your way and hasten your own undressing. His large hands easily shucked your pants and underwear off in one go, making you gasp. “oh, hush. I’ve done a lot more a lot faster than that.”

“Eclipse, I don’t want you to push yourself, though. Let’s just go slow?” you offer and he growls, but doesn’t argue. Mostly because he needs this more than he’s willing to say. He needs to bury his face in your skin, feel the warmth of your body on his, hear your passionate sounds as he moves inside you.

Already, he had his mouth suctioned to your slit, the sharp points of his teeth teasing the edges of your petals as his tongue dug into the depths. He was glad his voice box could work while his mouth was occupied.

“God, you’re already sopping wet. Did you really miss me that much?”

Your pitiful whimper and your hands gripping his rays would have told him enough, but you spoke, “Eclipse, I love you…”

“Please…you know I can’t return that, right?” the derision dripped off his words as his eyes flicked upward, but the look on your face sent a bolt through his core. Adoration, pain and desperation and utterly unfiltered love. No one had ever looked at him with that kind of openness and it made his processor short for a second.

The cessation of movement had you whisper, “Eclipse?” and he got up, almost throwing you on the bed and looking right into your eyes.

“You’re entirely serious about loving me,” he hissed, disbelief flooding all over him, “I thought you were just letting your lust talk but you aren’t. What are you THINKING?” holding down your wrists to the pillows, shivers going across his body, “I die. That’s how this is going to end, we both know that. Why would you let yourself go through that for a piece of shit like me? I know I’m mad, I know I’m horrible, I don’t pretend not to be, but you KNOW I am, too.”

The smile, the tears in those soft, almost meltingly tender eyes, hurt his soul even if he’d have said he didn’t have one. “Eclipse, that’s how love works. It’s not logical. It’s not for our own benefit. It’s always about the other person. I know you’re terrible, I know it’s bad for me, but I can’t stop even if I wanted to. And I don’t.”

Drops of black liquid start to fall on your face, and it’s only when your tears start to flow that he realizes those black dots are HIS. It’s all he can do to whisper, voice sounding lost and broken, “But you know. You know EVERYTHING I’ve done. Lunar, Blood Moon, kidnapping Foxy and changing your memories and…”

“And it doesn’t change that I like to hear your voice, that I find your presence comforting and familiar, and that I don’t feel whole without you.”

He sobbed, hand slapping over his mouth even though that wasn’t where the sound came from, but it was the principle. Holding your gaze was impossible as his carefully constructed understanding of the world started to crumble, so he let his forehead sit on your chest as he cried and shook, already fragile mentality undone with the simple realization that he actually had won the love of someone, anyone, and all the implications of that. He wasn’t above being loved, it already happened. He wasn’t beneath being loved for the same reason. He wasn’t worthy but it happened, he hadn’t succeeded in any sense, but it happened. Which meant it could have happened before. It could have happened without his grand schemes, without the star, without any of the despicable things he’d done and had done to him.

Your warm, gentle fingers stroking his back eventually brought him out of his horrified spiral. Even when his façade of superiority had vanished entirely, you had not left him, had not wavered, and were even now silently comforting him without derision.

“How can you even look at me?” he asked in despair.

“The same way we all gazed at the first picture of a black hole. Because in all the implications of destruction, there is an overarching beauty. You are a beautiful disaster, Eclipse, and I would rather savor every incandescent moment with you than look away to save myself the pain.”

He searched her face, wanting to see falsehood and betrayal and other things he could understand. But no. Nothing sinister met his eyes and he could do nothing but accept it. He was loved. Truly, deeply, unconditionally.

--

It shocked you when after his breakdown, Eclipse kissed you with a fervor you’d never known. His free arm wrapped around your waist and lifted you up to him, chest to chest and back arched as your hips fairly dangled due to his strength. To ease the tension on your back, you wrapped your legs around his middle and found his tendril already squirming into your warm core.

Gasping, you feel him start thrusting into you while kissing desperately. His eyes were closed, he’d released your wrists and was caressing your face, neck, and breasts. Whimpering into him as he began to speed up, his teeth scraping over your lips and tongue before sliding down to bite and suck at your neck and collar.

“E-eclipse?” you questioned in a whine, and he began to talk, as he always did when you made love.

“I’m not letting go of you now. I’m not letting go of this life, no matter what Moon wants or anybody else. I’m not DYING again when I know it’s STUPID and I’ve got SOMETHING worth being here for, damn it!”

You could only moan and yelp as his teeth dug into your shoulder, your orgasm seconds away as he kept pouring out his thoughts.

“You’re mine! You’re more mine now than ever because I’m ready to say it. You’re mine, and I am going to make that COUNT for something. I’ll play nice, I’ll play so damn nice they’ll think I’ve cracked, but it’s just a means to the end of getting loose so I can DO SOMETHING with myself and take you with me out of this unhinged mess of a town. I can make things, I can invent all the tech on Earth over again if I have to and pay to put us up in style. You’ll never have to clean gum out of a coin slot again in your LIFE, not MY consort.”

Consort, the word hit your mind and a bubble of laughter made its way out of you after he slammed you through a peak that tensed every muscle in your body.

“My king…” you breathed, the words you’d teased him with in quiet moments now said in earnest, and as he opened his eyes, you saw that devious smirk you knew so well.

“Say it again,” he ordered and you obliged, thought it was stammered as he shook your sensitive body with the rapidity of his pounding. “That’s right. That’s exactly what I am, even if nobody else sees it that way. I’m your king, and you’re going to be treated like the fucking queen I’ll make you. And I don’t care who knows it anymore. This.” He grunted and his pace fumbled a bit, “is my life and I’m making it,” he lost his breath for a second but kept going, “I’m making it with you.”

His voice box went static as you felt a rush of warm fluid in the deepest parts of your body, and he laid gingerly on top of you, resting mostly on his own knees and elbows.

“Don’t,” he panted, wetting his mouth a moment, “Don’t tell them I cried. But tell them you’re my partner. I want them to know the stakes just got higher.”

You nodded and began to kiss his rays with all your love. “My Eclipse,” you murmur, and you love the pleased hum that vibrates against your chest.

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skelebonecentral · 2 months

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18+ insecure Frank? maybe he doesn't have genitals, maybe he's worried about stabbing you with his face, maybe he has a microdick. But we love him anyway

i got it, added in some nice wire play

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You and Frank had been…well, dating might be a stretch. It’s hard to quantify the relationship when the mysterious bot would just appear, go on some sort of outing with you, and then vanish. Especially since he could really only breathe in various ways to communicate. Speech hurt him.

But now he was showing you where he slept. It wasn’t a lot, just a mattress in an out of the way room of the Pizza Plex, with a few pictures printed out and stuck with tape to the shelves above. Art of Frank, that you’d seen on shows the other animatronics did, and a few you hadn’t seen before.

Frank sat on the mattress with his knees up to his chest, staring at you over the top as his nose poked out between his knees.

“You have a lot of fans, huh?” you smile and gesture at the pictures before sitting next to him. He breathes slowly in and out once and you hum a bit. That was usually an agreement. “Makes sense. You’re a good person, and you deserve it.”

He leans on you slightly, another long slow breath, then holds your hand tightly. It feels good just to be here in the quiet with him, the smooth texture of the jutting parts of his face brushing your arm and cheek.

Shifting a bit, there’s a bit of a crackle and his voice croaked out, “Touch please?” His eyes look uncertain, cautious.

“Touch?” You look at him and he turns to lean against the wall, nodding. “Where?”

Looking aside, he fiddles with his chest and opens it up, also pushing his pants down to show that there was just a smooth plane there. “No bits…” comes wheezing out as he looks down, clearly ashamed.

You realize what he’s saying. He has no ‘sexy bits’ at all, but wants to be intimate. So he wants you to touch his wiring.

“Oh, Frank…” you coo softly, adjusting your sitting place and get closer, “if you don’t mind, I’d be honored.”

His eyes searched over your face, and then a calm sigh left him as his arms fell to the sides to give you full access. As tenderly as you could, you began running your fingers along his wiring, stopping when he flinched, “Too much?”

He shook his head, one hand guiding yours back to the place and curling your fingers around the wires there as his fans kicked up to cool him. “oh. Oh that was a good flinch.”

A nod had you playing with that area more, testing individual wires to see which ones gave more of a reaction, teasing the best ones with slight tension and flicks. Frank shuddered and panted, the breathing noises all you could get but loving every moment.

“Tell me if it gets too much,” you caution and he nods again, a whine from his damaged voice box sending a thrill to pool in your stomach.

You give a red wire a small tug and he jolts, fans buzzing even faster, but you keep going since he hasn’t made a move to stop you as you wait. Sharp gasps and long exhales slide around the room as you continue to explore the sensitive connections and lengths of his internal systems, one hand now clamped to your hip as he arches upward, posture begging you to dig deeper.

Gladly, you do, burying your hands in a tangle of wires and flexing your fingers around in it. A garble of static shoots out of Frank and he spasms, his color-changing skin flashing through a variety of hues before he settles tiredly against the wall.

“Was…was that good?” you ask, curious, but having loved the display. Frank nods, hand unclamping stiffly from your hip (leaving a bruise but that’s fine) and stroking your cheek lovingly.

You laugh softly, closing his open chest plate and snuggling up beside him, “Then I’m definitely happy with the outcome. You’re a mystery, but I like figuring you out.”

A low hum comes out of him, and you’re held close and tight. You guess he won’t be disappearing like usual this time.

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skelebonecentral · 2 months

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18+ request for TSAMS Cured Ruin: I believe he is a PURE virgin so what I'm basically asking is a sub Ruin with a Dom Reader.

ask and you shall recieve

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Ruin was more than elated with his partner.

They were kind to him, trusted him and happily spent time by his side, even if he was just fiddling with the arcade machines again. DJ had introduced them, as they were one of his lighting technicians and thus helped around the arcade.

Right now, they were cozied up in the security office of the back rooms, in the blind spot of the cameras so nobody could spy on their cozy time.

His human cooed softly, “Ruin, honey, I’d like to try something with you.”

“What’s that, dear?” he purred, sort of lost in how warm and comfy he was in their arms.

“I’d like to maybe try having sex?”

His whole processor stopped for a second before jittering back to working order, “Ha-having…? I…w-well, yes, I would l-love to but dear, I, well, I c-can’t say I….I don’t exactly…know what to do?”

They look at him for a moment, then ask gently, “Is this a thing you forgot because of your past…?”

“No, no it isn’t, but I am quite flattered you’d think I’d have…th-that ANYONE would have wanted me in that fashion. Not even when I was separate people! Hah…b-but that’s…”

He stopped talking when he felt their hand on his face, “Then let me love you that way first. I can show you what to do.”

Ruin’s optics slid around their face, confused, nervous, but feeling the heat building in his modesty plate, “I…I would like that.”

“That’s my good boy,” they kissed him softly before gently putting pressure on the front of his shoulders. “Lay down, cutie. I’m taking care of you today.”

Shivering in nerves and anticipation, he did as they asked, lifting his hips when asked so they could remove his pants.

They undressed as well, his eyes locked on their petals as they were revealed, “I don’t know what you have, sweetheart, but can you work with this?”

“Y-yes, please, I-I do have both sets…” he blushed, and that was enough for his panel to slide back, revealing that he was being very truthful. His equipment was marbled yellow and blue, tendril curled in a spiral around itself from his uncertainty.

“Well, lucky lucky us,” they giggled a bit and looked at him, eyes sparkling and a small smile, “Can I touch, love?”

“Yes, of course,” he had to wet his mouth, embarrassed as his own folds became soaked quickly just from the idea of being touched.

“I have to say,” their fingers are so tender as they twirl around his tendril, making it cling to the warmth of them, “never thought I’d have such variety when I got to see your whole beautiful self.”

“I-I’m what?” Ruin shuddered and looked them over, desperate for the positivity.

“Beautiful,” they coo at him, beginning to stroke his tendril as it gets firmer in their hands, “I love the cute little colors you have,” they adjusted themselves, leaning over him as they keep stroking, “your smooth accent and voice, those sweet little stammers…there’s not much about you that I don’t absolutely adore…maybe just the fact that I can’t instantly convince you how truly fantastic you are.”

“o-oh goodness…” his processor is swimming with arousal and overwhelmed with praise he received from nowhere else. But it had to be their truth, because his partner had never lied to him before, not even once.

“Ruin, baby, you’re doing so well for your first time,” their free hand rubbed up his body as they aligned, “I’m going to let you inside me now, okay?”

“I can’t,” he had to swallow to get around the panting his fans were forcing on him, “promise I’ll last much longer, though…”

“You don’t have to, hon,” their soothing tone as they guided the end of his tendril into their tunnel, letting it bury deeper on its own as they gingerly lowered themselves. “I want to make this magic for you. And you’re making me so happy just as you are.”

His hips bucked as they seated fully, whimpering as his hands scrambled for a bit before grabbing their hips and holding on for dear life, “P-please darling…fa-ah! Faster please!”

“Gladly,” they rolled their hips against his and he writhed, unable to hold himself still, shuddering gasps and guttural sounds seeping out of his voice box. There wasn’t a thing in his mind now, and he couldn’t stop the movements of his body.

A string of drool came from his mouth as he moaned loudly, making them whine, “Ruin, baby, keep singing for me. I love you so much,” as they met him thrust for thrust until they began to stutter their pace.

“I-I’m gonna! Mmn!”

Ruin squealed as he came, and his lover rubbed a few more times before they clenched around him, taking in every drop of spend he had.

A few hurried breaths were between them, and after their bodies both spiraled down from the heights of pleasure, ruin slowly blinked back into himself and let out a deep sigh, “My word, no wonder the humans are so eager for this…”

“We are an instinctual sort of being,” his partner hums as they slip off of him and take some wet wipes out of their bag, beginning to clean the both of them up, “but you did so awesome, sweetie, and I’m glad I could be your first experience.”

Softly, he laughed and hummed, watching them get everything clean before the both of them redressed and continued their previous cuddle session.

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skelebonecentral · 2 months

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rescuer reward

request from ao3 for more kill code loving

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Kill Code nuzzled into his lover as they were sitting in the park, having just left the botanical gardens and heading back home to have dinner once they recovered for the walk. Their stomach growled, and he chuckled, “I think you deserve a small snack, dearest. Let me get you some popcorn and we’ll share it before heading home.”

Getting up, he went to the little cart nearby and stood in the line, getting about halfway through when he heard a yell in his lover’s voice. Turning, he saw a mugger menacing them with a knife and his inner calm SNAPPED.

-

Watching Kill Code launch his huge body at top speed into the mugger was a huge relief, and you knew by now the sound of your lover’s snarls and the screaming that he was in his hunting mode. Turning away was easier. So you closed your eyes, crouched down, and covered your ears.

The worst part was the flecks of blood you felt wetting your fingers and clothes, but it wasn’t long before you were picked up by the scruff of your shirt and held tight to Kill Code’s chest as he dashed back to your home.

“Love,” you whisper to him, holding tight as he runs on three out of four limbs to be faster, “you eliminated the threat. You don’t have to run like this.”

There was no response, and it didn’t surprise you. Kill Code never consciously harmed anyone anymore, and your life being in danger had flipped his switch back to base code. He was running on pure instinct and that meant he was taking his mate back to their nest and nothing was going to get in the way of that.

“oh darling,” you sigh, knowing he’d be devastated when he woke up from this, “just calm yourself a bit, hm? I’m safe. I’m right here.”

A rumble came from his chest, and he did slow down, though that was mostly because you were now in his part of the forest and he felt more secure. Going back to walking on two legs, he lifted you into a one handed bridal carry and checked you over with the other hand, whining as he saw the blood flecks but cooing on licking them away to find nothing. His long black tongue was a little rough, but he was concerned for your wellbeing and you laugh softly, “My big strong man, taking such good care of me.”

The little happy noises you were making helped calm the feral side of your partner, and he came a bit back to himself, “My mate…all safe?”

“Yes, all safe. I don’t hurt anywhere and you got me back home. Look.” You gesture forward and he can see the little campsite that was home for the two of you.

He chirruped and headed into the trailer, quickly placing you in the ‘nest’ of the large bed in the back room and then gathering snacks and water before curling around you.

--

He was vaguely aware now, his instinct to protect and provide satisfied. His mate was lying in the curl of his body, their hands rubbing his face and chest, teasing the joints of his neck and shoulders.

“Feel good?” he asked, soft, wavering. He could recollect what had happened a bit but it was mostly vague feelings of anger and satisfaction.

“Perfect, Kacey,” they smiled at him, and he purred. “Now, let’s try to get you more settled into yourself. You’re still out of it. I can tell in your voice.”

He whined, wanting to stay in the soft haze of being semi-feral and not having to think about consequences and just listen to what his body told him to do, but their kiss was enough to silence that.

“Kill Code, darling,” they murmured as they kissed all over his faceplate, finally resting their forehead against his, “you know we can’t make love if you don’t come back to me fully. It’s not responsible.”

That shot him a bit more awake, more aware of himself and his surroundings. His hands gripped around their waist gently, and he fought to speak, “Keep going…it’s working.”

“Good. Just listen to my voice, then. Who are you?” they kissed him deep and he purred.

“Kill Code,” he curled one hand around their waist and moved the other to the back of their head, gripping softy into their hair. “but I prefer Kacey.”

“Who is your family?” they crooned as they sat back and slipped off their shirt.

“I have none at the moment,” he sighed but traced his eyes over their body, “but I had three children, all dead. And a brother, though he never accepted me verbally.”

“That’s right, sad as it is.” Their hands slowly lowered their pants and underwear, “and what do we plan to do?”

“Make a new family, just us two…” he purred as they took of his pants as well, “and any little ones you deign to give me.”

“Right again, love.” Guiding his hand, they curled the back of his fingers into their drippy folds to tease their sensitive nub, “and I think saving my life means you’re more than worthy of starting that process.”

“Oh darling,” he rumbled, tearing up a bit before shifting their body to be more over his midnight black tendril that searched upward to curl into their warm core. “Would you really be ready for that?”

“I am,” they lowered themselves down and shivered as his tendril worked itself inside, “You were born into this world a father, let me restore that title to you.”

Unable to help it, Kill Code drove himself home that instant and got a cry of bliss out of his lover, “I thrill at the thought of the beauty we make together.” He growled the words, both his mind and instincts feeling electric at the idea. “I’ll keep you so busy and full of our children that you won’t have any time to be vulnerable again. And all the world will know that you are MINE.”

“Oh baby, that’s exactly what I want!” He purred as they held tight to his arms while his hands were supporting their back and holding their hips to keep them close. “give me everything, Kacey, please.”

“Certainly, love,” he grunted and went faster, his lanky body curling to accommodate the wish, and his soul thrumming as his love moaned loudly in their peak of ecstasy. “Just a bit…more…”

He finally clamped their hips to his as his tendril quickly filled every nook and cranny of their insides with his essence. After a few moments, the both of them had come down from their highs and the large animatronic unlocked his finger joints to stroke his lover’s face.

“No one will ever take you from me, I swear it. And we will make a happy family together,” his whispery voice made them tear up and lay over his chassis, happily snuggling with him to enjoy the afterglow.

Enjoying themselves enough, a while later, Kill Code used his strength to lift them both up and head to the bathroom, turning on the shower and sitting on the little seat inside before unseating his tendril so everything could be washed away. As carefully as he could, KC cleaned the both of them off, using the cherry scented soap his lover enjoyed, whispering his praise to them.

When they were both clean and warm from the water, he dried them both off and redressed them in pajamas, then started making dinner. After all, snacks could only curb hunger so much.

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skelebonecentral · 2 months

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18+ request for TSAMS New Moon (this one's gonna be a bit long also):

Voyeurism Remote Control Vibrators Praise Kink Bondage Kink

Is a Giver and RARELY a Reciever

You can do these separately if you want.

here you go, New Moon having a good time being silly

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Moon glanced up at the monitor he had reserved for his bedroom, snickering as he saw the confusion and then realization of his partner. Over the intercom, he called in, “hey, hon~ you like the surprise?”

They fidgeted, tied to the bed as they were, and sighed, “What’s the game, Moon?”

He cooed to them, “I’m busy tonight, still on Eclipse’s nonsense. Buuuuut, I also wanna fool around so I made a remote system for that.”

“remote system?” they asked, then flexed their body a bit before remembering they couldn’t move.

“Uh huh,” Moon’s grin was getting sinister, though they couldn’t see it. “So, you’ve got a remote vibe in a couple places, and I’m just going to be playing with them while I work. That cool?”

“yeah, but you better make it worth my time.”

“I’ll make you cum like five times.”

“Deal.”

Oh he liked playing with them like this. While he didn’t feel attracted to people in general, he DID find videos arousing, and he definitely liked this kind of video, so the thrill of putting his partner into this kind of situation was more what he was after.

Turning on one of the vibrators, he saw them twitch and wriggle a bit, smirking before he got back to work, idly pulsing the vibe as he listened to their whines and gasps. After a while, he switches to a different vibe, doing the same while reading through his search data. This went on for several minutes and then he finished what he was doing and put his full attention on his partner.

“How’s my little sparkplug?” he asked through the intercom and got a moan of arousal. “hehe, sunny better be glad I waited for him to be gone to do this. My baby doll still okay?”

“Y-yes, b-but Moon please…”

“I can see the wet spot on your lace down there. I’m ready if you are.”

“Yes, please! I need you!” Pleaded his put upon lover.

“be right there.” He clicked off the intercom and got up from his desk, playing with all the vibe controls as he leisurely went. But when he opened the door, they were panting and struggling on the ropes.

“P-please let me move…” they begged, and he chuckled.

“You’ve earned it, hon,” he untied them, purring his motors as he slid his pants off and let loose his wriggling tendril of solid dark blue silicone, “I’m so lucky I’ve got you around to play games like this. You’re the best.”

They bucked into his hand as he touched their lower lips, taking the vibes off their clit and the fleshy folds beneath it, also taking the two on their nipples off. “Look at you, absolutely ready just from one touch. I got damn lucky to get into a relationship with you instead of some hard to please hardass.”

Happy, Moon slid into their pussy easily and started to work them up more, “You’re so perfect for me, you know that? Letting me work,” he sped up, “being patient and kind even when I get stupid tired and snap…god, I love you.”

They whimpered and he smirked, “Who’s my good girl?”

“I-I am…” they answered breathily.

“Who sits with me in the long nights?” He’s purring as he’s thrusting roughly, “Who sleeps in my lab on an air mattress to force me to rest? Who’s the one giving me bolts at 2 am so I don’t fry my own wiring with overwork?”

“M-me! I am!” their voice was reedy and panting, unable to do more than short spurts of speech as they yelped and shuddered, orgasm overwhelming.

Slowing down, Moon crooned as he worked through it, “How many times have you cum, by the way?”

“th-three…”

He cackled, “oh, then I get to have two more of those before this is over. And you know I can last a looooong time.”

“Moon…” they begged, body shaking, “please…”

“I’ll be good to you, don’t worry,” he leaned down and gently bit at their chest, sharp teeth leaving little red indents in their flesh, “I can read you like a book, and I want it to be a good ending.”

They nodded and he kept working on them. It was going to be a fun night.

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skelebonecentral · 2 months

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18+ request (Fair warning this one's gonna be a BIT long):

Killcode Moon with these kinks (you can do each separately if you want):

Is a Pillow Princess Overstimulation Breeding Kink Ownership Doesn't really have any boundaries as long as his partner treats him well and gives him plenty of aftercare and attention

and here we go (heh, got to admit, i don't really know that much about what aftercare means since...well, ace)

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Kill Code was incredibly flattered as his new partner straddled him, forcing his long body to lay back in the bed. They’d discussed intimacy before, but this was their first time trying it out.

“I’m small but mighty,” they grin, and he laughs, blushing with his long claws covering his face.

“my dear, be careful,” he warns, but is purring as they begin to gingerly explore his body with their hands, “Once we begin, I’m not sure if all my instincts can be contained.”

“Your instincts?” they tilt their head, then give a little laugh, “Kacey, my dude, I am all for it. Go feral on me, I signed up for it when I swiped right.”

He loved them using his kinder name, making his long tendril twitch and curl against their back, black tinged ooze painting an abstract pattern already. He hissed and twitched when they’d find a tender place along the seams of his body, especially once they scooted back and played with his sensitive seams around his legs as well as his tendril and the soft spot underneath.

“You going to let me ride you, Kacey?” they cooed and he nodded, back already trying to arch but they were sitting on his legs. “let me milk you dry?”

“Y-yes, please…l-let me breed you, darling, I beg of you.” He felt so embarrassed to be saying it out loud, but the way their eyes glittered and a happy expression of surprise lit the rest of their face, he knew he’d done a good thing.

“oh, big boy, you want to be a daddy again?” the words were soft and tender, their hands ceasing their teasing and instead gently rubbing up and down over his stomach as they lined themselves up to him, “That’s so sweet. Of course you can,” they purred as they slowly sat on his length, shuddering in delight as the small tip slowly grew out to the base, tightly curled in the relatively smaller tunnel of their body, “I’d love to give you so much, my sweetest little nightmare.”

“please,” tears started to gather in his eyes, lying back, hips canted up to get more sensation as his partner started to bounce themselves, “i-I want…mngh, I want it…”

“You’ll have it, sugar scream, you will,” he liked that they acknowledge he was scary to look at but tempered that with how adorable they found his personality. It let him still feel powerful even if he was a new man from his origins. “I’ll let you fill me up over and over till you’re happy, cause you’re mine, and I want you happy. I take very good care of my partners…” they giggled, “Because they’re mine, they deserve the best. So you do now, too.”

“M-mine?” he ventured and they nodded, making him groan as the coil in his gut tightened, “My babies, my partner, oh stars…” his claws were gripping into the bed, tearing little lines in the sheets. A low growl grew in his chest, making him buck more as his mind hazed over and the more instinctual side of him came forward.

“My good boy Kacey,” his partner moaned softly, “t-taking me so good, making me feel soooo good. Y-yeah, keep bouncing me.”

“Mine,” he whined, one hand over his face as the other had a deathgrip on the now ruined sheets, “take it, please, all of it, keep it till you’re pregnant…”

“I will, sugar, I will,” they whimpered and gasped, “I-I’m gonna, mmn. It’s coming…”

“Mine mine mine,” he growled and the hand on his face flashed to hold around their waist and held them there, thrusting wildly. They clamped around his member with a yelp, and he kept going because there was no stopping at this point. He snarled and his sharp teeth actually bit his own lip, making it bleed, but there was nothing in his mind other than the need to breed.

“T-too ma-ah! Much!” his partner mumbled out, shuddering as he continued to slam into their overworked parts, but the blissed out look and happy squeals made it clear they were liking it.

It took a few more moments, but Kill Code gave a near roar as he held them tight to his hips, unleashing a torrent of seed deep inside them. A few seconds of heavy breathing, and his thinking capabilities came back, hands unclenching from them and stammering, “o-oh dear…I seem to have gone overboard a bit. Are you quite alright, dear?”

“That was…amazing,” his much smaller partner flopped forward, nuzzling into him with a satisfied sigh, “I’m going to love being yours, Kacey, dang.”

He smiled a bit sheepishly, stroking their back with his claws, “If you say so, love. I would not want to overwhelm you, though.”

“Nonsense. I like it when you overwhelm me. I thought you’d just lay there and take it the whole time but you GOT it once those instincts you were so worried about kicked in.” They laughed weakly and he felt a bit less shy now. To be honest, he was too afraid to damage them when his full mind was active, so he’d probably not be able to repeat this performance until he was deep in again, but at least his partner approved of the dramatic switch in behaviors.

But…he notices bruises and small cuts on their legs where he held them and whines, disturbed, “I’ve hurt you, dear…”

“Wha?” they look at their legs and giggle, “These little things? Oh, hon, that’s nothing to me.”

“it’s a lot to me and I don’t like it,” he began to shiver, worried as the scent of blood hit his sensors. No no no, he wasn’t going to be that person again.

“hey, hey,” They took his face and made him focus there instead, “I’m going to clean us up and that will not be a problem. Then we’re getting fresh sheets and I’ll be holding you all night after I get us some snacks and water, okay?”

He nods, too flooded with shame to speak.

“I’ll take good care of you, Kacey, and I swear you take the best care of me. Do not feel bad about yourself.” They got up and grabbed some wet wipes from the bathroom, getting themselves clean before crawling up to him and cooing softly as they wiped his thighs and the tip of his tendril, “My sweet specter, don’t ever feel bad about loving me with your everything. Look at you, so big and you treated me so well. I’m so proud of you.”

He soaked in the praise as it soothed his anxieties, sitting up to take the water bottle and package of dried fruit they handed him as they crawled back onto the bed, slotting themselves against his side. “We’ll get the new blankets after you’ve rested, hon. You did a good job and I want you to know I appreciate you letting me be with you like this.”

He hummed, much happier as they cuddled into him and sipped on their own water. He didn’t much care what they had asked of him in the bedroom, but the fact they were so attentive afterward just made everything all the sweeter.

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skelebonecentral · 2 months

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If you are okay with requests here...Maybe Solar having a tender but spicy meetup with his partner either after hours at his job in the theater or even simply in the spare bedroom in the house? Sorry if this is too vague, I rarely request 18+ stuff lol

here you are friend :)

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Solar was so tired, and he just could NOT bring himself to do much more than go to the backstage of the theater. To his surprise, as he left the concessions area, he saw his partner waiting for him.

“Well, that’s surprising. I thought you would’ve gone home by now,” he smiles a bit, walking over and taking their hands as they look up at him.

“I had a notion that I’d be a good idea to stay. I kind of…want to do something. A-and we don’t have to, but…” the blush on their face clues him in and the teasing side of him flares up.

“Oh, is somebody missing me?” He hates how much he sounds like that cringefest Eclipse when he teases them, but at least his partner doesn’t know that.

“Of course I miss you, you’re a workaholic!” they lightly bat at his chest and he laughs softly, “Look, you told me to be open since you aren’t good with subtlety on romantic things, so can we…c-can we just have sex? Please?”

That froze him and his rays rotated in and out of his head like a loading screen wheel for a second before he nodded slowly, “Y-yeah…and I’m sorry if…if I haven’t been an attentive partner because of my work, I just-“

“Solar.” They hold their hand up, and he leans down, putting his cheek in their palm, “I’ve known about you being an incredibly hard worker since Lunar first told me about you before his…uh, incident. I’d be worried if you DIDN’T put your all into every project. So I understand, and I’m proud of you, but I’m only human and I do love you so… can you blame me for feeling a little needy?”

“No,” He led them behind the screen and down into the secret area, to one of the old dressing rooms, “I kind of feel the same, but I only just realized I’m irritable because I’m pent up, too. Wouldn’t have even realized if you hadn’t been so direct.”

“That sounds like you,” they laugh softly and squeeze the hand they’re holding, “so how do you wanna do this?”

He grinned, showing his teeth finally, “Oh I’m going to make you feel like you turned into a slime or something. Just tenderize you from the inside out.”

Their face turned bright red, and he laughed happily despite being incredibly serious in his intent.

“But first, we start soft…” he puts his gloved hand to their cheek, brushing stray hair back behind their ear, “cause no matter what else happens, you have to know I’m going to cherish you for the rest of my life.”

“Gosh, Solar, and you say you’re not good at feelings,” they steady his arm with their hands, nuzzling their face into his grip, “Can’t stand to think we might not have met if Lunar hadn’t needed you.”

“Don’t remind me,” he pulls them close and kisses them deep, holding them up with one arm on their back and the other under their butt to get them to his considerable height. That was not something he liked thinking about, the fact that he might never have had this, or his family, or even the chance to look forward to a new day.

His partner moaned softly into his mouth as he bounced them a bit to adjust them as he sat on the sofa in this abandoned room, subtly grinding into them and feeling his rays shift in and out of their sheathes of their own accord due to how good it felt to be making out with his partner instead of worrying about work.

They held close to him, and Solar’s fans were going to keep him cool enough as his chest filled with warm fuzzy affection like it was being poured into his heart directly. He began to slowly grind up into them, letting them feel his excitement and work them up.

Pulling back a bit, he murmured, “What do you want, sweetheart?”

“I want you in me, please.”

“Okay then, let’s get you ready,” he pulled their shirt off, then the both of them stood to remove their pants and Solar asked gently, “You want lube?”

“No, use…” they blushed and then murmured, “use yours on mine.”

“oooh,” he chuckled very softly, running his fingers in his own folds to slick them up before sliding one into theirs, “You really that desperate to have all of me?”

“Yes,” they whined, walls temporarily clenching on his finger before relaxing again.

He knew they loved his voice, so he kept talking, “Nice to know you think about me even when I’m busy, sweetheart. I think about you, too, when I’m up in the theater.” They shivered as he added another finger, stretching them out delicately as he spoke, “I can see you over there at the check in counter, or when you go sit on the balcony, that cute little smile for the kids, the way you take so much joy in watching Sun and Lunar and Earth run around.”

They gripped his shoulders as he guided them back to sitting on the couch, their opening hovering over his tiger striped shaft as it writhed to look for warmth, “You catch my eyes now and then. Does it excite you to know I can see you over there? I see you blush when it happens.”

It made him grin when they nodded, adding a third finger and getting them really ready, “I thought so. I wonder what you think about when you’re over there sneaking peeks at me.” He got a wicked grin, “Maybe that you’re wishing we were doing exactly this? Naughty to do that during work hours. Sun would flip if he knew.”

They giggle a bit and he kisses them softly, “You like that idea? Sunny freaking out cause you were being a ‘rulebreaker’? heh, I do. It’s so fun to mess with him. He’d be so mad if he knew we were doing this down here, too. Can’t you hear him?”

Laughing fully now, Solar drew his fingers out and slid the tip of his tendril into them as he did an impression of Sun, “How could you do THAT in the theater?! Did you at least sanitize it after?! Please don’t tell me you didn’t.”

His partner was cackling, even as he slid them down and they groaned a bit. He loved hearing them laughing, and it kept their mind off the anticipation. They had a very narrow tunnel, so sometimes it stung if they weren’t relaxed and distracted.

Switching back to his normal voice, Solar hummed happily as he waited for their signal to move, “I love knowing you’re just here for me. Sure, we care about the others, but you’re mine.” He kissed their neck, nibbling on the skin softly, “And I’m yours.”

They squeezed around him and he started moving them, using his robotic strength to easily lift them enough he could thrust in, one hand lower so he could rub their clit with his thumb. “That’s it, let me love on you. You deserve it after being so patient with my workaholic ass.”

A whimper is the only warning he gets before they pant and gasp, coming on his dick and shaking all over, his name pouring out of their mouth like a prayer. He rushed himself in the tight grip of their spasming muscles, and soon filled them up with his own fluids.

“B-baby, you’re so good,” he cooed, letting them rest against his chest and just holding them while still inside them, “I love you so much…heh…I talk more to you during sex than I do to anybody else at any other time.”

They hummed happily and sighed in content, his fingers tangled into their hair and face in their neck, breathing in their sweet fragrance. Quiet, warm, satisfied and loved, solar couldn’t help how sleepy he got. His charge was fine, but it just felt too perfect. Solar rarely slept, not finding any real pleasure in it, but the idea of staying like this, in their arms and close…it was too good.

“You want to sleep here?” he asks softly, and they nod, squeezing their arms around him tighter. “Okay. We’ll got to Moon’s old room, best in the area for us. I’ve already been using it some.”

Carefully, he untangled them and got some wipes, cleaning them both off and kissing their face all the while. Then he carried them up the stairs and into the hidden room, happy to wrap his larger body around them and take a much needed rest if only for the selfish urge to never let them go.

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