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When 007n7 said he was leaving town for the day, CK was beyond thrilled. 7n7 had made CK swear not to bring anyone into the house or to throw parties. After all, with what he did to Builder Brother Pizza when he was a kid, who knows what other mayhem he can do now that he's older? So, what did CK do a day after 7n7 left?

Invite someone over because, of course.

CK was lying on the couch, watching some trash TV, some cooking show named 1egg or something. He wasn't paying attention, though, scrolling through his phone as he waited for someone he both hated with a burning passion and couldn't live without. His mortal enemy and best friend, Bluu. He planned on letting the dude stay for the night for a gaming marathon, after all, he wanted to suck it to the streamer's face that he was the best. He had splurged some of his pocket money on snacks and drinks, and some games lay out in his basement. CK had lost track of time for a while, doom scrolling makes you forget time exists, until he hears the doorbell ring and someone yelling outside.

"Open the door already!!"

CK scoffs as he gets up and screams back.

"You JUST got here, give me a minute!"

He rubbed the back of his neck as he approached the door, unlocking it, and Bluu let himself in without warning. 

"Bruh-"

CK starts as Bluu cuts him off by shoving his hand in the red one's face.

"Shut it, shorty!-"

The hacker groaned in annoyance, his tail thrashing side to side.

"Oh come on, there's like, a 3-inch difference between us!"

"In more ways than on-"

Bluu proceeds to get punched in the gut as he keels over, coughing.

"Suck it, asshole, anyway we're heading down or what?"

Bluu coughs for a second as he stands up, rubbing the spot CK hit.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

CK flipped Bluu off as he raced down the stairs, the streamer grumbling as he quickly followed behind. The basement was CK's domain, 7n7 stayed out of it as long as he promised he kept it clean and didn't burn anything down there. Which, for once, he actually kept that promise as, at worst, 7n7 just needed to take some dishes back upstairs. Anyway, CK was already crashed on the couch on the TV, a bowl of chips and a bottle of soda open.

"Hehahahh!! Slow pookkeeeee"

"You got a head start!"

"Whatevvaaa, whaddya wanna load up first?"

Bluue leans back onto the couch with CK, upside down... Come on... 

"Do you always have to sit like that?"

"Yes."

"Yknow, maybe I was right, your dad did drop you as a baby, sigh."

CK frowned at his frienemy.

"Well, I fucked your mom!"

"That's weak as balls, dude! Insult me when you got something more creative up your ass."

The hacker punches him in the arm-

-Before crossing his arms, scoffing.

"Just answer my damn question."

"Fine, fine, wanna hop onto a public lobby on CoD? Cuss some losers out?"

Bluue watched as CK shot up, his signature smile on his face as he scrambled off the couch and went to load the game up.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"I'm gonna destroy you."

"Likewise"

CK blew raspberries at Bluu, which then CK proceeded to get flicked in the forehead.

"OW-"

"Weak ass twink."

"Shut up!"

"Whatever, let's get going!"

"YEAH!"

Roughly about 5 hours later...

Bluu's mind had started to wonder as CK cursed some shitty player out.

"GET YOUR BOYFRIEND ONLINE, IF HE'S HALF AS GOOD AT FUCKING YOU UP, MAYBE HE'LL BE BETTER AT THIS GAME THAN YOU!!"

"Yoo, CK"

CK cursed out the players again before muting his mic.

"Hm, yeah? Wuz up?"

"I'm bored."

"Well, what do you want me to do about it?"

"I'm the guest here, you figure it out!"

CK pinched Bluu's cheek.

"I ain't your jester! But, we could play a different game instead."

"Hmmm... No."

The red one groaned as he stared at the streamer.

"Don't do that."

"Do what?"

"Do that... Thing! Yknow, the thing people do when it's like 'Ooh I dunno where to go!' And then they know about EVERYTHING!!"

Bluu looks at him with a cheeky smile.

"... You ASSHOLE!!!"

"I brought pot."

"You are so annoying- I'm sorry, you did what?"

The streamer smiles as he rummages through his pocket, pulling out a little baggy of a green plant and some paper rolls.

"Dude, no way! My dad will totally smell this shit!"

"Sigh, I can go outside if that makes you feel better."

"Please do, you pothead."

Bluu laughs as he gets up, walks upstairs, and leaves CK alone... However, CK didn't want to play alone, so he just quit the game, shutting off everything and following Bluu upstairs. Bluue looked back at CK as he got his shoes on and smirked.

"It ain't windy, you sure you can take it?"

"Pfft, it's just some weed, nothin' I can't handle. Where'd you even get this?"

"Some donator donated it"

CK rolls his eyes as he follows Bluu out the front door.

"I tell you, your viewers are probably some creeps, how'd they figure out where you live?"

"Hah, they didn't. One lives around that pizza place you're still blacklisted from."

Bluu explains as he rolls a blunt up, pulling a lighter from his pocket.

"Still don't want one?"

"Hmghgmmm, FINE! Hand it over, I'm no lightweight!"

"Muehehe"

Bluue laughs as he rolls one up for CK as well. CK was far too stubborn to admit he's never done drugs, never felt the need to anyway. Now he was about to smoke pot with his best friend. Soon, he's handed the blunt, and the thing is lit. He watched as Bluu took a huff of the stuff with ease, seemed like he'd done this before, and blew out. The smoke smells like ass, but oh well, too late to back down now. His lips quivered a little as he took an inhale of the blunt.

Instantly, he started to cough like a madman.

"Shit- Man, BREATHE!-"

"IM TRYIN-"

He keeled down on the pavement, trying to find air again. After a while of Bluu rubbing his back and waiting for his lungs to stop trying to freak out, CK wiped the few tears in his eyes from gagging on the smoke.

"S-sheesh, how the hell do you make this look easy!"

"We could try something easier if you're still up to this."

"I AIN'T A PUSSY!"

Bluu shrugs.

"You sure?"

In truth, CK was... Unsure, but he felt the need to try and impress Bluu, so he nodded.

"Sigh"

The streamer said out loud as he suddenly grabbed CK's face with one hand. This... Made CK's brain short-circuit for a hot second as Bluu took a huff again, bringing his face closer.

'holyshitholyshitholyshit-WHYAMIFREAKINGOUT??'

That was all he could think of before Bluu blew some smoke in his face.

"Inhale."

He did as he was told for some reason as he inhaled the smoke. It was still a struggle as he did sneeze, but it was easier than the blunt.

"Mhmhhhhghmmm..."

"You good?"

"Yesh..."

CK muttered as he slid against the wall, sitting on the ground as Bluu stood up. They sat in silence for a little bit, Bluu going through the blunt every once and a while as CK inhaled the second-hand smoke coming off. It was pretty quiet, the night settling in little by little. CK looked up at his friend, seeing his eyes turning a shade of pink as he stopped taking huffs, opting to let the blunt burn out on its own. The hacker took a deep inhale again, air and smoke mixing into one, and he started to get used to it, feeling the tension in his muscles relax little by little.

"Feeling better?"

"Ughh, yeaahh..."

Bluu chuckled as he snuffed the blunt out on the ground, stepping on it and making sure it goes out, don't want to burn CK's house down after all. CK still had his, however... Now that he was more used to the taste, smell, and overall having smoke in his lungs, he went in for a huff again.

It burned his throat, of course it did, but he managed to inhale and exhale, coughing only a little this time. He didn't even notice Bluu coming down to sit next to him until he suddenly started to rub his back.

"There, there... You got the hang of it."

"... Mm..."

They sit in silence, waiting for the bloom of smoke they had created to slowly fade away from the air.

"... This stuff smells like pisss."

"Muehe, yeah."

CK takes a breath in, pulling his knees to his chest as he takes another huff, his body relaxing more and more. The world started to feel more like a dream, his worries melting away like ice cream. He was here, he was now, and he was with Bluu. He could hear the distant echo of crow caws, the rum of cars down the street, and the lucid silence of the setting night.

"..."

"..."

"I think I see why you like this sshtuff..."

Bluu just smirks at that as CK takes one last huff before snuffing the blunt out.

"'m getting cold..."

"It ain't that cold."

"Y-yeah! Cuz you wear that stupid coat everywhere!!"

Bluu chuckles as CK pouts.

"It's stylish."

"It's stupid..."

"You liikkee iittt~"

"It's a dumb coat!!"

Bluu laughs again as he stands up, CK ignoring the fact he sort of wanted him to stay there...

"Come on, let's get inside."

He pats CK's shoulder as the hacker sighs, standing up and following Bluu back inside the house and away from the smoke. Back down the stairs they went, CK still felt like the world was... Different. Everything was so... Still, yet not? He wasn't sure, he's never been on drugs before. Bluu went over to the couch, reaching for the chips.

"You good there, CK? You're not tripping out, are you?"

"S-sorry, just uh, not used to this is all..."

He mumbles as he comes over to join Bluu. This experience was going to take some time getting used to, as he closed his eyes, the colors of his basement being a little too much for him for some reason. He's usually better at neon colors, but oh well. Bluu started to talk as he ate the chips, leaning back on the armrest, but CK really only heard every other word as he tried to keep his cool. It was like his senses were on haywire, his mind focused on a multitude of different things until they blurred into nonsense. The couch felt too soft, but too hard, the air was stale, and everything was spinning. Was he having a bad trip? Maybe because it was his first time, he didn't know. CK needed something to ground himself, so he doesn't spiral down and freak out.

Bluu was in the middle of a rant until he felt CK suddenly push his legs apart.

"CK??-"

"Shh-shhuut up..."

Bluu felt his face flush a little as CK unzipped his coat and snuggled into his chest.

"... C-"

"Mmm..."

The streamer now accepted this as his fate, feeling CK's arm wrap around his torso, under his coat. His own right hand drifted just above CK's hip. Silence drifted over them again, and CK started to doze off, but Bluu's heart pounded. He did not expect this to happen, but he wasn't exactly complaining... He could feel CK's calm, deep breaths, his warm hands clinging onto him as his heart was almost beating out of his chest. Bluu let his hand rub up and down the other's body, sometimes catching in his hair and twirling it around.

This was... Comforting. Calm. Cool.

The two boys lay in each other's grasp, exchanging warmth, and keeping the world still... Well... Until CK started to shift in his half-asleep state.

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CK shifts in his dazed state a little, trying to get closer to Bluu despite their already proximity to each other. He moves up a little, nuzzling his head into the streamer's neck, more of his body on top of him now. CK could hear Bluu's rabid heartbeat, the speed waking him up a little.

"You good there?"

He asks, looking up a little as Bluu tries to... Fight off some less-than-holy thoughts in his head. The streamer's hand was just above CK's ass to not sugar coat it.

"Y-yeah..."

"You're lying."

"Psshh, waah? No, no, I'm not!"

He says the feeling of CK's body weight relaxing onto him does not help to fight off a slowly growing problem. Down there, if you catch my drift. CK shifted a little more.

"Bluu?"

Bluu is holding on for dear life, but nature comes, and nature is cruel as CK freezes up upon feeling something hard near his crotch.

"..."

"..."

"Bluu??"

CK is suddenly pushed off as Bluu starts panting a little, like he went out for a run.

"OW-"

"S-sorry! But I needed you off!"

CK rubbed the area that hurt the most as he looked at Bluu again, but now uh... Now, at this angle, he could clearly see the tent in Bluu's pants.

"... Damn, riled up cuz of some cuddling-"

He proceeded to get punched in the face.

"FUCK- OW- TOO HARD!"

"JUST SHUT UP!!!"

Bluu shoved his hands in his face in embarrassment as CK rubbed his cheek, trying to soothe the lingering pain.

"Ugh, look, don't be embarrassed. It happens"

"Shhuuttt uuppppp..."

CK scoots closer to Bluu, almost at the edge of the couch. He streamer jumps upon feeling CK put a hand on his thigh. The two were both quiet, but soon, CK started rubbing circles along Bluu's thighs. His touch was slow and calming as Bluu relaxed, his eyes fluttering shut again, trying to soak in the touch. He didn't want to admit how much he liked this. And he definitely did NOT like the fact that it felt so right to be this close to CK.

"Hey... Bluu?"

Bluu lets out a quiet breath as he feels CK's hand drift closer to his hard-on.

"Yeah?"

"I really wanna know what you taste like..."

Bluu's eyes shoot open to glare at CK, now closer to his face.

"Do you have to say it like that??"

"Yes."

"I hate you."

"You love me~"

CK says with an impish smirk, and blushes when he sees the way Bluu is glaring at him. His blush deepens when CK leans closer, lips juuuust barely touching. He can feel the heat of Bluu's cheeks on his face. He doesn't pull away, however, the exact opposite. With the adrenaline rush this is giving him, CK leans in for a kiss as Bluu jolts.

CK's lips were kinda chapped, clearly forgetting chapstick exists, but Bluu didn't mind... He sort of has nothing else to compare this to anyway. It wasn't like it was bad.. Not bad at all. It was... Kind of nice. He's gentle, oddly enough, despite the hacker's chaotic nature. Bluu sighs into the kiss as CK pulls back, still maintaining a small distance between them.

CK looks down at Bluu, seeing how his face was painted with a deep navy blue.

"Wow, even your blood is blue??"

"Shut up!-"

The hacker laughs at his lover-friend?- He'll think about that later. He would tease Bluu more if it went for his arms locking around his neck, pulling him down into a more hungry kiss. Bluu whimpers a little as he deepens the kiss, his hands starting to explore up and down CK's body. This makes CK shiver a little, sensing this situation was escalating far quicker than he expected. Normally, he'd stop this, but... Honestly, with how high his head felt, he didn't mind this...

Bluu's hand snaked its way under CK's shirt, feeling the flesh underneath. This makes him shiver as he pulls away from the kiss to take a breath.

"E-ey ey, hands off the merchandise!"

Bluu rolls his eyes at the cocky remark, he wants to see that shit-eating grin whipped off this brats face. He pulls CK into another kiss, nibbling his lower lip a little to make him open up, which he complies with. Before they knew it, Bluu was shoving his tongue into CK's mouth like his life depended on it. CK shivers as he takes Bluu's coat off, throwing it to the floor without a care. He even moved up the streamer's body, resting right at his crotch and feeling the growing tent in his jeans.

They pull away for air, a string of saliva connecting them for only a moment as CK smirks, palming his bulge and making him shudder. This reaction is what CK wanted as he moves his face down a little, kissing a trail down Bluu's face and to his neck, sucking on the flesh. He had a mission, and that mission was to make marks as visible as he could.

"D-dude, lower!!-"

"Nope! I'mma make it so your followers question you, hahaha!"

"Mom's gonna kill me-"

"Just shut up."

CK's hands shoot up to Bluu's hair, grabbing a fist full and pulling him into another kiss, leaking the other's breath from the action. He lets out a moan as CK pulls away in surprise.

"No way."

"S-shut up!"

"YOU LIKE THAT!?"

"NO!-"

CK pulls Bluu's hair again, making his legs twitch and try to close, but CK's body is in the way. This gives the hacker awful ideas.

"If you like that... Then-"

"CK- what are you-"

Bluu lets out a wanton moan as he feels CK yank on both of his horns, his body tensing up as CK laughs minichally. He gets pulled up by this as CK shifts, his knees now sinking a little onto the couch cushions. Bluu falls forward, face landing on CK's chest as he pants, his dick twitiching in his boxers now as the hacker rubs the base of his horns, making him let out unholy noises.

"Oh my God, these are sensitive!? And you never told me!?"

"It- ghh- dones't COME UP, NOW- HHg!-"

His brain melted for a moment as, for a second, he felt CK's hot breath on his horns. That would've been mind-breaking enough if it wasn't for CK making the bold move to lick from the bottom to the tip. Bluu lets out a strangled noise that makes him go weak as CK sucks on his horn.

"Fuckin' bottom."

CK mocks as he lets go of Bluu's horns, pulling on his hair again to make his face visible. Saying Bluu was a wreck from just that would be an understatement. His face was a deep blue like the darkest night, a few stray tears welling up in his eyes, and one streaking down his face. He was panting, some droll saying it past his lips. Hair was usually messily kept, now even messier from the rough treatment.

"Sh- stop t-that!"

"Whhyy? You look so pretty like that."

The hacker teases again as Bluu recollects his thoughts, trying to ground himself a little as CK's torment continues. He feels CK's hand exploring under his shirt now, feeling up his chest and stomach.

"Man, you're burning up, I wonder why."

"Gee, I wonDER-"

Bluu's sassy remark is quickly shut down as CK's tail gets shoved down his pants and under his boxers. The tipped tail wrapping around his dick. Bluu's brain goes haywire as he squirms around, wanting to escape, as he tries not to embarrass himself anymore. CK doesn't let him go, shuffing the streamer's pants and boxers off, throwing them to the floor. His cock now springing up, flesh bulding a little from the tight grip of CK's tail has around it.

"D-damn, CK."

He breathes out, CK situating himself with Bluus dick inbetween his thighs

"Feels good, yeah?"

CK asks, studying Bluu's reactions. All the streamer could do was nod as he felt CK's tail curl up again, making him squirm.

"Bottom, hehe."

CK mocks as Bluu shoots him a glare that was quickly shut up by his legs getting forcefully pushed apart, more than they were before. The hacker has a shit eating grin on his face as he scoots the rest of Bluu's under garments away, boxers and jeans on the floor now.

Bluu felt a little embarrassed as he was basically naked, apart from his T-shirt, as CK was fully clothed above him. The hacker chuckles as he continues to move his tail around Bluu's dick, spreading the little beads of precum that would come out. The teasing was driving him crazy as every squeeze, shift, and stroke made his brain short-circuit.

He isn't sure how much more he can take.

"C-CK- I don't- t-think I can take this."

"Pussy."

Is all CK responds with, removing his tail off Bluu's length, finally, but quickly replacing it with something warmer. His tongue. Bluu yelps, his hand shooting to cover his mouth so as not to let out anything embarrassing.

"W-warn me first!"

"Okay, this is your final warning, then!-"

CK laughs as, in a fit of sudden confidence, tries to take Bluu's length down his throat. This makes the steamer scream into his hand, free hand shooting down to grip CK's hair and keep him at his base.

Meanwhile, CK was regretting his life choices. His gag reflex was acting up as he tried to pull off, feeling his airway blocked, but Bluu's hand kept his head in place. Some tears welled up in his eyes as Bluu basically used his mouth to cockwarm. Which, okay, weird, but HE COULDN'T BREATHE-

Soon, Bluu realizes his mistake as he lets CK go, the hacker instantly coughing up a storm as drool and tears spilled down his chin.

"D-DUDE WHAT THE FUCK!?"

He screams, his voice a little hoarse, as Bluu laughs a little.

"What? Can't handle this shit?"

CK glares at him and, to shut him up, tries to deepthroat him AGAIN. This idiot. Bluu tenses up from the action, brain melting for a hot second and his dick twitching against CK's tounge.

"Fuuck, you feel good..."

He mumbles out as his hand is on CK's hair once again, gently petting the strands of red hair instead of yanking them. The hacker blushes a little at this action as he quickly pulls up, but this time leaking the tip in his mouth. CK takes a deep breath before going down again, starting to get into a rhythm.

Hearing the sounds, Bluu attempted to muffle, only to be encouraged further. He licked a stride up the length, stopping at the tip to swirl his tongue around it before slamming his head back down again. He did this over and over again.

"Y-your a natural, damn..."

He bucks his hips up a little, shoving his length farther down CK's throat, making him gag. Yet he didn't stop, continuing to suck Bluu off. The two of them were blushing messes, but either minded as Bluu's breath got more unsteady, the grip he had on the other's hair getting stronger. Tell-tail signs that he was close to cumming.

CK waited a little longer, doubling his efforts on Bluu's sensitve organ and, just before he was going to cum, he pulled off.

"Gh- what?-"

"Come on, can't let you have all the fun?"

CK breathes out, whipping spit and pre-cum from his mouth, and giving a cheeky smirk.

"You ass."

Bluu grumbles as CK laughs, ruffling his hair.

"Gh- dude, stop! Princess is gonna say something!!"

"Who cares, you look cuter this way."

For some reason. CK was hard too, by now, the treatment of his throat and the foreplay certainly does that to a hormonal teenager. The weed in his head was probably clouding his judgment, but he could give less than half-a-fuck about everything going on.

He throws his shorts and boxers off to the floor and pulls up his shirt, revealing his bare chest to Bluu below him. His dick twitched.

Off came CK's gloves, and he was fully naked in front of Bluu, a lustful expression on his face. He leaned down once again to place hickeys and bites and kisses all over Bluu's neck, making him whine again. Well, before he was silenced as CK shoved a few fingers in his mouth.

"Suck."

Is all CK ordered as Bluu complied, moving his tongue around to cover them with slick saliva... I mean, CK did have lube; he just didn't want to run upstairs to grab it. Anyway, CK littered Bluu's neck until it looked like a warzone, nearly impossible to cover up as he trailed these bites and kisses up and down. He left almost no area uncovered as the streamer could only take it.

Soon, CK slipped his digits out of Bluu's mouth.

"You're not gonna-"

Bluu almost said before being shushed by CK.

"Oh shush, you think I'm gunna fuck over an opertunity to feel the real deal?"

Bluu blinked at the implications.

"You own a dildo?-"

"Not important!!"

Because Bluu is Bluu, images of CK moaning and panting as he fucks himself silly with a hunk of silicon, and it only makes him more horny. The streamer can only watch as CK rests his upper body on his chest, pushing the slicked-up digits into himself.

"Yh- you like what you see?"

He asks, as Bluu can only watch. CK pumps his fingers in and out, the familiar feeling being nothing special, usually, felt different now that he had someone else with him. He stretched himself out before trembling and letting out a loud moan as he pressed into his prostate. CK giggled and moaned as he continued to press onto that spot, continuing to stretch himself out as he pulled Bluu into a lust-drunk kiss.

Their tongues swirled together, drool seeping out from Bluu's lips and sliding down his chin. It was messy, sloppy, and desperate as CK cut it quick, pulling his fingers out of himself and wiping them on the couch cushion.

"Ready... Ready for the main course?"

CK says, slightly out of breath and his dick throbbing, yet untouched.

"That's cheesy."

Bluu responds, earning a hair yank as he whimpers.

"You wanna fuck or not?"

"Damnit- yes!"

Without warning, CK lined himself up and plunged. This caused both teens to let out loud yelps and moans; CK for putting it so roughly, and Bluu for feeling sheering heat around his dick so suddenly.

"H-holy shit."

Bluu manages to stammer out, seeing a slight buldge in CK's stomach area as the hacker rests on his dick, agjusting to the sudden pretrusion.

"Hhhahhh- I love doing that..."

He babbles out as he squirms a little, feeling the walls of his hole rub against the foreign object inside of him. His dick throbs, begging for attention, but doesn't give it. The sweet sexual pain is something he craves. Call him a masochist, but it hurts so good! He clenches and shifts and squirms in Bluu's lap, driving the streamer insane.

"Damnit- move already!"

"Nuh uh."

"The fuck you mean, Nuh uh!?-"

Bluu is very harshly cut off by CK lifting his hips, nearly pulling the tip out, before slamming back down onto Bluu. The couch creaked at this action as Bluu let out a strangled moan.

"You as-asshole..."

"You liked thaaat~"

He had to admit it, the suprise made him feel a rush of adrenaline he's never felt before. Bluu slowly puts his hands on the dips in CK's hips.

"Just- just keep moving..."

"Ay ay, captain."

"Don't say that-"

He's cut off by his own yelps and moans as CK starts to ride him like no tomorrow, judgment clouded by both the drugs and lust. CK started to angle his trust before he found his prostate and started to jackhammer into it like he was going to die tomorrow.

"Haah!! Ghghm! CK!-"

Bluu shouts, bucking up into CK's thrusts without thinking twice, his body reacting faster than his mind ever could. Everything was a blur, the slap of skin against skin echoing throughout the basement that, if 7n7 wasn't away, he would have heard it.

CK started to laugh as he fucked himself harder on Bluu's dick, ephoria filling every nook and cranny of his mind. Nothing else mattered to him in the moment, not school, not friends, not anything. Only here, only now, only Bluu.

"G-God this is bhh- AH!- Better than I I-eh-im-imaginneedddd~ Nhaaahhh!"

CK babbled nonsense as he giggled, a giddy feeling growing in his mind and gut as he only got faster, hunching over to kiss Bluu again, not caring how sloppy or awkward it became.

Bluu wasn't any better, the white-tee he still had on drenched in sweat as he started to help CK with the trusts, using his hands to slam him down as well.

"Shh- sHHIT! I-I'm gunna-"

Bluu mumbles out, feeling his body race hot like his veins were infused with lava. He's honestly suprised he managed to last thing long, the hot heat within CK being almost too much for him as he surely thought he'd be a quick shot today.

Maybe he was internally holding on for CK's enjoyment.

CK continued to slam himself down with reckless abandon, giggling and laughing like he wasn't fucking himself silly. While yes, this was extremely hot for Bluu and to lose his virginity to someone, his mind began to wander out of the sheer pleasure running through his body. Bluu wouldn't help but admire how CK's hair clung to his skin, the almost creepy symmetrical smile of his red friend, and how much chaos this one can cause in little under 5 minutes. He's seen the things CK can do, from almost burning down Builder Brother Pizza to literally glitching out an entire forest; it was almost insane.

And Bluu wouldn't help but admire that from his friend.

He had another friend because he's not a loser, and he had romantically thought about her, but it was only curiosity. Like "I wonder how Princess would be as a girlfriend" or "I wonder if she'd treat me well". Nothing more, nothing less.

But CK?

Bluu didn't think he was gay; he certainly liked girls in some amount, but as the years went by with CK, his heart couldn't lie to itself. Everything happening in front of him as he watched CK in joy, himself because of him, made his heart race for a different reason.

CK could feel his body throb for release, not yet noticing how Bluu stared at him... Well, until he felt Bluu force his body to slow down, prolonging the session.

"Haah- w-what's up?"

He asks, confused, until he was pulled down into a kiss. Not one of hunger, nor one rough as sandpaper. No, this was different. Bluu held the sides of CK's face gently, keeping his lips pressed against his softly. This mear action made CK break a little, the tenderness was unexpected and contracting to how his pace was before. The kiss was soft, tender, loving as Bluu wanted to enjoy the moment of closeness he's having with his best friend.

Bluu, much to his dismay, had to pull away to breathe. CK, now released from the frankly easy to escape grasp, just stares at him in shock, the hackers eyes analyizing his current state. CK couldn't shake the feeling that this became something more than pleasure as he saw the look in Bluu's eyes as he gazed at him... It wasn't one of lust, but one of love..

"I..."

"CK..."

Their words were nervous, shaky, and hesitant. Neither spoke, nether moved despite Bluu still being deep within CK. The shift in mood was uncomfortable, yet at the same time. It was odd as Bluu began to speak once again.

"You're... You're amazing, CK..."

The hacker's breath hitched as he stayed silent, stunned. Bluu blushed, averting his gaze while he fidgeted in place, feeling embarrassed for saying such a thing. He never thought of himself as a sap, so this was difficult in every possible way.

"Y-you..."

He takes a shaky breath as he forces out his next words.

"You're one of a kind! I've- I've never met someone as awesome and weird and chaotic and entertaining as you! S-sure, your an ass at times, but for some reason I like that! You're fun, and you make me feel something real! F-fuck!"

He grabs CK's face and pulls him close, feeling their noses almost touch.

"I think I'm- I'm in love with you!"

Silence echoed throughout the room. 

It was deafening.

No one knew what to say or where to go from there. They weren't sure if they should laugh, cry, scream, or simply sit in silence.  The tension was palpable between the pair, making them unable to even look each other straight in the eye. A few moments passed before Bluu spoke first.

"...Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said that-"

"I'm glad you did."

CK interrupts him, looking Bluu dead in the eyes, shocking him. CK begins to move his hips again, but this time, taking it slow. Bluu whines at this, feeling pleasure build up again, and CK letting out tired breaths, finally starting to lose energy from this whole ordeal.

"Yknow, Bluu... Even if you're annoying, you're still pretty creative."

CK praised, rubbing a hand on Bluu's hair as he blushes and whimpers.

"I can't create half the shit you do on stream, your cool for that."

He says as he feels his body throb for release, the feeling of lust being replaced by something warmer and softer, but just as intense, if not more. CK's other hand moves down to caress his cheek, Bluu leaning his head into CK's hand with a small purr, leaving his mouth as the two stare into each other's eyes. CK starts to speed up again, a twist in his gut telling him this was going to wrap up too soon.

In a moment of desperation as CK feels his climax just seconds away, he kisses Bluu again, wanting to be as close to the boy as he could.

The hacker's orgasm crashes onto him, likely the strongest one he's ever felt. Ropes of white leaks out from his dick, the organ twitching and throbbing as he holds into Bluu like a life line, moaning into the kiss. His tail thrashed about, unsure of what to do as he clenched hard around his friend-lover.

Bluu moaned into the kiss as well, hugging onto CK and feeling the sweat layer on his skin. He felt his climax hit him like a freight train, painting the inside of CK's walls an off-white. The feeling of the white bot burn of his insides, he pulled away from the kiss to leave one last mark on Bluu's skin, sinking his teeth into the bruised flesh gently, enough to leave a bruise but not to draw blood.

The hazy afterglow of their fucking still linjered in the hot air, CK and Bluu cuddling close to each other as he pulls out slowly, some of his cum leaking out from CK's ass.

"H-holy..."

The hacker giggles as he holds close to Bluu, feeling and hearing his heartbeat. The steadying rythme putting peace of mind to his head, and his breathing doing the same for Bluu.

The mess they had created was great, but as of now, nothing else in the world mattered but them. Just before they both fell into the daze of sleep, they managed to echo out a few words.

"I love you..."

"I love you too..."

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Princess slams her hands down onto the table in her house, an angry look on her flawless face. She has called Bluu and CK over for an "emergency friend meeting" and refused to explain further. Bluu and CK sat at the other end of the table, already feeling the death glares the facionista was giving both of them like they had walked in with roadkill in their hands.

". . ."

". . ."

". . ."

"So, what is this?-"

Bluu tried to start, confused, but Princess interrupted him.

"YOU TWO ARE SO BAD AT HIDING IT!"

"What are you!?-"

Princess gets up, speed-walks to Bluu, and rips his coat off.

"HEY!-"

"You two FUCKED and DIDN'T TELL ME!?"

Princess pointed at the various bites, bruises, and hickey CK had left around Bluu's neck.

"Why the HELL would we tell you!?-"

"Um? Because first of all, you both have been pinning for each other for YEARS, it honestly hurt".

"WE WEREN'T!-"

"WE WEREN'T!-"

"YES YOU WERE! NOW SHUT UP!"

She gives Bluu his coat back as he covers up his neck, face a little flushed now.

"W-well, it's still none of your business!-"

"It is! You really think I don't know everything about you both?"

CK and Bluu look at each other with a worried look. Princess resists the urge to face palm herself, it might ruin her gloves and makeup.

". . . I need to keep up with everyone! It's honestly not that hard."

"You never fail to confuse me."

"And you never fail to annoy me!"

Bluu scoffs as Princess huffs, CK just sighing at their shared stubbornness.

"We still didn't owe you anything, especially with. . . Something like that."

He grumbles, also starting to get more embarrassed and flushed as he starts recounting the memories, much to his disdain. Silence filled the room as no one dared to speak. . . Well, until-

"Sooooo. . . . Who was top?"

"PRINCESS!-"

"PRINCESS!-"

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Bluu was now standing outside his house, trying to cover up the obscene number of hickey marks CK had left on his neck, jawline, and shoulders. His mom was surely up by now, likely getting ready for work. . . God, how was he going to explain this to her? Just say "Hey Mom! I'm gay, also I fucked my best friend I've known for years!"

. . .

Bluu runs into the kitchen, after he took off his shoes, of course, startling the hell out of 118o8, who was drinking her morning coffee (Her "coffee" can barely be described as coffee, given she adds ice cream into it.)

"Oh sweet 404!- Sweetie, hello! How was CK's?-"

Before she can register the hickey marks on her son's body, he speaks.

"Mom, I think I'm gay. Also, I fucked CK."

Silence filled the kitchen as Bluu burned in embarrassment. He cannot believe he said that like that. 118o8 stayed quiet, sipping her "coffee" every once and a while.

". . ."

". . ."

". . ."

"Sweetie, I know."

Bluu needed to take a double-take as 118o8 reiterated.

"Well, I knew you were gay, I've known for years."

"What."

"All your childhood crushes were men, sweetie."

Bluu burns harder in embarrassment.

"Remember how you were when you first met Guest 1337-"

"AaaAAHHHH MOM NOO!!! DON'T REMIND ME!!!!"

She laughs as he tries to forget how completely enamoured he was to meet the military hero when he was a kid.

"And. . . I did sort of expect you to have some feelings for your friend."

"Oh. . ."

"I love you no matter what, alright? I trust you in this."

Her smile soothes him as she puts down her cup and pulls her baby into a hug, him melting in her arms despite the height difference.

"Thanks, mom. . ."

"No matter who you are, you'll always be my baby."

"Moommm!!!"

She laughs again as she lets go.

"There's food in the fridge, I have to run. Love you, bye!"

118o8 smiles as she downs the rest of her sugar coffee, grabs her bag, and puts her shoes on. Bluu waves goodbye to her, a huge wave of relief off his back. He's glad she didn't ask too many questions; he wonders how 007n7 would feel when CK tells him, if he tells him. Hehe

"Did you use protection!? Was it consensual!? Were you both on something? Please don't tell me he's never tested himself for anything! Are you sure he's right for you? Does his mother know!? Are you okay!? Did you take care of yourself after, did he?"

Were a few of the many, many questions CK was bombarded with on the phone when he told 007n7 what had happened last night. . .

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Bluu feels as if CK was getting waaaayy too comfortable around him now that it's been roughly a month since they started dating. CK has been extremely touchy and clingy now, to the point he's almost always grabbed onto him whenever they're near each other. Not that he doesn't like it, loves it in fact, he finds it funny that CK's acting like this.

He didn't think too much of it.

Well, until today.

CK had decided to crash at Bluu's place. Something about his dad having someone over, he forgot when Bluu asked. It's a good thing that 8o didn't mind having the hacker around.

"Sooo, whaddya wanna do?"

"Mmm, kinda tired honestly, can we just chill and cuddle in your room?"

Bluu nods as he leads CK upstairs, 8o had the TV on so she didn't hear a thing. They make their way upstairs as Bluu pushes the door open, but before he gets a CHANCE (get it?) to breathe, he instantly feels CK's hot breath on his neck, his arms wrapping around his neck.

". . . You weren't here just to hang out, were you?"

"Noooppeee~"

"God damnit-"

Bluu was suddenly pushed against the wall as the hacker started putting soft kisses on it and petting Bluu's hair a little. 

"A-at least let me get on my bed! Jeez, needy ass."

The hacker pulls away from him, and he gets a moment of peace as he stumbles back into his bed, CK quickly following after and was already starting to feel around him.

"Horndog."

"You liikeee iiitt~"

CK's tail wagged as his little kisses moved up from Bluu's neck, to his cheek, to his lips, and to his forehead. Until. . .

He kissed the base of his horn.

Bluu tried to stifle a whimper from that, but CK already knew, as, with his hand, he stroked the unattended horn up and down, feeling the rough grooves. And it brought a reaction he wanted; Bluu started to squirm under him.

"Sh- shit, CK-"

"Feels good, yeah?"

Bluu bucked his hips up a little as he continued to kiss and stroke the horns, the sensitivity slowly heightening as time went on, and Bluu started to feel tears prick up in his eyes.

"F-fuck! O-OKAY, CK!"

Ck was suddenly shoved off so Bluu could have a breather, the hacker now concerned he had actually gone too far.

"I-I'm sorry-"

"I-it's fine, just- hhh, just need a second. . ."

Bluu could feel the strain in his pants.

". . . Want a safeword system?"

"Wuh?-"

"Safewords."

Bluu rubbed his forehead a little as he processed words.

"Sheesh, you wanna go that far with me?"

He chuckles as CK pulls his hair, making him shudder.

"Yes or no?"

"F-fuck, yeah sure, whatever."

CK smiles and loosens his grip, but doesn't let go.

"Red means stop, yellow means slow down, and green means continue, kay?"

Bluu nods as he feels a pleasurable lightning shoot down his spine as CK roughly yanks him by his horns.

"Colour?~"

Bluu couldn't even get a word out for a good five seconds, his body was so shocked. All he could get out was a choked out:

"G-green."

And CK kept going. He yanks his horns harder, pulling the streamers face up to his as he gives him a hungry kiss, as he keeps rubbing them, sending pleasurable shocks straight to his brain. He could barely breathe, his clothing feeling too hot on his body, as he couldn't help but let out whimpers. His brain started to turn to mush, thoughts being pulled out by every yank and pull of his, now even more sensitive, horns. He could feel his hard-on pressing against his jeans and bodysuit.

"Nhhhnah! AH!- fuck, CK. . ."

His words jumbled into nonsense as it seemed CK wasn't letting up, rubbing, yanking, and licking every little ridge. His nerves were on fire as he desperately wanted more stimulation. He went to move his pants off, but CK swatted away.

"Oh, no no, you will get off to only these."

CK repositioned himself, getting off of Bluu and moving his head (with his horns, of course) to lie on his lap. He could feel cold air on his body once again, cooling him off for a short period of time, until CK's assault on his horns started again. He moved a hand to slap over his mouth, in the nick of time, too, as CK decided to lightly trace each ridge with his nails. Bluu couldn't think anymore, except for this overwhelming feeling of fate. Nothing mattered anymore at this point, only CK's hands on his horns, moving him at his will.

He could feel the stimulation get faster, as if CK was trying to force him to cum in his pants. . . That was probably what he was trying to do.

"That's it, good boy. . ."

He did not think praise was his thing, but here he was trying to hold in a moan while also trying to ignore how aroused that made him, if he wasn't already aroused enough. His body trembled as CK licked one of his horns, stroking the other like he was giving it a handy. Bluu felt nothing but pleasure, overriding any sense he had before. Nothing mattered, only now, only this, only CK-

He felt CK's nail scrape against the base of his horns, and it was all over for him.

He violently trembled, CK needing to hold him down a little as a massive wave of pleasure, not coming from his dick, but from all the way to his head to his feet. An orgasm that took over everything in his body, like every nerve turned into pleasure receptors.  He's never felt this way when he'd experimented with himself. It was stronger than anything he could do to himself as he started to cry from how intense and long this orgasm was. A wet stain was growing in his jeans as he heaved, air stolen from his lungs as CK kissed the tears and sweat drenching his skin. 

And soon, it faded, lulling him into a state of bliss in his boyfriend's arms.

"Mm, you okay?"

CK asks, gently stroking his sweat-soaked hair.

"Y. . . yeah."

He mumbles out, eyes glazed over as he is ready to black out. Before he did, however, CK pulled him up into a tight hug, suckling a hickey onto the crook of his neck. It made him whine as he felt as if his skin was on fire, the feeling of the air being too much.

"We'll clean up later, I've got you."

CK mumbled as he pulled off his neck, giving him a peck on the cheek as he finally let Bluu rest. And before he knew it, he was asleep.

Chapter Text

Bluu was minding his own business. It was mostly late at night, and he had finished a stream that he managed to wrangle up 150 bucks from donations. He was lying down on his bed, scrolling through his feed, when a text from CK popped up. 

[Wanna come over? I want to try something.]

How helpfully ominous that text was. His mom probably wouldn't let him out at this time. . . Then again, she's probably asleep, and she won't notice if he...

Next thing Bluu knew, he was climbing out of his window and jumping down into a bush. It kind of hurt, but he's done this before, so it was fine. He stretched his back out as he started to head for CK's place. He wondered if his dad was there or not. As he walked down the street, he noticed he had received a text from Princess.

[Let me know if you need a wheelchair] 

. . . What?? Okay, just want in the fuck was happing? Before he had time to really question it, he was already waiting outside CK's door. He shot the hacker a text saying he was outside and waited a moment, pondering what CK wanted to show him. He waited and waited until he heard the door unlock and slowly creep open.

"Shhh, be quiet, my dad's asleep."

He beckons Bluu in as he leads him upstairs into his room. Bluu's been in CK's room far too many times to be normal; he knows this room as much as he knows his own room. He takes on the familiar appearance once again as he leaves his shoes at the door. It was red, of course, but had an array of plushies in various stages of disarray. Bluu had noted that CK was not careful with personal belongings ever since they met, after he saw him drive his bike into a wall three times. CK jumped onto his bed face first and patted the spot beside him. Bluu cautiously approached and sat down.

"So, what is this about?"

He asks in a hushed tone, knowing his dad's room is just down the hall. He saw the hacker's tail flop side to side for a moment before he pushed himself up to stare at him.

"..."

"..."

". . ."

". . ."

"CK-"

Bluu's words were rudely, or not rudely, depending on your point of view, interrupted when CK grabbed him by his coat and gave him a hungry kiss. Bluu felt his heart skip a beat. After all, he and CK were only starting to explore their relationship more; everything was new and awkward.

Bluu accidentally whined into the kiss as CK pulled away. He felt teeth graze the skin of his neck.

"N-no marks! People noticed last time!"

"Well, they'll notice you limping after I'm done with you."

"What-"

Bluu was pushed down onto the bed, CK on top of him again, pinning his wrists down.

"Tell me you want this."

CK asked, staring at him with a certain look in his eyes. Bluu took a hot second to think as he cleared his mind a little

"I-. . . Yeah, just didn't expect this to happen, eheh."

CK chuckled too as he leaned down, letting his chin rest on Bluu's pounding chest, twirling some of his hair between his fingers. It was almost funny how easily flustered Bluu could get nowadays. Before Bluu knew it, CK was shuffling his pants off and leaving him in his bodysuit.

"You look hot with that on, yknow?"

Bluu flushed a little from the pleasure as he felt CK's hands run down his body, making his sensitive skin flinch and jolt.

"A-as you've told me. . ."

His attempts to keep composure were long gone as he gave in to CK's affections, becoming a whining and trembling mess, like CK always made him. Soon, one of the hacker's fingers trailed down to palm Bluu through his body suit, making him let out a soft moan as he tried to keep quiet because he did NOT want 007n7 barging in suddenly. He felt CK grab his thigh and slowly move it up, making it rest on his shoulder as Bluu was turned sideways a bit. He then felt CK move the crotch part of his body suit to the side, releasing his aching dick finally as it leaked pre-cum.

"Good boy. . ."

"Cringe. . ."

"But I know you like it~"

CK wasn't wrong; praise did get him going in some weird way. He felt CK's hand wrap around his dick suddenly, making him shutter as he clutched one of CK's pillows to try and ground himself. However, CK only stroked him a handful of times before pulling away, making him let out a whimper by mistake.

"Hey, what gives!?-"

Bluu looks up a little to see CK grabbing something from his nightstand, and suddenly things start to make sense when he sees the bottle of lube and silicone dildo in his hands.

"That won't fit."

"If I can fit you inside me, this'll work too. The body works in strange ways, yknow?"

Bluu gulped in slight fear as, while he had thought about how big that dildo CK mentioned way back when, he didn't expect it to be a good 8 inches long. . .

"You might just kill me."

"That's the plaaann!~"

CK popped open the bottle of lube and spread a little around his fingers as Bluu waited for the inevitable to happen. He felt lubed up fingers circle the rim of his hole as he braced himself like he was going to get sucker punched.

"Sheesh, calm down, dude."

"Well, sorry I'm not calm! I don't take shit up the ass everyday like you d- GH-"

His words were rudely interrupted by CK shoving two fingers inside of him roughly. It felt weird to say the least, not a feeling he was used to.

"Nh- ah-"

"Hehe, shut you up quickly."

"Oh fuck you too!- NhhM!"

He covers his mouth as CK starts to scissors him slowly, pushing his fingers in and out, like they were searching for something. There wasn't any pleasure yet, mostly discomfort, as he's not sure how anyone would like anal. He's about to ask why CK likes this before CK's fingers jab into a spot inside him, and everything falls apart.

It was like lightning was shot directly into his pleasure receptors.

"Ohhh oh! Found it!"

"Wuh-"

Before Bluu could get a chance to catch his breath, CK started to ram his fingers into Bluu's prostate without a care in the world. The pleasure felt electric as he felt CK lean down, suckling marks all over his neck and shoulders. That'll be a bitch to cover up. . .

"Shh- f-fhh- holy shIT!-"

A hand shoots down to Bluu's neck as he lets out a choked moan.

"Shh, shhut up!"

CK whisper-yells as he continues to prep Bluu while choking him. The lightheadedness only seemed to turn Bluu on further however, as his dick twitches the longer he's without air.

"Damn, freak."

Bluu lets out a strangled fuck you as CK lets him breathe a little before he turns a bad shade of purple. The feeling of the hacker's fingers inside him started to feel comfortable, but he wasn't allowed that as he felt CK shove a third in, now focusing on stretching him out rather than pleasure. It hurt, of course it did, but Bluu could bear. He whimpered and whined quietly as he took it, feeling his body tremble every time the hacker jabbed into his prostate.

"Almost done, just hang in there, hun~"

The pet name should not have made him twitch harder, but it did as CK continued for a little while longer. Soon enough, however, he pulls his fingers out, much to Bluu's disdain. He was starting to get comfortable with that, too.

"Sorry dude, but we gotta get to the main event, hehe."

"That's- hh. . . Cringe."

Bluu wouldn't even jab back properly as he felt out of breath, his body trembling and burning hot. He watched CK spread lube around the dildo as he lined it up with the streamers' prepped hole.

"Ready?"

"M-maybe-"

"Good enough for me!~"

Bluu gasped as he felt the tip push itself inside of him. It was 100% different from CK's fingers; longer, thicker, slicker. It was almost too much as he felt his breath, feeling it go deeper inside of him. The molded veins of the dildo rubbed along his walls as he felt it push against his prostate, making his legs twitch.

"Someone feels good."

"Oh, C-CK, please-"

He didn't know what he was begging for, honestly, as he felt it go in deeper, pushing and pressing places he didn't know existed. Bluu squirmed a little as finally, CK managed to push the entire thing inside.

"Damn, you took it like a champ!"

"Hhgh- f-hh-ahh-"

Bluu was a panting mess, unsure of what to do as he sometimes clenched around the foreign object, but it only sent sparks of pleasure up his spine.

"Bottom."

"Fhhu-fhhuck you!-"

He shut himself up as he felt the dildo drag against his insides, rubbing against his prostate as CK slowly pulled it out, before ramming it deep inside him again. He almost let out a scream if it weren't for CK's hand around his neck. Then, the cycle repeated as CK slowly pulled it out again.

This was going to be a long night for him. That thought was then instantly clouded by pleasure as the dildo rammed right into his prostate again, drool starting to trail down his cheek as he let out choked moans and silent screams, his hands clawing at CK's arm as all he could do was take the onslaught of pleasure CK set. He knew this little shit was a sadist, but Jesus!-

Fuck, his dick hurt so much. He tries to reach down to touch it, but CK instantly grinds the dildo into his prostate.

"Ah ah! No touching, you'll get off to this alone, it feels better that way."

And who was he to resist that logic? So, Bluu just lay there, looking pretty, as CK continued to jackhammer the hunk of silicone inside him. Every part of him was on fire, similar to how he felt when CK made him cum from nothing but his horns. Was this some kind of kink for CK? He didn't have time to think about that as he felt something build up in his body.

"C-h-CKCk- CK CkK"

He whimpers out his lover's name pathetically as he loosens his grip on the streamer's neck.

"Yes?~"

"I'm I'll- Ehgh- ah! Fuck-"

CK's patient as he bites into his neck.

"K-keep going I'm gonna- I'm gonna cum!-"

"Say no less."

Bluu thought he'd have more time before he finishes, but it seems like CK had other plans. Bluu is quickly pulled into a deep, open-mouthed kiss as the dildo is pounded into his ass, hitting his prostate perfectly and causing a bump to protrude from his stomach. Everything fell apart for him as he moaned into the make-out session CK started, cum squirting out his tip as he held onto the other like he'd die if he didn't. CK continued to fuck his boyfriend with the silicone toy, riding the entire orgasm out until he was nothing more than a twitching, overstimulated, mess. The orgasm was far more intense than anything he's done to himself or with CK. The whole world spun as he rode it out, air thick and burning hot.

Soon, he pulls it out slowly, kissing Bluu gently.

"You still here with me?"

"Nnh. . ."

He smiles at the not-really-response, knowing he got what he wanted. Bluu didn't even register CK taking his phone out and photographing his blissed out state until he saw the flash in his face.

"D-dude!"

"Sorry, just want this for. . . Research purposes."

"Horny ass. . ."

He huffed as he felt himself being lulled to sleep in the post-nut bliss.

"You're adorable. . ."

"Fuck. . . You. . ."

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"Have you ever thought about a sister?"

Was not the question CK expected to hear from his dad today as he got up from bed. He needed a few seconds to process those words as he chugged apple juice.

"What-"

"You've been an only child for so long, so-"

CK slaps himself in the face to wake himself up more. His tired brain coming to an. . . Odd conclusion.

"ARE YOU PREGNANT!?"

"WHAT!?"

7n yells in pure disbelief and shock as CK shakes his head to clear his head again.

"Sorry, sorry! Seriously, I just woke up. Why ask me this?"

". . . No reason, just a hypothetical."

CK's eyes narrow on his dads as he moves his hair out of his face.

"Well. . . I wouldn't mind."

"Good."

"What is this abo-"

CK didn't even get a chance to get his full sentence out before 7n was already trying to redirect the conversation.

"There are pancakes in the fridge, heat them up if you're hungry, I have to go to work now!"

"DAD, GET BACK HERE-"

And it was too late, the door was already closed. Now, CK was worried his dad had found another child on the side of the road. . . Wait, wasn't this 007n7's day off?

"Wally, seriously, how does your hair get this BAD!?"

Princess yells as she combs 6w's tangled black hair.

"It just does- ow!- You don't need to do this, yknow!"

"I know, but I can't stand knowing you have this rats nest on a DATE!"

6w huffs as they just want their hat back, but Princess insisted on doing a whole shampoo, conditioner, styling, and whatnot on it. Said ''So much hair but not used to its full potential!'. Currently, she was trying to comb it so it would be easier in the tub. They wish they had never let it slip that they were seeing someone... She had tried to pry information on who this mystery person was, almost believing 6w made it up at some point. 

"And your antlers, too! You need to shed them soon. So many cracks and dents..."

"I'll do that next month!"

"You said that last time!"

Princess and 6w bickered like siblings more than a child and a parent... After what felt like forever for both of them, Princess managed to get 6w's hair in a state she was happy with as she started to run the tub, making 6w lean over the edge as she started to wet the hair.

"I still think we should install a shower head in here."

"And I already told you, Builderman will come by in a week to do just that."

"Well, it's taking too long!"

6w rolled their eyes as they felt shampoo being scrubbed into their scalp and all of their hair.

"Soooo... What's he liikkee?~"

"I'm not giving you any information."

"Comme onnnn, I kinda wanna know who my maybe future step-dad will be."

She giggled as she continued to scrub, making sure no shampoo got in their eyes and being careful around the antlers.

"The water's turning brown."

Princess comments in disgust.

"You're overreacting!"

She scoffs as she starts rinsing the shampoo and then starts to condition.

"Your hair is so beautiful... "

"You say that all the time."

"Doesn't get any less true! If only you let me work on it more, you're lucky I'm doing this free of charge."

6w can't help but chuckle a little, which makes Princess pause for a second before she lets out a giggle of her own.

"God, you're so stupid."

She laughs out, the venom in her voice earlier gone, as 6w can't help but smile at her.

"You're such a dork."

Princess says, trying to act cool but happy 6w is letting her do this for once.

"What are you? A high schooler from a Hallmark movie?"

She gasps dramatically.

"You think so little of me!"

"Sorry, your highness."

"I'd prefer majesty as I am a queen."

6w laughs again as Princess rinses out the conditioner in their hair, the hair already feeling smoother and silkier.

"See what I mean! You have perfect hair, and yet you don't use it! Such a tragic waste!! I'd kill to have this."

"Someone's jelly."

She rolls her eyes as she grabs a blowdryer and a towel, and 6W gets up and sits in a chair she has planted in front of the mirror. She quickly tries to rub out any water dripping off their hair with the towel before going in with the blow dryer.

"My question still stands, what's he likkee~?"

6w groans as they finally let up a little.

"O-okay, one clue. . . If I had met him when I was younger, I would've had a panic attack."

"How helpfully vague."

She said as she combed their hair again, as water slowly dried out of the jet back hair.

"Exactly."

"Come oonnn!! I wanna know mooorrreeee!!!"

Princess whined and cried as she grabbed a filer to hopefully smooth out the imperfections in 6w's antlers.

"Well. . . He. . . He has a kid too, 'round your age actually."

"Oh, cool, always wanted a sibling."

6w whined a little as they felt their hair getting pulled as Princess started to style it, using a curler to give them soft waves. She's tried tighter curls, but it didn't look right on 6w.

"I dunno if you'd like his kid. . ."

"What makes you say that?"

". . ."

"Wally, what does that mean!?-"

"How much trouble did she give you?"

7n asks as he pats the spot next to him on the park bench. 6w sighed as they approached closer, sitting next to 7n, resting their head on his shoulder.

"Too much. . . You?"

"Nothing really, though I think I confused him a bit. . . Your hair looks nice. Did Princess do it?"

"She always does."

7n chuckles as he removes their signature hat and pets their now silkier, softer hair, feeling up the new soft waves near the midway point. 6w grumbled at the physical affection.

"Sappy."

"You're the one who keeps planting flowers around my house."

"Ughghhmmm, shhutup."

6w buries their face in 7n's chest as he chuckles, moving to rub their back as he looks at the sun slowly setting. The silence was nice, 6w just listening to 7n's steady heartbeat, the warmth inviting from the slightly cool breeze that comes every once in a while. They both loved the physical affection, and this was better than words, after all. Sometimes he didn't know what to say to them, so he would just hold them instead. he felt as if this spoke more words than words themselves. 6w themself preferred doing nice things for 7n, but this little cuddle session was fine on its own.

Then they heard a bush rustle as they looked behind themselves.

"DAD!?"

CK screamed, popping out of a bush.

"WALLY!?"

Princess shrieked, also getting out of the bush and dusting herself off seconds after.

"Holy shit, dudes."

Bluu said as he sat on the floor, eating popcorn, as he couldn't wait to see the chaos unfold. Fuckin asshole.

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"Wally, piick up, PICK UPP!!! Stop fucking 007n7 and GET OVER HERE!!"

Princess was met with a voicemail. She grumbles as she tosses her phone across her very pink decorated room. She was having an awful day today. First of all, she had forgotten to put her favourite dress in the dryer last night, so she has to rewash it so it won't smell weird. Her hair was not cooperating with her, and her favourite hair ties broke, so she didn't even bother to put on her signature twin-tails.

Beyond looking like a mess, it was raining heavily outside too, and the weather sometimes made her more grumpy than usual, so she felt like a mess.

Additionally, she had forgotten to submit an assignment, which significantly impacted her school grade. She was now going back and forth with her useless excuse of a teacher who never responds to her to see if she can turn it in late! Ughhh!!!

But worst of all?

Her wings.

Her beautiful, polished white wings, which looked like they descended from heaven themselves, felt awful. Usually, some regular maintenance does the trick to make them look perfect again, but sometimes they need extra work. Today was a day for extra work. Nine times out of ten, she gets 226w6 to help her get the hard-to-reach spots because she trusts them with her life. Literally, they could delete her code that lets her live, and she'd die in an instant. That's besides the point. Right now, they were nowhere to be seen, and left a note saying they were out with 007n7.

She considered calling either CK or Bluu, but there's no way she's letting those two idiots into her room! They'd wreck or not have any idea what to do with her magnificent wings! They'd probably destroy it with how destructive those two always were. She didn't even trust them to dress themselves sometimes, their fashion choices were beyond her.

She doesn't really trust the rest of her friends to lay a finger on her elegant wings. . . Except one. . .

Charlotte was enjoying the weekend when her phone started to blare. The girl groggily got up from her bed, the sound of the heavy rain being good white noise for a snooze, as she grabbed her phone from her nightstand. It's Princess.

"Uh- yeah?"

"GET YOUR BUTT HERE! I NEED HELP WITH- er- SOMETHING!"

Charlotte instantly regretted putting the speakerphone on.

"It's raining?-"

"JUST GET OVER HERE!"

"Okay, okay! Just stop yelling!"

Charlotte begrudgingly gets up to head over to Princess's place. She combed her hair and went to brush her teeth because she had forgotten to do that earlier and, wiping her face down with a clean cloth, didn't feel the need to put makeup on today as she headed downstairs. Her mom was at the dinner table while her dad was watching TV.

"I'm going to Princess's."

She stated, grabbing the keys as her father looked over, but her mom spoke first.

"Really? In this weather?"

"Something urgent, I guess."

"When will you be back?"

Charlotte shrugs.

"She didn't give specifics."

Guest 1337 chuckles.

"Does she ever?"

" Exactly , heh."

Daisy rolls her eyes.

"Just text us when you're heading back home, kay?"

"Yeah, love you both, bye!"

She waves as she puts her hood on as she walks out the door, locking it behind her, and quickly gets in the car to try and avoid the rain as much as possible. Keys in the ignition, and she was off.

Princess was waiting outside her window, waiting for Charlotte to arrive. She did that every time the girl came over; she's just excited to see one of her friends, is all! She's impatient after all, at least that was Princess's reasoning when she felt her wings flap happily as she saw the familiar car roll up into the driveway. She opened the door as quickly as she could so Charlotte wouldn't have to wait out in the cold.

"Come on, come in, darling!- Oh my-"

Charlotte was absolutely drenched in water as she chuckled, taking her hood off, which only prevented some water from seeping in.

"I'll get you a towel right away! I'm so sorry I kept you waiting!"

"You literally didn't-"

Princess wasn't listening as she quickly ran off to get a towel, Charlotte kicking off her wet shoes as she also took off her hoodie, leaving her in her slightly moist undershirt. The angel-like being came back quickly, handing her a very fluffy towel.

"Please don't get sick from this. . . Your father will end me."

"I can't make any promises, but I'll try."

Charlotte chuckled, a noise Princess could hear all day if she could- . . . Beeeeecause it's always nice to hear her friends be happy! Ha! No other reason.

Totally.

"What did you need help with?"

Princess stopped and grumbled a little in embarrassment, her face blushing a little as she looked down.

"Um- well. . ."

In shame, Princess revealed the state her wings were in to Charlotte. The usually orderly placement of white feathers, now some loose or some pin feathers, the shining white now dulled, and dust stuck in it.

"Oh my, 6w not here?"

"Out on a date. . ."

Charlotte giggles as Princess looks away.

"Come on, let's head up to your room. I'll get this fixed."

"Thank you. . ."

Charlotte starts walking upstairs, and Princess follows behind, her wings fluttering impatiently behind her. As they walked, Princess could almost feel her body heat up slightly. She's only had 226w6 preen her wings before. . . And it didn't feel like much for her, so why did this feel different?

It shouldn't, right? It's just Charlotte with her dumb face. It's just Charlotte with her always slightly messy hair. . . It's just Charlotte and the way light shines in her eyes to make them highlight a bright pink. . . Just Charlotte with her soft hands. . . Just-

Charlotte opens the door to Princess's grand pink room and jumps on her overly soft bed.

"What'cha waiting for?"

"Sorry!"

Princess soon follows after, sitting down and smoothing out the wrinkles in her skirt and cute dress shirt she is wearing, totally not this look, because Charlotte said it looked good on her once. Totally.

"I need ya to remove your shirt."

"What-!?"

"You want me to have full access to your wings, don't you? Fabric gets in the way."

"Right. . . Right!"

Princess should not have been internally panicking before. It's not weird to change in front of one of your best friends! Just normal stuff, normal. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt, her heartbeat beating much faster than she's used to as she slid it down her arms, some feathers getting caught before she actually got it off.

"Why is your bra so fancy?"

Princess flushed red as she grumbled, trying to keep any dignity she had left. Charlotte was right; she knew her underwear was not what most girls wore. It was lacy and a deep red; it also had mesh that tightly hugged her upper torso.

"W-well, why not? I feel I should be beautiful, whether it be my over clothing or under."

"Doesn't it get itchy??"

"No, I- er- make it myself so it fits me perfectly and I can use fabrics I like."

Charlotte's eyes widened a little.

"You know how to sew?"

"Well, of course I do! Where do you think most of these dresses come from?!"

"That's so cool, actually!"

The brunette giggles a little as she moves Princess's hair out of the way, giving her a clear view of the wings' base, pink skin covered by white feathers.

"I never got to see these things up close."

"I-"

Princess promptly shuts up as Charlotte places a hand on her shoulder, her free hand gliding on the feathers.

To say Princess was embarrassed would be an understatement. Charlotte felt around Princess's wings, feeling the smooth feathers and the feathers that needed working on.

"Alright. Just fix the loose ones, fix up placement, and pins right?"

"And. .  Er- oil coverage, some dust and stuff- yknow. . ."

"Got it."

Charlotte began her word on Princess's left wing. Her fingers felt around the feathers, flicking off any weird things. Her movements were delegate, she knew how fragile wings can be, and she didn't want to take any chances of hurting her friend. Her touches were feather-light as she gently plucked out loose feathers, letting them fall down onto the plush sheets. She felt all around the wing, and each soft white feather wasn't left untouched by her keen eyes.

Princess

Was not taking this well.

Every little nudge, touch, every slight breath she felt against her feathers every time Charlotte needed to get closer, it made her spiral. Her wings twitched every time they made contact with her skin, resisting the urge to flutter about and curl up around her. She needed to keep it together; this was only one of her wings after all! Nothing too hard for her to endure! Right? RIGHT!?

She kept as quiet and still as she could, her hands shaking a little in her lap as Charlotte continued to work, continued to clean and remove and reorganize. She was so careful about it, it made Princess's head fog up a little at every motion she made. Princess needed to be good for her- WHAT!?-

Charlotte soon moved to the next wing, and Princess was already weak in the knees. The process repeated as she seemed quicker this time, maybe because she had practiced on her first wing.

To try and distract herself, she glanced over at the finished wing, and by God, did it look wonderful. While not as purply white as she'd want it, a good wash would fix that, but the loose feathers and pins were nowhere to be seen, and any crooked feathers were now in their correct spots. She would've outstretched her wings further if it weren't for Charlotte slipping a little, grabbing Princess's wing harder than she did before.

And Princess let out a needy whimper.

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Charlotte pauses.

Princess freezes.

Dead silence fills the fancy room as Princess's hands are over her mouth, face flushed a deep red.

"Did- did you just-"

"Shut up." 

Charlotte was in a state of shock as she quickly took her hands off the others' wings, unsure how to respond or deal with this situation. She backed up and sat a little far from the pink one.

". . ."

". . ." 

"W-wait, is that why you were-"

"SHUT UP!" 

Princess wanted to curl up and die in a pit as she couldn't help but feel the warmth in her core build slightly. Princess collapsed to her side, hugging a pillow and squeezing her thighs shut, trying not to let out any tears out of embarrassment. Charlotte stayed still in shock, unsure of what to say or do. But feeling a tad surprised as she felt heat rise to her face, and maybe to somewhere lower.

"Princess-"

"Just- just leave. . . 

"Princess"

"Please. . ." 

Charlotte didn't want to leave her friend behind, yet she remained frozen for a little while longer. The thing that broke her out of that trance was when she heard Princess let out a quiet sob. Her body was hiccupping every once in a while. Instantly, Charlotte instinctively hugged her to comfort.

"Princess, hey, hey. . . Don't cry."

"I-I'm so STUPID! I-I'm S- so I-" 

Princess's wings fluttered as she tried to hide herself further, but Charlotte stayed. She wiped the tears pouring out of the pink one's eyes, mascara streaming down her face.

"Don't be embarrassed, I-I should've been more careful, it's okay, I'm sorry."

"I-it's not that!"

Princess sniffles as her voice boils down to barely a whisper.

"I-it's cuz it's you. . ." 

Even with its quiet volume, Charlotte heard it.

"What?"

"IT'S BECAUSE IT'S YOU, OKAY! NOW LEAVE!" 

Charlotte was surprised by that as she watched her friend retreat under the covers to have a good, long cry. Today was now officially the worst day of Princess's life. . .

But did it really have to be? 

"I can make it up for you. . ."

Charlotte hears a muffled "what?" from under the covers. She slips under the sheets with Princess, hugging her from behind, chest pressed against her feathers. Her hands ghosted the edges of the others' lacy bra, and Princess felt her heart skip a beat.

"Whaddya say?"

She felt Charlotte's breath on her neck as she felt like she was ready to explode, in a good way. On one hand, this could go very well, and she can finally say she's slept with a girl, her best friend too, no less, before! (You think she hadn't experimented with boys already?). On the other hand, this could go very badly, and she'd lose her best friend.

Decisions decisions. . . 

All decision-making was out the window the moment she felt Charlotte lick a feather. Instantly, she sat up, surprising Charlotte, and before the girl could say anything, Princess was already pushing her down into the mattress, her face hidden in the crook of her neck.

"P-Prin- hhAHh!-"

She winced as she felt teeth sink into her shoulder, and she quickly pushed Princess off her.

"Whoah whoah- ow- okay, slow down!"

"Ah!- I'm sorry, did I overstep!?" 

"A little. . ."

Princess felt guilty, and Charlotte quickly reassured her.

"Hey, it's okay, let's just slow down a little."

She puts her hands on the other's hips, fidgeting with the waistband of her skirt.

"You want this, yeah?"

Princess let out a shaky breath, just taking in the feeling of Charlotte's hands on her.

"Y-yes. . ."

She shudders as she feels her skirt being pulled down, past her ankles, and thrown to the floor as Charlotte climbs atop her. Her legs straddle her sides as Princess tries to focus on anything but Charlotte, but as she sees her start to lift up her shirt, she can't help but stare in awe.

Charlotte is pretty fit, all things considered; her dad is a stickler for making sure she's in good health. The hoodies she always wears hide the subtle, but toned muscles of her arms, and the few times she wears crop tops, Princess can notice her abs. Now nothing was left uncovered, and she got to take in her beautiful body.

"Like what you see?"

Charlotte teased as she watched Princess drool over her; every reaction made her core burn a little more. She laughs softly as she tosses her shirt somewhere else and starts to take off her sports bra. Princess felt like she was going to break as she ogled her chest, but she was also slightly ashamed that this was getting her worked up.

She thought she'd have higher standards in the bedroom, but oh well.

She watched as the cloth was pulled away, revealing soft breasts underneath. Charlotte lets out a sigh as she's reminded she needs to buy a bigger size bra soon, as it was starting to crush her lungs a little. She looked down at a very red Princess, and she smiled, lifting her arms behind her head.

"Too much for you?"

Charlotte teases as Princess looks away, trying to pretend she hasn't been waiting for this moment in a long time.

"N-no. This is-" 

Before she could get her sentence out, she saw Charlotte lean down, hands slamming down at the sides of her head. Her face was really close to her snow, seeing the deep brown with pink undertones staring down at her.

"Just relax, okay?"

A hand brushes down Princess's cheek, her heart beating out of her chest as she feels the hand trail from the side of her head to her shoulders, then slowly to her clothed chest. Charlotte lets her hands linger on Princess's breasts, squeezing ever so slightly to hook onto the hem of her bra, pulling it up and above her head before tossing it as well. Princess quickly diverted her eyes to everything but Charlotte herself, not wanting to overwhelm her already overwhelmed brain.

"Char-" 

She's instantly shut up by the brunette leaning down, feeling her skin and weight upon her own as she kisses her softly and slowly. Before Princess could react and savor this, Charlotte pulled back, a mischievous but soft smile on her face.

"It's okay. . . Just stay there and look pretty, okay?"

Princess nods as Charlotte works on their undergarments, pulling her panties and shirt down in one fell swoop. Instantly, she hides her face in embarrassment, this whole situation making her heart pound in her chest. Her wings that started this all fluttered against the bedsheets. She left Charlotte's shift, but couldn't bear to watch in fear of making a fool of herself, until she left skin against skin once again, and a slight wetness. Charlotte's hands guided themselves up from her hips to her torso before gently pulling her arms away from her face.

"Hey, you okay?"

She asks, concern lacing her voice, and Princess tries to relax.

"Yeah- just. . . Never done this before." 

Charlotte's expression softens as she leans down once again, planting kisses on her cheek and against her neck.

"It's okay, I'll go slow, yeah?"

"Okay. . ." 

She let her hands roam around her body once again, feeling the silky soft skin. One of her hands rested on one of Princess's breasts, kneading into it as she kissed the other one, before lapping the nipple with her tongue. Princess trembles, keeping her eyes closed, trying to keep her breathing steady, but the stimulation on her chest makes that difficult. It becomes more difficult to stay composed once she feels Charlotte's knee press against her slit, softly grinding into it. Her thighs squeeze against her knee as a reflex. Charlotte pops her mouth off Princess's chest as she leans up to give her a soft kiss on the lips again, making her knee grind a little harder, feeling her hole leaking against it.

"You're so beautiful. . ."

She members once she pulls slightly away from the other.

"Everything about you is so. . . Beautiful ."

Princess has been called beautiful so many times. At school, by strangers, by 226w6, friends. But. . . This felt different coming from her. She whined.

"You have a wonderful hourglass figure, so many would kill to be like you."

She almost whimpered at the words as she felt Charlotte removing her knee and moving down. Her hands roam around her tight, lightly pressing into the soft fat. Her cunt twitched from the lack of stimulation, but that was quickly rectified as she felt her thumb press onto her clit, circling it slowly. She felt along the hardening bud as her other hand traced along her entrance, slowly pressing two fingers inside her wet and warm hole. Charlotte felt Princess give her a needy clench, whimpers, and soft moans escaping her lips.

"That's it. . . Just enjoy it, you're doing so well for me."

"Chh-Chharlotte. . ."

She moans out as she feels her speed up, curling her fingers inside her to fit a certain spot inside of her, making her legs shake and wings flap. She removes her thumb just to lean in and kiss her clit, lapping it and suckling on it to get a reaction out of Princess. And a reaction was given almost instantly as her thighs squeezed around the sides of her head. She presses her tongue harder against the bud, circling around the center of it. Her own hand traveled down to rub her own clit.

"Oh-oh my- Charlotte-"

She hums against her, watching her little reactions as she starts to go harder, speeding up her mouth and fingers. She added a third finger to the mix not long after, feeling Princess's walls clench around her. Princess felt like she was in heaven, her wings curling around her as she continued to moan in increasing volume, feeling herself becoming close.

"Fh-faster. . ."

She whispers as she swears she sees Charlotte smirk, instantly feeling her go harder and faster, etching her closer and closer. She couldn't help but moan louder, chest heaving as she smiled, some drool leaking down the corner of her mouth, a hand coming down to rest on her brown hair. She tugged on it lightly, trying to pull her closer than she already is. Charlotte thought she looked ethereal like this.

And soon.

It all came crashing down on her.

Her thighs tried to close on Charlotte's head, hand tugging harder as her cunt spasms, slick leaking out as she let out a string of curses and whimpers, some of which sounded like Charlotte's name. Charlotte watched as Princess's eyes shook as she rode out her orgasm, panting as she pulled away, some slickness sticking to her shin and lips. Her fingers slipped out, covered in a layer of sticky, clear slick. Her own hand sped up on herself as she got close. Princess barely registered anything, a wave of exhaustion overtaking her, but she got a wonderful peek of Charlotte, back arched and her body in full view, tempting ever so slightly as she came as well.

Soon enough, Charlotte came to Princess's side on the bed, head resting on the wings that caused this.

"Cuddle or shower first?"

She asks as Princess chuckles.

"We can. . . Shower in the morning. . ."

She mumbles as she pulls Charlotte into a tight hug, instantly falling asleep in the afterglow.

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Mia stared at her friends, sipping a soda. She had organized a get-together because she was getting lonely. What she had failed to realize was that some of her friends had gotten together. She found this out when she realized Princess and Charlotte were kissing in the bathroom. They forgot to lock the door.

But then she sees CK and Bluu cuddling on the couch. Mia sighs as she rubs her temples, the pair's love blinding them from the fact that they are IN HER HOUSE-

She leans against the wall, sighing obnoxiously loudly.

"Damn, these bitche's gay."