How about Horror and Red? :D
Kinks: Public sex, poessive, pain? idk. I just write but don't keep track
Red limped his way to his sentry station. His leg was killing him with every step he took. Yesterday, he was attacked by one of the mutt’s. They were driven by LV and couldn’t fully control themselves. Red made sure to leave a scar on the bastard but not before Doggo nearly bite his leg in two.
It was a pain to explain to the Boss. It was even worse to explain to his Lover, Blood. Once the other sans saw the bite mark, the other had fallen silent. Staring at the mark with an empty eyesocket.
Red didn’t think much of it. Not when the other came from a cannibalistic world. Seeing a bite mark on Red probably would have triggered some PTSD moments for the larger killer. How many loved ones did the other lose to cannibalism? Probably too many.
Either way, it was a large ass pain to walk to his station. He would teleport, but Boss hated it when he would waste magic on shortcuts. Especially when his magic was trying to heal and mend bones.
His brother would know if he teleported. The last thing he wanted was for Boss to get pissed or for him to be worrying enough to get distracted. Red sighed and rolled his head back. The cold air hitting him.
The sentry station came into view. It was one of the older types and made from wood. The others were made with better materials but Red could never bring himself to care.
So that is why when he saw an expensive looking lunchbox, he had come to a halt. Every bone in his body was screaming to shank the first thing that moved. Yet, it didn’t take a genius for him to know who it was.
He took a few hesitant steps towards the station. He could feel the other’s eyelight on him, watching him like a wolf watches an injured rabbit. There was a strong smell of ketchup and blood. It was a smell so strong that anyone could smell it from a mile away. Red could get high off of it.
The lunchbox looked like it was worth more than Red’s salary. Cleaner than anything Red had ever owned. Its main color was a light yellow, almost white, with ruby red roses decorating it.
It had a latch on it, keeping the box closed shut. Red felt his fingers twitch, curious about what was inside. Then again, Blood could be in a mood to play ‘prey’ and this could be a trap. A shiver of excitement ran down Red’s spine at the thought of that. He may not be able to run far, but getting caught wouldn’t exactly be a punishment.
He opened the lunchbox slowly, barely able to hold in his excitement. With each small movement, Red could hear his soul pound in his chest. He flipped the lunchbox open and peered inside.
A body instantly pressed against his back. Red could hear a growl against his neck as arms wrapped around him and twisted him around. Red didn’t have time to react before he was pressed onto his back with a snarling Blood above him.
Time felt like it slowed down. The other’s image was slightly blurry above due to the artificial sunlight. That didn’t stop Red from looking straight into that dangerous eyelight. The other’s hands had circled around Red’s. Keeping them pinned at the side of his head.
“Hey, Big guy,” Red tilted his head to the side. He had to keep from smiling as his soul pounded in his chest.
Blood’s eyelight had shrunken down. His breathing was harsh. There was a bright red glow coming from the other’s messy shorts. Red felt his own body shiver at the situation. The need to wrap his legs around Blood grew as he wiggled in his spot. When he moved, Blood tightened his grip around him. Pain and excitement ran up Red’s spine.
“Mine.” Blood growled above him. His low, gravelly voice had the wetness between Red’s legs growing. Fuck, the things that voice did to Red was sinful. “Dogs know you’re mine, now.”
Red could feel the bulge in Blood’s pants. He wasn’t even sure Blood noticed. The other looked distant in his eyelight, nearly feral. It was thrilling!
Red tried to let himself relax despite his obvious excitement. A shark-like grin spread across his face. “Don’t know about that-”
A hand came down and wrapped around his throat. Stopping Red from continuing that sentence. Blood was now snarling into his face, pressing more of his body into Red.
With that, Red's ecto snapped to life. Filling out from his ribs to his knees. His body tingled in excitement, his vagina throbbed in anticipation. Red's eyelights fell lidded as he stared at the looming skeleton.
“Fuck me,” Red whispered with a hoarse voice. He weakly tugged his hands in the other’s grip. He knew for a fact his eyelights had snapped into the shape of a heart. Red lifted his hips up to his lover, inviting the other to do what he wanted. “Wanna own me? Show those mutt’s whose pet they are messing with?”
Those words struck a chord within the other. Blood yanked back and grabbed a hold of Red’s shorts. Cold air hit his bare pussy, making Red gasp and shiver.
"mine!" Blood stared at Red with hunger in his eyelight. The latter propped up on his elbows, only to get shoved back down. Red laughed at the rough treatment. He loved it when Blood tended to be rough.
He looked down at Blood and smiled. Blood had yanked down his own pants. HIs ecto-penis sprung out. It was a glowing carmine red with spikes leading down the underside.
Red let out a loud scream as Blood unhesitantly thrusted into him. The other didn’t wait for him to adjust. It did help a lot that Red was soaked. Didn’t hurt either that the burn felt amazing to the smaller sans.
With each thrust, there was a creek from the sentry station. Red let his voice ring out through the underground. Feeling no shame for what was happening.
Blood was letting out growls and pants. It was nearly drowned out by Red’s moans. Despite his harsh thrusts, the giant made sure to be gentle with his hurt leg. His grip barely there with it, his fingers barely touching the leg. As if he was afraid to hurt Red anymore.
“Mine.” Blood grunted, his fingers tenderly rubbed at his leg. Each word was meet with thrusts. His voice rumbled deep in his chest. “My mate. My Red.”
“Yours.” Red whimpered. He raised his hips, trying to get Blood deeper in him. Red needed him deeper, needed more. Wanted the other to mark and claim him in any way possible. “Yours. Always yours, Blood.”
It was the truth. From the moment Red and Blood meet, they were both each others. As fucking sappy as that sounded, it was true. Red was gone the moment he was pressed against a random tree by an axe. Just like Blood was gone when Red got him on his back with a single leg swipe.
One single moment led to this. Red couldn’t be any luckier. Annnnnnd in any more pleasure. Fuck, Blood was good at this. Always has been. The other could take Red as rough as he wanted and he wouldn’t be any happier. Yet somehow, Blood still had a gentle touch.
Speaking of gentle touch, the hand around his neck disappeared. the hand had found his clit and circled it. His touch was rushed and unsteady. It was a hard thing to do with how hard Blood was thrusting.
Pleasure made up Red as that knot in his stomach started to become tighter. It was all Red could do but to cling to Blood harder.
Blood then bent down, his teeth sinking into Red’s neck. Marrow began to trickle down his neck. Red grabbed the back of Blood’s head and kept him there. He tilted his head over to the side.
It was exactly enough to get the job done for Red. His eyelights flickered out as he let out a scream that mimicked Blood’s name. His back arched off the table as pleasure rippled through his body. His hands grabbed at the end of his station, fingers digging into the splintered wood.
He clamped down around Blood as the other continued to fuck Red into the station. Overstimulated, whines and whimpers began to escape him. He tried in vain to meet the other’s thrust to help him along.
Weakly ground back against Blood. He needed Blood to cum. He needed the other to mark him. He needed to feel it. He needed to be branded by Blood. He wanted everyone to know who he belonged to, by sight and smell.
“Cum!” Red began to beg. “Cum inside! Please, Blood!” Red was close to sobbing. His hands ran all over Blood, clutching at his shirt. “Blood, i need it! Please!”
Blood’s thrust began to stutter. He locked eyes with Red, an unspoken question in his eyelight. Red nodded quickly as an answer, given the other permission. Blood sped up his thrusts before slamming into Red one last time.
Red groaned when he felt Blood’s cum shoot into him. The larger nearly fell on of him. Red’s legs slipped from his grasp and fell down to Blood’s waist.
The couple laid there for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath. Red had brought his hand up, rubbing his fingertips along the harsh edges of the hole in Blood’s skull.
“Mine…” Blood licked at Red’s new mark. A purr rumbled out of his chest. red cuddled up into the other, loving the feeling of the other against him. “My mate, my Red.”
“Yours…” Red instantly agreed with a nod of his head. He leaned up and pressed a kiss to his larger mate. Blood let out a pleased rumble, returning the kiss with what little energy he had.
The next day, Red proudly showed off his new collar to the Canine Unit.
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