Nega/Anti Fic
and as a follow up to that other one... I wrote this too, which is slightly more graphic.
warnings: emetophobia (again, in the goopy fashion), body horror?, and more sad anti
"Y'know this, ah... really wasn't what I expected when I came here...."
"What? Did you expect me to shove you against the wall and have my way with you or something?"
"Well...." Honestly, it wasn't a far off guess from what Anti had originally had in mind, especially after literal weeks of Nega trying to convince him to spend the night with him. He wasn't sure what finally pushed him over the edge to bring him here, but he had definitely found himself lying on an unfamiliar bed, stripped down to nothing with Nega leaning over him, fingers tracing invisible patterns on his body.
Nega just laughed it off. "I guess I can't blame you. Normally I would move things along faster but with you... I wanna take my time. Someone like you deserves to be pampered."
"W-what?" Anti felt the blood rush to his face and immediately covered it with his hands. "No... that's not true."
"Oh hush. The fact that you even think that proves all the more that you deserve it." Nega reached up and pulled Anti's hands away from his face. "Just lie back and enjoy yourself."
Anti took a deep breath and tried to do just that. He was thankful he couldn't see actually, because just hearing Nega rustle or move made him nervous. If he actually had to see where his hands were wandering, he'd probably be shaking. He might be shaking anyway.
"So, you've done this before, right? With Dark?"
"...." He gave a nod, not wanting to say much more on the matter. It was awfully hard to relax if he was going to bring up memories like that.
"What'd he do? Was it all through the mouth or...." Anti felt his fingers trail from his chest downward and his whole body tensed as soon as Nega's fingers found their way to his naval. "Did he ever touch you here...?"
"N...no... that's... w-we're not supposed to...."
"Well it's fine for you. You were sterilized, right?"
That question immediately threw him for a loop, making him forget the situation he was in completely. Was he...? "... why would I be?"
Nega continued to run his fingers along Anti's belly, never going any further. "Because you're defective. You're blind- there's no reason for the government to gather your goop. They don't want bad genes mixed in the pot."
The government did a lot of things to him that he honestly could not tell what it was that they were doing. They'd never given him an answer and after a while he stopped asking. Could that have been true? "How do you know this?"
"I'm a defect too."
"What? Why, what's wrong with ya?"
"Arthritis. Like, to a serious extent. Some days I can barely even move. It all has to do with that monster form... it really fucks with my joints. So, they sterilized me."
This was the first time Anti had ever heard of anything like this. Most likely because he didn't know many people in general... and Dark must not have been sterilized. He seemed pretty normal. Then again, so did Nega.
"I woulda never guessed...."
"Mhm... so... it's okay, right?" The conversation ended abruptly as Nega pressed is fingers against his stomach, a slit opening up enough for him to slip the tips of his fingers inside. Anti immediately stiffened, fingers grabbing at the sheets below him.
"Nnn...."
"I'm gonna take that as a yes." Anti couldn't have responded if he wanted to, goop already starting bubble up out of his throat and dribbling out of the corners of his mouth. "Look at you... you're such a virgin." Nega laughed, fingers continuing to play with the hole until it was opened wider.
Nega let out a surprised hum. "Oh wow. There's no spikes, huh? That's weird, I've never met anyone who didn't have them... must be another defect."
Well, Anti was just learning all sorts of new things from this experience. "There's... supposed to be spikes? Is it bad if I don't?"
"Nah. In fact, it's better. Just gives me freedom to do this!"
Anti was confused for a moment, unsure what 'this' meant... until he felt something thick and wet push it's way into the hole and he gasped, more goop spilling out of his mouth.
Nega had his fingers still inside, spreading him open to give his tongue better access. He'd always been curious to find out what it felt like on the inside, but those spikes always barred him from it. He delved his tongue deeper until the tip of it reached something... liquid, and he realised that must be where the goop came from inside. He pulled back, lifting his head up to get a look at Anti and smirked as soon as he saw the state the other was already in.
"You're a mess.... Why don't I help you clean up?" He crawled up until he was hovering over Anti completely, hands on either side of his head. "I'm already craving another taste anyway." Nega leaned down, running his tongue along Anti's neck, licking up the goop that had spilled down, and trailed up to his chin. He broke away for a moment before kissing Anti.
... but Anti's immediate lack of response stopped him from going any further. "... what's wrong? Still nervous even after all that?"
"... no...."
"You're not feeling regrets already, are you? 'Cause... we can stop if you are...."
"No! Don't... I'm just...."
Nega stared down at him before it finally clicked. "Aah... well, if it makes it any easier, you can always pretend I'm Dark. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Except it would be, because with Dark he hadn't been naked. It hadn't been planned. And as Nega kissed him again, he couldn't imagine the taste of cinnamon on his tongue. For that matter, Dark's tongue wasn't forked.
Anti knew he had to relax, though, and thinking about Dark wasn't helping. He let himself focus on Nega and Nega alone, fingers letting go of the sheets to instead tangle themselves in Nega's hair, his tongue pressing against the forked one invading his mouth. He came here to enjoy himself, and he was gonna do just that.
As soon as he felt Anti getting more into it, Nega's enthusiasm jumped through the roof, eagerly lapping up goop as it rose from Anti's throat, and one hand lingering down until it reached his naval again, fingers dipping inside.
Anti squirmed under his touch, eyebrows furrowing and more goop coming up as he whined. He didn't want to be pushed over the edge so soon but he wasn't sure how much more he could handle.... Nega seemed to sense this and he broke the kiss, panting to catch his breath. "You're close, aren't you?"
He didn't want to admit it, but Anti nodded despite that. It wasn't like he could lie.
"I want to make you feel really good... but give me a second to get myself ready." He suddenly felt less crowded as Nega sat back, situating himself between Anti's legs. "Don't worry, I won't let you lose the buzz."
His fingers found their way right back into the hole, just teasing around the edge and driving Anti mad. He covered his mouth to hide a moan, and leaving it there as he focused hard on keeping himself together. He tried to concentrate on Nega but with hearing alone he couldn't tell was he was doing to himself. He could hear the other panting still, harder now, along with... another sound? He couldn't tell what it was and he was tempted to steal Nega's sight just to find out... but maybe it was better if he didn't know.
In any case, he didn't really have that much time to think about it.
"Are you ready?"
He didn't even have the time to say yes before Nega's mouth was on his hole again, tongue delving inside and the distinct feeling of something dripping off of it.
Anti did have the time to whisper, "holy shit...." and then all he could feel was thick, sticky liquid pouring into him.
This was a completely different sensation than having someone else's goop in his mouth. Warmth spread all through him, toes curling and one hand digging right back into the sheets. The only thing keeping him from arching up was Nega's hands holding him down.
His own goop shot up and out, seeping through the fingers of his hand that was still covering his mouth. He had to move it to keep from choking, the abundance of goop too much to hold in. It ran all down his chin and his cheeks, still bubbling out even after the initial orgasm.
The stream of goop flowing into his hole stopped as Nega pulled away, some of it dripping down onto his stomach and threatening to leak out. Nega placed a kiss just above his naval and traveled upwards, peppering kisses all over him until he reached his mouth, giving him one last, soft kiss.
Anti just lied there, panting, feeling the bed shift as Nega got up and headed somewhere else, but he didn't know where those footsteps were headed. It wasn't until he heard them again and suddenly felt a wet rag on his face that he realised Nega had gone to clean up... and was helping him out now.
He didn't move a muscle, just letting Nega wipe up the mess as his brain registered everything that just happened. He'd come here expecting something quick and rough, just to blow some steam and get Nega off his back... and instead ended up with this. This night of someone actually trying to make him feel good and now taking care of him afterwards? Anti thought he might actually cry.
"Whoa, whoa, buddy, are you okay? I didn't hurt you at all did I?" The concern in Nega's voice sounded so genuine... Anti wasn't sure why it pissed him off.
"No... I'm fine. J-just...." He could feel himself getting choked up and it wasn't goop causing it this time.
"Hey...." There was a gross plop sound as Nega tossed the rag somewhere and he climbed back into bed, pulling Anti close to him. "It's alright. Cry if it makes you feel better."
So he did. He didn't cry often but he allowed himself this much. There were no sobs, just big, goopy tears making a mess of his face again.
"He woulda never done this for me...."
Nega frowned, but didn't respond. He knew there was nothing he could say that would make him feel better. He ran his fingers through Anti's hair, unsure how else to comfort him. He was somewhat tempted to leave and go kick Dark's ass... but that definitely wouldn't have helped.
It didn't take long for Anti to calm down and relax in Nega's arms. Considering how sleepy he was normally, this had been enough activity and emotion to knock him out within minutes. Nega let out a sigh. He wasn't originally planning to let Anti sleep over... but it didn't look like he had a choice now. He wasn't sure he was ready to let go yet anyway.








