《Undertale Lemons》Errink
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Error was chilling in the antivoid when he started to feel hot. His black bones started to sweat. 'Wtf! I'm not supposed to sweat, I'm a skeleton!' he thought to himself. Suddenly, Ink showed up.
Ink was in a sitting position with his hands holding his sketchbook over his lap. His face was covered in a rainbow blush. When he realized I was looking at him, his blush grew brighter as he looked down at the book.
"Ink? What's wrong?" I said with my non-glitched voice. Ink looked up at me with tears in his eye sockets. He stood up and wrapped is arms around my neck and I felt my shirt being soaked with tears. A blush crept its way on my face. NO ERROR! I CAN'T BE TURNED ON BY INK'S CRYING.
Fuck it
I snaked my arms around his waist, pulling him closer into my embrace. I then felt something bulging into my crotch. "Oh shet Ink" Ink let go and walked off embarassed, still not saying anything. He's in heat?
"Inky~? Are you in heat?" he nodded and looked away blushing again. I came up behind him and hugged him again, slithering my hands up his shirt, massaging his ribs.
"Error don't- Ahhh~~" I had leaned down and began licking his neck, finding that sweet spot. Ink started squirming and turned around and put his arms around my neck. I brought my head up to see a hickey forming. Smirking, I pulled him into a kiss.
~~Le Author-chan's pov~~
Error licked Ink's lower lip, asking for entrance. Ink declined, trying to be dominant. Error was irritated by this and grabs Ink's already summoned ass. Ink gasped and Error took the chance to let his tongue move its way and dominate Ink's mouth. The pleasure drove Ink crazy, leading to pinning Error on the ground, grinding against him.
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"Well, well... Inky is trying to start something first?" Error whispered seductively in Ink's ear. "Ugh Error, don't test me when I'm like this." Ink said. He teleported the two to Ink's bed. He captured Error in a passionate kiss, distracting him as Ink handcuffed him to the bedpost.
"Kinky Inky~~" Error had said once Ink broke the kiss. Ink just mumbled a simple "Shut up. That's Master to you, fucker." and attacked Error's neck. Error squirmed at his submissiveness, he has never been dominated before. He moaned as Ink bit into his sensitive bone, drawing a little blood. Ink kissed the mark that was now visible on Error.
Ink went down to remove Error's shorts, his member sprung out, begging for attention. "Oh no, this will not do~~~ Glitchy, summon something else~~" Error looked at him confused, then immediately understood what he meant. He gulped. "I-Inky, I don't th-think I can do th-that..."
Ink squeezes Error's dick, making him gasp and cry out in pain. "I-I'm sorry, I-I meant M-master..." Ink let go. "Thank you, now summon something else for me fucker."
"B-but I don't know how..."
"It's easy. All you gotta do is imagine yourself as a girl." He leans down into Error's ear. "Just imagine my huge dick penetrating your tight ass pussy~~~" And with that, Error has a female body. Ink pinned him down and somehow tied up to the bed, Error's arms were tied behind his back and his legs were spread and tied down with... strings? It seems Ink has fashioned up some strings similar to Error's.
Ink moaned in delight as he removed his own clothing. He teased Error's now wet entrance, rubbing his throbbing member against it. Error came on Ink. "How the fuck did you cum already? I didn't even do anything."
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"I-I never really th-thought of myself b-being a female, so I n-never really got to explore a female b-body... I-I'm sorry m-master..." Ink sent him a seductive look. "You don't have to be sorry glitchy, I was like that when you first fucked me~ I guess today is my lucky day~~" and started teasing him again.
"Ink-... Master~ d-don't t-tease~~" Error moaned. Ink began to rub it against Error's clit, earning another loud moan from him. "All right then Glitchy~" and with that, he shoved his full length all the way into Error. Error screamed in pain. "FUCK! SHIT PULL OUT! IT'S TOO BIG!!!" Ink smirked at the sight of him taking Error's female virgin body. He started thrusting at inhuman speeds.
Error's screams and the sound of ecto bodies colliding filled the room. He felt an unfamiliar knot in his core, warning him about his close release. Ink, still in an attempt to show dominance over his lover, untied one leg and lifted it up to rest on his shoulder. This made it easier for him to thrust even deeper into Error.
Ink bit Error's leg, drawing some blood. Error screamed and moaned while Ink licked up all the blood, thrusting into him at a faster pace if it was possible. Error felt himself about to explode. Ink noticed and thrusted harder, hitting that one spot. This sent Error over the edge and he came on Ink as a screaming and moaning mess.
Faster and faster as Ink went, Error's moaning of "OH M-MASTER~ NYGGHHHHH~ pleASe dON't StOp MastER~~" was probably so loud the whole town could hear it. Error came onto Ink for a third time, tightening around Ink. Ink groaned and started thrusting faster. "F-Fuck! Error you're so fucking tight!~"
The colorful one started to grow tired and his thrusts became sloppy. He soon reached his climax and filled Error with his warm fluids. Error came with him... again... and whimpered at the overstimulation, eventually passing out. Ink did a few more thrusts to make sure his seed was fully inside his lover. He removed Error's bondings after pulling out and pulled a blanket over them. 'I'll clean this mess up and draw a bath in the morning', he thought to himself. Ink cuddled up to Error's chest as his eyelids grew heavy.
"I love you" was all that was heard before both lovers were happily asleep.
Little do they know Breeze, Error's little sister (And my OC), was lowkey recording them and was planning to use it to blackmail Error.
Bonus: When they woke up, both Ink and Error were pregnant
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