Jschlatt and Quackity
"Of course I-" Quackity was cut off by Shlatt slamming him against the wooden walls and immediately starting to kiss him. Quackity was in shock for a second before kissing back. The ram-hybrid bit at the others lip, earning a few whimpers from his vice-president. Shlatt began to grind into Quackity's crotch, earning moans from him. With this, he slipped his tongue into Quackity's mouth, taking in the taste of him while the other crumpled under him.
Once they both pulled away, Shlatt told him to get on his knees. Quackity obliged to this, still flustered and vision a bit hazy. Shlatt wasted no time, pulling out his hard cock and hitting Quackity's cheek. Quackity opened his mouth and licked the tip, earning a groan from Shlatt. He took the whole cock in his mouth, it hitting the back of his throat. Shlatt wanted more than this, so he gripped Quackity's hair and began to fuck his mouth. This action made Quackity gag, before trying to pick up with it.
"God, Quackity- You look so nice with your lips around my cock-"
He stopped himself from speaking when he came, but this still wasn't enough for him.
Oh, how he had wanted to ruin Quackity for so long.
After getting Quackity on his back on the floor, he put his fingers in his mouth to try and prep him enough for this. After he assumed they were wet enough, he inserted one into Quackity. Quackity let out a gasp at the action, immediately trying to stop himself from moaning. Shlatt added the second, now watching his vice-president squirm under him. It was a sight to see, honestly. He finally added the third finger, stretching Quackity out to how he thought he would need it for his own cock to fit.
He pulled his fingers out, earning a whimper from the winged-man because of the loss. He gripped onto Quackity's hips, slowly pushing himself in. He let out a soft groan at the tightness and warmth of the other hybrid. The whimpers and small moans that came from Quackity when he did this were making him just want to slam into him, fuck his brains out, but he was going to let him adjust first.
After a few agonizing minutes, Quackity nodded his head as a show that Shlatt could move. Shlatt immediately started to thrust, slowly picking up pace. The taller one under him letting out moans and pleas as if it was all he knew how to do. Shlatt picked up to a very fast pace, putting the smaller man’s leg over his shoulder as the sound of skin slamming together filling the room along with Quackity's loud moans. If anyone were to have walked past, they would have definitely heard. It made them both grateful that Tubbo wasn't here right now.
At one hit, Quackity let out a cry. He found Quackity's prostate. He began to ram directly into it, making Quackity's moans louder if that was even possible. Quackity was both gasping and moaning due to the pleasure in this situation. He knew he was near his release, but he couldn't talk clearly to the other. The sound of skin clapping had sped up, and Quackity had figured Shlatt was close to his release, too. Quackity let out a moan as he came, covering his stomach in his semen. Quackity had managed to get tighter, making Shlatt immediately fill him with his cum. Quackity shuddered when he felt the hot sticky semen fill him up.
Shlatt never pulled out, though. His now softening cock still sliding against Quackity's over sensitive walls. Earning another slight moan from Quackity, despite him being tired at this point. Shlatt pulled him over to his makeshift bed, leaving his cock inside of him. He knew they would be sticky when they both woke up, but as of right now, he didn't really care. Seeing as Quackity, despite the literal dick up his ass, had already fallen asleep, he also ended up falling asleep. He knew he would probably regret this come morning, but for now, he didn't care.