‍ ‍𝓜oney, 𝓜oney, 𝓜oney.ᐟ

“ Damn, only a little? “ teasingly pulling head back, thoughtful expression on his face. “ Maybe I’ll have to disappear for longer, then … “

small snort, but he doesn’t resist ( though, it’d be futile anyways, he knows. ). “ What, didya miss me? “

🟤〰️⚪️

🦆

Do you ever stop talking

“ But I know you’d look pretty, you always do, “ came the purr from Quackity’s throat, nestling his face in Wilbur’s neck. “ Y’can’t argue with me there. “

“ Oh, you’re capable of that? “ Teasing, another squeeze to his waist. Leaning up, Quackity places a soft kiss to his jaw and murmured his next words to the skin there, “ You’re pretty when you blush. “

“ Hmmm, “ a small hum, eyes trailing over his taller companion. An arm loops around his waist ; holding his lover to his side with a reassuring squeeze. He had Wilbur. Wilbur was here. “ I’m enjoying the view plenty. “

“ Uh huh, “ Quackity retorts dryly, slipping his hand into the others. He doesn’t move from where he stands — rooting them both back a bit, to more solid ground. “ And what are you doing? “

“ Shut up, “ Quackity huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. “ I can very well leave if you’d prefer that, Soot. “

Faceplanting in the sand just outside Las Nevadas.

“ Mi hombre guapo, te quiero mucho, “ Quackity hummed, warm breath fanning across skin as he allows the kisses to grace more of Schlatt, previously hidden from him. What a treat.

“ Oh, I know I do, “ leaning in afterwards to place his own kisses — trailing from and up Schlatt’s jaw. “ But still, let me say it. “

“ You can go back to sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up again, “ a final hum, hopefully reassuring enough for the other to drift off.

“ Looks good on you, “ Q purrs, shifting carefully underneath the grip on his waist. It’s comforting — the touch he hadn’t had in so long enough for him to melt into.

“ Yes, yes. Of course. “ A soft coo — pulling Wilbur even closer. Any closer and they may as well become one. ( He’s not against it. )

Taking a casual seat in @wealthorned ‘s lap, fiddling with his tie. “ This one of the ones I got you? “