Claiming Whats His ~Smut~
(you know what screw it)
(yas im writing sin this early LET ME DO MAH THANG)
(you have no idea how happy that drawing nekophy made makes me like holy shit)
(i'll also be posting this on tumblr so...)
(also sorry if its not as good as i want it to be... i still need more practice with BDSM :'3)
(most of these ideas were requested anyways XD)
Goth's P.O.V
Goth woke up in a dark, red room. It took a few moments to adjust to the darkness, but he couldn't help but notice that he was on someone's bed and his hands were tied up and above his head. To his surprise, he wore a dark purple skirt, a small, black shirt outlined with white lace that showed his spine, purple striped stockings, a spiked collar with a chain, and his scarf was tied behind his neck like a bow.
A shiver ran down Goth's spine and his blood ran cold. A light, purple hue formed on his cheeks at his clothing. He had no idea how he got here, but Goth was positive that Underfell Palette had something to do with it.
Before Goth could try anything, the door clicked open and revealed a silhouette of a skeleton. Instantly, Goth was paralyzed with fear as the figure slowly walked towards him.
There was a dark chuckle. "Miss me beautiful~?"
Goth snapped back into reality and manged to speak. "What do you want, Palette?" Goth growled, his voice lacing with venom. He didn't dare to look at the other in the eye.
Palette smirked and raised his hands mockingly in surrender. "How rude... I just wanted to have some fun. Now, we could either do this the easy way or the hard way~"
"As if I'm going to submit that easily," Goth growled, trying to free his wrists from the bondage. He was honestly surprised at himself for not stuttering at least once. His soul was pounding so hard that he was sure Palette could hear.
Palette gave a low chuckle and slowly pulled out his knife, causing Goth to freeze in fear. "Heh, feisty. I like it~" He paused for second to lift Goth's chin with the blade of his knife. "Well... you asked for it."
Goth gulped as Palette slowly climbed on top of him. Palette ran the blade down his cheek, not enough to leave a scratch, but enough to leave behind a tingling feeling of fear and something else. Even if it was just simple knife play, it terrified him nevertheless.
"G-Get off me!" Goth yelled, flinching as the blade lightly grazed his chin and slid over his neck.
Palette smirked at Goth's terrified expression. "Aww... so tense already? We haven't even started yet~"
Goth's eyes never left the knife as Palette led the blade down to his chest, ripping the fabric in half perfectly and revealed Goth's ribs. Palette licked his lips in response, his eyes gleaming with lust.
"Holy shit you look delicious~" Palette purred, lightly running his fingers down Goth's spine, causing him to gasp in surprise and slightly in pleasure. Palette chuckled darkly from his reaction and started to rub the others spine.
Goth wanted to something, anything to stop the other from continuing. But his conscience told him that no matter what, don't hurt Palette. Even if it was Underfell Palette. Besides, his overpowering fear of blades left very little room to fight back. All he could do is struggle.
"S-Stop!" Goth cried, as Palette continued to play with his spine. He felt weak and helpless like this. And his struggles and protests only amused the skeleton on top of him. No matter how hard Goth tried to squirm free, his attempts of escape were feeble. "I-I don't want this! P-Please!"
Palette laughed at Goth's feeble struggles and useless begging. "Sorry love, but we're not stopping any time soon."
Goth continued to cry and struggle as Palette pulled out his blade once more. At the sight of the knife made Goth freeze completely still. Palette smiled in satisfaction and ever so slightly traced Goth's birthmark with the tip of his knife, sending shivers down Goth's spine and clouded his mind with overwhelming fear.
There were no words that can describe how terrified Goth felt. It was like a nightmare coming to life. His overpowering fear of knives and Underfell Palette himself was enough to make him to anything, just to stay safe.
Goth didn't even realize he was crying until Palette gently wiped the tears away with his thumb. This only made Goth cry harder, hot tears streamed down his face. The tears didn't stop.
Palette chuckled softly at Goth's sobbing and silenced him but putting duct tape over his mouth. It definitely silenced him, and his sobs turned into muffled crying.
"Shh, don't cry~" Palette cooed with a smirk. Goth felt another flash of fear as Palette placed his legs over his shoulders. "Just relax~"
Goth trembled as Palette lifted his skirt and peered underneath. Goth saw Palette licked his lips excitedly and a mischievous smirk appeared on his face.
"Summon a pussy for me," Palette growled menacingly. Goth flinched at the tone of his voice and didn't dare to disobey. Gulping, he summoned an echo-pussy without a second thought.
Immediately, Palette dived forward eagerly. Goth jolted violently as Palette started to spread his pussy open so much that it hurt, and plunged his tongue inside. Goth could feel Palette's tongue licking every inch of his walls, going in deeper every few moments.
Goth wanted to scream for Palette to stop but his vocal cords had other plans. A few muffled moans came out followed by more painful sobs. This hurt, but at the same time it felt... nice?
Palette slowly pulled away with smirk, leaving Goth a trembling mess. Never in his entire life has Goth felt such disturbing pleasure. Goth hated everything about the strange feeling of being touched, but mostly he hated the fact that he liked it.
"Damn... you're so wet~" Palette whispered in the others ear, which made Goth even more wetter then he already was.
Without warning, Palette shoved a finger inside of him and started searching. Goth bit his tongue to prevent himself from letting out a muffled scream or moans, but a few slipped. His tears were still coming, but his sobs quieted down slightly.
It felt weird to have Palette's finger inside of him, it sort of hurt. But there were hints of disturbing pleasure. At this point, Goth figured Palette would be done with him soon so he didn't fight back. Maybe that would speed up the process so they could get this over with. Goth only hoped Palette wasn't planning on actually...
It wasn't long before Palette added in another finger to join the search. At this point, it felt like Palette was almost two inches deep inside of him. What was he looking for anyways? It wasn't like there was anything that would interest him inside of Goth's pussy.
Goth's breathing hitched when Palette found a certain spot. Immediately Palette attacked that spot, moving his fingers in a 'come here' motion. Goth squirmed a bit, feeling disturbed from the slightly painful pleasure he was feeling.
It wasn't long before Goth felt a strange tingling sensation at his lower area. It felt weird and uncomfortable. Goth squirmed a bit, feeling extremely exposed and helpless. Palette didn't stop, his smirk growing as Goth's breathing grew funny.
Suddenly Goth let out out muffled cry as liquid shot out of his pussy and spayed all over the bed. Palette slowly pulled his finger out, chuckling darkly at Goth's dazed expression.
"Is my little slut enjoying himself?" Palette snickered, gently stroking Goth's face with the back of his hand causing the other to shiver. He pulled down his pants slightly so he could enter. "Well it's about to get better~"
Goth immediately panicked and started struggling. Tears ran down his face as he struggled to get the words out of his mouth.
"No! Stop, please!" Goth tried to say, but the only thing that came out was muffled screaming. Palette laughed at this attempts to beg for him to stop and came in hard.
Goth screamed in pain even though it was muffled. It hurt so much that Goth couldn't move, he could only cry. Palette noticed Goth's discomfort and slowed down slightly, knowing this was his first time. If he wanted Goth to be his, then Palette would have to make it enjoyable for the both of them.
After a while, the pain slowly faded away and replaced with pleasure. At this point, it was almost impossible to hold back his moans.
"Don't hold back your moans sweetheart," Palette cooed softly. "Let me hear them~"
Finally Goth gave up fighting let out a loud moan as Palette rammed into him. Palette could feel the other trembling underneath him in a mixture of fear and pleasure. Goth's submission was fairly surprising and it made Palette crave more.
Sweat started to build up on Palette's skull as he pounded harder and deeper with each thrust. Goth shut his eyes closed while letting out muffled moans. He had no idea why it hurt so much yet feel so good.
Soon Palette gave a hard grunt. "S-Shit, I'm close..."
Goth gulped and figured there was no use fighting. He squeezed his eyes shit and prepared to get filled. Moments later Palette came out and coated Goth's walls with orgasm. Palette took a few, long moments to catch his breath before slowly sliding out.
Palette gave a small chuckle as he wiped away Goth's remaining tears. He slowly removed the duct tape over his mouth so Goth could speak properly again. Palette also removed the bondage from his arms. Goth let out a small whimper.
"Did my dirty little slut enjoy that~?" Palette asked with a slight smirk.
Goth didn't reply. Instead he blushed lightly and rolled over to his side. He closed his eyes for a few moments and instantly fell asleep.
Palette let out a quiet chuckle and stared at the sleeping figure underneath him for a few moments. Goth looked so peaceful with his chest rising up and down along with the gentle rhythm of his soft breathing.
Palette stared at the other dumbfounded. He felt the heat rise to his cheeks slightly and his soul started beating quicker. Palette swallowed down a lump that formed in his thought, trying to control his heart rate.
"S-Shit..." Palette sighed and climbed off the bed. He quickly threw a blanket over Goth and turned to leave. Giving one last glanced at him, Palette left and locked the door.
(~throws confetti~ I FINISHED)
(THIS TOOK WAY LONGER THEN I WANTED IT TO)
(U HAPPY @RoxanneUT11?)
(they're the one who came up with the idea of having palette make goth squirt)
(...dont worry about its a fingering thing)
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