(Now, a word of warning. As I'm sure you see from the songs I chose above this chapter includes pornographic content. Now, I'm an adult, so I can read and write these things. But, that doesn't mean everyone else on this website is. I'd prefer if you were above 18, just for the sake of the law, but I cannot enforce it. Also, if you are a parent and allow your child to read things like this. . . .get help.)

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Green grass, soft wind, a bright blue sky free of clouds, and a sun to illuminate it all. The air is just warm enough for everyone to be outside, and in light clothes so they weren't overheated. Dogs, cats, children, adults. All of them so happy and enjoying themselves. For some, it would likely be a good day to spend inside, so they weren't bothered by the noise. Seneca, however, wanted to sit up in a tree and draw in her sketchbook while listening to music.

She really hadn't spent much time out, as she felt no reason to do so before, with the weather being beyond hot and bearable. She couldn't handle that as well as most people, which was why she liked winter, but it would be long time until that happened. Seneca did wonder sometimes how she was alive with how little vitamins she consumed. Sure, she drank water and was starting to eat healthier foods, but basic nutrition really won't help fix the deficiency.

Her inability to hear probably helped when the sounds of blood-curdling screaming went unnoticed. Much of the violence did, too. In fact, she seemed too focused on her music and art that even death wasn't a bother. It didn't help that she was desensitized to the idea.

It wasn't until she was quite literally wacked on the head that she took her headphones off and looked around. The scene was gruesome, and for a moment she didn't have any words for it. Her stomach churned the slightest bit as she descended from the tree and started to head home.

"Well. . .out of all the weird shit I've seen, I think this takes it to a whole other level. . .welp. It ain't a boring town anymore, that's for sure."

This continued to happen over the course of a few weeks, with people and animals alike dying when she wasn't watching. Despite the disgusting circumstances, she started to think that someone may have wanted to get her attention. This wasn't the best way to do it, but she didn't really care either. Less people meant less noise and annoyance. Soon enough, no-one was left at the park but her, as authorities warned anyone about going there until something could be found. Seneca, who considered herself to be nihilist, wasn't too concerned about her own well-being.

"Hmm. . . .I'm all for peace and quiet. . .but I think whoever's done this went a bit too far."

A sweet scent on the breeze caught and turned her attention to where it was coming from. Her left. She was a little worried, since nobody else was there besides her, as far as she knew. What else could possibly be with her besides the occasional bug or bird?

She followed the smell, which slowly turned from her favorite of cherry blossoms to a more iron-type. She recognized rather quickly as being blood. Oh dear. Well, she was far too into it now. Seneca was not one to turn away after already getting so close. She needed to know what it was and where it was coming from.

After first going down a small hill, then across a bridge, she found the source. A man sitting alone in a field of pure grass and beauty. It was very nice. Since she'd already known who he is, and what he was doing, it all made a lot of sense now and she wasn't too pleased. He seemed to notice her behind him and turned around, smiling happily with a little bit of crazy in his eyes. His face was pretty much just covered with blood.

"Hey, Seneca~~. Long time no see~. Where have you been~? I really missed you~."

She let out a stressful groan.

"Hun...Ink. I've been avoiding you. And I've told you this...five times. Look, I like you, as a friend. Possibly more. But this ain't the way to go about it. Now, could you please reset the timeline. . .again?"

This made him jerk his head to the side as a twitch. His smile never faltered, nor did his rather crazed appearance or look in his deep red eyes. He stood up and walked to her. Seneca didn't step back or back down from him approaching, since she felt no need to. He loved her enough to not risk hurting her. He'd shown remarkable restraint the dozens of times he tried in the past, or when Dream attempted to save her (which never worked).

For a small, miniscule moment, he looked into her eyes. Being taller than her, this was not a problem for him. The other Ink had explained to her how this one was craved for blood after a chance encounter with Error. She didn't know exactly how to feel about it. But knowing there were other entities was a little disconcerting. This Ink seemed to not only crave blood, but crave HER specifically. Why? He never said.

"Seneca."

She snapped out of her little daze of thought and focused on him, tilting her head to the side confusedly.

His stoic expression, minus the blood, was what got her. She was always a sucker for that look. It made her skin crawl and cheeks dust a light pink. He smirked, which only made it worse, grabbing her chin with one hand while the other went to her back/hip area. Ink basically forced her to maintain eye contact.

"You're so fucking hot~. And I want to know how you feel on the inside~."

It took absolutely no time at all for her to fall under his spell. He always knew how to make her weak. She bit her lip a little, both a little turned on and a little nervous. Sure, this was normal for him and her, but he'd never go anywhere with it. It was always a simple warning to her. But he seemed serious about it this time, so she steeled herself and got ready for the impending storm.

The hand on her hip moved up so it just barely caressed her back and sides. This made her give a slight shiver of excitement, which he took as an ok to go further. Only a second passed before their lips were locked together in a kiss. She wasn't too surprised by this, easily melting into him and returning it, as she had been waiting so long for it. Her arms wrapped around his neck to hold him close and deepen it.

He smirked, doing the same, and now holding her with one hand on her head, the other near her chest.

This make out session lasted about 2-3 minutes before he made her pull away to breathe. Ink obviously had no problems with it, but she was nearly passing out, now just panting while avoiding his gaze. He didn't wish to upset or belittle her, but her looking away personally bothered him. So, as retaliation, he picked her up by the legs so she was level with him. But now his arms and hands were occupied, so he wasn't able to touch her.

While she was busy holding on to him, blushing, and trying to go back to a normal steady pace of breath, he took the opportunity to bite and lick her neck. She responded, first with a gasp, then a surprised moan. Her lip was bit harder as she tried her best to hide the noises, but it really didn't work. He still heard it. And he smirked up at her, licking some of the loose blood that got of his teeth, which coincidentally shown his very sharp canines. Her blush got deeper when she looked.

"What's the matter, doll~? Are you perhaps...intimidated by me~?"

He walked over then leaned her back against a tree, so he could hold her better.

"How about we loosen you up~?"

She was getting a little scared now. Seneca was a virgin, and that meant she was unprepared for a first time. Ink, being the observant man he is, had been told this the first time they met, since he made her promise that she would only do it with him. He knew she wouldn't betray him, and the look in her eyes said all he needed to know.

"Hey. It'll be ok, dear. We'll just go slow until you feel you're ready, ok?"

Hearing him, she was still fairly hesitant, but smiled anyways and nodded. She leaned so their foreheads touched, as a show of affection to him, since she desperately craved it. He visibly relaxed, even closing his eyes, and smiling fairly genuinely. She didn't know how long of time passed, as when she pulled away and kissed his head, her eyes saw the sky being the same as it was before.

With her being distracted, and his thoughts focused again on the bigger reward, he continued abusing her neck with bites. At first they were light and she only gave soft breaths, but soon they escalated to being harder, more frequent, and more towards finding her sweet spot. And again, he had no issues finding it pretty quickly.

"A-Ahha~!"

"Oh~? You enjoyed that, didn't you~~?"

Silently, she nodded to him, doing her best to catch her breath. He hummed to himself, smirking devilishly and licking his lips.

"Well, I'm sure you won't mind if I continue, do you~?"

Seneca shook her head quickly.

"Good~. I wouldn't take no as an answer, anyways~~."

Ink, powerful being that he is, simply snapped his fingers and disappeared all of their clothes. Well, almost all of them. He kept her lingerie on for his own pleasure.

Her blush got deeper, and even moreso when he pushed her back, kissing and biting and making hickeys all along her body towards her navel. Already, she was very turned on, and it was obvious when he chuckled that he knew it. To tease her some he summoned a small, white bone, to rub where it was was collecting her juices, making her moan again, and lean her head back.

"Mmmnn~. You're so sexy, babe~. Let's go a little further~. . . ."

The sharp end of the bone was flipped to face her, and moved her panties to the side, so his raging hard-on could enter. He rubbed it against her wet lips to part them and get her ready for the better parts.

When she looked down to try and understand what he was doing, her face was immediately changed to a beet red, covering every inch. She wasn't entirely sure why his cock was a dulled rainbow, or long and thick, with pre already shooting out the tip. It was her first time seeing one in real life, instead of just imagining or looking at art. Not at all what she was thinking. Yet, she said nothing about it. It was her first time, with him, like she promised him.

"You ready, hon~?"

She glanced to look at his eyes, which seemed to give a glint of possessiveness the moment she did.

"Yeah. . .I-I'm ready~."

Hearing her be honest and give permission, he pushed himself in. It was very tight, very very tight. He became a bit worried when he heard her wince. To know that he probably hurt her, he couldn't live with himself if he did. His body had stopped, not even having the tip fully inside of her.

Seneca HAD winced, but for different reasons. It pinched, so she had bit her lip, which made it bleed and hurt her. She hadn't meant to make him feel bad.

"H-Hey. .i-it's ok hun. D-Don't feel bad. I'm not hurt."

She pulled him in for a kiss to try and further prove to him. He instantly relaxed, again, felt his worries wash away.

Knowing, and feeling, that she was ok. He continued to push inside, this time slower and more careful. About a minute later, he was buried completely inside, continuing to kiss her. She pulled away with a smile, then caressed his face.

"Cute~. Now, let's continue, ok~?"

He nodded. With a deep breath, he started to pull out then go back in, starting slow and shallow. Pleasure already started to shoot up both of their bodies, but she moaned way earlier than him. Didn't help that she was way more sensitive.

"My, my~. My little bunny is really enjoying herself, huh~~. Well, mmph~ I'll go faster~. I do love your beautiful voice~."

True to his word, Ink sped up a little too early, since she was still attempting to get her body used to the slow movements. With being fast, he also got extremely rough, basically slamming her down on him at this point. He began to growl and pant, occasionally biting her neck or collarbone.

"I-Ink~!"

She was moaning very loudly. Very, very loudly. He chuckled between his moans and growls. Absolutely adoring this from her.

"Damn~. You're so nng~ hot like this~. Hng~. Oh yeah~. Scream out my name~."

He went even faster, harder, and deeper, clearly getting close to his first orgasm. His head was pushed to bite her more by her hand, to which he happily obliged. Her tightening walls shown that she, too, was getting close.

Not even a full 30 minutes after them starting, being their first times, they didn't last long nor take long to cum. He roughly slammed her down on him so he was in as deep as he could possibly be, then shot his seed inside, growling deeply while biting her sweet spot. It was the same for her. She reacted to the stimulation by screaming his name and cumming less than a second after. It forced more of his spunk to fill her, barely reaching past her cervix.

Like before, she rested their foreheads together, so they could rest and recover while also having a bit of love. She blushed and smiled to him, panting, while also occasionally moaning since he was still inside. He returned the smile, blushing a little himself.

"Heh. That was way better than I thought it would be."

Ink closed his eyes. A small chuckle came from him as he contemplated the situation.

"Well. . . . . I love you."

"I love you, too."

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(It was wayy longer than I wanted, but I finally finished it. And no. I'm not going to change or delete anything. This chapter is staying up.)