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MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI TO NSFW CONTENT!!

Ink was panicking, it was currently your birthday and he didn't have everything he needed for a part. You were currently at work so obviously, you didn't know what was going on. He invited Dream, Sans, Error, Cross, and Fresh. (Since those are the only monsters he trusted.) Dream and Sans went to get the decorations, Cross went to get the cake, and Fresh went to get the pinata. Error was stuck with Ink to clean up the house.

Error let out little grumbles as he vacuumed the living room carpet, his eyelights flickering to the painter who was cooking. Error let out a sigh seeing that Ink was trying to rush, "Calm down, Idiot. They won't be home until 5 more hours." He grumbled as he stopped the vacuum. He put it into a corner and picked some cleaning supplies before turning back to Ink. "WE STILL NEED TO HURRY!! The others aren't here with the things that we needdd." Ink whined. Error rolled his eyelights. They both perked up at the doorbell. Ink quietly rushed to the door to check on who it was. It was Sans and Dream with the decorations. Ink smiled widely after blowing a sigh of relief.

He quickly opened the door to let them in. Dream let out a huff, he had an arm full of streamers, birthday banners, party blowers, and confetti. And Sans had tons of balloons that were your favorite color. "Sorry we're late, there were so many people in line" Dream huffed as Sans chuckled. Ink clapped his hands, "It's ok! Oh! Please put the decorations up as we wait for Cross and Fresh!" Both skeletons nodded before they went and hung the decorations up. Sans made sure that the streamers were evenly spread around the living room. Ink took the streamers off the ceiling where they'd been hanging from and began to hang them on the other walls and the balcony outside.

Dream put the balloons up as Error placed some confetti on the ground. There was a knock at the door, Ink grinned excitedly when he saw that Cross and Fresh were at the door. Error sighed loudly. "I swear I better be getting paid to clean this mess up afterwards." Sans chuckled, "You could say you're lucky that you have such nice coworkers." Error glared at his failed pun. "Yo! Wassup dudes, we got the pinata and cake!" Fresh called out. Ink nodded excitedly. "Ok, I'll help you with the pinata!" Ink exclaimed happily.

He grabbed a chair and placed it in the middle of the living room. Error stared at Ink in disbelief, "Are we seriously putting the pinata in the living room? What if we break something?" Ink laughed at him, "Don't worry about that Error! I'll pay for whatever damage is done." Error glitched out a bit as he grumbled under his breath. Fresh held onto the pinata as he stepped on the chair, he hung the pinata on the ceiling. As Fresh got down Dream went and hung the rest of the streamers on the door. Ink watched as Cross placed the cake down on one of the tables.

A couple of hours later the gang hid in the dark waiting until you arrived, "This is ridiculous." Ink heard Error say, Ink quickly hushed the skeleton. "I think I heard a car door close," Fresh said softly. After a moment of silence, the sound of keys could be heard, and a smile made its way onto Ink's face knowing who it was. You opened the front door with a huff. You blinked, realizing that the house was dark. "Ink?" You called out. You made a noise as the lights suddenly turned on and everyone got out of their hiding places yelling, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Y/N!" Ink ran and jumped onto you giving you a tight hug. "I-Ink!" You managed to squeak out as you both fell to the ground.

Ink placed kisses all over your face as you looked around the room. Error had to literally drag Ink off of you so you could breathe. You giggled as you rubbed your sore neck after being hugged by Ink, "What is all this?" Dream smiled, "It's a surprise party for you!" Fresh walked up to you and patted your head, "Happy birthday, dude." You smiled softly at everyone. "So glad you're still alive and cake-ing." Sans punned. Everyone just groaned except for you and Ink. "How about we just eat and enjoy Y/n's birthday," Cross spoke making every nod with a smile.

You had an awesome birthday. Ink wouldn't stop putting cake on your face, Error missed the pinata and hit the tv instead, Sans told you tons of puns, Dream and you played just dance and Cross gave you gifts.

Ink waved goodbye as everyone left. He let out a happy sigh as he closed the door, he looked around and the house was messy. He sweatdropped but just shrugged, 'Error will clean it up tomorrow.' He thought as he made his way upstairs. When he finally reached your shared room he smiled at your figure. You were currently getting ready for bed. Ink made his way towards you and gave you a hug. "Did you enjoy your day?" His eyelights stared up at you, and you nodded softly. "Of course, Ink. Did you have fun?" You asked. He nuzzled into you as you chuckled. "Yes, I did. But I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." You giggled. He pulled away from you and flopped onto your bed, you climbed in after him.

"Goodnight, Y/N." "Sweet dreams, Ink."

He uses his tentacles as bondage..or to slowly fuck. He doesn’t know which.

It depends on the mood he’s in.

Sometimes, it’s a bit of both.

Nightmare loves hearing your moans and groans.

He loves how you feel underneath him when he thrusts into you.

He likes the way the soft sounds make you writhe beneath him.

The small noises of satisfaction as he takes your mouth as if you had all the time in the world to let him pleasure you.

Deff loves hearing yourself gasp for breath, as he continues to pound himself deep inside you over and over again until you can’t breathe at all.

But most often…

Nightmare loves watching you.

He watches while you scream and cry out in pleasure, your legs wrapping around him as they move up and down with each thrust that he makes into your body.

He can go rough and when he does, you whimper and cry and beg. You tell him what he wants to hear without words or even thoughts.

He goes soft/slow too.

He loves soft sex.

Loves being able to hold you and love you as much as you need him.

Love you just enough to leave a couple of marks on your body.

Hickies. Love the way you look in them.

Loves the way your eyes get heavy after one of those fucking sessions.

The look on your face, your pupils blown wide with lust as you come down from your high.

Loves how red and swollen your lips are from his kisses after a session.

He has a breeding kink.

He loves cumming inside of you.

He just loves you so much. It drives him insane.

“You look delicious. I won't stop until I’ve eaten every bite.” Ink's light sockets were gone and his face was covered in blood. Your blood, as you stared at him. His mouth was half full of your flesh. You cried and cried and screamed for someone to help you but all that came out of your mouth was a choked cry as you choked on your own blood. You wanted to die so badly it hurt. He noticed your eyes beginning to close, he moved closer and forced your eyes open.

He grinned down at you as if everything was fine, “You need to be awake…What else is going to fill me up after trying to save Au's..?" He tilted his skull to the side, watching you very carefully. The hunger in his gaze was almost tangible but you didn't care…you had nothing left to lose anyways. Your eyes widened when you realized what his intentions were…You tried to crawl back away from him, "No please don't!" He reached for you again but you swerved away too quickly for him to grab. He chuckled and moved towards you.

You whimpered when he got right next to you, "Don't worry Y/n. I just want to give you some company. Maybe make you a little more cooperative~" With his free hand he reached for your hair and pulled your head to the ground with one quick movement. You gasped loudly as your neck snapped in a way it hadn't been broken before and your vision blurred. You struggled against him but couldn't get him off. You were losing too much blood. You could feel the pain in your neck slowly getting worse and you felt dizzy….

the last thing you heard was a "Now, I can finally have you all to myself." above your head before blackness consumed you…

You sat in your bed your eyes were puffy and red from crying. Your hands were clenched together so tight your knuckles had turned white. You tried to take deep breaths but failed miserably. Tears streamed down your cheeks. The room was dark, with only the moonlight shining in through the window. Everything was silent except for your ragged breathing. There was no noise except that of your heartbeat which thumped loudly in your ears and your own sobbing. Why were you crying? Well, earlier, Dream had asked you to do something for him, and of course, you messed up badly. You couldn't do anything right, not even the simplest stuff, and that made you mad at yourself.

Your tears continued to fall from your face as it felt more and more like an endless cycle. Until you heard your bedroom door open slightly. You wiped your nose on your sleeve quickly. You looked at the door cautiously and saw Ink, your boyfriend. He tilted his head and begin to walk towards you. “Hey babe, are you okay? What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” He whispered gently. He sat beside you and held your hand, giving you a kiss on the cheek. It felt nice, actually, despite being damp with tears. You gave him a small smile before you began to answer his questions. “It's nothing…just my thoughts again." Ink sighed and kissed your head softly before he replied. “Don't worry, I’ll listen. Tell me what's on your mind.” You nodded slowly and took another breath before speaking.

“I'm just frustrated that I can't do anything right." He stroked his thumb over your wrist comfortingly. His expression softened slightly upon seeing your distressed expression, "But don't let these negative thoughts get to you. We can go do whatever you want once you've calmed down some." "I'm sure that will help…" You said softly with a small laugh, trying to lighten the mood. However, Ink's expression didn't change much other than a slight frown. Ink always knew how to make you feel better. He was such a sweetheart, caring and considerate. You never wanted to leave his side. “Do you wanna watch a movie or something?” He asked while holding you in a gentle hug. You nodded, happy to hear that, “Yes please!" Ink smiled warmly and stood up before helping you off of your bed and into a pair of comfortable sweats and a t-shirt. “I love you, Ink." “

Love you too, my precious, beautiful, beautiful (Y/N).”

But you knew that tone. You knew that tone very well. You knew it wasn't fake but it was definitely not real. You could tell it was just for you though. Dream wanted you all to himself, but you didn't want that. He was obsessed with you, even though you weren't interested. You knew how he felt about you but you didn't want it either. It would only make things worse than they already were. Dream would only get angrier if you were with someone else. You couldn't handle that. Dream cupped your face and kissed you, the smell of blood invading your nostrils.

The kissing soon turned into making out. Your eyes were shut tight as you tried to block everything out. You could feel Dream sucking on your neck, but you knew this was just a distraction. You just needed to stay here until he decided to let go of you. Dream broke away from you and sighed, rubbing his skull "We need to clean the wound now and fix you up. But first…" He leaned down and nibbled on your earlobe

".. We can do other things~" Dream purred out with a smile.