#subreaper

(NSFW, Handjob, Blowjob, Slight Face fuck)

Geno sighed as he looked around his Save file. Feathers. Feathers, everywhere. And he knew exactly where it was coming from. “Reaper?” He called out for his birdy boyfriend. He was somewhere in this place. Somehow, overtime, this place had seemed more homie than it did lonely. Reaper would sometimes bring him things. Souvenirs. It was things Reaper had collected over his years of reaping others.

 Just follow the feather trail. Reaper’s wings were always shedding, which was gross on its own, but he always left behind his feathers everywhere. “Reaps? I know you’re here.” Geno sighed. Where was he? “Geno?” A soft, mysterious voice called out. It slightly had a whispering echo. Geno turned his head with a soft smile. Finally. He looked to his boyfriend. The Reaper dressed in all black with that hood on his head and those big, soft, fluffy wings he loved so much. “There you are. I was looking for you. You’ve been tracking your dirty feathers all through my save screen.” Reaper chuckled quietly. Geno couldn’t help but blush at it. “Sorry, G… Just got excited about your arrival. Besides, it’s not that bad. You should be glad to have a tiny souvenir of me.”

 Geno rolled his eyes. “Yeah. A souvenir. Not souvenirs. Everytime you leave, you leave ME to clean up YOUR messes. It’s getting on my nerves and it’s giving me allergies.” Reaper’s cocky smile only widened. “Oh? So, my feathers give you allergies? So you weren’t jerking off while you had a handful of my feathers to your face a few nights ago? You were really going at it. I kind of wanted to help you out there.”

 Geno stuttered and his face turned a maroon red. “W-wh?! H-how did you- I didn’t!” He couldn’t even get his words out before he groaned and pulled his hood onto his head. Reaper let out a soft laugh, floating over as he normally did and pulling it down. “Don’t be so embarrassed, G... I find it cute, actually. You love me that much, Geno?” He let his hand linger and cup his cheek. A smile of cockiness shown on his face. Geno rolled his eye and tried to take his hand away. “Yeah, yeah, tease me all you want. I was alone and... I was-“ Reaper’s smile widened. “You were horny?” Geno adverted his eye and nodded slightly.

 Reaper was glad he admitted it. “Oh? Really, now? Geno, such an uptight, cold, loner who seems to be very harsh with outsiders and hates change, was touching himself to the image of me? The Grim Reaper? Wow. That’s hard to believe. But not that hard.” Geno hated how Reaper was teasing him. “Shut up! I’m a guy, okay? I have… I get- I.. I have urges too. Just like everyone else.” He crossed his arms. Reaper seemed to like teasing him. “Oh? You seem to have those urges a lot then. It’s like..” His ghostly touched trailed to Geno’s shoulders, down his arms and to his chest. “I can always see you touching yourself everytime I leave then, hm?”

 Reaper slowly took of Geno’s jacket with that same mischievous smirk. “Do you just like how I smell? Or is it more than that? Are you just some gross pervert? I bet the thought of one day… just dying from either your determination failing you and this save screen leaving or my death touch killing you turns you on everytime, huh? So much you can’t help but feel yourself get aroused.” Geno couldn’t help but feel his magic spark up from Reaper’s words. He didn’t even notice Reaper was on his knees, both of his cold hands on Geno’s waist. “Don’t worry, G… I can give you exactly what you want.” Geno flinched at the hand in his pants. He didn’t even realize he’d summoned his ecto-body. Reaper’s hand pulled down his pants just enough to let the large cock spring out, throbbing and dripping with pre-cum.

 “I expected you to be turned on, though, not this much. You’re a sick pervert, aren’t you, G?” Reaper asked. Geno rolled his eye. “A-are you going to help me or not?” Reaper snorted softly. “Sorry, sorry, just kind of excited.” Reaper? Excited? He never thought he’d hear that word out of his mouth. Reaper never seemed excited. Usually just monotonously amused from time to time so this excited Geno as well.

 Reaper wrapped one of his hands around the shaft, starting to pump his cock slowly. He watched as the pre-cum fell with a slight interest. The mound was warm against Reaper’s cold hand. “Gosh, G. I’ve barely touched you and you already seem to be enjoying it.” He smiled, seeing how cute Geno looked. Geno’s fists were clenched, trying to keep his posture straight with his eyes closed, obviously fighting back from looking down at Reaper. He knew that if he looked down at Reaper’s cute face, he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back.

 Though, his cock spoke for himself. It throbbed and twitched, begging for Reaper’s attention. Reaper gladly did, too. He let his long, slender tongue roll out of his mouth and wrap around Geno’s dick, slowly taking the head into his mouth.  Geno let out a soft moan as he felt Reaper start to gently bob his head. He held back from putting his hands on Reaper’s head. They’d never really did oral, and when they did, Geno had always gotten weirded out by the warm, wet feeling of something around his dick. But this time? Oh, fuck, it felt amazing.

 Geno subconsciously let his hands ghost over Reaper’s head before pushing him further onto his shaft. Reaper grunted softly at the sudden large length being forced into his mouth, but he took it like a champ. He made sure to take as much as he possibly could. His hands started to stroke the rest that he couldn’t fit into his mouth. Geno moaned shakily. “Gosh… Reaper, fuck.” Reaper loved how adorable Geno sounded. Though, before he could think about how nice Geno sounded, a warm, sticky load was shot into his mouth. It didn’t taste half bad.

 Reaper struggled to swallow how much it was, swallowing as much as he could, he panted gently. “You taste sweet, G..” Geno face was a bright hue of maroon and he rolled his eye. “W-whatever… Thanks for.. that.” Reaper stood up slowly, “You’re acting like we’re finished.” Geno blinked, “What do you mean? I-“ Reaper’s robe dropped off his shoulders and to the floor, revealing his ecto-body. His plump, pussy lips dripping with lust.