#undertale multivoid

Errotic A continuation of “Cheating” EDIT: Oops, forgot the warnings. Warnings: violence, sex-mentions, degrading

“How can you stand being with someone so unfaithful?”

Error turned around, a frown on his face. The book he had been reading in his corner of the Multivoid completely forgotten. He stared at Berry – not his Blueberry, thank you very much – and his mouth turned into a thin line.

“exCuSe mE?”

Berry raised an eyebrow and shrugged. He sat down next to Error, ignoring how the other immediately scrambled away.

“Lust,” he explained nonchalantly. “He constantly cheats on you, having sex with anyone and everyone who breaths and flirting like no one else. I’d never date such a slut.”

Error clenched his fist, glitching harder in the anger starting to rise. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. No attacking anyone in the Multivoid. His hands slowly unclenched.

“L-LuCKy thAt iT’s I’m wHo’S datInG hIm Then,” he almost hissed. He wouldn’t stand for anyone talking about his boyfriend like that. But he had to stay calm. He wouldn’t get locked out of the Multivoid, in case something like that would happen again and Lust’d need him. Berry smirked.

“Yeah. I still don’t understand, though. Why would anyone date such a whore? He doesn’t deserve it. A cheap fuck like him should stay in his lane.”

At every word, Error felt his gliching getting worse. His soul beat madly, it felt like it was trying to rip itself out of his chest to beat Berry up itself. He could hardly see through his sockets.

“d-d-Don’T yOU d-dARe Tt-Alk aBOut Lust l-liKe t-th-THAt!” he yelled, and threw himself at Berry. Screw getting locked out, no one talked about Lust that way. He trembled in rage as his strings immediately caught Berry’s soul. He grinded his teeth as he tightened them, and Berry screamed in pain. Fuck yeah. He deserved the pain after saying those things.

“error! error!” He wasn’t sure how long time had passed, but Berry was sobbing (good), as he felt arms restraining him. He flinched, but the voice kept yelling his name and he recognized it. Lust. As the glitching in his eyes disappeared he realized there was a small crowd around them. “calm down, dearest, what happened? and let him go.”

Error didn’t move for a few seconds, but then he let out a deep sigh and dispelled the strings. Berry sank to the floor, and one of the Sanses ran to comfort him.

“hE caLlEd yOu a w-wHoRe aND a CHeap f-FuCK.” He didn’t want to tell Lust, but he knew the other wouldn’t let this go. Not when he had attacked someone. Lust winced before he quickly let go off Error. His boyfriend put on a cocky, confident smile. He looked for the world like he didn’t care, but Error could see the slight hurt in his eyelights. He doubted anyone else could, though.

“thank you,” Lust whispered before continuing, louder.

“well, that’s just offensive,” he commented nonchalantly. “i’m an expensive fuck, thank you very much. one of the best. you’d have to pay a lot to get me in your bed – or wherever you want me.”

Berry, and a few other Sanses, stared at him. Error, who had finally calmed down, took his hand. Sans and Dance, who were standing a few feet away, looked like they were holding in their laughter at Lust’s comment.

“lEt’S gO hOme,” Error eventually said, squeezing Lust’s hand. He turned to Berry, sockets filled with disgust. “aNd YoU beTTer kEEp AwaY fRom Us oR I WiLL DeStroY you.” Berry looked back, fearful, and nodded quickly.

Lust nodded, and Error opened a portal. Just before they stepped through, his boyfriend stopped. He turned around, staring straight at Berry.

“by the way, if you absolutely must know, the reason i sleep around so much despite being in a loving relationship is because i’d literally die if i didn’t. it’s a small, inconvenient side effect of the obligatoric lust-injections.” Without another word, he walked into the portal. Error blinked, and grinned.

Nightmare shrieked as he threw himself over the back of the couch. Everyonewithin a twenty metres radius stopped to watch what was happening. With a yell,the Guardian of Negativity threw a glance at his brother, who had a slightlysadistic look in his eye sockets. He ran. Dream quickly followed, handsstretching out in front of him. He was laughing, with a bright smile on hisface.

Whilst hunting his brother, Dream felt truly happy for the firsttime in centuries. He had forgotten how it felt to not be pressed down by dutiesand sorrow. His laughter grew louder as he focused only on the back of his twin.In the corner of his sockets, he still saw the positively gleeful faces of theSanses there.  He sensed Nightmare’saura, and grinned widely. The other was slightly distressed, but in a good way.It was playful.

Laughed echoed through the room as the Guardian of Positivity proceededto throw himself on his brother. Nightmare’s soul pounded in his chest and hescreeched as Dream tickled his ribs.

“Stop,”he cried out, trying to shove the other off him. Laughter forced its way out asDream’s fingers ghosted over his bones. “I’ve ruled thousands. Terrified millions.You can’t do this.”

“Oh, but I can, big brother,” Dream sangand giggled. Despite the awful feeling of being tickled, the edge of the ‘older’s’laughter turned sincere. The guilt of what he had done was almost overwhelming attimes, but in moments like this when his twin looked so happy, he was just soglad to be back. “And there’s nothingyou can do to stop me.”

The tickling returned, and Nightmare’sshrieking grew louder as he trashed.

“Help,”he shouted desperately at the Sanses in the room. Their laughter at the twins’antics grew louder.

Red groaned as he blinkedawake. His head was killing him. Whathad happened last night? The light assaulted his eye sockets, making them hurt.It was too fucking bright. The sound of chuckling reached him, and he lifted ahand to shadow his sockets as he tried to see where it came from. It didn’tsound like Boss. Which it by all logic wasn’t, because Boss always sulkedwhenever he got drunk. A scolding would be likelier than laughter.

Heblinked again as he finally managed to focus his sight enough to recognize theother person in the room. Why was Geno here? Now when he thought about it,where was he? This wasn’t his room. Genostood leaned against the doorframe, two cups in his hands, and was lookingamused. His eyelight twinkled.

“dude,you were really drunk last night,” he said as he walked up to whatever bed Redwas lying on. Red moaned in pain as he did his best to sit up, and glared athis counterpart.

“really?hadn’t noticed,” he muttered. Still, he took one of the cups Geno offered him,exhaling in relief as he recognized the smell of strong coffee. He downed halfof it, ignoring heat burning in his mouth and throat. “where ‘m i?”

“mybedroom in the multivoid.”

Redgaped at him.

“why?”he exclaimed, only to wince as his headache got worse from the loud noise. Whathad happened last night? Geno laughedquietly.

“yougot quite clingy yesterday,” he replied with a grin. Red’s sockets widened as afew memories came back. Of him basically confessing all his feelings to thesubject of them – Geno. “i thought it best i made sure you didn’t do anythingstupid.”

Redblushed brightly. He sank back into the pillows and dragged the cover over hishead. Why? At least Geno didn’t seemweirded out by it, which was a relief. He didn’t want to lose his best friendbecause of his stupid emotions. Fucking hell, what had he thought? Nothing,that was what. He really should stopdrinking.

Likethat ever would happen.

“starson fire,” he mumbled from beneath the cover. “can we forget this ever fuckin’ happened?”

Genolaughed again, dragging it down. It was almost strange how cheerful Geno acted,now when Red thought about it. When was this version of him ever truly happy? Like Death had saidonce, Geno was a masochist and loved being depressed.

“nah,”he replied, grin growing wider. He bowed down until they were face to face. Theother’s face was still burning red. “because i happen to love you too.”