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Multi was reviewing some notes about the reactor, though he was a bit stressed, which was clearly visible in his inexplicable scribbles in his notebook and his constantly swinging leg. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he barely noticed the footsteps behind him. A moment later, that same person placed their hands on the scientist's tense shoulders. With a quick glance, Multi recognized Quackity, and his anger quickly subsided, his gaze softening with happiness. "Quacks, my angel," he said, giving him a touch on the cheek and an affectionate kiss before continuing to write in his notebook.
"I missed you so much, my princess. It's been so long since I've seen you," Quackity said, hugging him and affectionately stroking Multi's hair. It was true; they hadn't seen each other for a week, and Multi had been feeling quite unwell, even though all he did was work alone in the reactor. Before he could say anything, the duck interrupted him. "Although... I see you're not doing very well... Have you slept or eaten these past few days?" Something at least? Instead of just always being here— Multi, listening to Quackity, knew that if he told her the truth she would get angry, and he didn't want that, but even so, he couldn't lie to the person he cared about most in the world.
"Well, since Thursday, I think? But I have eaten," he said, very proudly, adding that he had made a lot of progress in those days, which he was also quite proud of. But his angel didn't seem to think that way. "Are you telling me that since I left, which was last Monday, you've been perfect, but from Thursday until today you haven't slept?" "That's been almost a week, five days already, you idiot, and it didn't occur to you to sleep at least a few hours?!" Quackity was clearly annoyed, but that was something Multi expected, since the duck was quite worried about his health after being in the reactor and how he sometimes got carried away with his research. Multi calmly turned in his chair to face his angel, and with a subtle touch, he moved his hands up the hybrid's sides to his waist, holding it affectionately but possessively, looking his love in the eyes. "Oh, my angel, relax, I'm perfectly fine. Besides, the reactor is working perfectly, and soon we'll be unstoppable. No one will dare even look at us. And now that you're here, my angel, you know I'll follow whatever you say, just as you faithfully follow me," Multi said with emotion and love in his words as he caressed Quackity's waist, intending to soothe his discomfort. Knowing him so well, he knew this would work. "You know, I think all of this is incredible and perfect, but you still can't be so careless all the time. Besides, I saw you're walking around..." Quite stressed - while the duck spoke, he affectionately brought the hybrid closer and let it sit on his lap, still trying to calm his anger, he affectionately stroked Quackity's hips slowly.
"And now I think maybe I could help you with that," Quackity whispered in Multi's ear, slowly moving down to the scientist's neck and beginning to leave kisses and hickeys, clearly marking his territory. Multi smiled contentedly at this and began to move his hands towards Quackity's beautiful wings, which captivated him every time he saw them. His touch was affectionate but a little rough, just the way his angel liked it. Now clinging to Multi's neck, he gasped noticeably at the touch on the sensitive areas only Multi knew about. "Multi, we're not going anywhere else," Quackity sighed, looking at the scientist, who nodded, not wanting his angel to feel uncomfortable. "Let's go to your house," Multi suggested. "It's not under construction, and since I saw the Polski Cave too... let's go north." Multi was surprised by the idea, though he later agreed with Quackity, albeit with a touch of displeasure.
"My angel, you know the north won't appreciate a Pole, much less me, hanging around their mansion. Besides..." They suspect we Poles have something in mind, and let's not forget that I took one of their DNA—quackity, not satisfied, suggested another idea—but nobody has to know you're there, right?
And so Quackity calmly passed through the mansion's gate and climbed the main stairs. To his dismay, he could hear his "family" already arguing, as usual, in Juan's office. But he decided to ignore them and continue down the hallway to his room. He opened the door and immediately locked it, then checked the security camera and covered it with some blocks. More comfortably, he went to the large window in his room and opened it, looking down at Multi, who was waiting and making sure no one came or saw him. "Come on, get up here, it's all right now," Quackity said. With his angel's help, Multi managed to climb up and smiled contentedly, having his angel completely to himself. Quackity guided Multi to the double bed in front of them, which was hidden by a wall, so no one would see them completely if he entered. Multi fell backward onto the bed, and Quackity, amused, climbed onto his lap. Before Multi could say anything, Quackity put a finger to his lips. Multi, silencing him - we can't make too much noise because these damn walls are paper-thin and you can hear everything, so we'll have to be as quiet as possible if you don't want to get caught - God, seeing Quackity look at him with such a mischievous expression while he said that was igniting a great flame inside him, and now he was hungry.
With a swift movement, Multi shifted their positions, trapping the hybrid beneath him and the bed. Just looking at Quackity, he licked his lips at the anticipation of the feast to come. "Oh, my angel," he said, "even though I want to make you scream with pleasure and let this whole house know who you faithfully follow instead of them, I'll obey your command because I'm excited to taste you." Before Quackity could say anything, Multi uncovered Quackity's neck and lunged to taste him, sinking his fangs into the hybrid, knowing he would let him and wouldn't complain. Quackity clung to Multi, pulling him closer despite the sharp but exciting pain in his neck, which he endured even more intensely because of Multi's touch. His wings fluttered, scattering a few feathers on the bed, and Quackity pressed their bodies together, unwilling to feel the warm heat that flooded his body. Despite the intoxicating taste of Quackity's blood, Multi knew he had a limit, so he pulled back slightly to Seeing the new state of his angel, who now resembled a fallen angel after his disheveled appearance and the clear mark on his neck, he was quite satisfied with the starter and marking him and was ready for the main course, but before he could savor it, a knock on the door interrupted them.
"Quackity, open up! I want to know why your camera is covered. Also, I wanted to know if you'll be at the BBQ on Monday." The two of them stared at each other in bed, and Quackity was cursing Juan for interrupting their moment. "Uh... Juan, I'm a little busy right now, so I'll see you tomorrow." Juan was about to press the issue, but another member from the North started yelling at him, and he went to see what was needed. "Ugh, how they love to meddle where they don't belong," Multi spat, annoyed by the interruption, but his mood shifted when he felt his angel's hands on his cheeks. "Hey, they help me stay here for free. Besides, you know that after Polski Cave is finished, or my house, we don't have to come back here, and that way we can continue our research and create a better world together, the angel and his god." With that, the hybrid pressed his lips to Quackity's, savoring the other's taste. "You know you're more addictive than any drug in the world, right?" Multi said, still tasting his angel's lips, before going down and starting to undress Quackity. Multi ran his hands over him. Caressing and admiring how perfect his angel's body was, oh that unmarked skin, apart from his moles, would look so well marked, making it clear that he was completely Multi's, the scientist went down to his chest and bit, leaving his mark, then licking and sucking on top of that same mark, an exciting tingle running through Quackity's body while watching Multi mark him mostly with bites
To make sure Multi was also getting attention, Quackity guided his hand under Multi's shirt and felt Multi's cold body, which was probably mostly due to the radiation. But instead of feeling chills or any other emotion, Quackity felt excitement, and yet he continued exploring Multi's body, feeling every part of him. "Multi, please," Quackity sighed as he removed Multi's lab coat and shirt. "Please what, my angel? You have to beg for what you need." Multi, with a mischievous smile, looked at him expectantly, but Quackity, overcome with embarrassment, let the wings on his head cover his face, especially his eyes. "My god, I need you so much. Please, I want you to complete me and make me never want to leave your side, my god." Multi, now satisfied, gave him a quick kiss on the lips and the wings that still covered his eyes, then moved down to the hybrid's pants. "See?" It wasn't that difficult, my angel—Multi completely lowered everything that covered Quackity's lower body. The scientist followed suit and also removed his lower body. Now comfortably positioned between Quackity's legs, he took her legs and placed them on his shoulders, caressing the hybrid's skin as he looked at him. "Quacks, do you have lubricant?" Quackity simply nodded and stretched to pull a small bottle from his sweatshirt. Multi, amused, thought about how this had been Quackity's plan from the beginning, but without wanting to delay any longer, he first applied some lubricant to his fingers to prepare his angel. He first inserted a finger inside the hybrid, and Quackity reacted with sighs. With the second finger, gasps were heard, and with the third, various moans escaped Quackity's mouth. Just seeing the scene, Multi's hunger returned, and he left a few bites on Quackity's thighs. The scientist admired the different works of art he had left for his angel, and she simply couldn't have looked more angelic.
After one last thrust with Multi's fingers, Quackity reached his climax. His eyes, clouded with pleasure and the sharp pain from the bites, saw only his god, Multi, finally. Ready to finish the main course, he squirted lubricant onto his member and slid it along its length to finally align it with Quackity's entrance. Slowly, he entered, feeling a great warmth envelop him. Multi bent down, still holding Quackity's legs on his shoulders, to give his angel a passionate kiss while he adjusted. Between gasps, Quackity bit Multi's lips, tasting a bitter, metallic liquid that quickly trickled down Multi's chin. Quackity quickly wiped away the blood, his gaze granting the permission they both craved, their bodies yearning for pleasure.
At first, it was slow, with precise movements, but as the minutes passed, they both craved more, their bodies screaming for it. "Please, Multi, my god, go faster, ruin me, break me. It doesn't matter if anyone in this mansion hears us; I just want to have you in my mind," Quackity, who was clinging to Multi's neck, whispered in his ear. "As you command, my angel." Multi's thrusts increased in speed, and he went so deep that soon he found Quackity's prostate. With pleasure coursing through his veins, he didn't stop thrusting, and Quackity moaned, feeling his wings flutter with each thrust, feeling himself fill up. His mind and vision blurred with pure pleasure, tears falling down his cheeks as he scratched Multi's back from the warmth he was receiving.
After a few minutes, Multi reached his climax, filling Quackity and stimulating him. Quackity felt his stomach warm, hoping for some rest, but his god had other plans. He soon turned him over, leaving the hybrid face down. Quackity quickly felt his stimulation rise as the scientist roughly grabbed the base of his wings and entered him again, moving Quackity with the base of his wings to begin another round, bringing the hybrid to another bucketful of pleasure. "Oh, come on, my angel, don't tell me you're tired. You're supposed to be satisfying your god," Multi said. With these words, Multi, while thrusting rapidly, moved to the hybrid's wings to bite one, which made Quackity jump and let out a loud moan. Quackity had been trying to stifle his cries with a pillow, but that wasn't enough. Now the bed could also be heard creaking and hitting the wall. Just thinking about how his friends would see him later was unbearable for Quackity, but Multi wouldn't allow his angel to be silenced. His singing, so with his other free hand he grabbed his hair and positioned himself right on Quackity's shoulder while continuing his thrusts -my angel, what are you doing? Why are you stopping your singing? You said you didn't care who heard- God, this way of acting from Multi somehow turned Quackity on even more, who a few minutes ago had already reached his climax again and could feel how Multi was overstimulating him, and that was confirmed with Multi's last strong thrust with which he once again filled the hybrid with warmth and he fell unconscious after feeling how the pleasure overflowed his body, Multi lovingly looked at him and made sure he was okay, Multi tidied everything up after their great adventure and so he lay down next to Quackity snuggled up knowing that tomorrow they would probably come shouting outside the room because earlier when they were in the act they had already heard shouts so Multi would have to wake Quackity up early to leave but the best thing was that he did help with his stress as his angel said.