Tag: F/M/K

H-h-hi Blackberry. Uhm, for the FMK how about Stretch, Edge, a-and Twist if that’s okay?

“O-oh! Um…” Blackberry wrung out his hands, glancing anxiously at his brother. “Well, I suppose I would… marry my brother–platonically, of course!” he added quickly, upon a loud snort from Stretch.

“‘S alrigh’, bro. I’d marry ya too,” Twist said, winking. Blackberry beamed, then turned to the two remaining skeletons.

Edge wore a deadpan look, sighing and leaning back. “It’s alright, Berry. You wouldn’t be the first to tell me you want to kill me.”

Blackberry frowned, folding his arms across his chest. “No, Edge. I think I–I would fu–bed you,” he said with conviction.

Edge blinked, looking surprised. “Oh. Well. Thanks. I suppose.”

“You’re quite welcome, though…” Blackberry looked at Stretch, who appeared thoroughly amused. “I do apologise, Stretch.”

Stretch waved him off. “no hard feelings, berry. i’d kill myself too for the opportunity to fuck the edgelord.”

That earned him a rather rough shove from Edge, and a nod of agreement from Twist.

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Edge, tell me marry fuck kill for Twist, Stretch, and Cash >:D

Edge frowned, glancing between the three skeletons as they watched him from the couch. Twist and Stretch were smiling hopefully, while Cash had his gaze fixed on the floor, a scowl creasing his features.

“Easy choice here, sweetheart,” Twist said, winking and allowing his legs to fall open.

“Kill Twisted,” Edge said, flatly, approaching the couch. Twist’s smile fell, and he folded his arms.

“Yer loss.”

“Hardly,” Edge mumbled. He crouched down before Stretch, brushing a fingertip beneath his chin and tilting his head. Stretch’s breath caught, his sockets growing wide.

“Marry–” Edge began, leaning in and kissing Stretch deeply. Stretch sighed quietly into his mouth, and Edge smirked as he pulled away. “–Stretch. Though, I suppose I’d fuck you too.” Stretch blushed, sinking into his hoodie.

With a soft hum, Edge turned to Cash, who was eyeing him warily. “s’pose that leaves me,” he said, dryly.

“I suppose it does.” Edge reached down, taking Cash’s hands in his own and lifting him from the couch. He felt Cash shudder as he leaned in, pressing his teeth to his acoustic meatus. “How about we go upstairs, and you prove to me that I didn’t make the wrong decision~?” he purred.

He smirked at the deep violet glow that spread across Cash’s cheekbones as he withdrew. Clasping his hands strategically in front of his pelvis, Cash gave a quick nod, teleporting them upstairs without further deliberation.

Huffing beneath his breath, Twist pulled his knees to his chest, scowling at the floor. “Still can’ believe ‘e wouldn’ fuck me,” he muttered, bitterly.

Rus hummed contemplatively. “nah, but…” He crawled across the sofa, coming to kneel over Twist, his eye-lights sparkling with excitement. “i would.”

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