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SPICYHONEY

Warnings: off-screen sex

Edge trembled as he leaned over his desk. His LV coiled within him,
flaring up constantly, making him clench his fountain pen to resist the urge to
hurt, to kill. Every moment he didn’t go outside to search for some
unsuspecting prey was a fight. Snap.
The pen broke in half. Ink splashed over his hand. With a growl, he threw it
into the wall, grabbing another which he pressed against the paperwork in front
of him hard enough for it to pierce the paper. The words floated together,
muddled, blurry.

He gritted his teeth, taking a deep breath. His entire body itched with
need for blood, but he couldn’t give in. He couldn’t
let it control him, become the beast many thought him to be. He couldn’t.

…by declare that Miss Muffet… Joshua…
Temmie Village has the right to… The texts floated together, becoming one. Fuck, he couldn’t focus. With a growl, he swept the
paperwork off his desk. The pens clattered as they fell to the floor.

“Woah,” came a sudden voice from behind, and Edge was up from his chair
and had twisted around before the word was finished. Stretch stared at him in
bewilderment, eyes flickering between him and the paperwork now on the floor.
“You okay, precious?”

“No,” Edge said, digging the tips of his claws into his palms. “You need
to leave.”

All of Stretch screamed Free
EXP. Everything from the way he moved to the way he looked at Edge, without an
ounce of fear. He raised an eyebrow before taking a few steps up to Edge. It
was a fight to resist the urge to recoil away from him, from his idiotic trust.
Stretch took his hands in his, rubbing his thumbs soothingly over the backs of
Edge’s. “No way. LV-issues?” Edge managed to nod. “Hey, love. You know I can
help. I’m willing. Yes.”

Edge only hesitated for a brief moment before growling. He reached out
to grab Stretch’s face and pressed their teeth together roughly. Stretch
allowed him to dominate his mouth, trust radiating of him as Edge swept him
into his arms.

…

His soul beat calmly, contently, as Edge held Stretch against his chest.
Stretch gazed up at him, a soft, pleased smile on his face and eyes shimmering.
For a moment, Edge forgot how to breathe. “By the stars,” he said, stroking Stretch’s
naked back. “You’re too good for me.”

“Lies,” Stretch murmured, clinging to his ribs. Pleasure buzzed through
Edge’s entire body as he looked down on the other. “You’re perfect. I love
you.”

“I love you
too. How did I get this lucky?” he asked out loud, more to himself than to
anyone else. The restless LV was nowhere to be seen, and Stretch’s eyes were
still so full of trust. No one ever looked at him like that. Even Undyne and
Red would be wary of him when his LV was acting up, just like he knew not to
trust them when the same happened to them. They all knew they might have to
hurt one another one day.

But not
Stretch. Never Stretch.

He trusted
him wholeheartedly. He didn’t deserve him. But, he thought as Stretch took his
face between his hands and kissed him softly in that way he had never known one
could kiss before he met Stretch, he
had had him, and he would do anything to keep him. He returned it, smiling into
it before they parted and he nuzzled into Stretch’s shoulder. “I love you,” he
repeated. “Thank you.” For being here. For being you.

“You’re welcome,”
Stretch replied, sounding a little befuddled but he didn’t ask. “I love you
too.” Then his grin turned wicked, and he licked a stripe up Edge’s ribs. Edge
shuddered. “Round two?”

Yes! 👏 This is my favourite kind of Spicyhoney.