stumbled a bit, his legs not exactly happy about needing to support him "Y-yes, sir" he chirped, voice raspy from being choked, even as he didn't need air. Well, it didn't stop the panting.
Error grinned with teeth "Good. Now, be a good bitch" and slammed right back
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the rough treatment "I'm not a father of yours, brat" Error hissed with a venom that would make most tremble, but Ink was way too past this point "Am I clear?"
Ink shakily nodded, having trouble moving his head in such position. As the larger skeleton eased the grip, Ink

grabbing Ink's hips and slamming up. Ink's back arched, a filthy expression on his face "Ah! Yes! M-more daddy~!"
Everything froze. Before Ink could blink away the cloud of pleasure, hands were on his throat, slamming him against the wall, the pain pulsing through his bones at