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Obsessed with the Orphaner (Dualscar x Reader)

You couldn't take it anymore. You could handle your moirail, Cronus always flirting with you, but his post-scratch self, Dualscar just made your heart melt whenever he spoke with his thick pirate accent.

Only Cronus knew about your creepy red feelings for his adult self, and frequently teased you about it when no one was around.

"It's like datin' me (y/n)" he had argued, only for you to correct him with, "the hotter, older version of you."

Your crush had gotten to the point where you spent weeks on end at the Ampora household thinking about Dualscar while Cronus tried to get you to talk to him.

You sat leaning against the bed Dualscar had bought you after you started having extended stays at their hive.

"He thinks vwe're in the flushed quadrant." Cronus had told you the day the bed had showed up, causing you to laugh.

You were now engrossed in conversation with a friend you had met online, clacking your fingers rapidly against the keyboard you sighed.

'Just tell him, lass' appeared on the screen.

'I can't! Dual thinks me and Cro are matesprits and just, GAHH.'

No responce.

You set the laptop aside and stood up, opening the door to the bedroom you were in and made your way down the hall and to the kitchen.

"Cro, do you want some food?" You called, opening the fridge. You gasped when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. Looking down at the arms that held you, you sighed. "Cronus, why are you wearing your rings?" You asked, trying to pry the surprisingly strong hands away.

"Wwhat do you mean, lovve?" You gulped at that same accent.

"D-Dual, what are y-you doing?" You asked as you were flipped around to face the violet blood. A crimson blush covered your face when he smiled lightly and held your chin in his hand.

With strong hands, Dualscar grabbed your ass and set you on the counter behind you. "(Y/n) can I tell ya somefin?"

"S-Sure Dually..." You muttered, still trying to hide the ever-growing blush.

"I'm flushed for ya, lass. I knoww you feel the same. Wwould you do this old seadwweller the honors of bein' his matesprit?"

Your eyes went wide, how could you answer to that? Not being able to find the right words, you pushed your lips to his, enjoying the suprised groan that escaped his lips. You pulled away, a little to soon for Dualscar's liking.

Pulling you onto him, Dualscar picked you up so that your legs wrapped around his waist.

He slammed his lips into yours once again, leaning you against the wall for a better angle. His tongue grazed against your bottom lip hungrily. This action made you shudder,making you oblige, letting him explore your mouth as you lost your hands in his hair. Your fingertips lightly touched his rough horn, causing the man to emit an aroused growl.

He slipped a hand under your shirt, being swift enough to undo your bra so that you didn't notice until you felt his hand grope your boob.

Before you two could continue, a whistle was heard from the doorway.

Dualscar strained his neck so he could look at a slightly turned on Cronus.

You blushed deeply and hid your face in the older mans chest.

"Vwy are you holdin' (y/n)'s bra behind your back?" Cronus asked, leaning against the door.

Before you could say anything, Cronus tossed something in a colored package to Dualscar and turned away "Use the condom!" He yelled before exiting the room.

Extended Ending;

You huddled up against Dualscar's naked form, enjoying the warmth he offered. Turning so you could face him, you gazed into Dualscar's half-lidded violet orbs.

"How did you know I was flushed for you?"

"Wwho did you think the lad you wwere talkin' to wwas, lass?"

Extended Ending Two;

"Cronus I swear if you don't SHUT THE FUCK UP. I will stab out your eyes and flush them down the damn toilet!" The blonde seethed through clamped teeth as Cronus tried to rant.

"SERIOUSLY FUCKASS. CLAMP YOUR PROTEIN SHOOT."

"Wvait. Flush? Deathly vwhy are you bein' so suggestive?" The violet blood waggled his eyebrows only to be bitch slapped by the girl.

"Cronus, I love ya, at least, platonically, but you need to shut the hell up. Just because Dualscar got (y/n), and you didn't doesn't mean that you can throw a bitch fit."

"But I-"

Another slap, but this time, from the nubby horned troll that had served as Deathly's thrown moments ago.

"No. Cronus, go to the corner and think about your life."