*Ooooooooh, nother lemon chapter. I decided I wanted to try and do as many of the bonus chapters as I could before pride month ended, but like.... Work, and shit....

Anyway, enjoy, I suppose....*

Nightmare paced around in his bedroom. He had been putting off the date he'd asked Killer on for months, telling himself he'd finally work up the courage the next day. After all the crap they'd had to deal with the last few months, he was sure Killer could use a nice day of rest and relaxation.

'How am I gonna do this?' he thought, putting a hand to his chin. He remembered what Cross had said: Killer loved blueberry waffle cone ice cream. OuterTale probably had one or two meteor showers a day. Aaaaand he was instantly turned off by the idea of going somewhere public.

He looked out the window. The sun was low in the sky, not quite sunset, but still late in the afternoon. A thought occurred to him, and he hurried out of the room.

Downstairs, Killer was playing Uno with Horror, Error, Ink, and Dust. Throughout the game, Dust had been making not-so-subtle comments on Error's condition. He was two months pregnant, thanks to Ink's failure to use protection. Error, however, was quite happy. He and Ink had instantly celebrated at the possibility of being parents, though Ink apologized and promised to use protection next time.

Killer laid down a skip card, making Ink groan. "Seriously?! I just wanna get rid of some cards, seeing as how Glitchy gave me like twenty of them!"

Error snickered, placing his cards down and leaning over to peck Ink's cheekbone. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't want to, but Horror gave me no choice~"

He swooned onto Ink's shoulder, making the creator blush. Killer was barely listening. His mind had pushed all other logic out to focus on the word love. Love. He's never heard Nightmare call him that. He kind of... wanted to hear it from him. It made him sad, though, that Nightmare has never said he loved him. Did he love Killer?

He shook his head as Dust poked his shoulder. "Hey, Killz. It's your turn."

Killer looked down and noticed he didn't have a blue card. He sighed as he drew a card, then another, then another. It was some time before he realized he'd drawn a few blues. Laying down a blue five, put his hand down and rested his chin in his hands. Horror gave him a sad look.

"Something wrong, Killer?"

Killer remained silent for a bit. What was he supposed to say? He couldn't even rationalize it to himself, let alone describe what he was feeling! He didn't want to think that, maybe, he was starting to doubt Nightmare's affection for him.

"Killer."

He looked up to the doorway, where Nightmare himself was leaning against the jamb. He gulped as Nightmare gestured for him to follow. He got up, apologizing to the others. "I gotta go see what Nightmare wants...."

He had to suppress a heavy sigh as he left, feeling four concerned pairs of eyelights watching after him. He trudged reluctantly to the throne room, expecting Nightmare to be there. When he found the room empty, his brows furrowed in bewildered confusion.

'Wh-where did he go?' He began retracing his steps, and bumped right into Nightmare. The negative guardian chuckled lightly as Killer stepped away.

"Oops! Sorry, Killz," Nightmare looked down at him, blushing slightly. This was it. This was his chance to ask Killer out. So, why was he still hesitating?

"U-uh," Killer stuttered, looking down at his fidgeting hands. "D-did you need me for something, N-Nightmare?"

Nightmare took a deep breath and grabbed Killer's hands. This made Killer look up, into the shining eyelight of his lover. "K-Killer, uh, I wanted to ask you...."

"Y-yes?" Killer's soul was pounding, and he was unaware one of his eyelights had reappeared.

"I..." Nightmare stared into his lover's eyelight, enraptured by its faint innocence. He could stare at it for hours, but his mind didn't allow him to be distracted. Gripping Killer's hands tighter, he sucked in a breath. "I owe you a date."

Killer felt his face heat up. Nightmare... was actually going to take him on a date! He could barely contain his excitement! He smiled, stepping closer. "I-I would love that, Nightmare!"

... ... ...

Nightmare sighed quietly, holding a hand around Killer's shoulders. They'd gotten ice cream, and instead of staying in OuterTale, they'd gone back to the castle. Nightmare wanted to keep Killer all to himself, away from prying eyes, and he reasoned the castle was the safest place for that. They had decided to sit on the roof, above the balcony to Nightmare's room. 

He slid a glance to Killer, watching with a grin as he enjoyed the last of his ice cream. He was a messy eater, getting ice cream all over his face, and even on the very tip of his nose. Nightmare laughed inwardly as Killer chomped down on the cone, finally finishing it. Killer shyly looked up at Nightmare, and the negative guardian couldn't help but smile. Little bits of ice cream at the corners of Killer's mouth, a cute little smile, a grey eyelight looking at him with a vaguely adoring look....

He shook himself out of his thoughts when he realized Killer was saying something. "Uh, sorry. Could you repeat that?"

Killer pursed his lips and lowered his head a bit. "I-I just wanted to th-thank you f-for treating me. I... also wanted to ask...."

Nightmare was alert, now. Killer's aura had changed from happy, to anxious and sad. He didn't like it. He wanted Killer to be happy, not whatever horrid amalgamation of negativity this was. But, he swiftly admonished himself, he would not, under any circumstances, blame Killer for feeling negative emotions. Anything he needed to get off his chest Nightmare was prepared to help him with, no matter what it was.

"Killer," Nightmare said gently. "You can tell me anything, alright? I'm here for you."

Killer looked up at him, afraid. He was afraid to ask, afraid to know, what Nightmare would say. Would he laugh? Would get angry? Would he just ignore him, like this didn't matter? He flinched when he felt a hand on his cheek. Tears had been streaming down his cheeks, and Nightmare was wiping them away.

"Killer, what's wrong?"

Killer took a shaky breath. Gathering his nerve, he finally looked Nightmare in the eye.

"Do you love me?"

Nightmare's brows shot up. Is that what was bothering him? That's all? He wanted to laugh, but he held himself in check. He knew Killer would most likely get upset at his laughter, mistaking it for mockery, or dismissal. He sighed with a smile, pressing a kiss to his small lover's forehead.

"Yes, I do."

"For some reason," Killer laughed dryly, sadness and despair evident in his voice. "I don't believe you...."

Nightmare smirked, an idea dawning on him. "Would you like me to prove it?~"

Killer blushed and nodded quickly. Would Nightmare actually say it? Say that he loved him, that he truly was worthy of Nightmare's time?

Suddenly, Nightmare took Killer's mouth in a demanding kiss, stealing his breath. Before Killer could react, Nightmare's tendrils sprang into action, wrapping around him, encasing him in a possessive hug. He tried to pull back, and Nightmare instantly let him go, feeling fear and confusion where he should've felt passion. Nightmare tilted Killer's head up, searching his eyelight.

"Is that not what you wanted?" he asked quietly. Killer shook his head, closing his eyesockets tightly. Nightmare sighed and pulled him in for a hug. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

Killer gripped onto Nightmare's hoodie, fighting back tears. That isn't what he'd been expecting at all! He had wanted to hear Nightmare say he loved him! Don't get him wrong, the kiss was nice! It... just wasn't what he wanted right now.

Nightmare rubbed Killer's back in circles, looking up at the stars. He was at a loss. Due to his lack of experience in loving someone, he didn't know what else to do or say. And he certainly didn't mean to scare Killer! Never frighten him! But what does he do now? Surely there was a way to fix this!

"Hey, Killz?" he got a low hum in response, and his soul seemed to stop from how sad it sounded. "L-let's get inside. It's cold out here."

They climbed down onto the balcony, Nightmare leading Killer into the room by the hand. He led him over to the bed, sighing guiltily when he felt the sadness increase. He thought and thought, racking his nonexistent brain for reasons why Killer could be so upset. As they sat down, he tried to put himself in Killer's shoes. He'd asked himself the same questions, repeated his own answers, when something clicked.

He thought back to when they had gotten together. Killer would often say 'I love you' when Nightmare did or said something really nice to him. Not once, in his memory, did he remember saying it back.

Again, he wanted to laugh at his own stupidity. Killer probably thought he was just being nice. While he wouldn't hesitate to do anything for his small lover, Nightmare could understand that Killer was worried he wasn't being honest. He was wholeheartedly in love with Killer; he just hadn't made an effort to tell him that, yet.

"Killer," he began. His lover turned his head to him, his eyesocket once again empty. Nightmare scooted closer. "I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't understand your question properly, I guess."

Killer nodded numbly. It probably didn't even matter. Nightmare was probably just trying to make him feel better. He sucked at hiding his feelings. Nightmare knew this, and he was willing to bet the negative guardian was feeling guilty about nearly assaulting him.

"Killz," Nightmare said softly. "I love you. I love you with all my soul."

Killer's eyesockets widened, and he looked up. Nightmare was smiling tenderly, a blue blush staining his cheeks. Killer gulped, hoping so much that Nightmare meant it, but he had to be sure. A grin made its way up his face as his eyelight reappeared, burning brightly.

"Then prove it."

*LEMON START*

Nightmare's face gained a wide smile, and Killer was suddenly swept up in his lover's tendrils. Nightmare chuckled darkly, tying Killer's arms above his head.

"I'm gonna make you feel alive~" he purred seductively, climbing into the bed with his lover. Killer felt his soul pounding, a blush of intense red heating up his face. He gulped as Nightmare placed his hands on Killer's thighs, beginning to rub up and down. Before they could start though, Nightmare's expression turned solemn. "If you want me to stop at any time, just tell me, ok?"

Killer nodded, and Nightmare's smile returned. Slipping a tendril up into Killer's shirt, he began rubbing his lover's spine slowly. Killer gasped shakily as the tendril snaked around his spine, up over his rib cage, and finally wrapping itself around his neck. Feeling the slimy coldness squeeze his neck, Killer let out a soft moan, squirming a little as he did so. Nightmare's smile twitched at that, and Killer was half afraid he'd think he was weird for liking it. But Nightmare continued.

"How does that feel, love?~"

Killer shivered, loving the way Nightmare spoke to him just as much as how he was making him feel. "G-good."

"Excellent~" Nightmare tore Killer's shorts off, running his hands all over his pelvis. Killer moaned out, the sudden touch sending ripples of pleasure through his body. Nightmare massaged and pressed everywhere, trying to get him to summon his body. And summon it he did. It was blood red, female, and delectable. Nightmare sat back to admire his lover, feeling his dick harden. Chunky thighs, a firm ass, and medium breasts pressing against the rest of Killer's clothes, Nightmare couldn't help but stare. He squeezed Killer's thighs harshly, earning a slight whimper from him.

"Mmm, wonder what you taste like~" Nightmare cooed, leaning down to kiss him. He reached up into Killer's shirt, teasing his breasts, then lifting the shirt up. He dragged his tongue over every inch of him, making Killer moan louder. Nightmare nipped and kissed all the way down Killer's body, making him pant and whine. It was torture, but in a good way. He didn't know how to describe it, it was just-!

"Ahh!~"

Nightmare smirked as he licked at Killer's clit again. His tendrils held his small lover firmly, squeezing him in all the right places. Killer's eyelight rolled back slightly as Nightmare give him little kitten licks, torturing him. Killer's back arched up as he tried to tell his lover he was already close.

"Ah, ah, ah~" Nightmare smirked, sitting up and grabbing Killer's chin to force him to look at him. "You've gotta earn it, first~"

Killer was released from the tendrils' grip. Nightmare unbuckled his pants and took them off, displaying his dick proudly. Killer drooled at the sight, crawling over to him and sitting before him. Nightmare nodded to him, a sign to go ahead. He licked the tip, slowly bringing it into his mouth. Nightmare groaned, putting a hand on Killer's head.

"Mm~ Y-yeah, just like that, baby~ Hng~"

Bolstered by his lover's reaction, Killer began moving up and down on his dick, getting as much of it down his throat as he could tolerate. Nightmare moaned as Killer moved faster, feeling his orgasm build up quickly. Before he released, he took Killer off his dick.

"Mmh~ Such a good job, hun~ Ready for the main event?~"

Killer nodded eagerly, smiling adoringly at him. Nightmare's tendrils grabbed Killer's limbs again, forcing his legs open. Nightmare rubbed the tip of his dick against Killer's wet entrance, earning a needy moan from the both of them. Nightmare lifted one of Killer's legs up over his shoulder, kissing him as he pushed himself in. Killer moaned into the kiss, panting heavily as the pleasure overtook his senses. Nightmare began moving, and Killer threw his head back as a slew of moans escaped him.

Nightmare thrusted in and out roughly, nipping at Killer's neck. He hoped with all his soul that this was enough to prove to Killer that he truly did love him. He wanted to show Killer what he felt, how he wanted to hold Killer in his arms, kiss him, care for him. His dick throbbed as he thought about it, startling a louder moan from Killer. 

After a few more thrusts, Killer felt a knot build in his stomach. His moans grew louder, but he still tried to tell Nightmare.

"A-ah~ N-Nightmare~ I- mmh, I'm gonna-!"

Nightmare kissed him, rubbing his clit. "Come on. cum for me, beautiful~"

Killer's back arched as he reached his climax, clamping down on Nightmare. He moaned, thrusting faster, then pulled out as he came, himself. He settled himself next to Killer, letting his lover free of his tendrils. After a minute or two of catching his breath, Nightmare smiled and sat up.

"You feel up to a bath, love?"

Killer looked over at him, his eyelight a grey heart.

"I'd love that, Nightmare."

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*coughs awkwardly*

I'm lowkey mad with this one. It's probably due to the fact I was holding back from going all sadistic on them. I have been wanting to torture a character (or multiple) for a long while now, so things I publish might get really angsty, at least for now. I just wanna vent on something, ok?!