Warning!
This chapter contains rape and assualt!

Ink had Error tied up with his own strings, a cocky smile on his face. "Ha, 'bout time someone gave you a taste of your own medicine, huh?" Ink asked. "Go FuCk YoUrSeLf." Error growled, spitting at him. Ink wiped the spit from his face with two fingers, then licked it off, "Oh, I'd much rather fuck you, though~" He purred, leaning forward and laying a kiss on his lips.

"FuCk OfF! DoN't YoU dARE tOuCh Me!" Error struggled harshly, only succeeding in making his own strings dig into his wrist. "Heh, not so tough now, are you? I really overestimated you, Error." Ink started to strip him. Error began to scream insults and thrash around as much as possible, horrified by the touching. "SToP! StOp! O-oH GOd StOP!" Error screamed.

"Oh Error, king of overreactions." Ink snickered. Error fought him as much as possible, his wrist now bleeding and staining the strings red. Error frantically screamed and begged, attempting to bite at Ink. Nothing worked of course, he was securely bound. Ink stared at Error's pelvis, "Hmm, summon a male body for me." He ordered. "No! N-nO! I'd RaTHeR diE!" Error screeched.

Ink sighed, "Have it your way then Error, but you're not going to stop my fun~" He told him. Error continued to struggle and scream as Ink rubbed his ribs and spine. But one thing made Error go completely still; Ink removing his soul. "H-hEy! DoN't ToUCh ThAT!" He yelled. Ink didn't listen of course, he only pulled the soul closer, putting all his attention on it.

He scooted up so he was sitting on Error's chest as he held the soul. It was so fragile, so perfect. He trailed a hand down the side, making Error groan in satisfaction. Ink stared at it, what made Error value this small thing so much? Why was it so important to him? He knew it kept him alive, but why? How did it work? He had so many questions he intended to find the answer to.

"So, Glitchy, why does this thing matter so much to you?" Ink asked, pushing on it with his fingers. "AhH~! SToP DoINg tHAt~!" Error yelled, grasping onto the strings that held his wrist. Ink pushed harder and was surprised when his fingers sunk into the soft organ. "Oh, well isn't that something." Ink muttered. "Aw~ StOp~! It'S tOo mUcH~!" Error yelled.

Ink pulled the fingers back, then thrusted them back in. Error threw his head back and moaned. "So, back to the first question, why does this thing mean so much to you?" Ink asked again. "BeCaUsE It'S wHaT m-MaKeS mE fEeL! O-oKaY? N-nOw WiLl YoU StOp~!?" Error begged. Ink pulled the fingers out, "Hm... what happens if I..." he trailed off as he brought it closer to his mouth, then he bit it.

Error's eyes went wide before he screamed, intense pain shooting through his whole body. "StOP! S-sTOp! INk StoP!" Error yelled. Ink pulled away and Error's body was shaking now. "Hm, so that hurts? Weird, I always took you as the masochistic type." Ink shrugged. Error breathed heavily, staring at Ink with terrified eyes, scared of his next move.

Ink studied the soul over once more, this time deciding to give it a small pinch. Error whimpered, it was also painful, but not as much. Ink pinched harder, wanting a more clear reaction. "Ow! I-iNK!" Error yelled. Now it was obvious to Ink that it hurt, so he stopped. He pulled the soul closer to his mouth, then licked it, making Error's breath hitch.

Error let out a small moan, trying his hardest to fight the feeling of pleasure. "S-sTOp! InK I mEAn iT!" He thrashed about, trying to get away from him. "So does this feel good as well, or not?" Ink asked, licking it again. "Ah~! I-iT fEeLs gOOd~!" Error told him frantically, wanting him to stop. Ink did stop, but he wasn't done, oh no, he was just starting.

"Well, Error, back to the beginning here, would you be a dear and summon an ectobody for me? Any kind you want, I'm feeling generous." Ink joked. Error's face was one of fear again, this time at the mention of getting screwed. "Pfft, calm down, babe, I'll be easy with you." Ink told him. "No! No, StOp!" Error screamed continuously. "Shh, Error, you're so noisy~" Ink joked.

Ink sighed, "Come on, Error. Just form your ecto body before I have to force you to~" Ink said in a sing song voice. Error finally gave in, summoning a female ecto body, because it would be less painful than Ink thrusting something into his ass. "Hm~ That's hot~" Ink smiled. Error ignored his comment, he wished he would just be set free and left alone. Ink admired the soft looking pussy.

Error gasped when Ink reached out and used his fingers to spread the walls open more. "InK! N-nO!" Error yelled, struggling again. He only succeeded in hurting his wrist more. Ink ignored him, then slid two fingers into the entrance. "Ow! I-InK! W-wait! I-I'm ToO dRy!" Error complained. He really didn't want Ink to finger him, but he especially didn't want Ink to finger him dry.

Ink nodded, "You're right. That's just downright cruel." Ink agreed. He removed his fingers, then stuck them in Error's loud mouth. "Suck on them would you, my dearest?" Ink asked. Error just complied, knowing Ink would harm him if he didn't. Once Ink felt they were wet enough he brought his fingers down and slipped them into Error's cunt. Error's walls immediately became wet at the pleasurable intrusion.

Ink thrusted his fingers in and out, Error begging his to stop the whole time. Eventually he decided Error was fine now and he pulled his fingers out. "Hm, now where did I put Broomy?" Ink asked himself. Error was confused. Was Ink going to create something, right now? Really? Awhile he's raping him!? Error was more than angry, but also scared. What if Ink created some torture device to use on him?

Ink just decided to summon the brush to him. "Error, do you see how thick this is?" Ink asked. Error nodded slowly, not understanding. "Do you know how tight you feel?" Ink caressed one of Error's thighs. Error slowly felt the pieces click into place and he started screaming. The begging was futile as Ink settled Broomy at his small, tight hole. "StOp! Y-you'Re GoInG tO tEaR mE iF yOu TrY tHaT!" Error screeched.

Ink paid no mind to that and pushed Broomy into him. Error screamed in pain, he was right, the brush tore him quite badly. Ink kept pushing it in, making Error scream more and more. "StOP! SToP! PlEAse!" Error hated to beg Ink, he hated this, it hurt so bad. Ink finally stopped pushing the paintbrush once its handle was halfway inside.

It was too deep. Way too deep. Error continued screaming, but he never shed a single tear. Ink started to thrust the brush, making Error scream even more. Blood seeped out of Error's entrance, even the area around his entrance was torn. Ink didn't seem to care, he just watched with wonderous satisfaction and awe at how much Error was able to take into his body at once. Even if it hurt him.

He wondered if he could fit the entirety of the brush in there. So he rammed it up. Error screamed at the pure agony running through all his bones and throughout his whole body. Ink kept pushing. He was amazed when Error was able to hold the entirety of the brush handle. Error was in so much pain his mind could hardly comprehend thoughts. "Woah." Was all Ink said. Error was in shock.

Ink pulled the brush out. Blood was all over. "Oh. This was a messed up experience." Ink muttered. Error forced his mind to cooperate to unsummon the body, leaving his pelvis to take on all the pain. It hurt so, so much. "Error, resummon your ecto, I promise not to hurt you again. Unless you don't." Ink warned. Error resummoned it, but finally broke down and began to cry.

Ink stopped everything. He had never seen Error cry. No one had, as far as he was aware. But there he was, sobbing his eyes out. Ink felt a tinge of regret. Why was he doing this to Error anyway? To learn what a monster is able to withstand? To understand the soul? Or was it just to see Error writhe in pain? It was all of those things. Ink looked down on Error. The poor skeleton was bawling, his glitches glitched about everywhere as his eyes turned all staticky.

Ink stroked the side of the skeleton's face, hoping he would calm down. Error didn't move, he just cried and whispered incomprehensible words to himself. Eventually, in the span of about five minutes, Error's eyes returned to normal and he glitched a bit less. He looked embarrassed and frightened. Ink decided he wanted to make up for it. He removed Error's soul, making the black skeleton shiver in fear.

"StOp... sToP pLeAse." Error whispered. Ink didn't even acknowledge what he said. Deciding to lick the soul got a moan out of Error, one which made Ink's ectodick form and harden. He stuck the soul in his mouth, using his tongue to lick all over it. Error moaned, too distracted by the pleasure to realize that Ink was prepared to enter him. Ink slowly pushed in, causing Error's eyes to widen.

Error was suddenly stuck in a cross between pleasure and pain. The stretching of his walls hurt, but the licking of his soul felt so good. Ink began to thrust his hips in and out of the tight little entrance. Error was whining from both pain and pleasure, occasionally slipping a moan through his teeth. Ink's thrust started to quicken. Error began to struggle again, trying to move his arms and fight Ink off.

His attempts were futile though. Ink spit out the soul and allowed it to return to Error's body so he could lick his neck. He had witnessed other monsters have sex, and that was something they enjoyed to do. Error was feeling mostly pain, but it wasn't that bad anymore. Ink decided to bite lightly on Error's neck, something else he had seen others do.

Error felt his body slowly deciding to accommodate to Ink's length, making it all the more bearable. He began to moan. Why was Ink doing this to him? "PlEaSe, StOp! I'lL nEvER DeStRoy AnoThER Au AgAiN!" Error screamed. He would've rather hated it than have his body love it. Ink shushed him and continued his thrust. Error was moaning loudly in pleasure now.

Ink was beginning to feel his end building up. Error was too. As soon as Ink knew he was cumming he pulled out and came on Error instead. Error was panting, glad it was over. But that was short lived when Ink brought his head down and licked Error's vagina. "AhH~! StOp! S-StOp! WhAt ARe YoU dOiNg!?" Ink smiled up at him, "I'm making you cum, you didn't get to." He went back down and started to lick.

It felt amazing, Error moaned almost uncontrollably. He wanted Ink to stop, but no matter what he couldn't make him. Two of Ink's fingers were driven into his entrance and thrusted furiously as Ink sucked and licked on the outer parts. Error didn't want to cum, he tried to force himself not to, but as he felt his climax drawing nearer he couldn't. He came onto Ink's fingers.

Ink smiled, pulling away. Error felt defeated. Defeated and disgusting. "Well, that was fun. I can always expect that with you though, Error." Ink laughed. Error was absolutely revolted. How could Ink joke right now? "FuCk OFf." Error spat weakly. Ink frowned, "Error, I'm sorry. I know that was wrong and I hope you can forgive me in the future." Ink apologized.

Error glared, "I'll NeVeR fORgIvE yOu!" He shouted. Ink sighed and untied Error, then he quickly teleported away. Error sat up and rested his chin on his knees, pulling them close to his bare chest. He stared down at his bloody wrist and wondered if he was ever going to feel okay again.
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Hello everyone!
This chapter will also be found in my Sanscest Oneshots book, I hope you enjoy! More to come!
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Papi NightKiller 💕