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The air was awkward, Bendy and Cuphead sat alone on the sofa.
“Uuuhhh, how are you..?” The demon spoke, unsure of what to say.
“Good, you?” The ceramic spoke smoothly, seemingly lost in thought.
And well he was, it was a strange thought that wouldn’t seem to go away.
How did he taste? He knew the other had bit him before, and it was rather enjoyable, but all he could think about was if he tasted alright.
Bendy stared at him for a little before waving his hand in front of his face.
“You sure? You seem… out of it.” The cup shook his head, looking into the other’s eyes hesitantly.
“How do i taste?” The words were rushed, accidentally slipping out. A light blush painted his face as he looked at the other, embarrassed his thoughts spilled out like that.
The demon stared at him, a judging look in his eyes. Blush leaking onto his own face now.
“Thats a weird question…” he racked his memory, and honestly he couldn’t find the words to explain. Although, he had been rather hungry, a small idea coming to mind.
He moved back slightly, reaching for the towels he’d used the last time something like this happened.
“I don’t really remember, so if you REALLY want an answer, can i do it again?” Bendy looked anywhere but the cups eyes as he spoke.
A weird, wavering want entered the cups stomach. He weirdly really wanted to say yes, to have the man close to him once again.
“Yeah..” he looked at the other confidently, though his tone told a different story “yeah that’d work.”
The demons tail flicked, rather excited he could be close to the other once again.
He stood, pushing the cup back, making him lay down. Cuphead allowed him to do so, knowing how cautious he gets about the cups comfort. But what did annoy him was the fact he went to brush his teeth again. He knew how this worked, and he’d literally brushed his teeth an hour earlier as he had woken up.
“Bendy, dude you don’t have to brush your teeth AGAIN.” His voice showed his obvious annoyance at the others precaution. The other looked back, the look in his eyes was weak.
“i am not giving you an infection.” The words were honest, yet it still annoyed the cup.
“Fine.” But as he was about to let him leave, an idea popped to mind. “just come here really quick.”
Bendy walked closer, a curious look spreading across his face.
With a swift motion, the cup yanked him down, pulling the vampire on top him.
“Oaf-“ he placed his hands either side of the cup, trying to push himself up but failing rather miserably. The cup was holding him down, not allowing him to move. The demon growled but Cuphead didn’t falter.
“Just do it inky.” He was impatient, and couldn’t be bothered to wait 10 minutes, probably less.
The demon stared daggers at the other, face forcefully buried into the cups chest.
“I am not giving you an infection.” Emphasising the words he’d spoken earlier.
“Im not weak,” the cup narrowed his eyes, testing the demon. “Just bite me, i’ll be fine.”
Bendy’s growl only came out louder, before he huffed out harshly. Reluctantly, he agreed. Straddling his own legs across the cups lower torso in order to sit comfortably. Cuphead removed his hand from the back of Bendy’s head, allowing him to sit straight.
They stared into each other’s eyes for a long, drawn out moment.
Before it got awkward however, the demon finally lowered, pressing his face into the cups neck.
“You ready?” The hot breath on the ceramics neck made him shiver before he let out a hum of agreement.
The vampire licked his teeth, before slowly digging his teeth into the cups neck. A groan escaped him, raising his hand to grab onto the back of Bendys shirt.
They sharp pain buried deep into his neck made him shake slightly. A slight smirk tugged at the cups mouth when the tingle began to sink in. A little giggle escaping him as he felt a gentle but ticklish lick against the fresh wound.
The demon sat up, looking the other, throat bobbing as he swallowed harshly. A heavy blush covered his face as he sat on the mans lower stomach.
The cup shook his head, focusing on the demon intently.
“…so…?” He watched as the others face neared, lip quivering while he stared at the blood dripping from the other’s mouth.
An anxiety bloomed in Bendys chest as he began to speak, worried about what answer he’d get.
“Well, you want a taste?” The reaction wasn’t expected, his eyes widened, a loud bubbling noise rung through the silence.
No response, just a wide eyes stare into his eyes, words stuck in his throat.
A slow, shaky nod gave him his answer. In return, the demon got closer, chests pressing together. The closeness made everything hotter.
With a swift move, their mouths pressed together. It wasn’t gentle, their teeth scraped as they pushed against each other, making the kiss as deep as possible.
And Cuphead could taste it, the sweet metallic taste of him. He felt the others sharp teeth slice into his mouth slightly and strangely he loved it. More and more of his own taste overwhelmed his mouth, a tingly numbness settling in.
They pulled apart, huffing hot breath onto each other’s face.
“I taste like shit.”