(Warning : contains sexual themes. Read at your own risk)

It had been about a month since the multiverse meeting and right now, Chris wasn't in the best state of mind. She sighed as she looked herself over in the mirror, shirtless. 

The glowing blue circuit pattern markings that had appeared on her body when the S.S.O. tried to take her magic had eventually taken a more permanent hold on her body. When her markings weren't glowing, there was a darker tan that covered the areas, showing off where the markings would appear. 

Chris absent mindedly trailed a finger along the edge of the markings that was on her side, a far away look in her eyes. Which often meant she was thinking or daydreaming. 

In this case, thinking. 

Chris was still trying to wrap her mind around the fact of who her father was. For most of her childhood, she remembered wanting to do nothing more than impress him, and have him be proud of her. 

And when he just, gave her up the way he did, it made Chris wonder where she went wrong. And if she was even going to be good enough for anyone. 

Chris continued staring at her markings through the mirror with a blank stare, not realizing that she had accidentally left her door cracked open. She was suddenly startled out of her train of negative thoughts when someone hugged her from behind. 

She stiffened for a second, but relaxed upon feeling the familiar slightly rough boney hands on her sides. 

"Alright Chris. Spill it. What's up with you? You've been distant all day today" Ink's soft husky voice asked. 

His words were slightly muffled due to him burying his head in the crook of Chris's neck. Chris looked away a bit, suddenly feeling a little ashamed of herself. 

Not only had she brought herself down with negative thoughts, she had also worried her boyfriend in the process. Ink quietly hummed at the lack of response and slightly tightened his hold while nuzzling the area right under Chris's jaw. 

This prompted Chris to start talking. 

"Sorry, I, had a lot of things on my mind today" she said, placing a hand on Ink's arms. 

The right hand skeleton knew something else was up. 

"Like what?" He asked. 

"N-nothing. It wasn't anything important" Chris replied. 

Ink softly growled under his breath and tightened his grip again, making the female fighter in his arms slightly squeak a bit. 

"Wrong answer. It must've been pretty important if it was bothering you all day" he said, loosening his hold. 

Chris sighed a bit in slight exasperation. She sometimes loved how nothing got past her boyfriend. 

Other times, like now, she absolutely hated it. 

"I was just wondering why you picked out an insignificant person with a shitload of mental and physical trauma behind them instead of-" Chris said. 

She was cut off when Ink moved his hands to her shoulders and quickly spun her around to face him. Chris barely processed the cold sensation of the wall her back was now being pressed against. 

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" Ink said quickly, moving his hands to cup Chris's cheeks. She moved her hands to his wrists out of reflex. 

"Insignificant? Chris, you couldn't be farther from being insignificant!" Ink told her. 

Chris blinked and looked away. 

"I know, but I'm just-" 

"Your just the strongest woman I know! How many other people do we know that has faced abuse, experimentation, memory loss, fights against their father, and yet still stand strong?"

Chris gave a sad smile. 

"But-" she started to say before Ink cut her off. 

"Nu-uh. No buts. You are the strongest person I know, besides Dream. And you understand me too. That is why I went for you. And don't you let anyone, even yourself, tell you different" Ink told her before closing his sockets and bringing her face to his. 

The two lover's lips met in a slow yet passionate kiss, and as it continued, Ink slid his hands down from Chris's face to hold her waist while she draped her arms over his shoulders. The kiss slowly grew more intense as the levels of want and need began to rise. 

Ink pulled away, slightly breathless, and looked at Chris, his expression full of nothing but love. Though Chris was able able to detect a hint of want and desire in his orange and green eyelights. 

Smiling softly, she brought her forehead to his, closing her eyes as she did so. 

"What have I ever done to deserve you?" She muttered as Ink's breath ghosted across her face. 

A soft chuckle from her skeleton lover had her opening her eyes and pulling away. 

"How about, simply existing" Ink stated, his voice lowering by a couple octaves, which sent shivers down Chris's spine as Ink moved a hand to cup her cheek. 

He smirked slightly at the dark blush that started to form, even though he didn't look much better. Slightly gripping Chris's waist, which made her squeak a bit, Ink gently pulled her to him, reconnecting his boney lips to hers.

Chris closed her eyes as she kissed back, and was able to focus enough on reality to use her magic to shut and lock her bedroom door. Then she wrapped her arms around Ink's neck, lightly cradling the back of his skull with her hand.

Her movements had caused the kiss to deepen, and now, Ink's lips parted, allowing his ecto tongue to come through and slowly, yet gently, run over Chris's lips. After a moment of hesitation, Chris parted her lips, allowing Ink's tongue to slip through and press against her own wet muscle. 

Ink pressed harder into the kiss as his hands began to roam Chris's body. The feeling of her skin under his fingertips as it began to heat up was almost addicting.

The dark colored blush that had spread across his cheeks became deeper as he heard a soft moan escape from Chris. It was almost like music to his non existent ears, and he wanted to hear more of them. 

Moving his hands so that they rested under Chris's thighs, he gently pulled on them, and Chris got the message. Hopping up a bit, she allowed Ink to wrap her legs around his hips, and he supported her with both hands on her backside. 

Chris couldn't stop the soft, muffled moans as Ink's tongue kept exploring her wet cavern, occasionally pressing against and twisting around her own muscle. Even Ink couldn't help the occasional moan here and there.

The kiss felt too good to try and keep them back.

Chris and Ink separated, a thin string of saliva connecting their mouths. 

"Stars, you have no idea about the things I want to do to you right now" Ink muttered huskily as he moved to the base of Chris's neck, nuzzling it as he felt the heat that had been kicked up beginning to collect at his pelvis along with his magic. 

Chris's blush managed to get deeper as she understood what Ink meant. "Then why don't you show me?" She replied. 

Ink pulled away from her neck to give her a surprised look. 

"Y-you really want to...?" He asked. 

His response was an inviting smile. Unable to contain the sudden happiness that started to surge through him, Ink pressed his lips against Chris's in a short, yet sweet kiss. 

He pulled away and lightly kissed her jawline, slowly working his way down to Chris's neck as he turned around and gentle set her against the bed. Chris shifted herself so that she was resting more against the mattress, and felt it shift as Ink moved himself up as well. 

Chris let out a soft breath and turned her head slightly off to the side, giving Ink more access as his lips connected to her neck. He settled himself between Chris's legs as he rested his body against hers, slowly pinning her underneath him with his weight. 

Chris let out soft, quiet moans as Ink softly licked and nipped her neck, searching for a certain spot. He found it when he nipped an area close to the base of her neck, and Chris lightly jolted beneath him, her hands moving to lightly grip his upper arms as she let out a moan that was somewhat louder than her previous ones as light waves of pleasure began to slowly course through her.

Ink paused before lightly smirking against the spot, his hands moving to Chris's wrists, which he pinned above her head with one hand. The action caused Chris to suddenly go quiet, and even become a little shy.

"Why suddenly so quiet?" Ink purred against Chris's ear, causing her blush to get darker as his free hand began to roam her body, brushing over her skin and following her body curves.

Chris tried to speak, but the words turned into moans as Ink began to lightly bite on her sweet spot.

"I'm waiting for an answer Chris" Ink told her as he continued his actions, moving his hand up to grip Chris's waist. 

Slight embarrassment coursed through Chris, but, she forced herself to admit something.

"I-i, ah~, may or may n-not have, a, uh~, b-bondage kink" she admitted.

Ink paused his ministrations as he processed the new information. Chris froze as her embarrassment got the better of her. 

"I-i know, it's stupid and embarrassing, but-a-ah~!" She started to say before her words turned into a loud moan, caused by Ink harshly biting her sweet spot hard enough that his teeth indentations were left behind in the skin. 

"Well, that'll be something to have fun with~" Ink muttered into Chris's ear as he teleported in a thin cord. 

Chris's blush went as deep as it could when she felt Ink tug her wrists up to the headboard of her bed, securing her wrists there with the cord. Ink tied it so that it was loose enough where it wouldn't hurt, but tight enough the Chris wasn't going to be able to easily escape. 

After he was done, Ink looked down and smirked. 

"Oh stars, look at you. Such a strong, smart fighter..." He started before leaning down to Chris's ear as his hand roamed over her body. 

"...yet so weak and vulnerable under my touch" he finished with a low growl to his voice. 

Chris lightly shivered from both the tone of voice as well as the feeling of Ink's breath ghosting over her neck. She opened her mouth to say something, but all that came out was a loud moan as Ink began to harshly abuse her sweet spot by biting and sucking. 

Ink's heat and magic collected at his pelvis and soon formed a male ectobody. His cock was fully erect and formed a very uncomfortable bulge in his pants that longed for release. 

Something that would have to wait just a little while longer.

By the time Ink pulled away from Chris's neck, not only had he left behind a bruise like hickey that marked her as his, he had also left her craving more as his ministrations had caused her to slowly start becoming rather wet. Luckily, Chris was not disappointed as Ink slid his gloved hands to the bottom of her bra.

He managed to get it off, then sat so that he was straddling Chris's hips. Ink then removed his upper garments and pulled his black t-shirt over his head before stripping off his gloves. 

He ran his hands over Chris's bare upper body as he leaned over and pressed a soft kiss against the hickey he made, making Chris softly moan again. Those sounds continued as Ink moved his hand to start messing with one of her breasts as he trailed his soft kisses down Chris's chest. 

Then Chris let out a soft gasp at the feeling of Ink's mouth on her breast, and let out a moan when she felt him starting to suck. Ink got more and more rough as he continued, making Chris's moans become louder and occasionally arching her back from the pleasure that she was receiving from her lover.

"Stars, I love your moans~" Ink purred seductively as he started trailing his kisses down her abdomen. 

"Jeez, I can smell your arousal from here~" he stated once he reached the waistband of Chris's leggings. 

The female chose to remain silent, something Ink smirked at. 

"Keeping quiet, huh? I doubt you'll be doing that for much longer~" he stated as he curled his boney fingers around the waistband of the leggings.

Chris was about to question him as he pulled off her undergarments, but let out a loud, strangled moan as she felt his tongue against her clit. 

"G-gaahh~! I-Ink!" She moaned out. 

"That's right. Scream my name. You know who you belong to" Ink stated in a teasing voice before he continued to pleasure Chris with his tongue. 

She was almost brought to tears with the amount of pleasure she was feeling at the moment. And it was even better when she felt Ink push his tongue into her while gripping her thighs to make sure she didn't move around too much. 

Chris threw her head back as she arched her back, the intense waves of pleasure only being added to when Ink pushed in a finger while still moving his tongue in and out of her. It was enough to make her cry out in pleasure as the coil in her lower stomach was wound tighter and tighter. 

Ink fell Chris's walls tighten, but continued his actions, and greedily drank Chris's juices when she came. 

"Damn, you taste so fucking good~" Ink stated as he came up to Chris before deeply kissing her, making her taste herself. 

After he pulled away, he began to fiddle with his lower garments. 

"I think your ready to take something bigger than my tongue~" he stated as the large bulge in his pants was finally released from its clothe prison. 

Damn. 

His cock was about seven inches long and almost two inches thick. Somehow sensing Chris's sudden nervousness, Ink leaned down and plant a reassuring kiss to her lips while rubbing her back. 

After a minute of going on like this, she nodded, giving Ink the go-ahead. After Ink put on a condom, Chris braced herself as she felt the tip poke against her entrance while Ink aligned himself, then she couldn't stop the moans as he finally pushed in, gripping her hips as Ink slowly buried his entire length into her. 

After he did, Ink buried his head in Chris's neck, the feeling of her walls around his cock tempting him to just start moving, but he forced himself to stay still as he waited for Chris to fully adjust to his size. After a couple minutes went by, Chris gave the all clear. 

"You can m-move" she muttered. 

Ink nodded and his hands found Chris's hips again. He slowly began to pull out, and Chris's walls tightened, almost like their were beckoning for him to come back. 

Once he was about halfway out, Ink pushed back in, and simultaneously moaned with Chris at the sensation. After a couple test thrusts, Ink set a rhythmic pace. 

Chris loved how he was being gentle. After all it was their first time together. 

She felt the coil in her stomach begining to wind up again, but with Ink's constant slow pace, it didn't go very far. 

"I-Ink?" Chris moaned out. 

She got a strained hum in reply. Anyone could tell that Ink was holding back, not wanting to hurt his lover. 

"P-please, go faster" Chris begged through her moans. 

Ink fulfilled her request, after a little while, he was pounding into her, all self control lost. Chris's moans had evolved into sharp yelps and cries of pleasure. 

"Oh fuck, baby, I'm close" Ink whispered into Chris's ear, who in turn voiced how close she was. 

After a final sloppy thrusts, Chris was the first to release, her tightening walls triggering Ink's cock to do the same. Ink slowed his thrusts to a complete stop, then pulled out, panting hard. 

After throwing away the condom and untying Chris's wrists, Ink pulled her close to him and fluffed the bedsheets over their naked bodies. 

"I love you Chris" he muttered sleepily. 

"I love you too" Chris replied. 

Then the two fell into Dreamland. 

Let's just say that the next day, the Justice Reigns had to deal with a slightly giddy Ink and a tired Chris with lower back pains...

(I apologize for two things. One, not updating this story in a long time, and two, this chapter. This is my first time writing a lemon, so bear with me as I get better with it)