Fresh tried to pull PJ into his lap, but due to him going back to school and remembering he was Paperjam Queen-Creator the badass, the smaller didn't submit as he usually did.

"Come on, sit on your Master's lap~" Fresh cooed, patting his thighs.

"Shut up, Fresh." PJ plopped himself on the other side of the couch.

"Oh, you decided now that you've gone back to school you can just go against me?" Fresh raised an eyebrow.

"I remembered I don't submit. I don't care how horny you are, I will never submit again!" PJ huffed, crossing his arms.

"I have to remind you that you're my Slut~" Fresh grabbed PJ's waist, pulling him close.

"Fresh, stop."

"It's Master to you~"

Fresh was about to get 'not' sexually abusive when the teacher came in. It was Ms. Muffet, still single, slutty, and an over all bitch. She called the other four boys in the dorm to the living room.

"Okay kids, I have a few rules!" She growled. "No fucking." She pointed at Fresh. "No wearing inappropriate clothing." She turned and pointed at PJ. "No cursing." She pointed at Goth. "No maturbating or grinding on each other." She pointed at Palette. "No kissing." She pointed at Vux. "And no cuddling!" She pointed at Gradient.

"W H A T ? !" They all screamed. Fresh loved fucking his sex pet. PJ had liked wearing slutty and feminine clothes. Goth couldn't help but curse when he moaned. Palette enjoyed rubbing against his Gothy. Gradient loved cuddling with Vux. And Vux had even been practicing kissing with his pillow to get better for Gradient!

They liked their small couples! Even PJ found some pleasure from Fresh! He liked the after-sex cuddles, too! Fresh was surprisingly gentle when they cuddled and he was so warm and sweet when they cuddled, and he didn't want to give that up! He liked sleeping when he's warm.

"You heard me! Unless you're bringing girls over every day, you shouldn't even be doing couple-y things!" Ms. Muffet exclaimed. She was still homophobic, despite being a teacher with many LGBTQ+ students.

"So what if we aren't couples with girls?!" Grdient yelled. He was sick of homophobic people spewing their bullshit. His parents were always attacked, even if their children wee with them, and Gradient loved wearing dresses and was harassed for it. PJ just learned to not wear them in public so he wouldn't be harassed.

"Boys aren't supposed to be together. It isn't my fault your parents are gay freaks!" Ms. Mufflet exclaimed, pointing her sharp, painted nails in Gradient's face.

"My parents are beautiful people! It's not our fault you are a homophobic chienne!" Gradient screamed in defense. 

Muffet growled. "Don't back talk me! I am the teacher here, you are a child!"

"My parents are your coworkers! You should respect them more!" Gradient wasn't backing down. It was pretty impressive. PJ was so proud of his twin.

"You little-"

"Don't you dare say anything to him!" PJ took a step forward.

"You will get in trouble for sure you little bastard!" Muffet grabbed PJ's arm, dragging him to the office.

Fresh blinked, rubbing his eyes under his glasses. Did this all just happen?

Gradient huffed, crossing his arms. 'Mom should've killed that bitch when he could,' he thought, salty. He didn't like Ms. Muffet one bit. She flirted with her students, wore slutty clothes, was an overall bitch, and was homophobic.

"That's why you should be good to your teachers. Otherwise, they'll come back to bite you in the ass!" Palette huffed. He grabbed Gith's arm, leading him to his room. They were gonna cuddle until Muffet came back.

"What if we get caught?" Goth was a complete good boy and always followed rules. There was only one he broke, of course. No making loud noises after curfew. And he was loud when Palette did him. He couldn't help it! Palette always pleasured him so good, he couldn't help but to scream in absolute pleasure. Palette was also pretty loud, though he was drowned out by Goth.

"We won't. Don't worry. I just need to cuddle you!" Palette began to spoon Goth, rocking him like a baby. Palette did call Goth his 'baby boy', but it wasn't the same when the pet name got serious.

"P-Pally!" Goth whined. He didn't like being called cute or being treated like a baby, even if he did. He did usually let Palette do it, though. Even though he knew his tiny boyfriend "hated" it. "Y-you know I hate it w-when you r-rock me..."

"But you love it when I rock your world~" Palette winked. He continued to rock him gently, enjoying the adorable whines.

"D-d-don't say it l-like that!" Goth covered his blushing face.

"Aww, my cute little grape~" Palette kissed Goth's cheeks. Licking his cheek, Palette knew Goth "hated" the feeling.

"I'm not cute!" Goth pouted. He cuddled up to Palette, huffing.

"You're adorable~" Palette pet him, pulling his hood down. He ran his fingers through Goth's lilac hair, smiling. He knew his little Gothy couldn't help but nuzzle his hand, pouting cutely. They heard the door for the dorm open and Palette pushed Goth to the side. He shoved a book into Goth's hand and got his phone.

Muffet opened the door, scowling. "You two have to be at least three feet apart," she ordered. Palette nodded, gently pushing a confused Goth to one side of the bed and scooted to the other side of the bed. "Good." She left, stupidly closing the door.

"What..?" Goth looked at Palette, confused. He scooted back over, pulling Goth by the waist.

"Don't think about it. Let's just cuddle a bit more." Palette shrugged, rubbing the side of Goth's torso.

"What if she catches us..?"

"She won't. I mean, unless you wanna have some ' special cuddling' and make lots of noise~" Palette smirked, kissing Goth's neck, earning a little moan.

"P-P-Pally~ N-no! I k-know you like your s-special c-cuddles, but I-I don't want us to g-get caught..." the bottom was blushing cutely, looking at Palette. He, of course, kissed his lover on the neck, adding a little tongue this time. Goth moaned again, louder this time.

"So cute~" Palette cooed before taking a bite of Goth's neck. The smaller bit his lip, his moans barely escaping.

"Pally! You'll g-get us c-caught!" Goth whimpered, gripping the blankets, his entire body heating up. He was starting to cry, pulling his arms around his body, hugging himself. "I-I don't w-want you t-to have to m-move d-dorms... I w-wouldn't be able t-to not be able to c-cuddle you a-all night!"

"Aw, Gothy!" Palette smiled. Goth looked at him with such sad eyes that he couldn't keep smiling like that.

"I-I don't want to l-lose you..." Goth whimpered, leaning on Palette's chest.

"You won't. We'll be fine, I promise. I love you, Gothy." The artist kissed the smaller's forehead.

"I-I love you t-too, P-Pally," the reaper replied gently, his one, lavender eye looking at Palette lovingly. The blonde smiled, brushing his lilac bangs away from the empty socket.

"You know, you never told me what would happen if I..." Palette tried putting two fingers jn Goth's socket, though he grabbed his hand and stopped him.

"I-I-I don't w-want t-to find out..." Goth whispered nervously. The taller was denser than the Dead Sea, as we all know, so he just shrugged it off.

"Okay, but I still want cuddles!" Palette held out his arms, wanting Goth to just plop himself on Palette's lap and stay in his arms.

"W-we-"

"We won't get caught. Unless you wanna cuddle in a bath together!" Palette wouldn't mind being nude or wet while cuddling Goth. He just wanted to get his cuddles.

"No! I don't want to take a bath!" Goth huffed. "And you always make the water too hot."

"Aww, I'm sorry!" Palette smiled, hugging Goth. He kept cuddling him, even though Goth tried escaping.

"Palette!" Goth pouted but soon submitted.

"Aww, I love you too~"

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