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Dandy was on the floor.
Astro didn’t know why, nor did he care. But Dandy was here, he was there and in the form he was most vulnerable in. Tiny, small, insignificant and oh so weak .
It was by nothing but pure luck that he noticed the flower. Because as much as Dandy lacked strength in this form, it was traded in for him excelling at everything else, from stealth to speed to stamina.
Everything.
He truly was the star of the toons.
But Astro had found him. Saw him. No matter by luck or not.
And that meant Dandy was his.
He tightened his grip over Poppy’s neck, the twisted struggling within his grip as another dug into Boxten’s head. There was a snap, followed by crack. Poppy fell limp and he barely spared her another thought as he threw her to the ground as the Boxten fell over, Ichor leaking profusely from his now broken head along with shards of wood that fell from Astro’s hand.
His.
They would return later, it was only a matter of time.
Astro stalked forwards slowly, ever so slowly. Keeping his gaze not on Dandy, but the floor next to him. It was hard, to fight against the instinctive urge to kill, to charge at the toon before him and chase until he tore him limb from limb into naught but a puddle of Ichor.
But that would make Dandy aware, and Astro couldn’t have Dandy aware.
Instincts be damned. This was a chance, a rare chance. One he wasn’t going to lose simply because he couldn’t control himself.
He stalked closer, ever so closer, as the machine neared completion. There was the small, needling urge against the edges of his mind to forgo his careful movements, to drain the Ichor first and everything else coming later.
He ignored it.
Just a bit more. A few more steps, a few more careful movements, and-
The machine was completed, and he heard Dandy let out a soft sigh before turning around. He froze, and Astro couldn’t help but smile.
-He would have him. He has him.
Faster than the flower could react, Astro lunged. Lifting the smaller toon off of the ground and slamming him into the wall, two hands around his neck and beginning to squeeze. Dandy let out a wheezing cough, both from the air being slammed out of his lungs and the hands around his neck that he tried to pry off with his own.
A thrill went down his spin watching Dandy pry at his hands, an instinctual reaction to being choked when you least expected it, not that Astro cared. He knew it wouldn’t last. Instead, his lower pair of hands were put to work roaming over Dandy’s torso and Astro couldn’t help the small bit of Ichor that leaked from his mouth.
Dandy was soft . So soft. Too soft, even. It was a softness that went beyond measure, sure there were soft things in the floors that he roamed, but nothing would compare, could compare. To the softness that was Dandicus Dancifer.
Dandy’s hands fell down to his sides, a sign he had overcome his body’s instinctual reaction of self-defense to just let what was happening, happen.
A pity. Astro quite liked seeing the flower struggle. To feel him struggle, knowing that he was the cause.
Dandy’s smile was pained and uneasy, strained. He opened his mouth to speak.
Astro’s hands tightened over his throat, choking out any pitiful sound he would make. He didn’t want to hear him speak, in fact, Dandy shouldn’t speak. He was much better that way, much more cuter. A silent, pretty little flower that would smile for and only for him.
The thought was nice.
Dandy didn’t need to go back up, did he? He had everything he would ever need down here, all the Ichor he could want, all of the tapes that laid around the various floors Astro could give to him so there was no reason for him to be where Astro couldn’t reach. So long as he remained obedient.
It wasn’t like that was a hard bar for the toon, either. Dandy was always going to be obedient, one way or another. Perhaps needing a small push, to show that Astro was the one in charge, the one who held the reins, now.
There would be no handlers. No other Toons. No children. No adults.
Only Astro.
And only Astro.
“ Oh. ” He said blandly, watching as Dandy went limp. He tilted his head slightly, smile dipping back into a soft frown at the sight. He didn’t mean to make him lose consciousness this early. He grabbed onto Dandy’s waist with his lower hands, easing off his grip as he moved his upper pair to Dandy’s shoulders.
His neck had two dark prints in the shape of his hands.
Hm. Perhaps he should have let up earlier, but this was good too. Dandy would have to be silent for a while now, if he didn’t want it to hurt more. He smiled at the thought, pulling the flower against his chest, one hand against the back of his head to support him while the other rubbed up and down Dandy’s back.
He wanted to put them back, wrap them around his neck so he could squeeze and squeeze as the flesh beneath his hands blossomed into a nice and beautiful bruise. His hands itched to do just that, then to claw and scratch and squeeze and press every inch of soft flesh to paint over every inch of his body available.
It was hard, so hard, to not do just that right then and there.
However, the thought of Dandy being awake to see and feel and react to it gave him enough willpower to stay his hands. He shifted his lower arms to support Dandy with just one, the other snaking up his body before pinching a petal between two of his fingers.
It would be easy, so… Gratifying . To just tear them off, one by one. He could tear three of them before Dandy could react, then watch as the pain registered as he filled his ears with screams. Then, he could tear out the other three slowly, making him feel every sliver of pain that came with it as he sobbed and pleaded and cried -
No, no. Not now.
He could do that later.
When Dandy woke up.
Astro raked his claws down Dandy’s stomach, cutting into the soft flesh and causing lines of Ichor to leak from beneath. He heard Dandy hiss from the pain, the sound making the Twisted shiver from delight. Astro pushed his face against Dandy’s neck, inhaling the flower’s scent before his lips met flesh, he felt Dandy shiver as soon as they touched.
He peeked out the tip of his tongue, raking it across Dandy’s skin and leaving a trail of saliva all the way down to his collar before he extended his tongue, licking over the inches of skin available before pulling it back into his mouth and kissing the spot near Dandy’s neck softly.
He opened his mouth, teeth pricking the flower’s skin before they sank beneath.
Ichor seeped into his mouth and he couldn’t resist lapping it up with his tongue. The taste was exquisite as it pooled on his taste buds before travelling down his throat, and the twisted couldn’t help himself as he bit down further. Causing more of that sweet, sweet Ichor to spill onto his tongue.
Dandy whimpered as Astro brought a hand to his neck, a featherlight touch that swiftly turned deadly as fingers wrapped around his neck. The already forming bruise darkened from the pressure as the flower toon trembled.
Astro pulled his teeth from the toon’s neck, giving one last lick over the mark and leaking Ichor before travelling up his neck. Briefly pulling his fingers off and out of the way before putting them back as his tongue touched Dandy’s chin and up to his cheek, a mixture of saliva and Ichor marking his path.
“ You’re so pretty when you cry… ” He murmured, the tip of his tongue flicking up against the edge of Dandy’s eye before retreating back into his mouth. The tears tasted salty, yet oh so sweet at the same time that he couldn’t help but grin. He brought a hand up to Dandy’s cheek, slowly and ever so gently caressing it with a thumb. “ So… So, so pretty... ”
He pressed the tip of his claw against Dandy’s cheek, easily breaking skin and digging into the flesh as he curled his thumb. A line of Ichor spilling out from the line being carved into his skin down to the edge of his chin.
Astro tilted Dandy’s head, pulling his thumb away as he licked the fresh wound from the edge of his chin back up to his cheek, and swallowed the Ichor splattered onto his tongue.
He dug the claws of his lower arm into Dandy’s side, the other roaming around squeezing and pressing Dandy’s chest. He pulled back, resting on his legs as he looked down at the star of the show.
He was so beautiful, like this.
Tears and Ichor streaming down his face as saliva leaked from the corner of his opened mouth, struggling to breath. His neck wrapped in his hand with flesh that would surely morph into a divine bruise, lines of cut flesh down his stomach from which Ichor seeped from.
It was wonderful.
He pressed the very tips of his claws into Dandy’s chest, watching as thin drops of Ichor leaked out. Dandy let out a weak squeak in response, causing Astro to look up and smile.
He leaned back down, pressing his lips gently against Dandy’s forehead.
“ Sweet nightmares… ” He hummed out softly, before feeling Dandy go limp beneath him, finally succumbing to his suffocation.
Astro moved over to lean onto his side, removing his hand from Dandy’s neck, and the claws from his skin. To instead wrap around the small toon and bring him to his chest. He gazed down at the flower from behind half-lidded eyes.
He had wanted him for so long.
Ever since he was ripped from his other half, becoming a ‘twisted’ and the very first time he laid his eyes on the toon as ‘him’ and not ‘he.’ Existence was painful, it marked his very first thought and feeling he had ever experienced and yet…
He brought a hand up to Dandy’s petals, stroking and caressing one softly.
Perhaps it was a thing left over from who he was before, but he couldn’t help but find the toon in his arms… Enthralling. He was beautiful, oh so beautiful, from the bright colors of his petals down to the soft white of his flesh to his wonderful, sunny smile.
Dandy had given him life. Given him physical form and manifested him from Ichor when he separated ‘him’ and ‘he’ in twain. Dandy was… Everything. All that Astro wanted, all that he needed out of everything in Gardenview and soon…
Soon…
“ I’ll be all you’ll ever need, too… ” He murmured softly, pulling Dandy’s closer to himself as he brought his legs up as he curled into a fetal position. Was it to hide Dandy from the world, or the world from him? He didn’t know.
But soon.
Soon.