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Quickly, Tenna’s initially confused expression warped into a grin - and he swiftly toppled me onto the couch, now towering over me like the crushing realisation of mortality that sometimes hit me in the middle of the night.
But I never knew the crushing realisation of mortality could be so incredibly attractive.
With his hands at my sides, he was propped over my body like an enormous beast, casting a shadow so wide I felt engulfed in its reach.
“I see, Spammy…let’s relax you a little so you can tell me exactly what is bothering you, okay?”
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- Part 5 of infomercials
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Spamton inst sure whether he's good enough for Tenna hand..
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Fuck, how could he even begin? He was much better with his words before, and even now, still could have probably gotten the point across if he also didn’t desperately want Tenna to do it anyway, in spite of it all. To defile himself with it, to accept each and every one of his sins and to still want him just like he had before.
Or, Spamton and Tenna have tentatively started again after the events of Chapter 3, and in spite of Tenna’s signature over-eagerness, Spamton cannot convince himself that anybody could love him the way he is now. Tenna, as usual, proves him wrong.
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Spamton has left on a week-long business trip, leaving Tenna to deal with his pent-up feelings. Tenna fruitlessly tries to take care of himself, but when Spamton comes back early, he pounces on him.
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It’s Christmas, and Spamton is trying to work up the courage to give a gift to a certain someone at the ‘TV Time’ staff party.
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"Predation is an instinctive, natural behavior, and it’s found in all animals to a certain extent. Some may live purely for the thrill of the chase, while others want to catch and kill their target."
Mr. Ent. Tenna, the entomologist from a research facility, would've never had to be the one to experience prey drive, nor be the prey in question. He works with insects! They're not that big and dealing with them is easy, especially considering his height.
That is, until a new specimen twice his size became his main study object. Or, well, he became theirs.
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I did this for my server. There's not enough ABO fics in this fandom.
Basically omega Spam goes into heat and Tenna is happy to help when he finds him. -
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"O-okay, so no lines, n-" Tenna's voice shorted-out before returning with a hum, the tail end of a quiet moan. Spamton had licked a stripe up from his collar to his throat, and he wasn't easing up. He started to suck at the side of his neck, his tongue catching, not in an unpleasant way, on the ridges between panels there. "Ah- Spam- nn-no scratches, okay?"
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In which Spamton can't fathom someone just ... wanting to be around him without it being a transaction.
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Spamton and Tenna have lived long among the rubbish of waterfall and they have tried together to create a life together. Though the passage of time has worn at Spamton's hopes that any change is possible. With a little flicker of the possibility of a better future given after finally receiving help, they find a change in their renewed passion.
(A UT|Trash heap Spamtenna au 'getting pregnant after years of trying' fic. Implied pacifist run of Undertale) -
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Spamton starts nesting for the first time since coming to Castle Town and reconciling with Tenna. His dearly beloved catches him in the act, and offers to help him with his weird egg hormones.
This is a short 8-page comic!
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Spamton has a resurgence of an instinct he thought killed off after years in the trash.
Tenna is more than happy to indulge it.
(A Spamtenna Nesting fic)
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“You have NO idea,” Tenna growled, “how long I have been waiting to do this.”
If there's one thing that will get Tenna's feelings through Spamton's thick head, it's action.
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"I couldn't help myself, Spammy," Tenna said as he sat on the edge of the bed, carefully watching Spamton's hands, making sure he wasn't escaping. "This morning, you were so oblivious to the way I was looking at you. I knew I had to do something to get back at you." He reached behind himself and slowly pulled the plug out, moaning in pleasure. He set it to the side, then crossed over to the closet. He grabbed one of their dildos, one that was far too big for Spamton, and sat back on the bed. "So, my thought was, why not torture you the same way you tortured me?"
"I-I was-" he stammered. "This morning was..."
"Oh, I know, Spammy. You were so busy," Tenna grinned as he leaned back and spread his legs, letting Spamton see absolutely everything.Series
- Part 2 of Spamton and Tenna's Scandalous Escapades
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"Energy cannot be destroyed, nor created. It can only change from one form to another."
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Tenna has a miniature crisis about growing old and fragile, and Spamton helps him learn to find comfort in the change.
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Sequel to my “Employee of the month” fic, but can probably be read as a standalone if you want!
Even after receiving employee of the month, you still struggle to believe you earned it. Watching your coworkers be effortlessly affectionate only makes it worse, you want that ease with Tenna, but anxiety makes everything harder.
Today's lesson in being brave: initiating. Sounds scary enough, right?
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Five times Tenna tried to convince you that you earned the title, and the one time you almost believed him.
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It's a little-known fact that Addisons partake in courting rituals. A little extra contact with the wings, a few pets along the back, and it’s easy to have an Addison riled up like nobody's business.
Not all birds mate like this—but the ones that do often won’t ever find another lover. Not even if their current one dies.
Or… If they are torn away from each other.
Spamton never meant to see Tenna as his lifelong companion. He’d never even considered that he would have a true partner one day. But after one too many steamy “business exchanges” in his big shot days, Spamton allowed himself the mistake of getting too attached.
He had truly found a partner. One who had loved him, and he had loved back.
… Right?
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All Spamton has to do is put a VHS tape inside Tenna’s player. Easy. Simple. There’s no way for him to fuck that up.
Right?
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"I was thinking maybe....." The TV leans in close to kiss the back of Spamton's neck. "We could have dessert~"
"What?? No way, I'm stuffed!" The innuendo flies right over the tired salesman's head. "There's [No way, José] I can eat another bite....."
Amused, Tenna tilts Spamton's chin up, smiling down at him. "I mean we could have dessert. Wink, wink."
(Day 7: married)
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- Part 7 of Spamtenna 7-day Kinktober
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Tenna gripped the sides of the vanity, looking at himself once again. He was an absolute mess. His antennas were bent in several places, drooping forward into his sight. His mouth was wide open, moaning out into the air, none of what he said making sense. His legs were trembling with the pleasure, and his body rocking back and forth quickly as the force of Spamton’s dick forced him to move. He gripped tighter onto the vanity, intensely looking at himself in the mirror.
-Seriously, if anyone knows why I cream my pants every time I write smut, PLEASE tell me!
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- Part 2 of Mr. (Ant) Tenna's Late Night Specials