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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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06 Feb 2026
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turning sweat into wine by terrorvision
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game), Undertale (Video Game)
23 Jan 2026
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A collection of somewhat connected one shots
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13 Jan 2026
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Tenna was usually an incredibly vanilla guy, all holding hands and missionary, gentle kisses and warm afterglow, that was his ideal sex. Or so he thought. He'd been utterly tormented with sexual fantasies, fantasies about his co-star, Spamton. And after he invites him over to his place for a bit of booze and fun, he ends up discovering something about himself.
He really likes being Spamton's dog.
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10 Jan 2026
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A Treatise on the Suspension of Disbelief by 52HertzWhale
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
03 Dec 2025
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Suspenders are not sexy. Suspenders are the opposite of sexy. They keep clothes on and in place — the opposite of where clothes should be when sex is occurring. And yet...
The morning after yet another ill-advised nighttime romp, Spamton notices a piece of Tenna's wardrobe that he hadn't spotted before. Over the course of the work day, he finds himself agonizing over it more and more, until a minor workplace injury brings things to a head...
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06 Dec 2025
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Spamton ran a finger around the edge of her screen, following it down the long line of her neck to toy with the edge of her open collar, so close to the smooth contours of her soft, silicone chest. Borderline obscene, especially for how professional Tenna liked them to be, but who was he without a little risk? A sharp bite of static shot through him, and he leaned in to whisper against her vents.
“C’mon [[gorgeous]], I wanna see how much you missed [[little ole me]].”
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Running on the high of another successful season, Spamton and Tenna take a moment to indulge in each other.
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04 Dec 2025