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Walking along the path, Kris took in the noise of the leaves crunching underneath their feet. Somewhere, there was a wind chime fluttering along with the wind, giving the air a nostalgic taste. Kris shuffled their shoulders, getting warmer inside their jacket.
It was the day of the festival. It was a day Kris had been looking forward for a while, not because they got to attend with their friends, not because of the rides, or attractions. Not because of the food, or the people. Well, that was untrue... it was about someone.
As they approached the once taped off section of road in preparation, they could feel their heart racing. It had been so long since they'd seen each other. A year to some wasn't much, but being away from Asriel that long? It had started taking a toll on them.
But it was over now. Speeding up down the path, Kris could see a familiar face at the entrance to the already bustling festival; they had been an hour late after-all. The goat smiled sheepishly, waving as Kris rocketed towards him.
Grunting as they slammed into him, Asriel wrapped Kris up in his arms, hugging them tightly. Despite their worries, they couldn't stop themselves, nuzzling up into his neck and mouthing a few times. Quickly, Asriel pushed them back a little, a foreboding look on his face.
"Kris, you know we can't here. I already told you this on the phone!" Asriel pleaded.
Sulking, Kris backed off. Still, they held their hand out, and Asriel reluctantly took theirs; after looking around first.
"Y'know, if it wasn't already bad with you not being here, the internet of the whole town decided to break." Kris pouted out, slowly rubbing one of Asriel's knuckles.
"But, whatever. How was college, freshman?" Kris asked, grinning.
Rolling his eyes, Asriel responded. "Listen, just because I'm a freshman again doesn't mean anything. I'm still in college and you are rotting through high-school."
"Hey! I got like, what... 6 weeks left?" Kris added, counting on their fingers. Asriel nodded along, speaking again.
"Just remember to actually focus. Senior slumps are not to be taken lightly."
"Man, I've been 'Senior Slumping' since my first week." Kris responded, chuckling. Asriel laughed along with them, slowly dragging it into a hum. As they walked into the venue, Asriel couldn't help but squeeze their hand harder.
It was worse than he imagined.
All day, it was subtle glances, the occasional sleight of hand, a sentence that could easily be interpreted, but normal to others... he couldn't lie, Kris knew how to push his buttons.
Eventually, they reached the Ferris wheel, the main attraction of Hometowns festivals. Kris and Asriel had ridden it multiple times before, but this time it felt more special. No Noelle, or Dess, or their parents. Just them.
Loading into the cart, Asriel sat on the left as Kris sat next to him on the right. Asriel spread his arms out on the seat while Kris crossed their legs, idling as the cart began to move. As it lifted them up above the tree-line, they could see all of Hometown.
As the wheel continued to turn, Kris scooted closer and closer, leaning their head on Asriel's shoulder. They wrapped their arm around his side, grabbing the side of his letterman jacket. Asriel curled his bottom lip in, chewing on it softly.
Kris didn't slow down at all, in fact, Asriel could feel them staring up at him. Kris' other hand traced along the stitching of Asriel's jeans, their fingers lingering just long enough to make him squirm in his seat. It had been the most challenging thing of his life trying to keep it together this whole day, and Kris seemed to find more than enough pleasure trying to make him break.
Pulling their arm up, they ran their fingers through his hair, eventually stopping to grab one of his horns. He shivered, the sensitive keratin trying to warn him that something had grabbed him, but there was naught be could do.
Eventually, Kris' upped the ante. Reaching across his lap, they reached to cup the bulge that had been growing the whole wheel ride. Even if he wasn't admitting it, Asriel had been thinking the same things Kris had.
Their hand touched, and Asriel blushed uncontrollably, inhaling sharply for a moment before biting down on his lip again. Kris had spent too long of their time trying to tease their brother that the ride was over, the ratcheting gears clicking to a stop. Kris quickly scooted over to a normal distance.
As the door swung open, Asriel bolted out the Ferris wheel door. Kris stood up, concerned, and they started to run after. If they had gone overboard, they desperately wanted to apologize. Asriel was quicker, even if it wasn't for his track star status, his longer legs would beat them anyways; now it just means they're being beat two-fold.
Asriel dashed passed the ticket booth, running out to the long road back towards Hometown. At some point, Asriel cut left, into the trees. Kris ran quicker, turning about where they though he had run. Cutting through the bushes, Kris slowed down, starting to look.
The floor was muddy from days of passing rain, each step caking their boots with more. Eventually, they noticed another pair of footsteps, and they followed them. The footsteps winded along and between the trees until they eventually stopped.
Suddenly, Asriel came around the side of a tree, pressing Kris into a different one. Kris gasped in surprise, but they didn't move to break from his grip. Asriel leaned in, kissing them. It had been so long since the last time they were together, together.
Kris grabbed his arm, squeezing tightly as one of Asriel's hands wrapped around their waist, his fingers holding playfully around the band of their underwear. Kris pressed against Asriel's chest as he deepened the kiss.
Their face was a deep tint of red, and they stared at each other, looking deep into each others eyes and not daring to blink. Unable to contain it anymore, Kris started to mewl; quiet, unnoticeable hums of pleasure as Asriel's tongue trickled it's way into their mouth. Of course, Asriel noticed them, each reverberation traveling down their tongue and through to his own.
Kris tugged on his arm, trying to force his hand up their shirt. As Asriel pulled back with equal force, they started to whine incessantly. Asriel smiled warmly. They always were greedy with him, and despite their own teasing, they never could handle the same.
Looking down at them, Asriel watched as they slowly gave up on pulling him, instead looking up meekly at him. "c-c'mon..."
"Huh?" He responded, grinning.
"p-please, just... y'know..."
"Mmm... I don't think I do."
Kris deflated, and they tugged one last time on his arm, giving all their strength. Asriel simply resisted, shaking his head. Biting their lip for a moment, Kris sighed shakily. It never not felt awkward asking, but Asriel was forcing it out of them.
"j-just..."
"just f-fuck me, please?" Kris finally managed out, shrinking from embarrassment. Asriel felt like telling them to try again, because they clearly weren't trying hard enough... but he was getting to a point himself.
Turning Kris around, they wrapped their arms around the tree as Asriel pressed them against it. Wrapping his arms around them loosely, Kris let out hushed moans as Asriel peppered their neck with kisses, biting down and leaving small welts.
His hands cut through the gap between their skin and clothes like knives, carefully shuffling down their pants until they fell against the ground. Covering their mouth with their sleeve, Kris whimpered, pressing their body back, grinding against Asriel's hips.
He chuckled, reciprocating as he ran his paw across the top of their dick. They squirmed, bucking their hips against the friction. Wrapping his hand around them tightly, he slowly pumped his fist. Kris' head fell, pressing against the tree as they huffed, their fingernails digging into the bark.
A few minutes of slow stroking had Kris dribbling, their face hotter than a sauna, and their shirt and jacket feeling like one. Asriel's free hand rubbed around their legs, passing in-between their thighs and making them jolt.
Eventually, his hand cupped around their ass, his thumb prodding inside Kris. They were melting against the tree at this point, a whimpering, moaning mess. A mess that Asriel was going to make worse.
Taking his hands away from Kris completely, he fumbled with his belt, his own hands shaking. Wind blew through the trees, the leaves rubbing against each other. Kris could hear the same wind chime from earlier.
Touching Kris again, he rubbed the tip of their length, squeezing out what pre-cum he could. Slowly, he rubbed the same hand into Kris' ass, lubing them as they mumbled against their sleeve. Stroking his own member, he licked his thumb of his clean hand, using it to pry Kris open before splitting them.
All the air in Kris' lungs left as they struggled to breathe in, their chest slowly pressing flat against the tree. Pulling back out, Asriel thrusted into them over and over, each stroke pushing out a flustered, cute moan. Reaching back, Kris struggled to tug on Asriel's jacket.
"f-faster--- p-please..."
Heeding their siblings request, Asriel sped up, each thrust accompanied by a small clap, echoing throughout the empty woods. Kris closed their eyes, palming at Asriel's thigh as their hand fell limp. The pleasure rocked their body, forcing them onto their toes.
"aahn~ uhnn~" Kris' voice grew louder, more needy as Asriel didn't let down, his own shaky breaths blowing against Kris' neck. Leaning their head back on one of his shoulders, Kris tried to speak, but they could only mumble, wiping a small line of spit off their mouth.
After one particularly deep thrust, Kris yelped, grabbing his thigh with one hand and an arm with the other. Pulling him flush to their body, their legs spazzed as they came. Asriel reached forward, helping them caringly as they did.
Each rope of their cum hit the tree, covering it in streaks. As they clenched around Asriel' dick, he grunted, clenching his teeth as he came too. Kris melted against Asriel's chest as they felt his length twitch inside them.
They stood in silence, embracing each others warmth. After a moment, Asriel carefully backed up, pulling out and Kris let a small whimper of disapproval slip. Reaching down, Asriel carefully tugged their pants back up, dressing them again.
Kris looked like a mess, but they could easily play it off as running around in the woods. As long as nobody came to check, of course. Pressing their head against his shoulder, Asriel guided a mumbling Kris back towards the road. They were smiling dopily, and Asriel couldn't help but give them a small peck on the forehead. As they walked away, the evidence slowly dripped down the tree, staining the leaves.