Ending 1/2

‼️⚠️Fair warning btw, this does have NSFW in it so please don't kill me over that this is your warning <3⚠️‼️

THIS ENDING IS OFFICIALLY FINISHED!!!!!

You decide to go after him, it was the right thing to do. Sure you hardly knew him but it was the morally correct thing to do."SALAD FINGERS" You opened the door and began to run after him. It was a deserted wasteland you didn't know where he went or where he could be. You just knew you had to find him.

It had been at least an hour looking for him but felt like three, your throat was dry from dust and your legs were almost unable to walk anymore. "Fuck me.." your hoarse voice rang out "I'm never gonna fucking find him..." It was as if almost Lady Luck heard your wishes...You felt as though you had to keep searching. Something deep in your heart told you to keep going. So you did..around 30 more minutes pass of you barely stumbling along and you find a box in the distance, with a new determination, hope, and a random burst of energy you drag yourself to the randomly placed box. "Please...please let him be there..." You were praying to god knows who that in just a few more meters you'd be at that box, opening it, and seeing him. The person thing you'd been looking for, forever, all you could hope was that he would be okay and that you didn't do this for nothing.

Approaching the box you were filled with hope and despair. Hopefully enough that he might be in there, and enough despair to have doubts seep into your mind, the thoughts became overwhelming... too overwhelming for your brain to handle. What if he wasn't there? What if you had done everything for nothing? What would happen to you if you couldn't find your way back? Was getting back even an option?

You hit your head "Fuck me.." you slammed your fist against your head again. The thoughts were too loud for you. But the thought of turning back now seemed like committing murder and staying at the crime scene. Fucking stupid because there's no turning back now. You finally convinced yourself to stop worrying and just open the damned box.

You held your breath and pulled the curtain back. God. All that damn worrying for nothing. but giving yourself a hard time.He was in fact, there. Cowering in the corner. Crying. Not even crying sobbing his eyes out, mustering every tear in his entire body and letting it spill onto the floor. He croaked his neck and looked up at him, his eyes where bloodshot as salty tears continued to pour out of his eyes "You...why are you here..why would you come after me?" His saddened voice almost completely crushed your heart. "I felt like I had to. It felt wrong letting you leave like that". His big eyes continued to stare at you, watching your every move, every blink, every breath, every nervous twitch of your fingers. You crawled inside of the box and sat next to him, barely breathing or moving, and definitely not looking at him. "I'm sorry..." you pipped up. "It's okay y/n. I burst out. I do that sometimes I'm sorry." You shook your head and buried your face in your knees. "I'm sorry salad, I fucked everything up. I know I did I arrived at your house out of nowhere and insulted your family members, your house, AND YOU." You told him sorry-fully, you felt tears forming in the corners of your eyes, you knew if you began to cry they wouldn't stop. You also knew you couldn't do that in front of someone with a corpse for a brother. You lifted your head up, locking your sad eyes with him. Fuck it. You grabbed his face and kissed him. And he kissed back.

"Y/n?" He asked with childlike curiosity why you had done that and what you would do next. "Let's do it" You started him down, and he looked at you nervously "But..y/n i- I haven-" you interrupted him "Does it look like I give a shit?" You gave a quick kiss to his cheek and took your shirt off, throwing it in the corner of the room and working with your bra next. You looked at him "Well?" He snapped back into reality and nodded, taking off his shirt and underwear. Crawling over to him you pushed his knees apart and played with him through his underwear, you brushed up against his ear and whispered "Tell me if you want me to stop" and kissed him. You and him kept your lips together as you continued to get him off through his underwear, stealing a few moans and whimpers from his lips.

You ran your fingers over the bulge in his underwear, memorizing every detail possible through the thin cloth. Kneeling down in front of his clothed dick you looked up at him "Do you want me to?" He was speechless but gave a tiny nod, and you went to work.You peeled back his underwear allowing his dick to spring up and out of his cage, and rest on your forehead, twitching with anticipation of being played with.You grabbed his base and kitty licked your way to the tip, planting kisses on his dick every now and then. You licked over his slit and took it into your mouth. You definitely where to a pro but you had some experience with giving head. Salad Fingers let out quiet moans and mewls at your touch. Salad fingers had unknowingly put his hand on your head and gave you a gentle push, he had realized what he had done "Oh.. nhg..ah uh y/n I'm..Mhm...I'm sorry I didn't-" he stuttered out slipping moans and whines through his words. You took this as a sign to go farther, to take more of him in your mouth, so you did. Gently replacing his hands on your head you let him in control, bawling his fists in your hair and bobbing your head on his dick, relaxing your throat you began to let him not only hit the back of your throat but start to make his dick go down your throat. The heat and curves of your throat were euphoric to him, feeling every grove and muscle tightening in the back of your throat, the wetness and warmth pushed him over his edge, "Please y/n can I.." you looked up at him and gave a small thumbs up, he smiled a bit at you and completely took over. He somehow grabbed your hair even harder and shoved himself even more down your throat, with every thrust into your throat he whined even more, his movements became jagged and unrhythmic. Every thrust brought him closer to dumping a river of cum down your throat. You had become a little panicked at his movements, feeling his dick hit certain parts of your throat made you want to throw up, unknowingly this caused your throat to convulse and tighten in ways that were perfect to please his needy dick."Y/n" he cried out "I'm gonna" You closed your eyes and tried to prepare yourself, but alas every person is different and you didn't have too much background knowledge on him so you braised yourself and hoped for the best.He fucked your throat a few more times before (what felt like) releasing every ounce of cum he had in his body, into and down your throat.He pulled out of your mouth breathing heavily as his dick began to soften again. You felt his cum roll down your throat, seeping its way down until you couldn't feel it anymore, you hardly had to even swallow anything. You wiped your mouth and sat up on your knees as he was finishing stuffing his dick back into his pants. "Come on Salad Fingers let's go back where both tired.." You stood up and walked outside waiting for him to follow you.

He slowly walked outside to meet you, face redder than a tomato and still breathing heavily. "Y/n.." he looked at you almost lovingly, "I'm sorry-" you interrupted him. "Don't be sorry, I enjoyed it just as much as you did my little cucumber." His face somehow became even more red from that.

The walk back to the house was nearly silent, just holding hands and a few glances at each other back and forth.

Finally arriving at the house was almost a blessing, you were starving and dehydrated beyond belief, and Salad Fingers was panting like a dog, you two entered the front door and almost immediately crashed into the living room. "Would you like some water?" Salad's voice scratched out, "Yes please, that would be wonderful." He stood up and shuffled his way out the door and to the kitchen.

You slithered out of the chair with all of your might and made your way to the kitchen to meet him, he turned around with your glass almost spilling it at the shock of you being behind him. "Oh, y/n I'm so sorry I didn't expect you to be there! Here you go.." he hands you a glass and you immediately gulp it down, the freshwater coats and satisfies your thirst. "Thank you, my dear, this is the best thing I've had all day." You glide up to him nuzzling into his face and kissing his cheek before backing away into the living room to rest on the couch again.

Sitting down you place your glass on the coffee table, leaning back into the couch you take your shoes off and kick your feet up on the table. Salad Fingers comes in with another glass and a water pitcher, sitting down next to you he sips on his water and refills your glass, placing the pitcher next to your glass on the table.

He snuggled up to you before placing his hand on yours, you looked at him with every ounce of love you could give. You shifted your body to where you could whisper in his ear. "Would you like to continue what we started?" You could almost feel his body getting hotter as he replied with a desperate "Yes."

You giggle at his response and answer teasingly "Later my cucumber, after dinner of course." He seems slightly saddened at your answer but you know he understands why, you and him are both starving.

He immediately gets up, and heads into the kitchen again to begin cooking dinner, you feel its rude to not help him just you just can't bring yourself to get up, you lay your head down snuggling up to the couch that smells of him, drifting off to sleep.

Very Non-Cliché Time Skip :)

"Y/n...." "Mmmmmh" "Y/nnnnnnn... you need to wake up it's time to eat" The smell of food hits you and you instantly snap awake, slowly sitting up and rubbing sleep from your eyes your croaky voice asks "Thank you, how long was I asleep?" You grab a plate with spaghetti on it. "Only about an hour, I'm sorry you couldn't sleep longer" he takes a bite of his food. "It's okay, I'll be okay thank you for the food again." You take a bite, and the wonderful taste of finally having food is immaculate.

You and Salad Fingers sit next to each other, filling your stomachs with the amazingly made meal, you two making small talk and genuinely bonding with one another. About an hour passes of you two eating and talking.

"Hey y/n would you still like to..." he looks up at you and down back at his hands fumbling with them, you smile at his neediness and grab his chin making him look at you, "I love you" he looks at you happily, a small hard on starting to show through his pants.

You take your shirt off playing with your boobs to tease him, he reaches a hand out to touch your breasts but you quickly stand up not allowing him to touch you at all. You look down at him smiling at his shock of what's happening, "Bedroom?" You ask. He stands up excitedly "Last room on the left" You turn away quickly walking to the destination while simultaneously undressing yourself, by the time you make it in the bedroom you're completely naked and you lay down on the bed spreading your legs apart as you begin to run yourself.

Salad Fingers walks into the bedroom also completely naked, touching himself slightly, ready to feel you.

He comes closer to you running his hands up your legs nervously, you take your hand away from your clit and up to his face, "Do it, I want to feel you." This excites Salad Fingers further. He leans back adjusting his dick to go inside of you, he slowly pushes it inside of you, feeling his inside of you, filling you up and making you fall even harder for him. It feels like you are a perfect mold for his dick.

Salad Fingers lets out a small gasp of air, feeling your insides for the first time. You let out a small moan, "Aw fuck... you feel wonderful" You look at him "You do too y/n.. I love this" he pulls out and slams his hips back into you, "AHFUCK" You slap a hand over your mouth as he begins pumping in and out of you, each slam of his hips into yours makes you emit another moan of complete pleasure and bliss.In and out, in and out, you begin to become hyper-aware of every inch of his dick going in and out of you, pleasure filling up your body, and small knot wells up in your lower stomach, the head of his dick grinding into your G-spot, making you call his name and dig your nails into his back. Your moans get faster-paced as his thrusts become quicker, wanting to hear your beautiful noises.

"My love.." you say in a panty breath "I'm gonna cum-" he grabs your hips harder as he buries his dick into you, "I know.." he snaps his hips back and forth, not going completely inside but still hitting your good spots. Your moans become quicker and louder in shorter amounts of time, and that feeling in your stomach increases leading to your build-up. "Nigh..fuck..." you halfway cry out, coming down from your orgasm your legs move in erratic ways. "I'm not done..." he says pumping in and out of you again at lightning speed, your body quickly becomes overwhelmed by an overload of pleasure, and he grunts, more and more as his release comes closer and closer."Naha.." he buries his cum inside of you, not removing his dick until he's completely done emptying himself inside of you, "I love you y/n, I have since I laid my eyes on you at my front door. I want to be with you forever" You look up at him "I love you too salad"

He pulls out of you, and you both then snuggle up together under his old worn. out bedsheets, the smell of mothballs and mustiness doesn't bother you though. As long as you're with him nothing could ever go wrong.  You spend the rest of your days in that forgotten wasteland with the one you love and you couldn't ask for more.