Work Text:
It was six hours before the arcade opened. Sugar Rush may not have a day and night cycle, but it did not stop racers and NPCs from sleeping. Black fondant curtains blocked the bright, digital sun from entering their houses. They were all asleep in their soft, spongecake beds…
All except for two racers.
The bathroom was filled with quiet giggles. King Candy and his secret lover, Rocket, were taking a relaxing bath together. She sighed as she leaned back against the large, round bathtub. Since everything in Sugar Rush was candy, sparkling water filled the tub.
King Candy stuck out his tongue as he scooped up some bubbles. He put it on top of his head and pointed at himself, “Look, Honeybun, I have my hair back!” He announced happily.
Rocket opened her eyes to see what her silly lover had done now. She snorted and laughed. She moved closer to him and blew the bubbles off. “I like you just the way you are, your Royal Baldness.” She teased and kissed his nose.
He let out a squeal of happiness as she showered him with kisses. “He- hoo-hoo, it tickles! I-I demand you cease this at once!” King Candy dramatically ordered. Rocket took his hands in hers and continued on, making him giggle.
She kissed his head, his cheeks, his lips, and his neck. “You're the sweetest man I could ever have,” Rocket said, smooching his cheek. “Let me have a bite of you…” She smiled mischievously and then nipped his ear.
“Ooh!” King Candy jumped up from the foreign sensation. He didn't know his ears were that sensitive!
Just as she was about to shower him with even more smooches, he cupped her face and brought his lips to hers. Rocket hummed as they shared a soft kiss. It was a long yet gentle one.
When they separated, they looked into each other’s eyes. “How about we actually bathe, hm?” She asked King Candy, holding up a bar of soap. Don’t ask how they have soap when everything else is candy. No one knows why.
“Tck, you’re thhuch a party pooper.” He teased, but began to bathe anyway. He couldn’t help but watch Rocket. The water droplets beading on her small breasts made her look delectable. King Candy licked his lips when she lathered herself in soap.
She noticed he was staring at her and smiled. “Wash yourself, your Stinkiness, or else no cuddles for tonight.” She playfully threatened. He gasped as if that was the worst thing in the world and quickly bathed himself. Rocket laughed at his antics.
When she finished, she watched him. She loved how his skeleton rig moved underneath his skin with each dramatic movement, how he lathered himself in colored soap. It made him look like he was covered in cotton candy. Rocket bit her bottom lip when he rinsed it off. She moved behind him and took the soap from him. “I’ll get your back.” She whispered to him, kissing his head.
King Candy giggled, “Alright, my little Bonbon.” He enjoyed her touches and how she washed him gently. He closed his eyes and savored the sensations. Her hands moved from his back and she grabbed his ass. “O-Oh?” He opened one eye and turned his head to her, “You want a piethe of the royal goods?” He teased.
Rocket couldn’t help but laugh. She kissed his head and massaged his cheeks. “You’re always sitting in your kart or on your throne… Don’t tell me these don’t get sore sometimes…” She squeezed and played with his butt. He giggled again and gasped when her hand moved to a different kind of royal jewel.
“Oh, my gumballs…” He panted as she stroked him softly. His length bobbed up as her touch slowly brought it to life. “Are-Are we going to have thhome fun tonight? Or are you just teasing me?” King Candy asked, recalling a time she left him blueberry-balled. Rocket chuckled, kissing and nipping his ear.
“I guess you’ll just have to find out when we get to bed.” She whispered. That was enough to make him move. He hurryingly shut off the water and pulled the plug in the drain. Rocket greedily watched his ass jiggle like jello as he moved. He grabbed the towels, then tossed one to her. She caught it and stepped out of the tub to dry herself. When she started, he had already finished. He dressed himself in a velvet robe. A cute night cap replaced his crown.
His eyes roamed her body when she finished drying herself. He grabbed her robe and shuffled to her, “Allow me, my Thhugar Cookie.” He pecked her lips before dressing her. He kissed her shoulder before going to tie it closed. Rocket stopped him with a soft no and smooch to his bald head. Good. He liked how her breasts were exposed anyway.
King Candy grabbed her hand and tried to make her hurry to their bedroom. She laughed and resisted his pull. He let go and practically launched himself onto their large spongecake bed. She laughed even harder at his enthusiasm.
He tucked himself in, pulling the fondant sheets over himself. “Your Majesty awaithh your tender touch,” He curled his finger at her, beckoning her to him, “You wouldn’t want to keep him waiting, would you?” He smirked. Rocket returned it and slipped under the covers at the bottom of the bed. He couldn’t help but wiggle with excitement when he watched her form slowly reach him.
He groaned when he felt her plant kisses on his soft cock. King Candy reached under the blanket and found her head. He gently scratched her scalp, making her hum. He shivered, feeling the vibrations. She trailed her tongue over his length, making it twitch. Rocket chuckled quietly to herself as she twirled her tongue around its head.
“Oh- oh Honeybun…” He bit one of his fingers, moaning quietly. She stopped and sat up, the blanket rolling down to her shoulders. There were stars in his eyes as he looked up at her form. “Every time I thhee you in your bare model, you make my code glitch.” King Candy said, breathless.
Rocket cooed and leaned down. She nuzzled noses with him and captured his lips in hers. She straddled him, being careful to not put weight on his ‘friend’ underneath her. He weaved his fingers into her hair and scratched her scalp again. She hummed happily and nudged his head to the side.
King Candy obeyed as she began to kiss and suck his neck. He shakingly moaned when she bit into his shoulder. “D-Darling~” He giggled. She playfully growled when he moved his head.
“Don't move.” She ordered, pushing his head into the marshmallow pillow. His code quivered as she dominated him. King Candy moaned louder when she pressed more kisses on his neck. Rocket nipped his soft skin and sucked on it harder.
He whimpered when he imagined her leaving a mark. He could feel her slick drip onto his stomach.
“E-enough.” King Candy said, tugging her hair a bit. Rocket complied, leaving his neck for his lips instead. They whined into each other’s mouths as they moved their tongues against one another. His hand found her breast and squeezed it. She let out a squeak and sucked on his tongue.
They separated to take a breath and then went back into it. They moaned and held on to one another. Rocket licked her lips when she sat up. She felt something touch her thigh, and she looked down to see King Candy was finally hard.
“Go on,” He said, pushing her lightly, “Pleathure your King.” His tone turned deeper with lust.
“As you command, your Highness~” She went back under the covers, pulling the blanket over herself. Rocket lapped at the sides of his cock, exaggerating her noises.
King Candy groaned and bit his finger again. He raised the blanket just in time to watch her take him into her mouth. He became more aroused as he stared.
She had her eyes closed and slapped his cock on her tongue a few times. She took him into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks and sucking on it. King Candy groaned when Rocket bobbed her head up and down. The slurping noises were obscene.
“S-such a loyal thhubject.” He rambled, putting his hand on her head, “P-Pleathuring your King- thho- thho well.” His lisp became stronger, the more aroused he was. He gulped and tried to steady his breathing. King Candy looked back down at Rocket to see that she was looking back at him.
She smiled around his dick.
His cock glitched in her mouth for a split-second. Paper-white skin replaced his peach skin and then went back to normal.
Fear flooded his entire model.
But thankfully Rocket didn't see his glitch. She was too busy sucking him like a lollipop.
“M-My Bonbon… Do you remember- gah!” King Candy yelped when she sucked incredibly hard, “Don't interrupt me when I'm thhpeaking!” He scolded her.
She took his cock out of her mouth, confusion on her face. “Sorry,” She noticed he was tense, “What were you saying?” She became concerned.
King Candy sighed and sat up. Rocket came out from under the covers. “Do you remember when you told me you wanted to thpice up our… Funtimes?” He asked, twiddling his thumbs.
She became excited, “Oh, you want to do something special tonight?” She asked, grabbing his hands and holding them.
He feigned being nervous, nodding, “Yethh… How do you feel about wearing a blindfold?” King Candy asked, forcing himself to blush.
If she said no, he'd end their ‘fun times’. He wasn't going to risk having his true identity revealed mid-fuck.
Rocket actually shivered at the thought. “That'd be new! I'd love to!” She smiled at her lover. He smiled back, relief replacing the fear.
“I don't have an actual blindfold, so we'll have to make do.” King Candy got up from the bed and she couldn't help but smack his ass. He flinched, his dick glitching back to his original skin color once more.
Good thing he wasn't facing her.
It quickly reverted to normal, and he turned around. He saw Rocket tucked into bed, looking away from him, whistling. “What?” She asked, “That wasn't me. I don't know what you're talking about.” She laughed.
Even though the glitching scared him half to death, he couldn't help but laugh at her antics. He went to the closet and pulled out a spare sheet. Using his teeth, King Candy ripped off a strip of fruit leather.
“There we go!” He said, returning to the bed. Rocket sat up and let him put it around her eyes. She was smiling as he tried it tight. “Can you thhee anything?” He asked, waving a hand in front of her.
“Nope!” She said happily.
“Good.” King Candy’s voice turned deep with renewed lust. He pushed her onto the bed and straddled her. Rocket yelped when she fell on her back. She literally did not see that coming.
He put one hand on her shoulder while the other grabbed his cock. He rubbed it on her clit, making her gasp. His code shivered, and he finally let his disguise go.
Turbo groaned when he pushed into her. The freedom of being in his own model mixed with her tight, wet cunt?
It was Turbotastic!
Rocket moaned when his length spread her walls. She loved the stretch and squeezed down on him. She giggled when she heard her lover vocalize his pleasure. “Do I really feel that good?” She asked, proud of what she does to him.
“Y-yethh.” Turbo replied in King Candy’s voice, “Ooh you feel like- like a- a jelly filled donut.” He grabbed her hips and began to slowly thrust.
She laughed at his corny analogy, but then it turned into moans. Rocket reached up to put her arms around his neck. She wanted to kiss him.
Turbo tensed, his thrusts faltering as he hurryingly glitched King Candy’s head over his own. The hard texture of his helmet was replaced with soft skin. She giggled as she wrapped her arms around him and clumsily nuzzled his nose.
“I love you.” She said, planting a kiss on his lips.
Turbo giggled, “I love you too, Honeybun.” Bullets of pixelated sweat rolled off of his back. That was a close call.
Rocket finally let go of him, and he let King Candy’s head turn into pixels. It dissolved off of his face, leaving him normal again. Turbo felt his cock twitch inside of her, reminding him of the job he had to do. He grabbed her hips again and began to thrust with new life.
Her walls were tight around him, nearly making him cum. But sex was the only time he'd strive to be second place in.
Turbo rubbed circles on her clit, making Rocket moan at the sudden sensation. “O-oh, oh ff-fudge!” She moved her hips up to give him better access. Rocket looked heavenly, moaning and twitching on the bed. Her hair spread out on the soft marshmallow pillows. “Devs, yes!”
Turbo chuckled, “They-” He stopped himself to clear his throat. He almost forgot that he had to speak in King Candy’s voice, “They’re not doing thith to you. Moan my name.” He demanded, holding her hips harder. He could feel her tighten around his length.
She arched her back off of the bed, her thighs shook, “King Candy!” Rocket moaned loudly, “P-please- yes, yes- More!” Her hand moved to remove the blindfold. His metaphorical heart dropped, and Turbo quickly glitched back into his fake identity. She took it off and looked at him with tears in her eyes, “I-I’m soo close,” She panted, grabbing the collar of his robe and yanking him down.
She came as they kissed. He swallowed her whines down He refused the urge to glitch when her walls milked him. King Candy whimpered when he nearing his orgasm. “Have- Have thhome candy.” He thrusted into her faster and harder.
Rocket watched him, breathing hard. Quiet moans escaped her mouth as he kept going. “T-that’s right, fill me with your jelly.” She laughed when he immediately came.
King Candy groaned, resting his face between her breasts. He took a few minutes to catch his breath. He could feel his digital cum leak out of her cunt. He sat up, watching as he pulled out. “I can’t beliethe you made me come to that.” He scooped some onto his fingers and began to finger her, trying to put it back in. “You’re so thilly.” King Candy giggled, sighing.
She laughed and sat up, undoing his work as their mixed fluids leaked onto the bed. “We’re both silly.” Rocket kissed his head, then his cheek and lips. He laughed when she began to shower him with her smooches again.
“Thhop! That tickles!”