Secrets, a fairly oddparents fanfic

Rated T for heavily implied seks. And a crackpairing.

Yes, this was based on a role play.

VERY HEAVY T. You've been warned.

Silence.

A silence that filled the air. Seeming to hide the noises that were just happening not even an hour ago.

The hisses, growls, screams, cries and moans. Everything that was wrong, the silence had covered it. Mocking him. Taunting him. Hiding a secret he had to keep under wraps. A secret he and the silence had to hide, unless he wanted his life to fall apart.

The Anti-Fairy leader stared over at the much younger woman, gently brushing some stray hairs out of her face as she slept. He slowly brushed a finger over a very visible, freshly bruised bite mark on her neck, making her grunt quietly in her sleep.

He sighed, rolling over, turning his back to her. The pungently sweet and tangy scent of her estrus was still heavy and thick in the air, seemingly everywhere, leaving him wide awake. It's not like he could sleep with the wonderful scent sticking to his skin and the sheets.

He closed his eyes. What was he thinking? What was he supposed to feel? Guilt? Sure, he felt guilty, but why was he willing to repeat his actions over and over again? He was married. He had a son. Why was he doing this?

An accident. That was right. It was just an accident that started this all. Could he consider all of this an accident? The things he was doing on purpose to this young woman…It could have started as an accident, and end as an accident. Easy as that. Right?

The sudden feeling of fingers roughly scraping the underside of his wing made him gasp quietly. He glanced over his shoulder to have soft lips meet his. Without a second thought, his senses were immediately kicked into overdrive once again.

He violently pinned her to the bed, getting on top of her. He let out a fierce growl before sinking his teeth into her shoulder.

She let out a dry mix between a laugh and a moan, before pulling his head down to run her fingers through his hair. She lightly swept her lips over his once again. She gently rubbed the base of his right wing in a teasing manner before smirking at him deviously.

"See you later, Anti-Cozbutt."

And with that, the female Pixie pinged away, leaving him rather aroused and frustrated. Growling again, he collapsed on the spot she had just been sleeping on, inhaling slightly. He stared at the wall, quickly zoning out like he normally did when she wasn't around.

The loud creaking of the door nearly gave the man a heart attack. He jumped, practically falling off the bed.

"My word-what's that delightful smell…?" Inquired Foop, who was in the doorway, sticking his head into the room.

Anti-Cosmo got at least ten shades lighter, watching his pre-teen son flap his wings eagerly. He took a step forward, sending the green-eyed hybrid into a panic.

"SWEET MOTHER OF PIXIE JESUS EATING A STICKYBUN! FOOP, GET OUT OF HERE!" He shrieked in panic, tossing a pillow at the door-and his son.

Foop, startled, quickly dashed out of the room, scurrying away.

Anti-Cosmo rubbed his forehead, sighing quietly. He wouldn't be able to keep his secret hidden for long. With Foop snooping around so much, and his Mother-In-Law getting suspicious, he knew he would have to stop this soon…or he'd have to face Nancy and Anti-Bailey. Which he was not looking forward to.

He reached over to his night stand to grab a tea bag to make some tea, hoping to relieve some stress. He felt around for a few seconds, only to make the realization that he was fully out of his favorite tea.

Anti-Cosmo fell to his knees, sobbing, still stark naked.

"WHY DOES THE UNIVERSE HATE ME?!" He screamed, slamming his fists on the floor.

Then he realized the window was open.

I don't own FOP, or gain any money from writing this! This is just an insane idea from the mind of two fangirls.

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