♡ AweSamPonk Oneshots [book 2] ♡

Specie Differences

Warnings: fluff, possibly uncomfortable topics that "are" considered "NSFW", mentions of possibly uncomfortable topics

[[Of course, there is no smut or descriptions of anything similar]]

> In this AU, hybrids who are not raised around humans are unfamiliar with many things about them. some hybrids are raised around people, yet never fully grasp things, and others easily blend in with the culture and knowledge. So, in a TL;DR format, hybrids don't necessarily know everything about humans and sometimes vice versa. <

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Sam stretched, purring softly as he did so. The hybrid had been laying on his lover's chest for some time, purring up a storm and being incredibly clingy. Sam had become increasingly clingy over the past few days, which slightly worried Ponk.

The smaller yawned, rubbing her eyes before looking at Sam, "May I ask you a question? Specifically about your... species...?"

Sam's purring died off and a delighted smile graced his lips, "Of course! I always love to teach you more about myself and other creeper hybrids!!"

Ponk gave a small Smile before speaking,

"Soooo... I've noticed you've been very clingy lately... you've been all over me for the past few days, always craving my attention and touch... is there a specific reason for that...?"

Sam froze momentarily, a thoughtful look in his eye.

"You know how sometimes... your cat gets all meowy and you yell at him...?"

"...You mean when she's in heat...? Wait a min-"

Sam cut him off quickly,

"No, No! Not exactly like that. Let me explain!"

Ponk fell silent, patiently waiting for the answer.

"Ok... it's kind of like that, an... what's the word?? It's when a person knows how to do something without being taught? Like, they know they need to do it???"

Sam looked hopefully at Ponk, a pleading look in his eyes.

"Instincts?"

"Yeah!!" Sam's face lit up as he continued to talk,

"Ok, it's an I-in-stinc-t thing. Creeper hybrids has a pull, an inner pull to find a mate. A forever lover." Sam paused, allowing Ponk to absorb the knowledge.

"Now, that pull doesn't work like cats' do. It is not meant to make more creeper hybrids- babies. It is meant to keep creeper hybrids close. They is a very... what's the word...? Co-comm-uni-ta-tive... Communitative species, they need to be close to another. Each new time they get this pull, it is stronger than before, making them cl-cling-y."

Ponk furrowed her brows, "But... I thought we were together... are we not...?"

"Yes! Yes, we is together. But, there are things that need to do to be mates. I do not want to force you to do something you do not want to. Big job... step..."

Ponk bit his lip thoughtfully, "But what if I like the idea of being your mate? What if I'm definitely one hundred percent sure?"

Sam blushed a deep red, "I-I-" he cut off momentarily, "Hon-or-ed... Big step... important-ant..."

The smaller smiled, pulling Sam close,

"I always love learning about you and your culture... if you want to make me your mate... officially... I would be fine with that..."

Sam's face, if even possible, grew more red, the color even dusting his ear tips. "Ponkie... I hon-or-ed... love you..."

The large male placed a soft kiss on Ponk's forehead, a purr rumbling loudly from his chest. Ponk returned the kiss with one on the lips, savoring the feeling of Sam's lips on her's.

××

A few weeks later, Sam and Ponk were entangled with one another in their bed, lazily talking and enjoying the other's company.

"Why are creepers afraid of cats if they're so cat-like themselves?" Ponk hummed, scratching his chin.

"Cats...?" Sam asked himself thoughtfully. "Creepers are born with... sickness to cats... cats makes creepers sick, deadly sick... Cats carry sick-ees... I'm not one who gets deadly sick, but I still get little sick... but I have stopped being little sick by cats! I just don't like they pricky whiskey things, they tickle funny."

Ponk laughed softly at Sam's choice of words, but ultimately nodded, accepting the fact that she may need to make a new home for Sacrifice.

××

Ponk sighed, rubbing his face in frustration before turning to Sam,

"Why were you being so overprotective??? It was just Sapnap!"

Sam furrowed his brows, confused by Ponk's words, but he mentally shrugged it off before speaking,

"You are my mate now. You are mine and I am yours. Nobody else's. I want to protect you from other people's touch, only I can touch you like that." He let out a soft huff after saying the last sentence.

Ponk frowned, "It was only a hug... a quick and, uh, awkward one at that..."

Sam growled softly, wrapping an arm around Ponk's waist, "Still. You are mine. Not his." The creeper hybrid then buried his face in Ponk's shoulder, inhaling deeply and allowing a soft purr to rumble from his chest.

Ponk would never understand Sam, even if she tried. He was just too complicated of a creature to get... and too stubborn...

××

"Ponk! Ponkie! Ponk! Ponk! Ponkiiiiiieeeeeeee!!!" Sam exclaimed loudly, running up and hugging his lover tightly, lifting him off of the ground and spinning them around.

"S-Sam! Sammy Sam Sam!!" Ponk exclaimed, a little surprised by the hybrid's enthusiasm.

Sam covered Ponk's face in gentle, yet messy, kisses, purring loudly, "I missed you so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, SO, SO, SO, SOOOOOOOOO much!!!!"

Ponk laughed, "I was only gone for a day, silly!"

"Too long, too long!!" Sam stated, kissing the shorter again and again and again.

"Stop it, stoopid!! You're going to mess up my eyeliner!" Ponk bantered playfully, gently shielding his face.

Sam whined softly, not understanding that Ponk was playing, "I'm sorry!! I didn't mean to!!!" Sam set Ponk down before sinking to his knees, "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry!! Please forgive me??? I'm so super sorry, Ponkie!!!"

Ponk gently grabbed onto Sam's hands, smiling softly, "Sam... you don't need to beg for forgiveness... I was messing around, honey... you don't ever need to beg on your knees, you could never do anything terrible enough to warrant that."

Ponk then placed a gentle kiss on Sam's forehead, pulling the hybrid closer.