Yes, King

by Anonymous

Summary:

Papa Smurf accidentally ends up in an alternate universe where Brainy is king. Despite that, he technically had a break from his normal life to indulge in his primal needs.

Chapter 1: The Set Up

The old, bearded smurf sighed as he leaned against the cold stone wall behind him. Papa Smurf wasn’t expecting this but here he was.

In jail.

He was worried for his village as he sat there. He told his little smurfs he will be gone for 5 months but he managed to get all his needed supplies in 2 months. It was amazing, it was definitely in a record time for his old age. But he got cocky, so he decided to make a half-baked teleportation potion as an attempt to out do himself by getting home instantly.

In a way, he did get home! Just… not his home.

He has no idea how he crosses between the realms of his universe and whatever this one was. Though, he can guess the particles of his body were trying to travel to a timeline where he was at his village at record-time. But it fizzled out between a time and dimension that is nowhere near his.

His eyes shifted to the bars when he heard footsteps approaching, they were light but echoed far, definitely high heels. Papa Smurf sat up straight, knowing the only smurf he knew wore high heels was: Smurfette.

Except, she doesn’t look like the one he knows. Her hair was long yet a dark shade of blue, almost reminiscent of when Smurfette was under Gargamel’s control. But that was a raven black, not a midnight blue, she also had dark blue freckles around her cheeks, neck and hands. She was wearing a white chemise, a black belt, white bonnet and a blue waist tunic. She looked like a maid when he thought about it.

“Smurfette.” The old smurf said, getting up from his bench.

Her gaze flickered to Papa Smurf, hesitant, like she was afraid that he knew her name. She didn’t speak back, which he was hoping he could reason with her but all she did was slide the tray of food she had in her hand under the space of the bars and left.

He held it, disappointed that none of the smurfs here would speak to him civilly. Treated like a criminal was so bizarre and broke his heart, though he can’t blame these smurfs, they weren’t his.

They look nothing like him. The big, rounded ears now were pointed like an elf, their enlarged nose was shaped more like a muzzle and the stubby tail was bushy and long. Almost like these smurfs had evolved from squirrels than what smurfs originally existed from.

He must look odd in a way, almost uncanny with the similarities but not quite there. He stared down at the tray, looking at the purple mush, blueberry yogurt was probably what it was.

Papa Smurf definitely was not eating that, since it looks slightly brown and had leaves in it. However this ‘kingdom’ was running, all the preparations seemed unhygienic. Though the bearded smurf soon looked at the bars when he heard high heels again, his brow raised, he tried to look down the hall, to see who was arriving.

It wasn’t just high heels but clanking metal hitting the ground. To his surprise, it was two smurfs he can identify easily despite the different features: Brainy and Hefty.

The strong smurf wearing armor, holding a wooden twig that was sharpened to be a well-made spear. While the glasses wearing smurf had such elegant fabrics on. A white surcoat, multiple golden rings, a black belt, long, white stockings, white heels, yellow royal mantle and a golden crown embroidered with blue sapphires. It was strange to not see a white hat on Brainy but even more so with these smurfs being dressed fully.

Papa Smurf must look like a bum to them. Though, he wasn’t insecure, just concerned that these smurfs will list him as unfitting of society and keep him in the cell. Along with taking his bag full of supplies that they confiscated earlier, he knew all his stuff inside could help him escape if he got it back.

“My… My… What a sight.” Brainy spoke softly, eyeing Papa up and down.

Hefty did the same, keeping silent as he stood tall to keep the appearance of a strong knight that was protecting the obvious king.

“Brainy, Hefty, good to see some reasonable smurfs!” Papa spoke, grabbing the bars.

That alarmed the two smurfs, not expecting this stranger to know their names out of nowhere. Brainy narrowed his eyes then back at Hefty before replying as his expression hardened.

“I’m King Smurf, the ruler of the Smurf Kingdom. Who are you?” Brainy inquired.

Papa Smurf hesitated as he looked away, not really wanting to address Brainy as King but he probably had to now. But he will mentally note that it’s Brainy regardless.

“Papa Smurf.” He absentmindedly replied.

That caused the two smurfs to look at each other again, Hefty’s tail bristled in confusion, like they didn’t expect to hear that.

“What is your name?” Brainy repeated, his tone more sharp.

“I just said—“

“That isn’t a name!” Brainy huffed, throwing his mantle to his side, to show off the left side of his surcoat more.

Papa could sense the irritation rising in Brainy’s voice, like he wanted to yell but couldn’t at the moment. He tilted his head since he doesn’t really have another name to go by currently.

“I’m sorry but that is my name, Brainy.” He shrugged.

“My name is King Smurf!”

Hefty stepped forward, planning to intervene any second from this situation, to prevent any further escalation of King Smurf’s anger.

“Request to silence the prisoner, sire?” Hefty said, his voice more gruffled than the original Hefty.

Though, Papa let go of the bars, actually a bit worried in his situation. Since he assumed these smurfs wouldn’t hurt him, smurfs were docile. At least, in his universe, as he raised them to be peaceful and caring to the ones in need.

But he was not in his universe. The dread slowly seeped in as Brainy glared at Hefty, no friendliness in sight.

“If I requested that, I would have said that, squire!”

“I was just trying to…” Hefty tried to speak.

“I didn’t pay you to think.”

Pay? Papa raised a brow, it was interesting to hear as it implies money was used in this ‘kingdom’. He remembered how that went, making him think Accountant Smurf and Greedy Smurf are pretty well off here. Brainy was evidently the richest due to the gold around his fingers that emphasizes it.

“If you may, can I please get my bag?” Papa said, hoping these smurfs can be reasoned, “I don’t belong here, I made a little error in my spell and…”

“Spell?” Brainy raised a brow, “No one has been able to create magic since…”

As Brainy’s trailed his sentence off, his eyes flickered to Hefty, the well kept tail swaying cautiously. The two obviously have been giving each other’s cautious look between each other the whole time they were here. Papa was nervous about it, like he was just saying things that aren’t in his favor.

“Open the cell, sire.”

The old smurf’s eyes widened, casually surprised to be let go. He let out a sigh of relief, he knew these smurfs wouldn’t harm him, he knew them in another dimension. It shouldn’t be too hard to reason with them.

As Hefty approached, the metal of his armor clanging, Brainy Smurf shifted in place, reaching his hand into the mantle that blocked his right side.

The door swing opened, Papa walking out with no hesitation until a dagger was pointed at his neck. Instantly he tensed up, staring down at it as Brainy examined him.

“You look like him…” Brainy murmured.

“King Smurf?” Hefty whispered, trying to interrupt the other’s thoughts for some reason.

“Hefty, I swear to the guardians!” The glasses wearing smurf gritted his teeth.

“Can… Can I have my bag…?” Papa muttered, hoping he could just leave the dimension and go home.

He really didn’t want to stay any longer, a bit disconcerted by this whole circumstance.

“No… It’s mine now.” Brainy hummed smugly as he lowered the dagger.

The old smurf gulped as he was glad that it was gone, until it was replaced with Hefty’s spear. Really, he doesn’t know why this was warranted all this hostility. But the soft click of high heels echoed off the dungeon walls as Brainy began to lead the way, Hefty nudging Papa to walk as he shifted the spear to point at the bearded smurf’s back.

Walking through the tower was strange, the village has no structure like this, especially when looking out the windows they pass by to see the mushroom homes replaced with wooden houses. It was like these smurfs ditched the natural landscape for a human made town. It felt… hollow and empty in a way, to see what the village can turn into if it was developed under monarchy.

That made him wonder where he was. Not he as himself but the alternative universe him. Why would he let it go on like this? His eyes shifted to Brainy’s back, he remembered something vaguely like this, that the smart smurf took over the village when he was gone for a month.

Was the alternative universe him off on an adventure?

“Excuse me… Where is your version of Papa?” He couldn’t help but ask, wanting answers.

Brainy’s bushy tail stiffened, practically ignoring the clear inquiry that was spoken. Leaving the air awkward and tense.

“Do you have a proper name to call you?” Brainy soon spoke as they entered a large room.

Papa glanced around, it was well decorated, a large bed in the middle of the room. May this be his assigned room now? How nice, at least it wasn’t a cell anymore.

“Uh… I go by—“

“We are NOT calling you that.” Brainy scoffed.

“Ah…”

There was a long silence, Papa glancing down at the floor. He had been a pickle like this before, well, not exactly like this. Though, he knew if he played along for a bit, he could access the needed ingredients from his bag to teleport himself to his life.

So, he inhaled slowly as he had to remember the old name he was once called by his own Papa. He never thought he would be called by it again.

“Allan.”

“Allan?” Brainy raised a brow.

“Allan?” Hefty spoke as well, beyond confused.

“What?” Papa said as he glanced between the two.

Brainy huffed and adjusted his mantle for a bit, “That is like calling you, Peaceful Smurf…”

The bearded smurf softly smiled, not expecting Brainy to know the meaning of his name instantly. But then again, this was the bookworm of the village, what information he knew was intriguing as you don’t know what he can say from memory.

“Well… I assure you, I am as peaceful as I look.”

“Shirtless?” Hefty said.

Papa cleared his throat, glancing at the guard, “Uh… I guess? You can viewed it as vulnerable too.”

“Whatever.” Brainy shook his head and pointed a finger at Papa’s chest, “That isn’t important.”

Papa tilted his head as Brainy continued his sentence.

“How do you know magic?”

 

That's all Brainy wanted. The knowledge of magic, which surprised Papa when there were no books on such things in this universe. It was like these smurfs were not naturally magic. Which would make sense why they evolved from squirrels than some divine creation from the blue moon and Mother Nature herself.

Though, he didn’t mind sharing his knowledge, as it was helping him gradually earn his bag back. It had been a week, sitting in his chair in the bedroom he was given. Writing into a journal to recreate one of his spell books, though with his 580 years of life, his mind was a bit rusty on most recipes.

The door softly opened, his head slowly turned to see Brainy.

“King Smurf.” Papa said.

“Allan.” Brainy stated.

They stared at each other for a bit. It was awkward in a way, as the two had to acknowledge each other’s existence for this long. But it calmed Papa down in a way, as he was passively fighting to see his own smurfs. He missed his Brainy, how that smurf would try to say something witty and reading off his notes to show he researched something. The way the smurf would puff his chest from pride as he always try to impress him.

This universe was… fine in a way. All the smurfs were just fine, more anxious and defensive though. Though bushy tails were also distracting as they flickered, bristled and swayed with emotion. Even now, as Brainy approached with a soft wag, it just make him stare a little:

“What are you writing down?” Brainy mumbled, his hand softly resting on Papa’s shoulder.

“I’m recalling the ingredients for this antidote.”

“Antidote?”

“Yes, for an upset stomach.”

“Ah…” Brainy hummed.

His hand soon squeezed Papa’s shoulder. There was a hesitation from Brainy before he leaned in gently kissing the old smurf’s cheek. Papa didn’t flinch nor was surprised by the move, this Brainy was always weird around him. Always hovering over him and brushing fingers against his arm, like he was checking if he was still real.

Papa glanced at Brainy for an instant, the other smurf stared back. There was a moment, where the two just gazed into each other’s eyes as they were getting a vibe from the situation. Brainy gradually had his fingers hold the lines Papa’s jawline, running along the beard before tilting his head to lock lips with the older smurf.

Papa Smurf didn’t pull away, letting the younger smurf have his way. Partially because he was missing his version of Brainy, sure, letting himself kiss this one was strange. He never had feelings for the smart smurf but this was this strange need to have him. His hands reach over to hold Brainy’s hips gently pulling him in, his legs shifting to the side of the chair just so he can have the other smurf on his lap.

There were no words exchanged as they were both kissing, just an understanding they just wanted a connection between. Whatever they missed intensified to grope and caress the other’s body.

Brainy’s hands slid around the bare torso of Papa Smurf, squeezing the little chub and muscles of the older smurf. The love handles getting pinched the most, Papa softly moaned as he pulled away.

“This is weird.” The bearded smurf verbalized.

Like he needed to acknowledge what they’re doing isn’t typical for their dynamic.

“Yeah..” Brainy agreed.

They were softly panting, trying to recollect what was occurring. But Brainy definitely didn’t want to process much as his hips gently swayed in a circular motion, grinding lightly against Papa. The older smurf exhaled slowly before he embraced Brainy softly, welcoming the inappropriate movement.

“At least move it to the bed.” Papa mumbled, tilting his head towards the mentioned mattress.

“Mhm… alright.”

Everything was happening so fast, the two running on hormones as they wanted to have relief. Papa gently pushed Brainy down, kissing him softly as he got on top. The younger smurf whimpered, his hands already playing with the bearded smurf’s waistband. Papa Smurf’s tiny tail wagged wildly, the raising excitement had him so content about the situation.

“Smurfness… Papa…” Brainy moans out.

That made the old smurf paused for a moment, not expecting Brainy to moan that out. Though, he smirked and went to nibble the delicate skin of the other smurf’s neck, lightly marking this Brainy with soft hickies. This universe was definitely strange, not exactly the same as Papa’s original, though he was strangely having fun.

As he pulled away, panting and staring down at Brainy, his heartbeat quickened as he saw how dazed the other was. Brainy just looked so delectable with his half-lidded eyes, his lips flushed a pretty lavender and how they parted as he catches his breath. The bite marks were barely visible and Brainy’s royal mantle was ruffled as it was about to fall. Making Papa Smurf’s fingers immediately went to untie it off the smart smurf. It wasn’t like they needed that. Not what they were going to do, this was something that never crossed his mind with his Brainy.

But technically this was King Smurf. So, he was ready to pleasure this smurf regardless.

Chapter 2: First Blowjob

Papa Smurf was conflicted.

He stared at Brainy, or King Smurf in this case, got ready for the day. His eyes wandered down as the other smurf was naked. He never had feelings for his Brainy nor went all the way to engage in sexual activities with Brainy but he was confused. His body needed something to know he was alive and didn’t die when teleporting.

The bearded smurf flinched when Brainy’s bushy tail flickered.

“You’re staring.” King Smurf said.

“Sorry… Just… It’s just so weird to see a Smurf with a squirrel tail.”

Brainy soon looked over his shoulder and scoffed, “I can say the same with your dot tail.”

Papa soon blushed and looked away, since during the steamy moment Brainy kept accidentally pressing his legs onto his tail multiple times. His mind slowly began to drift back to last night. Since there was no lube, they decided to frot for the time being.

This Brainy does have enough differences between his Brainy but it was still weird how he just… let himself be vulnerable with the other Smurf.

“Allan.” The nerd soon said, “I appreciate the… passion moment.”

Papa Smurf raised a brow before he shifted off the bed to walk over to Brainy.

“You know… You call me Papa so easily when we—” The bearded smurf was interrupted instantly.

“No I didn’t!” The flushed royal exclaimed, looking away.

“Yes you did!”

Brainy soon covered his chest with his arms and hissed, “Out!”

“What?”

“Out!” Brainy demanded again.

Really, Papa doesn't know why he listened but he did as he left the room. Well… his room. It was definitely strange, how everyone in the castle refused to call him, ‘Papa’, that was his proper name now but everyone acted like that title was summoning a demon every time he uttered it.

Maybe he was a little stubborn, maybe he was missing his home. Either way, he was not going to call Brainy, ‘King’ nor pretend his name isn’t ‘Papa’.

As he walked down the corridor, his mind wandered to the glasses wearing smurf, how lithe his body was. How his hands fidgeted between holding his arms to covering his eyes, how his glasses askew every time he thrusted against his penis.

Papa shook his head, not wanting to get hard. But he couldn’t deny how much he found this smurf’s body supple, lean and just perfect. He wondered if this Brainy was experienced in sex, especially how eager he was to have Papa last night. He could bet Brainy was tight as an unused fleshlight though, the way his stomach was slim and his hips thick just tells him he would be a beautiful fuck.

“Smurf…”

The bearded smurf mumbled, pausing his walk as his eyes flickered down to the growing bulge in his pants.

“The smurf is wrong with me?” He whispered.

This dimension is fucking with his mind for sure, as he rarely had horny thoughts like this. Even then, it was never for one of his smurfs. But this wasn’t his smurfs, not even a little bit.

Papa’s eyes glanced around, wondering if he could find an empty room to head to and fix his problem.

“Lord Allan.” Hefty announced.

That made Papa tensed up, not moving his body as he heard the clanky metal of the strong smurf’s armor.

“Uh… Sir Hefty.” The old smurf cleared his throat.

“Are you searching for King Smurf?”

“Nope… I was… looking…” His brain was not helping him at that moment.

Papa looked over his shoulder to look at the knight, only a week in and he was still not used to seeing the buff smurf in an attire only meant for a kingdom. Then again, this village is no longer a kingdom.

“For?” Hefty repeated, softly tapping his spear against the concrete floor.

“… ingredients…?” Papa wheezed out.

“… I think the kitchen would be your best bet.” Hefty hummed.

“Ah… Of course. Thank you.”

“Let the guardians be with ye.” The knight politely said as he departed.

Hefty took a turn, not looking at Papa fully to notice the shame that the old smurf has.

“Uh, yea, goodbye.” The bearded smurf mumbled back.

Really, it was so weird being here. Papa was accustomed to castle life and such, he traveled to multiple kingdoms in his life, not wasn’t the problem. It was the fact his smurfs, well alternative versions of them, acting like they always lived in this lifestyle. Maybe they have, he doesn't know how this world works.

“Allan.”

Papa teased up but slowly relaxed when he realized it was Brainy, his eyes shifting to the, now clothed, king.

“Oh, you got dressed fast.” The bearded smurf said.

“Yes… Why are you just standing there?”

“Uh…”

Unlike Hefty, Brainy stepped around Papa, to get a full view of the old smurf. A soft smirk tugging on the royal smurf’s lips as he saw the little bump forming around the pelvis area.

“My… my… What were you smurfing about?”

There was no hesitation on Brainy’s end as his hand instantly went to cup the cup, wanting to feel the growing warmth. That made Papa gasped before lightly nudging the younger smurf away.

“You can’t just do that!” Papa said through gritted teeth.

King Smurf scoffed as he looked away, his hands now reaching up to fix his royal mantle.

“Sorry…”

That made Papa’s shoulders relaxed, not knowing he had gotten tensed from the touch. But that apology was just like his Brainy, how the smart smurf accepts he was in the wrong when HE says he was. It was nice that he was still respected.

“It’s okay, my little smurf.” Papa softly said.

He saw how Brainy shuddered in delight from that phrase, his squirrely tail fluffing up from the arousal forming. The older smurf cleared his throat as he didn’t want to get fully hard but he couldn’t resist having his hands gently hold Brainy’s cheeks. The little fuzz of blue fur against blue skin was so comforting. The king hummed, nuzzling into the gentle touch.

“My chambers?” Brainy asked.

“… Lead the way.”

 

Brainy’s bed felt as soft as his from his universe. The way it sinks from their weight, the shifting of the mattress as they both got comfortable on it. The king barely got dressed but was now bare like he was in the morning, the soft bite marks visible once more. Papa kissed the little indents, licking across them to make the bruised skin react, causing Brainy to gasp.

“Papa…” The smart smurf moaned instinctively.

“Smurfness…” Papa mumbled back.

They haven’t gotten to the exciting part and they’re already aroused. At least, Brainy’s cock was halfway up, while the old smurf was standing proud against his pants. He didn’t even bother taking his clothes off, wanting to focus on the brilliant smurf underneath him.

Brainy mewled at the stare, his face flushing, he was practically an eggplant from how purple his face was getting. It was so cute, the king acting like a shy virgin. Papa shouldn’t be thinking about that, how the innocence in Brainy’s eyes made this more arousing.

“Can you handle me?” Papa cooed out.

His hands slid softly under Brainy’s knees, teasing the other smurf as he pressed his legs against his chest to expose his anus.

“You look so snug…”

“Smurf, don’t say that.” Brainy whimpered, his hands going under his lens to cover his eyes from embarrassment.

Papa chuckled and grinned, “C’mon, don’t act like you've never done this before.”

Brainy pouted as he gradually removed his hands away from his eyes just so he could sheepishly tap his fingers together.

“… I mean… I have but…

“But…?”

“Words were never exchanged. It’s just an in-the-moment type thing.”

Papa raised a brow, humming as lowered Brainy’s legs back down on the mattress, “How did you tell your partner you felt when you were penetrated?”

“Why would I be penetrated?”

“Oh…! Then how did you…?”

“Allan, no.” Brainy said, slowly sitting up, “It was like how we had sex last night.”

That made Papa’s eyes widened. Whoever Brainy had sexual encounters before this, they never went all the way. In terms, the smart smurf wasn’t oblivious to these actions but he was inexperienced to any form of penetration. So, he knows that anal was off the table.

Like… fully until he teaches Brainy how to douche. The king’s face was still flushed as he looked away from the silence between them.

“Is that… a turn off?” Brainy mumbled.

Papa waved his hands up in defense, “What, no, no! I was… I’m just surprised.”

“Surprise?”

“Yeah…”

Another silence. The only thing that made the two shift a bit was their erections, especially Papa as it was throbbing to be free from the tight prison of his red pants. He gulped as he looked at Brainy after looking at his crotch, the king understanding as he gave a soft nod.

The bearded smurf sighed as he reached his hand down and lowered the hem of pants to let his penis spring out. The cold air made him shiver as he let out a strained whine.

“Heh, it looks angry.” Brainy chuckled.

Indeed, Papa’s dick was extremely flushed, his tip managed to be pink as the shaft was a shade of lavender. All the blood that rushed there was working hard, the cock twitching as it enjoyed the stares from Brainy. Compared to the king’s dick, it was thicker, Papa grunted as he shifted closer to allow the two pricks to graze against each other. Soft moans escaping the two smurfs’ lips. The older smurf’s shaft trembled as pre-cum began to bubble out the tip.

“Fuck Papa, you have no restraint…” Brainy cooed.

“Language…”

“Sorry…”

Papa groaned as he pressed closer, Brainy’s legs instantly wrapped around his waist, accidentally trapped his tail between his ankles which made him yelp and pull away.

“Ow!”

“Oh!” Brainy tensed up, reaching his hands out to lightly touch Papa’s chest.

Since Papa had his hands behind him already to softly massaged his hurt tail.

“I’m sorry! I forgot you have a tail!”

“How?!”

“It’s not big and noticeable like mine!”

“Just because it’s small doesn’t mean it’s not there?!”

Brainy pouted, looking away as this happened yesterday as well. He doesn’t mean to hurt Papa, he was just trying to show he wanted more, though he really was stalling the action with his foolish move. But he squeaked when the older smurf tackled him down onto the mattress, his breath still as Papa bit hard against his shoulder.

“Ow! Ow!” Brainy winced as he had a hand tapped Papa’s back to get him off.

“I said I was sorry, Papa!”

That made the older smurf unlatched his jaw to let the flesh go, the skin wrinkled and curved deep enough to trickle a little blood. Brainy whimpered, a bit upset he was bleeding now, since he doesn’t have any medicine on stand by to make sure it doesn’t get infected.

“Aw… C’mon…” Brainy mumbled under his breath.

“Sorry.” Papa stared.

He was trying to break skin, he was just trying to give a quick punishment in a playful way. He hummed as he soon had his thumb swipe over the sensitive wound.

“Ah!” The king yelped.

Papa smiled as he pushed his thumb down, making Brainy squirmed from the uncomfortable sensation.

“Am I doing too much?” Papa asked, making sure he wasn’t pushing a boundary at this point.

“No… No, keep going…” Brainy winces.

The bearded smurf nodded, his nail pushed against the bitemark, making Brainy whimpered from the growing pain.

“You’re doing great… love.” Papa whispered.

“Fuuuck…”

“Language.”

“Smurfness, Papa, just… just continue…”

Papa nodded as he thought the same thing, playing with the wound was a little fun but it probably wasn’t a good idea to open it more. He pressed a soft kiss on it, to emphasize the end of the little game they were testing.

“You’re so cute.” The older smurf couldn’t help but say.

Brainy’s face will never cool down from the redness because of Papa’s softness. He wanted to look away until he felt chapped lips against his chest, he wiggled under the old smurf’s hold as he was slowly breathing heavily.

“I’m not…”

“Shhh… Let Papa take care of you…” The old smurf cooed.

“Pa… papa…”

Brainy really was sensitive in this area, using that title for a smurf that bore the same face as the previous ruler. The reason why he didn’t want to say it in regular conversation, his eyes blurred as tears pooled lids. Soft kisses trailed down the younger smurf’s stomach, the heat raising in the very stomach as his dick wanted the same attention.

It was a bit much for him. After all, yesterday the two only rubbed penises together to get off. This was more than needed.

“Papa, please…”

He made that plea the moment the bearded smurf kissed the tip of his shaft, making him cry out. He was so sensitive now, pre-cum now leaking uncontrollably as Papa simply breathed on his throbbing sex.

“Oh… My poor little smurf…”

“Oh smurf… Papa don’t…”

“Don’t what?” Papa froze, immediately afraid that he almost broke one of Brainy’s unspoken boundaries.

“… Just don’t tease me.” The king decided to say in a small voice.

Brainy wanted to tell Papa he didn’t want to be referred to as a ‘little smurf’ but it had been so long since he heard that phrase with that voice that he just… needed it.

“Alright, I’ll get straight to the point then.”

Papa soon licked that moist shaft, cleaning up the clear fluids before lowering his mouth down that flushed tool. All Brainy could do was gasped and mewled as he held back moans, not wanting any of his staff to hear him.

It was morning, every smurf in the castle would be moving around, keeping an eye on every corner. He didn’t need one of his knights barging in thinking he was getting attacked when really he was getting head from Papa.

Brainy couldn’t help but have his hands on top of Papa’s head wanting his older lover to stay down as he sloppily thrusted up into Papa’s mouth and down his throat. Which caused the bearded smurf to gag at first, well more than a few times, before those callused fingers went to grip those soft thighs. He steadied him, despite the raw, sharp pain down his soft palate, his uvula felt tugged and it was so uncomfortable.

Papa gradually inhaled, expanding his gag reflex back so the dick inside his mouth doesn’t make him exit bile accidentally. Only then, it felt relaxing to him, a soft moan escaping him as each thrust was tickling him rather than choking him, for the meantime.

Papa was on the safe side on this blowjob, occasionally bopping his head when Brainy’s hips still as he was too overwhelmed to continue. His tongue cautiously swirled around that smooth shaft, lightly sucking the pretty tip. He absorbed all the muffled moan as he grazed his teeth along the foreskin, making Brainy’s breath hitch from the mixture of anxiety and arousal from the whole thing.

His jaw felt tired as he kept the motion, his gag reflex accidentally moving back and making him still from the shock of hitting it. His stomach churned but he inhaled sharply again before getting more sloppy, saliva and pre-cum dripping down his chin and into his beard. He was hoping Brainy didn’t mind the slightly gross sight as he was pushing the other smurf’s limits.

Though Brainy was lost in the sensation to mind, his mouth agape as he was breathing loudly and struggling to not yell out in pleasure. His prick never was this stimulated before, his most sexual interaction was frotting and handjobs. His eyes locked onto the older smurf’s gaze, he bit his lower lip as the wrinkles crinkled up against Papa’s eyes, making him look so jolly gobbling his cock up.

“Papa… papa…” He muttered like a prayer, whimpering and shaking as his nerves felt challenged.

“Mhmpfh…” Was all Papa could say as he held his head still when the erratic thrusts appeared.

“Cumming… Cumming… Cumming!” Brainy gradually got louder.

His hands now pushing Brainy’s hips all the way down to the plush mattress, Papa buried his nose into the blue fur there, mimicking the purpose of pubes. The musty scent hit him instantly, he couldn’t believe he didn’t smelt it until now, which just made him moan around the cock. Making Brainy scream, his back arched as his orgasm finally hit.

Papa’s eyes widened as the thick ropes flooded his esophagus, making him pull away instantly as he coughed violently. His tastebuds were insulted with salt and rotten eggs, making him know King Smurf had the worst diet. He started to sniffle as he could feel some of the cum in the back of his throat was threatening to go up to his nasal. Which made him cough more to redirect it back down. Brainy was panting hard, whimpering and trembling as his dick twitched as it was calming down, softening from the intense moment.

“Oh my…” The king whispered.

He gulped, his eyes landing on Papa as he was still coughing, leaning to the side as he patted his chest.

“Are you okay?” Brainy now asked, concern arose as he realized how long the older smurf was coughing.

“Never better…” Papa hoarsely replied.

“Oh Papa…” Brainy sighed with warmth, sitting up slowly.

The king trailed his eyes down to the older smurf’s crotch, wanting to ask if he could return the favor. But he soon giggled, watching the other smurf’s cock seeping actual cum.

“Did you cum?” Brainy snickered.

“No…” Papa huffed, “Close to though…”

“But there’s a little…” Brainy pointed.

The index finger near Papa’s dick made him whimper, he didn’t care he acted like a feral with his next move, he needed relief. He grabbed Brainy’s wrist and soon hump the hand.

“Smurfness… I’m close!” He hissed.

Brainy was a little stun, the white fluids struggling to drip out. Making the king cooed in pity as he slowly has his hand wrapped around the struggling tool.

“Calm down Papa, I’m here…”

“Smurfness…” Papa politely cursed.

It made the smart smurf giggled, not once had the older smurf swore from all this, which was impressive. His free hand soon joined the party, brushing down to Papa’s balls.

They were heavy, practically dragging. Brainy never mentioned it when he first saw it, pretending the sight of family jewels wasn’t enticing. But he groaned and leaned his chin against Papa’s shoulder as they sort of sat in front of each other.

“Fat balls…” Brainy mumbled.

Now that made Papa chuckled through his struggling moans. It was true, he had some impressive testicles. But he was more focused on Brainy the entire time, avoiding his own genitalia to have the younger smurf cum. He gasped as Brainy swiped a thumb over his tip, lightly rubbing the opening, the glans soon massaged softly.

“Smurf… Brainy… I’m going to…”

He couldn’t when finished his sentence, his penis finally able to release the semen trapped in his track. He groans, slowly hugging Brainy as a thank you. The two panted, letting the moment wash over them, to enjoy the soft bliss of their eagerness.

“… Old pervert.” Brainy chuckled.

“What?!” Papa exclaimed, caught off guard by the statement.

Brainy smirked up at the other smurf, no malice or disgust in sight. Papa Smurf hesitated but smiled back, revealing that the king was just teasing him, making light of the unusual dynamic between them.

“Oh, you cheeky thing.” Papa whispered.

He leaned in and kissed Brainy, which the smart smurf gladly accepted, their lips separating as soon it started.

“But really… You are an old perv.”

Notes:

I don’t even know anymore.