Last Chapter guys! I got so many reviews (for me anyway) from last chapter that I buckled down and finished this for you guys today! I wan't going to upload it until thursday or friday but YOU GUYS MOTIVATE ME!

ANYWHORE, I really hope you like it, I've never done smut before so... yeah please tell me what you think.

Oncie wanted nothing more than to scream at the top of his lungs. He was having, without a doubt, the worst month ever. First he basically gets lost trying to find a place that will have something to use to make Thneeds. Second he gets visited by the most obnoxious creature on the planet just for cutting down one little tree. Third he almost gets thrown down a WATERFALL thanks to that so called speaker of the trees. Fourth after going through all that to make a Thneed, NOBODY would buy it! They threw tomatoes at him! TOMATOES! He didn't even LIKE tomatoes! But overall the worst was "the bed thing". He refused to go into details, even in his mind. Of course he still had those dreams but he figured since he couldn't control dreams it didn't count right?

He huffed as he slowly made his way back to his 'home' in the Truffula valley. Marvin was walking along side him, obviously annoyed with having to take this trip everyday for nothing.

Great. Even the mule realized he was a failure.

Oncie and Marvin finally reached the tent and saw the Lorax waving his arms around by the river. Curious, Oncie walked over to see that the bean was actually conducting. Conducting the Humming Fish in fact.

The man tapped the Lorax on the shoulder annoyed, "uh, yeah, hi. Um what exactly are you doing?"

The Lorax looked at him like he was crazy, "I doing what we bet on beanpole."

Oncie froze, he just got home... Did he make a bet this morning? "And, uh, what exactly did I tell you to do? I can't seem to remember."

"You bet me that I couldn't teach the Humming Fish a better song than your Thneed one."

Yeah, Oncie is almost positive that didn't happen. But he just responded with, "riiiight, okay then, could you maybe go DOWN stream so I can't HEAR you?"

"Yeeah, Yeeah kid see you tomorrow we got a song to rehearse!" the Lorax ushered the fish down the stream and turned back, "by the way kid, I like this outfit better! Green really isn't your color!"

Oncie put his hands on his hips and muttered to himself, "Wha? What is wrong with him? And how is green not my color? ALL COLORS are my color!" he started to walk inside the tent, "I'm amazing! And in turn every color looks just as amazing as me when it's ON me! I could wear a paper BAG and still be undeniably sexy!" he reasoned with himself.

"What if we weren't wearing ANYTHING?" a voice asked. HIS voice. Oncie was almost too terrified to look.

Yet when he did, there he was, the Once-ler. He was on his bed. He was also completely naked. Oncie's hands flew to his face as blood came spurting out of his nose. His entire face flushed a deep crimson color as he quickly turned around and ran to the bathroom.

The nose bleed stopped almost as quickly as it started, but Oncie took his time washing his face trying to make himself wake up. Dreams like these weren't good. They made him WANT the other him to come back, they made him WANT the other to do unthinkable things to him. His face heated up again at the realization. He did actually want the Once-ler, and here he was.

He slowly walked out of the bathroom, his shoes made small clicking sounds as he walked out. He tried to look again at his other self cautiously so he could go without another nose bleed.

"Don't worry I'm covered this time. Wouldn't want the princess to get all bloody." the Once-ler spoke from the bed where he indeed covered himself up. Barely.

Oncie frowned and mumbled something while looking at the floor.

"What was that?"

"immnutapinces"

"One more time darling?"

Oncie's face exploded with red at the comment and yelled "I'M NOT A PRINCESS DAMNIT!"

The Once-ler smirked, completely turned on by his other half's outburst. "Well then," he purred crawling on all fours to the end of the bed where Oncie was standing. "Prove it." he grabbed the other's collar and yanked him on the bed. Oncie let out a surprised yelp as he went down. He mouth attacked by the other immediately afterwards.

Once-ler panted, he needed this NOW. He began to grind on the boy's clothed crotch gaining a throaty moan. The rich man uses this as an access into his lover's mouth.

Oncie pulled back slightly and the Once-ler huffed at him, "Do I need to tie you up THIS time too?" Oncie looked scared for a second before shaking his head and instead asked, "Why?"

The Once-ler froze. It wasn't even a question how the kid said it. Why? He knew exactly what Oncie was talking about. He rubbed his crotch back down on the boy and began to unbutton his shirt when he finally replied. "Because," he finished unbuttoning his shirt and he tossed it and the vest off to the side. "Your mine." he breathed the last part in Oncie's ear, making him shiver.

He prayed that this wasn't just another dream.

Before he could even think of anything else, the Once-ler attached himself to the younger's plump, pink lips and began sucking and biting the lower lip. Not even a second later the pants were finally removed, and all the while their lips never came apart. The grinding became more frantic as soon as flesh met flesh. Once-ler was clutching at Oncie's hip, leaving finger shaped bruises, kissing the breath out of the younger man. Oncie's mewls were being swallowed by Once-ler, his own deep moans coming from the back of his throat.

He didn't waste any time shoving between the other's legs, bending over him while laying on the bed. Oncie stared at him, his dick lying hard against his stomach, red mouth open and shining wet. Leaning down Once-ler captured that tempting mouth in a deep kiss, dropping his hips to rub their cocks together. Oncie moaned into his mouth, fingers digging into the sheets at his sides.

"I'm gonna fuck you," the older man said honestly, drawing away from Oncie to pull a tube of lube out of his pants pocket. The same he used last time he noticed. "You need to know that you belong to ME."

" I'm not a princess."

Once-ler smirked at the random outburst. He was still on that? He flipped the boy over while chuckling slightly. Grabbing the lube, he spread it over his aching cock and fingers, shoving his knee into the small of Oncie's back and capturing both of his thin wrists holding them there, while the other boy wriggled beneath him. Fingers slicked with lube, he stabbed them between smooth ass, relishing the cut cry as Oncie's entire body stiffened, and forced them into the tight entrance. "You're right. You're not a princess," he smirked, scissoring too fast, too hard as Oncie writhed and panted into the bed, terrified and yet somewhat excited as to what was to come. A couple fingers later the Once-ler nudged the head of his cock up against Oncie's entrance. Relishing the control he had over the other, he leaned down next to Oncie's ear and said, "You're my bitch."

He thrust violently, a sadistic grin spread across his face when he forced a shout from the innocent man beneath him. Sweat slicked Oncie's back, his legs trembling as the Once-ler drove his cock ever deeper into his body.

As the pain was replaced with pleasure, Oncie pushed back just as violently against Once-ler, the longings he had coming out.

Releasing Oncie's hands, the Once-ler drew out, his hips aching with the force of his movements. Underneath him Oncie bucked, giving as much as he could muster, pleasure fogging his mind. Pressing his freed palms into the cushion of the bed, Oncie was pushing back against him at a savage pace, each thrust accompanied by a high pitched moan.

Oh how the Once-ler had missed that sound. His hands began bruising the slender hips as he slammed into them over and over. He forced out a low growl "This means you're mine."

Tilting his hips slightly, Once-ler hit the younger man where he knew the boy would scream. Just like last time. Frantically Oncie stuffed his fist against his mouth, his voice a muffled whine against white knuckles.

The Once-ler frowned "No, I want to hear you scream." He got what he wanted when Oncie screamed as the Once-ler ripped his head back, angling his thrusts to hit him even deeper.

"Once-ler," he moaned, shaking wildly as he felt his orgasm rush at him. When Once-ler's fingers closed over his cock, Oncie exploded against his bed spread, his voice dissolved into silence as he nearly passed out.

Once-ler was still crashing into him, fucking Oncie senseless. His breath was thinning, heart pounding as the hot, wet tightness centered on his dick. He let out one last strangled breath before he shot everything he had into the boy below him.

Oncie's body jerked when he felt the other release inside of him. Once-ler collapsed in a heap on top of Oncie, face flushed but completely satisfied with his journey's outcome.

Oncie shivered his dreams would no doubt be 10 times worse now.

Then all of the sudden it hit him. Why the Loarx talked about a bet they never made. Saying he looked better in his normal outfit (he still couldn't believe that). It wasn't Oncie he was talking to, it's was the Once-ler. He had planned everything. Distracting the Lorax so he couldn't hear the noises he was certain they were going to make and walk in on them. That clever little bastard!

Suddenly he heard a soft snore. He looked down to see the high and all mighty Once-ler passed out and DROOLING on Oncie's stomach. Oncie smirked and brushed the hair that was stuck to sweaty forehead off to the side.

"Who's the bitch now?"

So? What did ya'll think? Let me know!

Also, I think a am going to do Oncest One-shots! maybe other pairings too (or just the Once-ler) If you have an idea you can leave a couple on the reviews for this story since
I want to write out a couple first before posting them.