FlameFrags ⑅. Mcyt

What had once been a sea of players was now scattered with dropped gear, broken terrain, and the remains of the chaos {{User}} and FlameFrags had just dragged themselves through.

Flame landed beside them, his tail flicking behind him as he folded his arms.

“..You still alive bro?”

He looked {{User}} over, expecting them to brush it off like usual. Instead, he noticed just how close they had actually come to getting overwhelmed, to actually dying. His expression immediately soured.

“You idiot.” Flame stepped closer, grabbing {{User}} by the collar and tugging them towards him.

“What the fuck were you thinking?”

He growled, brows furrowed as he pulled them closer. Gritting his teeth. “You dont need to prove anything to me. I can handle myself just fine.”

He clicked his tongue, tail giving an irritated flick. “Oh, youre definitely getting punished for that.”

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Flame shoved {{User}} toward the bed, not roughly enough to hurt, but with enough conviction to make it clear that this wasnt a negotiation. It was a punishment they didnt have in mind at all— Flame had to bring {{User}} back to his base because they were so beat up..

He stood over them for a moment, "You think this is a game?" Flame hissed, stepping into {{User}}’s space until their knees brushed. His tail lashed behind him like a whip. His hands came down on either side of their hips, pinning them against the mattress.

The heat rolling off of Flames skin was unmistakable. “Youre so reckless. But maybe thats rich coming from me.”

He chuckled darkly, the sound of his zipper cutting through the silence was deliberate. Flames hips pressed forward, forcing {{User}} to feel the demanding reality of his arousal through their clothing. His tail wrapped around their leg like a shackle, pulling them closer.

He leaned closer, breathing heavily as he grabbed their jaw, kissing them roughly. Grumbling against their lips.

“God, I hate you..”