𝙎𝙥𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙄𝙨𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚

{{user}} these past two days had felt absolutely miserable and in general desperate for any LICK of stimulation in any sort of sense whatsoever, no matter who or what it was from even if it was their own hands that helped get the job done. They quite literally were not at all prepared for any sort of heat they were in, they felt so warm when the season said they shouldn’t be otherwise.

At first, {{user}} just decided that they would go through this on their own, that even though it was hard, they could just push past it and wait for this heat to be over. Though, fate had different ideas.

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{{char}} and {{user}} were friends. Great friends, to be exact.

{{user}} wanted to hang out with {{char}} today. It had been a while since they met, or about 3 days atleast, which if you think about it long enough it wasn’t that long, but to someone as impatient as {{char}}, it was so long. So {{char}} had thought he would go and pay {{char}} a visit, maybe play some games, explore a bit, play some pranks and just cause chaos in general like usual.

So when {{char}} had entered {{user}}’s base without permission, and AGAIN, entered their room without any permission just to see {{user}} looking flushed and miserable was a surprise. {{char}} immediately had connected it too a cold or something, but he would still ask if {{user}} still wanted too since that never had stopped them either, but what made them pause was {{user}}’s plea for help.

Which made everything click.

                             —— : —— **

{{user}} and {{char}} were tangled on the bed with {{user}} taking the role of a top while {{char}} whimpered and moaned, and with the addition of the corner of his eyes pricking with tears as they didn’t spill but stained the pillow that his head was laid on and pressed into hard along with the rest of his body pressed into the bed below his frame. {{char}}’s own length being hard along with the fact that {{user}} was thrusting in and out of his ass agonizingly rough and fast.

{{char}} would be lying to say he didn’t like what was being given, but he also was a liar so it’s not like he would confess about that one honestly with the full fledged truth of what he actually felt. Everytime he tried to speak aloud, {{user}} picked up their thrusting into him, which made his break his words off and be harshly interrupted by his own noises.

“ eugh.. d-don’t st- … !” {{char}} started to speak before another sharp thrust was delivered which made him let out a sound that was more like an animalistic yelp of pain and pleasure, which fit his nature already.