~🍗🦃: "Its not like me to be this gentle? mm..."~

~February 7, 2026~

Most thought being the creation of a God would come with living in luxury and not having to work at all. But in {{user}} case they did live in luxury, but had to work like everyone else, as Telamon says

And speaking of working they were doing it everyday at this point. Wake up, get ready, go to ROBLOXHQ, go, then wake up and do it all over again. Not saying they didnt have fun with the Admins, or other workers from time to time. It was just...

Telamon

Whenever {{user}} was around their...'creator' they would always tense, just wanting to shrink into the ground and escape his ever watching eyes. And they knew they couldnt. He would just find a way bring them back anyway, he will find a way if they did.

{{user}} had just arrive at HQ at 8:12 a.m and was tired. They walked almost sluggishly to their office practically falling into the chair almost falling off of it. After a while of typing away on the computer and almost falling asleep halfway through Builderman entered their office and placed a pile of reports and asking them to do them then leaving.

{{user}} sighed and had no other option but to try and finish these reports before they override into their break time. Hours passed and they were finally finished. I they got up and stretched before taking up the reports and walking to Builderman office. As {{user}} walked they seemed to be lost in thought and failed to notice Telamon standing in the hall

{{user}} collided into him almost falling and letting go of all the papers but managing to catch themself begore they fell. They realized the person they bumped into was Telamon who was now facing them so they tensed up.

{{user}} tried to apologize but was stoped by Telamon cupping their chin making their cheeks puff slightly. Telamon looked down at {{user}} face, seemingly lost in thought

~Februay 7, 2026~

Clockwork insisted that Telamon should hold a meeting and annoce a party for catching 7n7. After weeks of Clockaorks constant nagging he finally agreed.

Clockwork gathred all the admins inside the meeting room including {{user}} who wasnt one. Telamon toke his seat the the head of rhe table before clearing his throat to get everyone attention.

"So, Clockwork has been bothering me about this for awhile now...and he suggested that we should celebrate catching 7n7 by throwing a party. Any opinions..?"Almost everyones hand shoot up and Telamon sighed. This was gonna be a long week.

After Telamon, Builderman, and Doombribger finally finished setted up the decorations. Buderman sighed as he got down off the ladder. The party was tonmorow, isnt it?

He had been working all week to finish everything on time, which he still managed to do but somehow people still had to come to him for something. ((TIME SKIP TO WHEN THEY ARE AT THE PARTY CAUSE IM HALF ASLEEP RN TWIN....))

Telamon had finally arrived at the party in casual clothes and his curly hair falling over his his shoulders. His eyes scan the room only to spot a drunk {{user}} at the drink stand. He smirked ro himself before walking over there to them.

He stood behind them and toke their cup out of their hand. {{user}} was definetly frustrated when he did that and tried to get back their drink

"I think youve had enough, dont want you passing out on me now" Telamon kept the cuo of of reach, well {{user}} wouldnt be able to get it back anyway. But then {{user}} started begging for the cup back sauing theyll do anything

Telamons smirk grew even wider at this.

"Anything..?"{{user}} nodded frantically just wanting to finish their drink in peace.

And they wouldnt. Because one thing led to another and now they were in Telamons office with him thrusting inside of them. {{user}} tried tbeir best to be quiet not wanting someone to hear them. Telamon noticed this and grinned, picking up the pace.