Blood orange 🍊 [fugonara]

For the last time💜(1)

A/N:My friend gave me this idea. but anyway i hope you liked this atrocious story. 😸
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Currently in a fight with a stand user, though they've at least tried to retire, but money in this current economy was... tight.
im not going into details but this specific stand user had some kinky ass idea for a "defeat" im guessing their stand awakening was also their sexual awakening. Anyway- this stand which this dumbass, bumass user never actually named their stand for some reason, so ill name it momo. because its ugly as fuck.
It was as fat as a child molester and as ugly as a deformed rock eroded by magma.
looked like its user.
One hit from that stand could basically kill Narancia, if he wasnt gay then a lot more. Of death i mean.
And that hit he took.  Narancia felt a burning sensation on his lower abdomen, like something was carving its way to his intestines. Narancia groaned loudly and fell to his knees in absolute agony, as the letters "100" slowly burned into his skin. Leaving an amber color.
"The fuck?" Narancia  yelled and groggily stood up, but a heavy fog covered Naranciaa surroundings as he coughed aggressively. And kneeled down as a light piece of paper landed on his head. It distracted him from the pain. Narancia carefully picked it up and opened it as slowly as he could. He wanted to make sure there wasn't any detonators in there. The note read. "This carving stands for every filling you have. And every filling you have to fulfill. A hundred in under 24 hours. If you will not the carving will burn into your flesh and carve a hole deep into Your intestine "

Basically meaning he will die.
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Narancia rushed to home and instantly threw the note down on the table and gripped his stomach violently. As if he was trying to claw the carvings off with his fingernails.
Fugo scanned over the note. While his fingers grazed over the thin sheet of paper line by line. "What does filling specifically mean?" Fugo asked and fixed his position in the chair he was sitting in.
"Cum. I guess, why else would they put it on my stomach." Narancia whimpered and slammed his head into the table, bruising it slightly.
"Oh." Fugo began "that's... neat?"
Narancia could tell he was shocked and barley enthusiastic. "Maybe you could get Mista to do it. I'll last longer," Fugo suggested. "What? Hell no! Could you do it?"
"What if I just filled you up with whipped cream would that count?" Fugo asked completely ignoring Narancias cries for help. "Dude I'll die!"
"Never said that on there." Fugo nonchalantly replied while read over the note again.

"Please! You gotta help me Fugo!" Narancia moaned. Through Fugos heavy thinking he ignored Narancias pleas and walked away.
Narancia immediately ran after Fugo and tightly grabbed his arm. "Fugo you gotta help me!" Narancia yelled while he pinned him against the wall. "We're wasting time I need you to help me right now." Said Narancia.

Fugo stared at him. The light In his eyes no longer glimmered. He had to be serious. Fucking stand users.

"Fine." Fugo said and shrugged Narancia off him. He went in their room and took out something from their cabinet. A box of chocolates.
He opened the rectangle shaped box and took out a neat peice of chocolate.

"What's that?" Narancia asked. "A chocolate."
"Yeah but what for?" Fugo snapped the piece of Chocolate into two and fed one to Narancia, and then other to himself.

"Why are you feeding me chocolate?" Narancia asked.
"It's to increase our sex drive." He replied.
"What? Why would I need to take a crap ass sweet to increase my sex drive? I'm a grown ass man! I don't need this shit!"
Fugo rolled his eyes "well you just took one. So yes you do."
He gestured Narancia towards the bed and quickly took off his shirt.
Fugo was planning to complete all the sexual fantasies they've ever fantasized about in their lives. Probably something either hella sexy or just downright abominable.

"Is it kicking in?" Fugo asked. He already felt himself getting hard at just the sight of the fact that Narancias life literally depended on him getting fucked.

"I-" he started.
"I don't fucking know" Narancia whimpered.
"That's okay." Fugo said and unbuckled his belt. Slowly letting go of it as it collapsed onto the hardwood floors.
"You ready? " Fugo asked
Narancia nodded. Fugo pulled off Narancias pants and prepped him. By fingering. Fugo inserted two fingers into the hole of Narancias. Narancia let out a slight grunt while he at least tried to jerk himself off. It made him feel a little better.

Fugo then applied some lube and rubbed it around his dick. He roughly inserted it into Narancia asshole- the warm sensation around his penis made him shiver as he groggily started moving around in there.
"Does that feel alright Narancia?" Fugo asked with his voice trembling. Narancia nodded, still touching himself trying to make himself feel a little bit good. 

Fugo fixed his position as He picked up the pace, moving his hips in and out and the loud faps from their bodies hardly colliding filled their ears.

Fugo lifted up both of Narancias legs while he moved in and out even faster, bucking his hips in a fast motion that bulged in his partners stomach.

"Ah-" Narancia moaned. Tears poured down from his eyes- and, did you know that you can make a guy squirt from stimulating their prostate? Don't ask me how I know that. I've just done my research.

"Fuck..." Fugo whispered into narancias Ear as he continued fucking him.
Narancia felt a weird tingly, pulsating sensation in his stomach while Fugo was trying to speed up the process. His hips moved in and out in such a quick fashion that made a camera unable to pick it up.

His thrust were going so fast that- okay I don't have anything else to say. But anyway- finally Narancia climaxed. "Ah-" he moaned as his cum shot all the way into his chest.  And for Fugo- he lowly grunted and shook as he came into Narancia. His cum mixing in with his prostate. Fugo instantly pulled out- ogling at Narancias gaping asshole leaking cum.

Finally the mark on Narancias stomach Dissolved into his skin as it created a new mark. 99

A/N:sorry if it sucks I haven't written a smut scene in a hot minute. I hope I get better lol.