(they're crawling in a vent trying to get somewhere)
Bads POV~
"Skeppy can you go any faster? You're literally going as fast as a snail right now." I say with slight annoyance. "Calm your tits. I can take my time if I want." He responds. "Language. You're being inappropriate."
"Says the one who's been staring at my ass for the past fifteen minutes." He speeds up slightly. "It's not my fault you're in front of me and your butt is in my face!" Skeppy scoffs in response to that and just keeps going. We're trying to get out of these vent systems, skeppy caused the floor to collapse and us to fall down here. We were exploring an abandoned hospital.
"There's two ways we can go, this way is a bit narrow but I think I can fit if I squeeze." He says, most likely talking to himself rather than me. "I know you're not going to fit skeppy." I respond. "And whys that?" He says as he starts to squeeze himself through. "Because of what you've got going on back here-" I'm cut off by a loud metal sound.
"Uh." Skeppy says, sounding worried. He's stopped entirely. "I'm kind of stuck haha.." He says nervously. "Oh my goodness you're so dumb.." I grab his waist and attempt to pull him back out, he's really wedged in there though and I can't get him out.
"Yeah you're stuck."
"Just teleport me out!" He responds, annoyed. "I would but, with the way you've been acting I don't know if I want to." I tease. "Come on, please??" He's wiggling his backside around and I have to admit, it's kind of arousing. "So you're going to beg for it now?"
"I'll let you fuck me right here if you promise to get me out after." He says, somewhat defeated sounding. "Hm, beg for it. Embarrass yourself begging." I respond with a smirk. "What do you mean embarrass myself???" He questions. "Tell me how you want to be dominated like a good boy."
"Ugh.. Fine. Please fuck me senseless, dominate me like the good boy I am.." I can tell he's definitely embarrassed from saying that. "Good. Now, get comfortable." He spreads his legs as wide as he can with the circumstances.
"I don't have lube, and I am definitely not sucking my own fingers so you're getting it raw."
"You're still prepping me though right?" He asks with slight nervousness in his tone. "Well obviously, I'm not going to do that to you. At least not when we're stuck in a vent system.." I mutter the last sentence somewhat quieter than the rest, half hoping skeppy wouldn't hear. "What?" He asks, confused.
"Hm?" I respond, pretending to be clueless. "So you'd want to fuck me raw, without prep if we weren't stuck here??" He says with confusion again. "Well only if you want that." I say while pulling his sweats down. "That'd hurt.. Real bad.. Wouldn't it?" He asks. I pull his sweats down all the way before responding, "well duh, you'd be crying so loud."
"Would not!" He responds stubbornly. "Yes, you would. Considering how much you cry when we're just doing it regularly you would cry so much more." I pull his boxers down too. "Prove it then." He says. "Oh no, not here." I get his boxers off. "Whyyy???" He whines.
"Because, even though this place is abandoned you'll be so loud that people across the street would hear you, and I couldn't give you the proper aftercare since we drove here and I'm not leaving the car here just to teleport us home. Plus, it'd be hotter if I was able to see your face while doing it."
He groans in annoyance and accepts it. "You're no fun.." He mumbles. "No fun? That car ride home would be no fun for you." I push a finger inside of him. "GhH-" he yelps. "I'll suck you off in the car on the way home if you do it.. I won't complain and I won't be a brat for the rest of the week." He asks. I slide a second finger in, "that's it. When we get home you're getting a round two, in front of the mirror. With your least favorite 'outfit' on." I grumble in annoyance.
I start prepping him to the best of my abilities, he's groaning just loud enough for me to be able to hear him. "F-fine.." He responds, his voice sounding to be on the verge of tears. "You're already about to cry?" I ask. "Mhm.."
"Proved my point for me." I say as I pull my fingers out. I unzip my pants and pull my boxers down enough for my manhood to spring out. (I'm using that word when it's bads POV now hehe) I put the tip at his entrance and slowly begin to grind against him, he's groaning in major annoyance.
"Come on.. Just fuck me.." He says, audibly annoyed. "Hm. I don't know if I even wanna rail you right now~" I respond with sarcasm. "Cmon.. Please..?" He whines. "You're going to have to beg better than that." I keep grinding.
"Please.. Please.. Please.. Just fuck me.. Make my ass hurt.."
I push inside of him all the way immediately after he finishes his sentence, causing him to scream. "AgHhH-!"
"I h-hate it when you d-do tha-agGFhhhH-" I cut him off by beginning to slam into him, my pace steadily quick.
"You al-always mmhh..do th-thaGGhhh..! That..!" He cries out. His back arching to the best of its ability. I hear slight clawing sounds from the other side as we're rocking back and forth, he's clearly trying to hold onto something but failing miserably.
"Oh- hahhh~ Mmh.. NnggGhh..~"
"UmmPhhh- h-harder..!!" He yelps, definitely crying. I do as he tells me, going rougher and faster. He's moaning even louder now, and even more. I feel myself getting close, but I don't want to release inside of him since we still have to get out of here.
I pull out, and pull his pants and boxers back on. I then jerk myself for a minute until I cum onto the side of the vent. I snap my fingers and skeppys unstuck. I pull my pants and boxers back up, "now let's see about getting out of here. I don't have enough energy to teleport us back to the car so.."
"So I have to continuously crawl in this vent system with legs that are trying to give out below me every few seconds?" He responds bitterly. "Do you have enough energy to go into your diamond form?" I ask. "I mean now I do.. I didn't like 30 seconds ago."
"Okay get into full diamond form. I'm putting you in my shirt pocket."
He does just that and I put him in there. "Can we do what you said earlier when we get homeeee??" He whines from my pocket. "Maybe, after your aftercare."
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writing the second part to this in a minute :3
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