TW: Heavy Nsfw
SN: Ob -> Observer
SN: HAB -> HABIT
"Get the fuck away from me, four eyed freak." HABIT snarled, swinging his knife around. He was almost unhappy that both Vinny and Noah were no where to be found, and he was left alone with the bastard named Observer. He despised every inch of him. But what could he do. Nothing. He was forcibly stuck in his shitty boardwalk area, thanks to Firebrand. He huffed.
A loud laugh erupted from Observer's lips, pushing his glasses further up his nose. He trailed around HABIT. "Go ahead. Stab me. It won't do much- hahaha!" He retorted.
HABIT narrowed his eyes. "I'll do more than fucking stab you. " Observer perked up, his tongue rubbing over his bottom lip. "What might that be, big boy?"
HABIT grabbed the collar of his shirt, a low growl leaving him. "I'll claim you as mine." His nose scrunched up, eyes gleaming. He pushed him a few times, grumbling. Observer staggered back. "You know you want me~" he proceeded to laugh, soon slipping on a rock and falling back. His legs spread voluntarily as he looked up at HABIT. "All spread out.." he stuck out his tongue.
HABIT shifted his hand over his— well, Evans— crotch, feeling the slight bump form. He towered over the dark skinned man, licking his lips at his counterparts body. Knife in hand he staggered down, coming between his legs. He put the knife to his throat, leaning close to his face. He felt observers got breath meet his lips, driving him mad. He tossed his hat off and sat back, yanking his thin, pretty body into his laps. His hands snakes around his waist, the other putting the knife back to his neck. "Such a whore. It's nasty.. my favourite."
Observer let out a throaty mewl, hips rocking up into his in need. Both males were irritated and in some sort of demonic heat. HABIT clawed at his already distressed clothing, pulling it off. In return, Observer pushed off his shirt and moved in to make out with the muscular man, rock solid. He let out loud, throaty moans, tugging at his hair as they kissed, tongues interlocking toughly in hunger.
"I hate you," HABIT whispered between their hot ness of kisses, beginning to pin him down. He pushed off his jacket in the process, pushing Ob's hands above his head. He buried his face into his neck, beginning to suck deep hickeys and biting bleeding marks into him. Observer did nothing but squeal and moan, allowing himself to submit to him. He pulled on his hair. "I-I hate you too, idiot," He stammered, throwing his head to the side and back in immensely deep pleasure.
HABIT kissed down his chest, leaving love bites along his trail down below. He drew his knife again, gliding it along his base. "You want me, whore? Hm? To BREED you?" He hissed, gliding his free hand down to fondle his balls. He lapped his tongue sloppily along his tip, quickly getting bored. Observer panted, nodding. He pushed his glasses back up and pushed HABIT back, going down to undo his jeans. He unhooked his buttons, sliding his belt off after that. He ripped apart his boxers, looking down at the large purple tendril that squirmed free. His eyes crossed briefly before uncrossing as the tendril forced itself inside of his mouth. He thankfully took it, going all the way down until his nose brushed his pubic bone. He moaned.
HABIT lifted his belt, turning it in a different position and smacking it off of Ob's ass, his free hand grabbing his pretty dark locks. "Take it, bitch, TAKE IT." He demanded, knowing just how Observer wanted it. He bucked his hips, choking the smaller (in weight) male with his cock. Observer continued this for several minutes until he leaked amounts of his precum, which was hot, sticky, and white. He yanked his head up, feeling his lips cover with the liquid pouring out. He looked up innocently at him, the contents dripping. His eyes clouded in lust. His own spiky tendril oozing onto the ground.
HAB turned him on his stomach, pulling off their remaining clothes. He snapped his jaw at him, angry and lidded in lust. He crawled over the panting, whining male. He dug his nails into his thighs, yanking them apart and lining up his squirming, dripping tendril. Observer cried within a fit of anticipated moans, overly excited. His thick, spiky black tendril twitched and throbbed in need. He wiggled his backside.
HABIT plunged inside of him, slipping his entire girth inside. His long nails raked the thin and pretty boy beneath him, one hand coming up to pull his long luscious locks. He moaned aloud, making damn well sure bystanders or walkers would hear. Observer whimpered into his hands, pressing back. "FUCK ME ALREADY!" He snapped back at HABIT.
HABIT complied and began thrusting harshly, slow and hard. He spat onto the back of Ob's neck, panting, tongue hanging out.
Observer bucked his skinny hips back against his tendril, his own tendril squirming and dripping. He whined and moaned aloud, submitting under the freedom of heat. He shakes his head as his hair was pulled, tears falling. But he loved it. He loved all of it. He wanted more, hungry for HABIT's cock.
HABIT thrusted harder, picking up his pace. He rammed forward inside of his newfound mate, laughing a little at the sight. "Little obsy's gonna cry? hm? you cute little bitch?" He purred, smacking his wandering hand onto his ass.
Observer whimpered again, looking back with innocent eyes. Kevin's innocent eyes. He nodded and pouted. "H-Harder, HABIT," He continued, and looked back ahead. HABIT moaned aloud himself, leaning over and leaving hickeys all over Observer. He rocked his hips soon more intensely, growling. "You stupid fucking whore, you love being used as my mate, don't you?" He snarled, biting into his neck with his sharp teeth.
Observer leaked more, nearing his high. His body shakes. He gripped at the earth beneath him, nails covering in dirt. He gasped, HABIT pushing his head down as he started to fill him. He didn't expect that. He cried out, overstimulated, cumming with him. Their substance spilled beneath them, a large mess of white sticky cum everywhere on the boardwalk and on them. HABIT leaned over him, biting at his earlobe.
"Maybe I don't hate you as much as I thought, pet." He whispered.
