Forsaken oneshots!!(Requests Closed)

by MSFB

Summary:

I wanna write creative stuff people wanna read! So I'm taking requests!!!

Guidelines are in the first chapter explaining more

I do NOT have all the tags down and most likely will forget to update so please check each chapter

Chapter 1

Please only request on this chapter!!!!!! 🙏
(Makes things easier to manage)

First off:
I'm making this as a way to get better at writing I cannot guarantee the quality of my writing or a good update schedule sorry.

I also haven't written that much smut recently so I am rust.

I would appreciate it if you listed some ideas/ kinks youd wanna see in the fic :D

I want to get creative with my writing so please be as detailed in you're requests as you like I wanna hit as close to home as I can. And I find working with more to be easier than working with little. But it also doesn't need to be descriptive simply putting "size difference" will do.

things I won't do
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- proships

- c00lkidd ships!

- any two time ship that isn't azuretime (for now)

- scat, vore, piss ,vomit

Things I will do
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-dubcon [the relationship does not need to be specified as consentual, I will write everything as consentual unless specified otherwise]

-polyamory

-Angst

-hate sex

-trans hcs [ if not specifyed I will write with my own head cannons]

If anything isn't listed feel free to ask!

 

Preferred ships
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-Chance/Mafioso

-Chance/Guest 1337

-Guest 1330/ 007n7

-Noil/007n7

-Builderman/Shedletsky

-Shedlensky/MrDoomBringer

-Builderman/Shedletsky/MrDoomBringer

-1x1x1x1x/ shedlensky

-Chance/Elliot

-Dusekkar/Taph

-John Doe/ 007n7

Theas are just ones I currently like. I myself am a pronounced Multishipper so ask away. Just go for it honestly.

And unreleased characters are options for requests too.

As of now the requests for the fic are OPEN!!!! ( 4/14)

Please don't forget to look at tags added to chapters when they are posted as there will be specific to that fic tags to look for as I will forget to update on the main page. And if I miss crucial tags please reach out to me so I can properly tag my work.

Queue (8)

(Builderman/Shed)
(Chance/Mafioso)
(Guest 1337/007n7)
(Azure/Two time)
(Chance/Elliot/007n7)
(Dusekkar/Taph)
(MrDoombringer/Builderman/Shed)
(Chance/Dusekkar)

Disclaimer:
I chose the ones that id be able to release quicker. Just because some aren't up doesn't mean I won't do them. I plan to get them all done eventually but theas will be the ones I plan on working on.
Thank you all for the requests and ideas!!

I will be leaving requests open for a little longer and then they'll close.

(This page will update regularly)

Chapter 2: Strange sickness

Summary:

Bottom Builderman/ Shedletsky request from:FREAKYLEAKY

Tags: making out, anal sex, anal fingering, rut, knotting, blowjob, multiple orgasms, breeding.

Disclaimer: I haven't written anything like this before but I tried my best, sorry if it's not all right

Builderman helps Shedletsky with a strange sickness.

After the last round concluded Builderman found himself sat on the couch in the main cabin surrounded by the other survivors everyone unwinding from the tough day.

Builderman sighed rubbing his arm his body beginning to ache as the stress of the day finally got to him.

He relaxed his head back with a tired huff.

The footsteps of people approaching pulled him from his almost nap. As he brought his attention forward.

Guest and Dusekkar had stopped before the couch.

"We haven't come at a bad time have we?" Dusekkar asks resting his staff against his shoulder.

Sitting up "no not at all, what can I do for you?"

"We were wonder if you've seen Shedletsky as of late?"

"I was with him for a short time During the last round and I don't think he's doing all that well." Guest stated.

"No I'm afraid I haven't seen him for a while."

But thinking back the times he did remember seeing the swardsman had been acting strange. His attacks had been slow and his actions clumsy.

"Would you be able to check on him?" Dusekkar asked "I would but you know him a lot better than I do so he might like youre company better."

Builderman sighed and pulled himself up from the couch "yeah, I could."

"Thanks I owe you." Guest said turning around and walking to the kitchen and with a wave goodbye Dusekkar following behind.

Builderman rubbed his eyes and headed for the front door of the cabin, but before he could open it the door swung open. Chance walked in sidestepping Builderman making his way to the kitchen but stopping short as Builderman called out to him.

"Chance, you wouldn't happen to know where Shedletsky is would you?"

He turned around thinking for a moment before snapping his fingers.

"He told me on our way back here that he was headed to his cabin. And that he didn't feel so well. Id check there." Chance said turning on his heel and continuing on his way.

Builderman grabbed the door closing it behind him as he stepped out onto the porch. Cold winds brushed his uncovered face sending a shiver down his body.

He stepped off the porch and onto the dirt path connecting the cabins. It was dark outside the path only visible by the lining lights.

Builderman made his way quickly to the cabin and up the steps stopping at the door. The lights were on inside so he raised his hand and knocked on the dooг.

-nothing-

He tried again but again nothing, he tried the doorhandle and to his surprise it opened.

He quickly walked in escaping the cold as he shut the door behind him.

Kicking his shoes off at the door he walked in.

"Shed?" He called out.

The lack of response made him start to think the other probably was asleep. But the thought was short lived as when he turned a corner now blocked by him.

Shedletsky was standing there surprised as he looked over the shorter male in front of him.

"There you are, I thought you were asleep." Builderman said with a smile.

"You have me and the boys in the lodge worried about you Shed, they say you've been acting weird is everything alright?" Builderman says looking over the individual

He could tell he wasn't doing alright, he was sweating horribly his brown curls sticking to his forehead. His ragid breathing and hazy eyes were proof of that.

It took a moment for the other to gather the right words. Finally settling on the generic.

"I just don't feel all that good."

"That doesn't help is it a cold? A fever?" Builderman continued reaching up and placing a hand on the others forehead.

"No." Was all the other said as he pressed his head against the others hand. In a tired manner.

"It might be good to eat something I'll grab you something from the kitchen." Builderman said pulling his arm away.

But a hand almost immediately shot out and grabbed his wrist.

"Shed?" Was all he said watching him.

"Don't leave... Please." The other pleaded his eyes on the ground.

What was going on with him? Secluding himself from the others but becoming so needy when Builderman showed up. He says hes not sick but his body is hotter than usual and he's sweating profusely.

And then it all came together.

"Shedletsky. Are you in Rut?"

There was no response for a while. But having come to the conclusion that no words could save him from the embarrassment Shedletsky simply nodded his head.

Buiderman remembered how Shedletsky was in a way a hybrid of sorts, having wings no longer didn't change that.

But that wasn't important, Builderman watched Shedletsky for a while his head turned down and his ears pink with embarrassment yet his grip still holding tightly onto his wrist.

However embarrassing it was to admit that he still doesn't want to be alone.

Builderman didn't know a lot about Rutting besides the fact that it could be to his knowledge uncomfortable or even painful, it wasn't ever that important to him. But his lack of knowledge annoyed him now seeing his friend like this.

The other balled his fist releasing his wrist. "I'm sorry."

A thought came to him as he watched the other, step away from him face flushed either from this sickness or his embarrassment.

Builderman smiled taking a step towards the other placing an awkward hand on the his balled fists. Moving to lock eyes with the other again.

"I want to help."

Builderman felt Shedletskys hand relax softly taking Buildermans in his own.

He let out a breath as he led the other by his hand back to the bed. The other allowing himself to be pulled.

Reaching the foot of the bed Builderman pushed the other to sit down on the mattress facing him.

Builderman moved to his front and lowered himself to the floor pushing his knees apart making room for himself.

He reached forward hooking his finger around the waistband of of those blue athletic shorts.He met the others gaze receiving a nod to continue.

he pulled down the others boxers along with his shorts freeing Shedletskys erect dick. The member twitched eagerly as builderman grasped him. Earning a low groan from the one above him.

Builderman slowly pumped the erection beads of precum slicking the sensitive skin. He watched as Shedletskys hips pushed upward into his hand soft sounds from the man infront of him filled the otherwise quiet room.

Builderman glanced up at him before he moved closer placing a light kiss at his tip before he enclosed his lips around the head. He took in more than he felt comfortable with sliding his hand down the rest of the length, beginning to bob his head, syncing his movements in time with his hand.

he earned a groan from the other as he tounged at his dick. Embarrassed at his lack of experience, he peering up at Shedletsky meeting the others eyes.

Sheds face was flushed as he watched the man below him work with half lided eyes clearly enjoying himself, giving builderman a strong sense of pride.

Shedletsky brushed the hair from Buildermans eyes sliding his hand to the back of the others head entangling his fingers in his hair. Encouraging Builderman to take more, lightly pushing the other further down his length.

Builderman obliged moving both hands to Shedletskys thighs taking more of him with each bob.

Spit driped down Buildermans chin as his his jaw began to ache. Is he getting close? Builderman thought he could try to finish him off but he didn't know how long he could before- There was a sharp inhale, the grip on his hair tightened as Shedletsky pulled him off.

He stood from his spot on the bed pulling Builderman up from his knees as he switched there positions and pushed Builderman to sit now moving his hand down to the hood of his jacket.

"Strip."

Builderman complied and with nervous hands began to take off his clothes. Shedletsky watched him eyes focused on his hands as he unzipped the gray jacket. He pulled it off, discarding it on the floor and moving to pull off his undershirt to tossing it into the pile.

Soon enough Builderman sat unclothed on the bed his cloths crumpled on the floor. He studied the others gaze his emotions unreadable as Shedletsky stood there taking in the view.

Builderman looked away embarrassed as the other reproached. Cupping his face and moving his face back to meet those big brown eyes.

"Can I kiss you?" The question was quiet and a bit unexpected. But Builderman nodded

In a second Shedletsky caught his lips with his own. The kiss was short but sweet as Shedletsky pulled away he placed a hand on Buildermans shoulder softly pushing him back so he'd lay on the bed before climbing atop him.

He caught Buildermans lips again though this time a bit rougher. He traced his hands down Buildermans torso causing him to shiver, a labored breath giving Shedletsky the opening to slide his toung in.

Builderman moved his hand to Shedletskys back trying to focus on the kiss but his attention split as the hand traced its way down his stomach.

A moan escaped his lips as Shedletsky messaged the tip of his length coating his fingers with the precum dripping from the tip as he lightly stroked him.

Shedletsky broke the kiss tracing the others jaw and face with soft kisses.

Builderman closed his eyes his breath hitching.

"Thank you Builderman." Shedletsky said in a low town, about to respond Builderman was interrupted by the feeling of Shedletsky rubbing himself against his hole, precum thick as it coats the skin.

"Wait! Shed- not n-"

"I know." Shedletsky reassured quietly trailing kisses down the others neck.

his hand moved down and two fingers pressed against his entrance, and he slowly pressed them in as he started to gently loosen him up.

Despite the desperation that Builderman could sense through the twitching of his fingers and the muscles in his arm Shedletsky continued to be slow and gentle as he loosened Buildermans entrance. Asking if he's going too fast too slow as he added another finger.

It was an awkward feeling he thought to himself as Shedletsky moved them in and out.

"You gotta relax."

Builderman hummed quietly wincing slightly as he followed his instructions to the best of his ability soon his body jerking with pleasure as Shedletsky curled the two fingers inside him. A soft moan escaping out of him.

"I need you." Shedletsky said his voice taking a more serious toan now. Wet fingers removing themselves and taking their place on his hip. And a new pressure replaced them against his entrance, as Shedletsky looked at him for permission.

Builderman nodded slowly, and shedletsky slowly pressed into him.

Despite entering slowly it didn't stop Builderman from hissing his hands grasping the fabric of Shedletskys shirt. Hot breath hit his neck as Shedletsky groaned, The sounds of flesh squelching wetly between them at any slight movement.

Shedletsky nosing his neck as he proceeded to push into him.

Buildermans grip tightened his ass burning, as Shedletsky
burrowed deeper god it felt endless.

"Fuck shed." He heaved

"Almost there." Shedletsky said through gritted teeth.

Buildermans hips began to squirm hips retreating, painful gasps escaped him. "Are you in all the way yet?"

"No..would you like me to stop."

Builderman shook his head. "just keep going." He rested back against the pillows.

Shedletsky bit his lip struggling to keep his movements controlled. Each inch he made it in only made him want to fuck into Builderman senslessly. He tensed his muscles forcing himself to go slow as he praised Builderman.

His grip tightened on Buildermans hips a releaved breath he didn't know he was holding escaped as he paused at last fully settling into Builderman.

The others grip on his shirt tight but eventually loosened as he adjusted to Shedletskys girth. Allowing Shedletsky to release himself and pull off the shirt tossing it over his shoulder.

Shedletsky leaned back down Buildermans hands returning to his torso as he did. One guiding it's way up past his neck entangling in his hair the other resting on his shoulder.

He waited there kissing the others neck not wanting to move and hurt him, enjoying the feeling of having himself so deep in the other, he was glad Builderman offered to help he needed this he needed him, and in return he wanted to make him feel good. And if that ment waiting then he would wait despite how desperately he was for this.

"You can move now slow though.. please." Builderman. Said through pants not wanting to keep the other waiting for too long.

Shedletsky complied but rather than thrusting he grinded deeper into Builderman. Enjoying the sounds escaping the man below him. He wanted more though, to hear him scream, call his name as he writhed under him.

He shoved those thoughts back as he buried his face into Buildermans neck. Breathing in the smell of metals and and a more addictive sweet scent.

Builderman embedded his nails into his shoulder as he began to thrust into the shorter man.

The stinging pain soon subsided as waves of pleasure overwhelmed him. Unable to catch himself a needy whimper escaped his lips.

Shedletsky drank up the others moans the others body spasming under him each thrust dulling this intense feverish need.

His hand gripped the thick brown curls, hips rocking to meet Sheds, the sounds of there skin meeting echoing in the room.

He needed this, he needed Builderman to take this strange feeling away. He tightened his hold on the others hips to keep them still as he pushed deeper.

"Please Buildy let me go faster." He begged

"F-Fuck Shed....Ok." Builderman said the hand in Shedletskys hair loosening and falling to his shoulder.

He watched a releaved smile twist into something more demanding the hands on his hips now lifting him up. The room spun as he was shoved back down his face embedded in the pillows.

This was nothing like Shedletsky, his gentle hands gone now, replaced with a rough touch his nails leaving dark crests on his hips. The position began to make his back ache but he didn't dare move. It all just felt too good.

Shedletsky now focused now soley on Builderman. His scarred back shifted as he tried to keep in pace with his own movement. Hands now holding him up off the bed.

His head hung down long hair falling over his face, sweat falling from his brow to the sheets below. He was quiter now drool dripping from his clenched jaw all his attention on the pleasure as he softly groaned.

He shivered as Shedletsky messaged a hand down his back admiring the muscles, tracing the scars. Precum fell from Builderman his groans becoming desperate whines those same muscles beguinning to spasms as he neared release.

He knew Builderman was on the edge, that he should slow down. But he couldn't even if he wanted to. His breath shaky as he thrust into him.

Buildermans moan of pleasure was a distant thought barley making through the haze. Shuttering Builderman lowered himself back down onto the bed.
Pleasure overwhelmed Shedletsky as he fucked him through his orgasm.

"Too much! S-shit Shed slow down!"

A hand found its way to his thigh a silent pleed. "I'm sorry.. I Can't stop." He said pressure beginning to build as he pulled Buildermans hips to match his pace again.

"You're doing so good." He said placing a kiss on the others shoulder the others mouth hung open those delicious calls of pleasure now unfiltered

 

He could barely respond outside of broken moans that fell from his mouth the room filled with the sound of skin slapping followed by each thrust.

But it wasn't nearly enough, not when his arousal kept building though nowhere close to the release he craved.

"You feel so good." He said brushing his lips against his shoulder instincts guiding him as he bit down on the soft skin.

A gasp ripped out of him as builderman tightened around him cum dripping from him as his cock twitched.

Dragging A long whispy moan out of Buildermans overused voice.

He was so worked up falling apart just from this? He loved it gently kissing the bite mark now as he continued to fuck into Builderman.

Soon Shedletsky felt that pressure begin to build up in his abdomen his movements becoming sloppy as he Tried to Chase that finish mindlessly. "I'm close BM..." He said, getting no verbal response but instead one of Buildermans hands moving to rest on his own hand.

Shock and pleasure tremble through him as he finally came, thrusting his seed inside of Builderman with a groan.

He allows him to tirdly fall down against Buildermans back, the muscles tensing as he continued to ride out his orgasm his legs began to numb no longer supporting him.

It felt so right. Having Builderman under him gasping and softly calling his name as he's filled with seed.

A quiet laughter pulled his attention to the other below him.

"That is the most intense fuck I've ever had."

"I'm sorry." Shedletsky said guilt stabbing him, Did he go to far?

Builderman flipped over now facing Shedletsky tired eyes meeting his own.

Hands cupped his cheeks pulling him forward into a soft kiss.

"It was wonderful." He stated with a soft smile.

Buildermans breath hitched as Shedletsky pulled out, allowing the seed to flow from him as he took the spot next to Builderman an arm draped over his chest.

His body was hot all he wanted to do was get himself cleaned up but his body activity denied that ideia as tirdness overtook his overworked body.

The hand on his chest gently messaging him soothed him into a much needed sleep.

Chapter 3: The wrong kind of feelings

Summary:

Tags specific to this fic
#Hurt/comfort #Internalized homophobia
#gentle to rough #consenting #aftercare.
Thank you: I'm dying of asphyxiation for the request!!

Summery--

Guest struggles to control his new emotions toward the burger topped survivor. He's weirded out by his urges and accidentally avoids the other while trying to keep them a secret. leading 007n7 to seek him out, but what he finds was not what he expected.

-In this the two share a room per request (idk if I explained it well enough in the chapter)

Guest cared for the other survivors, He was always throwing himself into trouble just to help someone else, with little regard for himself.

Now he found himself hiding in one of the many rooms in horror hotel. To injured to be of any use to anyone. A cause of one too many bad mistakes.

A frustrated grunt escaped him, noob was in trouble and he had carelessly gotten himself hit. Leaving the others with no defense.

The kids health was quickly depleting as time slowly ticked by.

And once Jason was finished with them he would surely be on his way to find Guest next.

He'd given a med pack to Elliot not long ago. and from what he knew there might not even be another lying around.

Guest stepped toward the doorway if he could only make his way too Elliot.

"Guest!"

He whipped around at the sudden call to see a relived 007n7 standing in the opposite entrance to the room.

He shuffled towards Guest pulling out a med kit and gently pushing it into the others hands.

007n7's arms were covered in bruises and his clothes torn, stained green by grass. His hair a mess and his face dirtied, Brown tired eyes following his own.

"You need this more than me, and we need you out there Soldier."

His voice was calm, soothing a kind smile lighting up his scratched face.

Guest hesitated for a moment before taking the pack "Thank you seven." Guest said returning the warm smile.
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Guest watched as 007n7 exited the room, following intently as he disappeared into the hall out of sight.

He looked over the med kit in his hand and opened the pack. His heart doing metaphorical flips inside his chest. But before he could really question the odd feelings. A loud scream pierced through the room jolting him out of his thoughts.

He quickly tossed the empty kit to the ground onrushing out the door to help the others.

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The round concluded with little to no casualties, as guest was able to reach noob in times before Jason had a chance to get the younger survivor.

The lobby was filled with the survivors now each person winding down from the last match of the night.

Some sat by the fire talking amongst themselves as they lounged on the couches and chairs a warm fire accompanied by the soft hum of music playing from a record.

Some found themselves in the kitchen grabbing food and others just trying to find a quiet space.

Guest looked around but turned to the familiar call of his name.

"Guest!" 007n7 called.

The soldier stopped and turned he smiled meeting the burger topped man halfway.

"I'm glad I found you when I did. You did great out there."

Guest felt his face heat up the running a bashful hand through his hair.

"You really helped me out there thank you seven."

007n7 smiled "it was really no problem, I'm just glad you were able to help the others again, you're important out there."

Guest couldn't help but smile with the shorter man.

"You're important too seven, you get those generators done so quickly it's admirable."

"I think its amazing how you seem to always be strong in tough situations."

like a light switch 007n7 watched as Guests face fell, though only for a moment before a smile reappeared.

"Yeah..." silence fell between them "I'll talk to you later seven."

007n7 watched as guest swiftly turned on his heel seemingly retreating from him.

He stood there for a moment dread slowly consuming him, had he said something wrong?
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Guest found himself walking quickly out the door of the main lodge, the gaze of the other lingering on his person as he disappeared.

His hands were clasped to his face covering the hot, pink skin underneath.

God what was wrong with him.

That was his teammate, a fellow survivor. Someone he cares about but Theas feelings weren't just care.

He's never felt anything like this with one of his friends, yes Matt and him were close but he'd never felt like this around him.

Never around another man.

From just talking to the other it seemed his body temperature drastically increased. Parts of him notably quite exited.

What would 007n7 think? The others survivors? Knowing he was having these feelings for another guy?

Guest stopped at the edge of the dirt path looking out onto the lake. His mind racing.

Nobody had to know, the as feelings would pass.

He sighed, he would be seeing 007n7 later, on account of the two sleeping in the same room. He had to get this under control or he didn't know what he would do.

The outside lights flickered on as the last bits of sunlight disappeared illuminating the path back to the lodge.

This wasn't going to be a problem. He'd have it under control and soon enough he'll be feeling normal again he'd just need a bit of time to himself.

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Something was definitely wrong.

007n7 has been trying to reach out and talk again with guest but each time he looked for the Soldier he's either busy with something else and too busy to talk or not to be found.

The little moments he did manage to get never lasted long.

He had stopped the other in the lodge hall before the first match a few days ago. Managing to in a way block the other from passing. "Guest.." he said quietly his voice a lot weaker than he'd expect.

The other watched him for a moment before looking away his face dusted with pink.

Weather it be embarrassment or anger 007n7 couldn't tell as he would quickly excused himself, pushing passed him to get away.

Every other interaction ran the same course, 007n7 trying to get some time with the other only for the attempts to be shut down every excuse being that he was busy or in the middle of something.

And the other always returned to there room late at night or was already asleep by the time 007n7 arrived.

It was frustrating, here he was putting in more effort than what it was worth to try and talk with him.

He cared for Guest a lot, he was on of the only people here that didn't judge him. And treated him as a person instead of just avoiding him. Did he really mess up one of the few relationships he had left with another survivor?

007n7 could say he's gotten attached to the blue haired soldier. His gentle and protective nature. He really did admire him, he was always selfless and caring, putting others needs before his own even when lives are at stake.

He'd grown to really like the other, and getting to see him each day had been a nice sight. Because he was always nice to be around and he wasn't exactly hard to look at. 007n7 would catch himself looking at the Soldier in not the most mindful ways.

But now the other was Avoiding him like some kind of disease.

He sat thinking in the lodge lounge area, surrounded by a few other survivors as the rest gathered in the back room to eat.

All except Guest

Who 007n7 had noticed had not come downstairs since the last round ended.

This last round had been odd.

007n7 has just lost chase with the killer 1x his health wrecked and the round not even started.

Bad start to a bad match. If he were to be found he would be finished.

He sat slumped against a wall in one of the corners in New York's Resting Place. His abilities all on cool down and stamina drained.

He sat there gasping his lungs burning and body aching blood dripping from various cuts.

His heart dropped as the sound of quick approaching footsteps echoes closer.

He raised his arms in defense shrinking himself against the wall.

But Instead of the killer finding him. A breathless Guest had turned the corner heaving as he looked over the injured mess before him.

"Guest!" 007n7 called out in relief.

Using the wall for support he pushed himself up onto his feet facing the man before him.

Without a word guest pulled out a Med Kit gently prodding it towards the injured man.

007n7 shook his head in disagreement. Jutting his hand out to push the med kit back to the other.

His hand swiped forward missing the pack entirely instead grasping Guests hand. Pushing the Med Kit away.

Almost instantly the med kit toppled to the floor with a loud thud as guest ripped his hand back.

"Oh! Seven I'm sorry." He bent down grabbing the Kit now properly giving it to the other. Fumbling over more than his words.

"Guest can we talk. Later? Please" 007n7 said in a soft plead.

The other hesitated "I don't know Seven." the other said "maybe."

"Guest please." 007n7 tucked the Kit under his arm placing his non injured hand on the others arm.

"I've got to go."
He stepped back raising an awkward hand, waving at the other. "I'll see you later." He said backing away, quickly running off.

Despite the verbal arrangement Guest hadn't shown.

He pushed himself off the lounge chair. He wanted to figure out what his deal was.

He ascended the stairs passing a few stragglers as they headed to eat dinner.

He turned down the hall passing the shared rooms till he stopped at his own.

He hesitated knuckle hovering over the the wood door, he really hated this, confrontation was never something he's done.

But this was different, the other has been acting more than strange Theas last few days. And it was quite worrying. And it's not like did anything wrong?

He was pulled from his thoughts at the soft call of his name.

He turned his head looking down the hall, nobody.

He moved his hand down instead quietly turning the doorknob slowly pushing it open.

His eyes drifted across the room, his eyes resting on the scene before him. His eyes widening in surprise.

Guest was sat on 007n7s bed head buried back into his pillow. A pink blush covered his face as quiet sounds escaped him.

His large body spread out across the small bed
A hand slowly pumping his dick. The other tangled in his hair. Every now and again his name quietly recited from the others lips.

007n7 stood there in awe the sight truly was a shock.

He'd thought the other was angry at him? but here he was touching himself on 007n7s bed.

The door shuttered to a stop, and almost instantly Guests eyes pried open eyes meeting 007n7s from across the room.

He pulled himself up quickly yanking his pants back up.

He didn't speak just sat there like a deer caught in headlights.

007n7 didn't move not till he noticed the others brows furrow, his eyes glossing over as he brought his attention to the floor.

Shutting the door behind him 007n7 crossed the room to the bed.

He took the larger mans face into his hands as tears fell.

"I'm sorry Seven."

"For what?"

007n7 spoke in a calm town gently rubbing a thumb along his cheek.

"I didn't mean for you to see me like this. It's just.." the words were lost as the other tried to explain.

"Is this why you've been avoiding me? To secretly jack off in my bed?"

Guests eyes widened "No!" he practically yelled.

His voice quieted as he sighed. "I've been having feelings for you Seven.. ones you have with someone you really like."

His head fell, "I didn't want to weird you out."

007n7 smiled pulling the others face close allowing him to briefly connect there lips.

"Im not weirded out."

Silence fell between them as 007n7 watched the cogs turn in Guests head as he looked back at him.

The other place a hand at top the one already cupping his cheeks and leaned forward catching the other in another kiss.

Pulling away 007n7 littered the others tear stained face with loving pecks.

He trailed the kisses down his neck light sucking on the skin.

007n7 removed his hand from his cheek interlocking his fingers with the other. Moving the other to his shoulder.

Guest pulled away. "Seven I don't want this to be a one time thing."

007n7 smiled softly "it doesn't half to be."

He kissed Guest again before slowly lowering himself to his knees in front of him.

The other made room for him, legs settling apart. He watched the man below him move with practiced ease, hooking his fingers around his waistband.

Guest tugged his shirt off as 007n7 pulled his pants and boxers off tossing the cloths onto the bed.

007n7 admired the man before him. A hot tingle washed over him he ran his hands along the inner thigh, strong muscles twitching at the gentle touch.

His gaze shifted to the member still half hard. He shifted eagerly moving his hand to the base slowly dragging his hand along the length till it stood full mass.

The others face was a mix of emotions as he watched. The other admire his figure warm hands gliding across sensitive skin.

007n7 swallowed hard before settling his lips around the tip. He took a moment to breath before sinking down and settling at the base.

His member was quite thick, the ache in his jaw protested as he stilled for a moment to avoid gagging.

Guest voiced his pleasure through breathless gasps and low grunts as 007n7 began to move.

He visually memorized the curve of it mapping out each vein. Savoring the musky scent of the other man.

A strong hand found its way to the back of his neck, guiding his movements the tight grip commanding in a sense.

The low growls and pleased hums sent shivers through him. The low calls caused him squirm with discomfort his pants tightening at the erotic scene.

Hooking one hand around Guests strong thigh letting the man take control using his other hand to unzip his pants, matching his strokes with Guests rhythm.

"Fuck- Seven!."

That was all the warning he needed, ignoring the pulling hand on the back of his neck 007n7 pushed forward sinking himself to the base as warm seamen shot down his throat. Then allowing Guest to pull him off.

He swallowed pulling himself from his spot on the ground looking over the panting man with a hint of pride.

Guest watched him place a hand on his chest. A light push ensuing him to lay on his back.

007n7 stripped before him leaving his cloths in a pile on the floor.

He moved now to straddle the others hips.

A hand stretched down grasping Guests member, stroking it gently till it again stood, now prodding his ass.

Guest placed his hands on the others hips to help as 007n7 began to guide his hips down, a hand painfully gripping Guests thigh for balance as he eased himself onto the throbbing Member.

It was painful, his insides stung as he stretched to accommodate the blunt size difference.

Guest drew soothing circles in his skin with his thumb as he patiently waited. Watching the other try and relax himself.

007n7 slowly began to rock his hips, grinding against the other before slowly lifting his hips.

"S-shit.." he whispered breathlessly moving his hands to the others chest as he sat back. Giving the others pectorals a few playfully squeezes soft in his palms as he again lifted himself.

Guest watched the other slowly beginning to pick up the pace his face a mix of focus and pleasure. Soft moans followed each rise and fall of his hips 007n7s gaze focused intently on there lower parts.

Guest messaged the others soft hips as he worked. The soft smooth skin satisfying as 007n7 clenched around him.

He sat there watching him struggle to keep his jagged pace light pants hot on his skin. Guest couldn't get enough of it.

But he slowly became ancy, wanting to show 007n7 just what he was in for, he wanted to make him feel good.

He slowed 007n7s hips to a stop before pulling himself up.

007n7 connected there lips in a sloppy breathless kiss a hand gently cupping his cheek, another resting on the opposite shoulder.

Guest was sat up now 007n7 facing him awkwardly sat in his lap as he waited for him to stop moving.

Once the others squirming slowed guest moved his hands holding under 007n7s thighs, to more easily lift him up, thrusting shallowly into him.

He broke away from the kiss as Guest quickly began to speed up, to find a satisfying pace each thrust finding its way deeper into 007n7 skin meeting with loud slaps accompanied by the tired pants.

It didn't take long before he was a moaning mess. Each thrust punching more calls of pleasure out of him.

Digging deeper into him stretching his insides further as he grinded down it all quickly becoming too much.

He held tightly to Guest his head resting against his broad shoulder. His nails digging into scarred white skin as he tried not to loose himself.

His lower half tingled, his legs numbing from over use , quiet tears fell from his eyes as he slowly felt that familiar build of pleasure.

Guest noticed the change the other had gotten noticeably louder.

007n7 tensed in his hold silent as he finished. His body twitching as he rode the high. Tiredly resting against guest when the feeling faded clinging close to his warm body.

Guest lovingly pecked his cheek thrusting a few more times before finishing.

He laid 007n7 on his side carefully pulling out. Seed slowly spill out as 007n7 laid there panting.

He rolled over onto his back, watching guest through lidded eyes. Guest leaned down attacking the others face with light kisses wrapping his arm around the other holding him close as the other shifted uncomfortably under his weight.

By the time guest had gotten them and the bed cleaned enough to sleep in 007n7 was already out cold. a blanket draped carefully over him.

Guest made sure to not disturb him as he climbed into bed with him, sneaking an arm under his head too rest on, pulling the smaller man into a warm embrace.

Notes:

I promise in the near future ill do a bottom guest fic. And ill work harder on pushing out updates, I kind of lost motivation but will try and do better with updates. I'm also sorry if its a drop in quality this chapter I tried my best. on a side note I'm also kind of nit picking the requests doing the ones I think will be easier and that give me motivation first, ill try my best to get through the harder ones. Thank you all for the requests though!!! Expect another update this, or next week.