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—Past…—
Builderman groaned softly, absently messing his hair up in annoyance. Damnit, Telamon, why did he have to- huh? He blinked, eyeing his phone before rolling his eyes seeing the contact, answering it anyways. “What, Telamon. I’m busy-“
”Builderman. Someone’s stealing your identity.”
”…Ex-fucking-cuse me?” Builderman raised an eyebrow confused at the god-he reluctantly called a friend- before rolling his eyes. “No one is stupid enough to impersonate an admin, Telamon. Your paranoid.”
Yeah… maybe he should’ve listened Before…
. . . .
Builderman felt the same he did after every stupid round. Tired. Annoyed…
He groaned softly, shuffling into his cabin and dropping all the scrap from his sadly broken machines. Damn, he wished he had his Ban Hammer on him-
He paused hearing a light buzz, making a noise of confusion before glance around. Weird- wait. His gaze snapped to a corner, glaring seeing the shadows moving, before out stepped… him? “What-?”
The two stared at each other before the copycat giggled. “Ah, you’re the real one? Good! I seem to need some… help.” Before Builderman could ask, the loud sound of clicking and snapping from the impersonator sounded before a tail and horns-that honestly looked like they were crayon drawing a toddler made- formed, the ‘copycat’ now having blaring red eyes instead of steel gray.
”And unfortunately for you… THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE OF US.” It spoke with a snarl before launching at Builderman, who simply growled in return. This copycat wants a fight? So be it.
—Now—
That was earlier.. like an hour ago earlier. So how Builderman got into this situation with Hatred-from what this impersonator called itself- and by that, he means how the fuck did he end up under this thing squirming and whimpering. Well shit, maybe he should’ve taken Telamon up on his several offers… “Well look at you… such a pretty little pet.”
“F-Fuck off- hng-“ Builderman growled, trying to move from under Hatred before sharply hissing feeling it’s tail tightly coil around his neck, choking for a moment and almost blacking out at the tight squeeze. “I didn’t say speak, did I?” Hatred lowly hissed, clawed hands tightly holding onto Builderman’s before leaning down to growl in his ear. “And perhaps if your good… I’ll release you~”
“Liar.” Builderman managed to growl out, whimpering lightly at the tight squeeze around his wrist. “Your loss~ You need to be.. put in your place anyways.”
“What-“ He didn’t really get much of a swear other than sharp teeth in his neck, making him sharply Yelp out and shiver. “Hehe.. you’re enjoying this.. aren’t you, slut?~” Now it was degrading him. And why did that send an eager twitch through him. “Fuck you.” He grumbled half heartedly, freezing up feeling a hand on his waist. “That’s the plan, exactly~”
Why did he have to say something. Why did he have to- Builderman hissed sharply feeling something wrap around his eyes. A blindfold- WAS IT TYING HIM UP? “You’re so tense… relax~” how the hell was he supposed to- he whimpered sharply feeling surprisingly cold air against his slowly hardening cock, shivering at the low, almost degrading laugh from Hatred. “Oh, you are enjoying this! Didn’t know I chose such a needy bitch~”
Builderman wanted so badly to resort back but didn’t get a chance feeling… something slip into his ass, jerking and gasping out, unintentionally rutting back against Hatred with a soft hiss. “Fuck-“
Hatred didn’t even say anything this time, deep red eyes focused on trying to completely sheath itself deep inside Builderman, only a soft occasional growl or curse slipping out. And to Builderman… why did it feel so good- “Just.. stay nice and still like that… good boy~” At this point, Builderman completely gave up on even trying to get away, softly whimpering and moaning before sharply twitching when Hatred finally-after what felt like forever- bottomed out, gasping out a sharp curse.
”Please…” Builderman whimpered softly, practically clawing at what he could-which only happened to be the bedsheets- while struggling to fuck himself back into Hatred’s much to slow thrusts. Hatred glanced up, tail flicking in amusement before it smirked almost teasingly. “Please what, pet?” Goddamnit, we’re they really going to make him beg..?
…know what, fuck it. This is the best he’s felt in years, might as well indulge.
”Ugh. Fuck me harder.. please..?” Builderman muttered almost shyly with a bright flush, gasping at Hatred almost immediately thrusting up and pinning him down, bright red eyes narrowed but did exactly as he asked. “FUCKING- ah- oh god…”
“The only god you should be calling out to…” Hatred growled lowly, roughly grabbing onto Builderman’s hips to thrust right up into his prostate, smirking at the scream it earned from him as he arched up into Hatred. “Is ME.”
“Mhm- alright, just- ah-! Don’t stop, please-“ Hatred perked up hearing the begging from Builderman, eyes narrowing before slow lying down, just to tease and grinning at the pitiful whine from Builderman before sighing. “Well… I suppose since you’ve been good so far…” Hatred cooed before roughly grabbing Builderman by the neck, easily cutting off his airways while speeding up his sharp thrusts.
Builderman arched up into the touch, his mind going foggy as he let out a strangled moan, clawing at Hatred’s hand when he started seeing dots in his vision. Shit, shit- He sharply gasped when his vision went black, both from lack of air and his sudden, overwhelming climax.
And he had no idea how long he was out, but assumed a few minutes cause when he came back to, Hatred was still shallowly thrusting into him with soft growls before growling and biting into Builderman’s neck again, forcing him to stay still while it eagerly filled the admin up with his come, only letting go to absently pat Builderman’s hip and smirking at the tired whimper.
“You did wonderful, darling…” the praise made Builderman’s face light up, humming softly before gasping softly feeling claws digging into his skin again before Hatred leaned down to temptingly growl. “Now…”
“Ready for round two?”