Chapter 1: Choke-hold.
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Chance was bored, and generally curious everyone had shown an interest in 'roughhousing' with him at some point throughout the day when he asked, or well begged them to.
Everyone but Shedletsky who just opted to watch instead, he acted like a football parent - Yelling for specific survivors to win, while also eating his fried chicken.
Chance had moved onto getting ready to fight Guest - who was warming up.
"Chance, I mean this lovingly," Shedletsky starts, pausing a little bit, "But I think challenging Guest to a match is a dumb idea." He shrugs, taking a bite of the chicken.
Chance grinned at Shedletsky's words, "What? Just cause he was in the military?" They shrug, taking off their fedora off and tossing it over to Shedletsky who uses his free hand to catch it, "Nice catch."
"Thanks." Shedletsky nods, setting Chance's fedora down next to him. "Also yeah - I think challenging the soldier to fight is a death sentence."
"I appreciate your input, I really do, but no offence here, I'm not gonna listen to the fighting advice from the man who does nothing during rounds except swing his sword and eat chicken." Chance answers, their tone very sincere.
"I would wipe the floor with you and not bat an eye." Shedletsky snaps back, watching as Guest walks back over to Chance, Shedletsky immediately going back into 'football parent mode' - "Fucking kill him, Guest!" He yells.
"Oh shut up- Go back to your chicken." Chance snarks back, grinning at Guest, "Ready?" They ask.
Guest just nods in response, and thus, another round of roughhousing began.
"Guest - Kick his fucking shin!" Shedletsky yells over, no longer eating his chicken, now fully invested, and to his glee - Guest does what Shedletsky suggested - Kicking Chance's shin..Only to immediately get shoved to the ground. "Awe fuck!" Shed yells in frustration, "What the fuck was that?" He asks, standing up and walking over to Chance and Guest.
"You were a good opponent, Chance." Guest luckily takes defeat well, standing up before going back inside, leaving Shedletsky and Chance alone.
Chance looks at Shedletsky and grins, "Y'know, everyone has had a go today, no one can beat me, and you won't even try, so, I guess I'll take a chance and assume that I'm the strongest one here, hm?" They tease, enjoying the immediate glare from Shedletsky. Chance can't help but raise a brow as Shed takes his hair-tie off his wrist and ties his hair up - out of his face, "Oh? Struck a nerve didn't I?"
Chance grins as Shedletsky just gives him a look. "Oh I definitely struck a nerve. Look- It's okay that you're useless to the team-" Chance gets cut off by a fist connecting with their face, the punch causing them to stumble back a little bit.
"Says the one who does nothing but flip a coin the entire time." Shedletsky deadpans, pulling his fist back, showing zero signs of remorse, even as blood starts seeping from Chance's lips.
"...Okay, you can punch- so what." Chance teases, they were getting what they wanted, a reaction, a reaction from Shedletsky, "Anyone can punch." They add, stepping forward again and grinning, "Come on." They urge, wanting the fight to continue.
Shedletsky can't help the grin and the exhilaration that came from this, "Alright, don't say I didn't warn you." Shed shrugs.
As the two of them get back to the roughhousing, Builderman walks out of the cabin and pauses, watching both of them.
"Yeah, Chance, you're getting beaten." Builderman says bluntly, crossing his arms as he watches the 'fight' continue.
Chance was about to win when - Shedletsky put him into a choke-hold, "Heh- Okay bud, thanks for the teddy bear hug, let go of me." Chance teases, their smirk dropping once they realise they can't get out of it.
"Do you tap out?" Shedletsky inquires, looking down at Chance with a very mischievous glint in his eyes, as if to add to the question - Shedletsky tightens the choke-hold a little bit, keeping his arm firmly around Chance's throat, careful not to restrict their breathing.
Chance freezes up just a little bit, they were in a fucking choke-hold, and...Didn't want to tap out, but they knew Shedletsky, if they didn't tap out, Shedletsky would probably keep them there until they pass out and so, reluctantly - "I tap out..." Chance relents.
"Good boy." Shedletsky whispers in Chance's ear before releasing them, giving them a small grin before walking away and back into the main cabin, leaving Chance outside to basically short circuit, a small tremble in their legs are they feel...A problem forming in their boxers.
Builderman approaches, coming up behind Chance, "You uh...You good?" He asks, patting Chance on the shoulder.
"...Yeah- Yeah, I'm good- I uh- Yeah..." Chance nods nervously, using their hand to cover their face and the faint blush that was forming, wanting to keep some dignity to the point of keeping their back turned to Builderman.
Builderman nods and walks away, going back into the cabin. Leaving Chance outside with their issue.
Chance grumbles, snatching their fedora off of the porch where Shedletsky had left it before stomping off to their cabin, feeling very humiliated but also, a bit turned on. 'I'm getting him back for that,' Chance thinks to themself as they sat down on the small, soft armchair they had. As if summoned personally - Shedletsky walks in, Chance looks over at him with a glare, "Here to fix what you caused?"
"Nah, here to make it worse." Shedletsky teases, grinning as Chance stands up and yanks Shedletsky close, shoving him down onto the chair, Chance immediately sitting in Shedletsky's lap, "...Never mind, I'm here to fix it..." He rushes out, blushing at being overpowered.
"Good boy" Chance teases with a wide grin, "You look better like this, beneath me~" They murmur, god they were basically just turning themselves on at this point, Chance leaned forward and softly kissed Shedletsky, their hands trailing down the man's body, down to his shorts, teasing the edge of his waistband, "May I?" Chance asks, pulling away a little bit to ask, looking into Shedletsky's eyes.
Shedletsky shudders a little bit as Chance's hands tease the skin of his waist, nodding softly, "Mhm- Please, continue-" Shedletsky pleads, his own hands making their way to Chance's belt.
Chance grins, "Eager are we?" They tease, slipping one of their hands down into Shedletsky's shorts, grinning as Shedletsky lets out a small moan. "Looks like you're just as pent up as I am, hmm~?" Chance chuckles as they pull their hand out of Shedletsky's shorts, before standing up and yanking Shedletsky up too, the gambler taking Shedletsky over to their bed, Chance sits down on the edge of their bed leaning back on their hands, watching through their shades as Shedletsky takes off his shorts, leaving him in his shirt and boxers, before he gets onto Chance's lap. "Good boy." Chance teases, murmuring into Shedletsky's ear, wrapping their arms around Shed's waist.
"Can I choke you again?" Shedletsky teases right back, grinning himself as he gently moves his hips, giving Chance the friction they clearly wanted, evident by the immediately groan.
Chance chuckles and shakes their head, "Ha ha- No." They answer bluntly, holding Shedletsky's hips as the man moves, "You're being very slow."
"Ugh - 'you're being very slow' wah wah wah- That's you." Shedletsky mocks, hands on Chance's shoulders for support as he moves his hips a bit harder, grinning at the soft, whiny moans leaving Chance's lips, "Good boy." He teases Chance, letting out a small moan of his own as Chance starts to move their hips to match Shedletsky's, teasing him with their hard-on, "You weren't kidding when you said you were pent up." He teases.
Chance rolls their eyes and shuts Shedletsky up with a kiss, the two of them making out as they continue to match each other's movements, Chance pulls away and trails kisses down to Shedletsky's neck, beginning to kiss and suck on his neck, earning satisfying moans from Shedletsky, "Yeah? You like that?" Chance teases, before going back to torturing Shed's neck, biting down firmly.
"You- You little fucker-" Shedletsky groans, arms wrapping around Chance's shoulders as the gambler leaves a love-bite on Shed's neck, "Augh- Fuck-" Shedletsky whines softly, Chance moving their hips a bit faster as they bite down harder.
"You close?" Chance pulls away just to murmur into Shedletsky's ear, before gently biting down on Shed's neck just below his ear, fighting back a chuckle as they feel Shedletsky shudder at the feeling, Chance continues to move as Shedletsky does too, both of them matching each other's movements despite Shed slowing down just a little bit, Chance had enough experience with Shedletsky to know that meant he was close, very close, they couldn't help but tease him, slipping one of their hands into Shed's boxers, teasing Shedletsky's clit with two of their fingers, "Good boy~" Chance purrs, chuckling into Shed's ear as Shedletsky grinds against Chance's fingers, Chance wouldn't ever admit it, but this was the one thing that turned them on more - giving someone else pleasure. Bringing Shedletsky closer to finishing was bringing themself closer too.
Shedletsky can barely form a coherent sentence as Chance teased and touched him, "Fuck- I- Fucking bitch-" Shedletsky groans into Chance's ear.
"Love you too." Chance rolls their eyes, biting their bottom lip as they tease Shedletsky further, feeling his movements begin to shudder - his legs trembling, "Want me to finish you off?" Chance asks, continuing to rub Shedletsky's clit, grinning as Shedletsky nods, "Very well, my beloved~" Chance murmurs, giving Shedletsky one last kiss before promptly switching the position so Shedletsky was on his back, Chance on-top. Chance keeps their word, continuing to move their fingers, moving themself a little to slip their fingers inside of Shedletsky's warmth, "Fu- Fuck-" Chance groans, using their thumb to tease Shedletsky's clit as they finger-fuck him, "Good boy- Such a good boy-" Chance murmurs softly, leaning down and kissing Shedletsky softly as they speed up their fingers - which pushes Shedletsky over the edge.
"Ah- Fu- fuck- Hgh-" Shedletsky whines and moans incoherently as he finishes, his legs twitching and trembling as he does so, his cunt tightening around Chance's fingers, arching his back into the touches.
Chance was quick to follow suit pulling their fingers out of Shedletsky's pussy, gently grabbing the mans hips, Chance grinding against him desperately, they didn't care if it was 'pathetic' to finish like this, "Fuck- Fuck- Oh God-" Chance grunts as they finally cum, shuddering a little bit too as they collapse against Shedletsky's chest before rolling off of him to just snuggle against him.
Shedletsky grins, ruffling Chance's hair, "You're like a dog." He teases, kissing Chance on the lips softly and lovingly, "You're a good boy." He adds before relaxing again.
It took a good ten minutes before the two had fully caught their breaths, Shedletsky pausing -
"...Did me putting you into a choke-hold really trigger a hook up-?" He asks, looking at Chance.
Chance nods a little bit, "Uh, yeah...Why?"
"...I'm gonna strangle you more often." Shedletsky deadpans, as he invites himself to snuggle under Chance's blankets, Chance following suit.
Chance rolls their eyes and gently kisses the love-bites they left on Shed's neck, "I'll let you, but don't blame me if you have a limp afterwards." They tease, smiling as Shedletsky lets out an amused huff.
The two of them falling asleep in each others arms, completely spent and tuckered out.
Chapter 2: I talk too much, shut me up.
Summary:
Guest doesn't like loud noises, Shedletsky is loud, the two of them are alone and Guest...Is pent up...And he needs Shedletsky to be quiet...
So, he shuts Shedletsky up the only way he can think of.
Notes:
CW - Slight Age Gap (Shedletsky is 26 and Guest is 39,) mild nsfw (kissing and touching.)
Guest is still an utter gentleman by the way. Shedletsky is bad at flirting.
Short chapter.
Bisexual King Guest.
I like the idea that the killer's music is like, something that's actually there, like Ruby Lane's singing in Fear Street - it's a warning of them being near.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Guest loved the quiet.
It allowed him to hear every little noise, it brought him comfort to be able to hear what was going on around him. Unfortunately, he was paired up with Shedletsky this round, and, god fucking damn it this 26-year-old won't shut the fuck up - Leaning against the wall next to a generator and just talking.
"How have we not died yet?" Shedletsky asks with a small head tilt, looking around at the surrounding area, watching as Guest continues to work on the generator on his own. "Has anyone ever told you that you have nice hands?"
Guest groaned, "Shut up, Shedletsky." He grumbled, finishing the generator and smacking the top of it out of frustration, closing his eyes as he tried to concentrate on the sounds around them.
"Is blue your natural hair colour?" Shedletsky keeps talking, even as Guest stands up and glares at him, "I've been wanting to ask but didn't wanna sound dumb in front of the others, y'know- If it's not then I need to know what hair dye you used-" Shedletsky continues talking. And talking. And talking.
Guest could hear the sound of John Doe getting closer, "Shut up." He demanded, grabbing Shedletsky and pulling him close to hide in a nearby corner, Guest shielding Shed's body with his own, feeling the warmth of Shedletsky's body, the two of them face-to-face, Guest's eyes darkened a little as Shedletsky was about to talk again, and without thinking - Guest slammed his lips against Shedletsky's, gripping the younger man's face, to his surprise, and...satisfaction, Shedletsky began to kiss back, his hands in Guest's hair. Guest pulled away by just a few centimetres, "I told you to shut up," He murmured before going back into the kiss, moving his hands down from Shedletsky's face and down to his waist, gripping it tightly, pressing Shedletsky up-against the corner a bit harder.
"Fuck." Shedletsky whines quietly as Guest pulls away, "No- Don't stop-" He begs pitifully, screw dignity, dignity left the second he first met Guest. "Please-" He adds.
Guest felt his brain short circuit a little bit, "Oh?" He inquired, managing to sound teasing and genuinely curious at the same time, tightening his grasp of Shedletsky's waist as he presses himself up against Shedletsky more firmly, "What? Want me to kiss you until the round's over?" He asked lowly, forehead against Shedletsky's, he grins as he feels Shed nod softly, "Well, who am I deny you what you want?" Guest murmured, going right back to kissing Shedletsky.
The two men continue to make out, holding onto each-other as they do so, Shedletsky's hands digging into the fabric of Guest's shirt, hands on his shoulders, as Guest keeping his hands firmly planted on Shed's waist.
They continue to kiss and caress each other until the round ends, Guest pulling away from Shedletsky at the last 2 seconds.
Guest and Shedletsky spawned into the main cabin together, luckily no one was paying attention, allowing Shedletsky to tap Guest on the shoulder and give him a small wink, the soldier felt a faint warmth form on his face at the attempt at being flirty, maybe it was proposition - given that Shedletksy immediately went upstairs to his bedroom, glancing back at Guest with /em>a glint in his eyes.
Guest looks around before going upstairs after Shedletsky, going to Shed's room.
Notes:
then they fuck, the end (/j I might write more og Guest x Shedletsky, idk.)
I love cliffhangers lolz