Listening And Learning From The Pros At Work

by Msbellebelle

Summary:

Two Time has never had sex, much less ever masturbated. Something about the concept of carnal desires intrigues Two Time, so, in an attempt to try and learn why people want sex, Two Time watches their fellow survivors go at eachother.

Notes:

Hello! Sorry my first ever Forsaken fic is some weird freak shit with creep two time, lol, I've thought about two time being a sex weirdo for some time now, and i wrote this just to put my thoughts down somewhere. Quite honestly, i might write another in the future.

If you believe i mightve missed a necessary tag, inform me in the comments! Im not sure i tagged everything that was needed, so the help is more than welcome :]

Enjoy the read!

"A-ah! ~"

Two Time sat crouched against the door, Elliot's voice muffled yet still audible from behind the wood, grunts following underneath that they had deciphered to be Guest 1337. Two Time wasn't exactly sure how long they had been sitting there, eavesdropping and listening in on every single groan and whine that seeped out of the cabin; deep inside they understood that they shouldn't be there, shouldn't be listening in on an unaware party, but something deep and carnal egged them on to stay put. It's not like they were gonna get caught, it was late and everyone else had already fallen asleep by this time.

"O-ow-!"

"Ah- crap, sorry-"

Two Time couldn't exactly see what was going on in there, the only window was far too close to the bed to be safe, but they could still imagine what might've happened. Honestly, not knowing what happened was more exciting than knowing exactly what was going on. How did Elliot get hurt? Maybe Guest 1337 pulled his hair too hard? He did always have that little ponytail in the back. Yeah, let's go with that.

Two Time shuddered, imagining how it would feel if someone were to pull their hair the way Guest 1337 (probably) did. Was their hair long enough to get a good grip on it? Curious, Two Time grabbed a fistful of their own hair, and tugged at their head. Hm. Maybe it would feel better if someone else did it.

Some particularly loud moans emanate from behind the door, being followed by soft pants and, eventually, full silence. Some words were being muttered between the two of them, but it was too quiet to hear. Seems like they finished. That's Two Time's signal to get up and leave.

~~

"Are you sure about this, Azure-?"

Two Time laid there on the soft grass, nervous and fidgety, moonlight highlighting their frail figure. Azure was above them, his hands caging them in and holding him up, a soft smile on his face like always, though more devious considering the circumstances.

"Don't worry Two Time, I'll make sure you enjoy yourself."

One of Azure's hands trails towards Two Time's waist, fingers sneaking under their shirt and kneading the skin underneath. Two Time shudders at just how cold Azure's fingers felt.

"What if the others find out-?"

"They won't find out. I'll make sure of it. Come here, let me help you relax."

Azure leans closer, Two Time sitting up some to meet him in the middle and enter a soft kiss. Azure's hand trails further up, just barely touching the underside of Two Time's breast, and the kiss grows deeper, more passionate.

~~

Hidden in a nearby bush, crouched, Two Time watched 007n7's shadow through the fabric of his tent, whimpers and whines leaving his mouth as he fingered himself. He was much more audible than Elliot or Guest 1337 had been, though it doesn't help that tent fabric is thin and he was being somewhat loud. With how close Two Time was to the tent, they could even just barely hear the sounds of wet squelching, vulgar and egregious.

007n7 was a strange one to Two Time. They didn't know him all too well, but the way rumors spread around the cabin about him, how he had been silently outcasted by the rest of the survivors, living outside in a tent rather than a nice cozy cabin like the rest of them.. it intrigued them. He always seemed so sad, so pathetic, practically a ghost inside and outside of rounds, simply taking whatever anyone said to him regardless of what it was.

Yet, despite all of this, he still finds it in himself to masturbate.

A sudden moan rang out from the tent, more high pitched and whinier than the others. This isn't the first time Two Time has watched 007n7 masturbate, far from it even. Quite honestly, Two Time might've lost count. Also quite honestly, they weren't keeping track in the first place. 007n7 pants and whimpers, curling further into himself as he speeds up his movements.

Two Time has never masturbated before. They had barely done anything remotely sexual, though it wasn't like they ever really had the opportunity to do anything. Quitely, as they stared at 007n7's silhouette, they wondered what it would feel like if they tried right now.

Two Time shifts in their spot, hand reaching down to try it for themself, only for a twig to snap under their knee. 007n7 gasps and stops moving, Two Time freezing up in the same exact way.

"... H-Hello-? Is- Is someone there-??"

Oh no.

Two Time makes their escape before 007n7 has a chance to ever see them.

~~

"How could the both of you! Ashamed of yourselves you should be!"

Two Time stood there, shivering and cold, half naked, Azure next to them in a similar situation. Two Time couldn't bring themself to look up at the higher up yelling at them, struggling to keep their composure and not break down in front of everyone. Two Time, a loyal Spawnism follower, not a single wrongdoing on their record, caught on the verge of having sex.

"Azure, you especially should feel ashamed! How dare you attempt to corrupt our beautiful Two Time and trick them into following misguided pleasure, such as you do?!"

Two Time turns their head to look at Azure, Azure looking at the higher up with a frown on his face. Azure, a troublemaker, constantly breaking and bending rules, so many wrongdoings listed on his record. Oh how Two Time loved him so, but... was that true? Was he just.. tricking them? Surely not, right?

Azure loves them. He wouldn't ruin their reputation like that, would he?

~~

The middle of a round. The middle of a round, and Two Time has discovered the reason why no one had died yet.

Hidden in a corner, Chance and Mafioso laid there, bodies intertwined and grunts hitting Two Time's ears. It was a sight to behold; although Two Time couldn't see it all too well, having to hide mostly behind a wall and only peek out a single eye, what they could see was still extremely raw. The two looked sweaty and disheveled, clothes haphazardly pushed to the side just enough for them to enjoy themselves, Mafioso's hand around Chance's neck as the gambler continued to flip his coin in a free hand.

"Don't- Don't think this relieves you of your debt-"

"H-Heh, I assumed that was the case already. ~"

Quite honestly, Two Time didn't even think about the possibility that the killers would be chasing sexual pleasure as well, though it made Two Time feel dumb the longer they thought about it. The killers are people too, that much can be gathered from their connections with some of Two Time's fellow survivors, of course they would also have sexual wants and desires. Though, Two Time is still a little surprised that the first killer they witness in the act is Mafioso. That man always seemed so collected and confident, not a single smudge on his image, so seeing him like this was a little jarring.

Mafioso bounces on Chance's dick, wet squelching catching in Two Time's ears. Sadly the angle they were at didn't show much of the good part, Mafioso's coat covered basically everything, but it was still an enjoyable show nonetheless.

"S-Such a bouncy bunny there, huh Sonni?"

"Quit your chatter o-or I'll- hh- I'll make you quit myself and snap your neck-"

Wow, these two are a lot chattier than anyone else Two Time has seen. It was fun, they liked the banter. Hearing Mafioso get so worked up over being called a 'bouncy bunny' got a soft chuckle out of them.

Mafioso's ear twitches, and suddenly he stops, Chance confusedly looking up at him. Suddenly, Mafioso snaps to face Two Time, the head turn happening so fast they felt their heart skip a beat. They run before Mafioso has the chance to kill them for watching.

~~

"Psst, Two Time."

Two Time turns on their bedside lamp, staring up at Azure leaning over them. They were just about to fall asleep when Azure decided to come in and pester them. "Hm..? What is it, Azure?"

"Sorry if I bothered you, but would you perhaps mind if I slept with you tonight?"

Two Time blinks, a soft smile already creeping onto their face. "Azure, you know you don't have to ask, I allow you in everytime."

Azure chuckles awkwardly, Two Time scooting to the side as he begins shuffling under the covers. "I know, I know, but I still want to ask anyways-!"

Two Time sighs and shakes their head, their smile bigger now. Azure was always so thoughtful when it came to them, always making sure Two Time was okay with whatever he was doing, sometimes even asking several times despite the answer always being the same. It was cute, sweet even.

Azure switches off the lamp, now snuggling up against Two Time and spooning them. Two Time hums, the warmth emanating from Azure comforting on such a cold night. His arms wrap around them, safe and secure, lightly grabbing at Two Time's sleep shirt. Two Time closes their eyes.

...

.. Suddenly, a hand begins creeping under Two Time's shirt, and their eyes snap back open in an instant. "Wh-what are you doing?"

Azure freezes, pulling his hand away as if Two Time's skin burned him, "Oh, Spawn forgive me- I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking-"

"It's fine, Azure, just... unexpected, is all. You didn't do wrong."

Azure's hand lands back on top of Two Time, no longer under their shirt. "Okay, okay... sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable-"

"I know you do, Azure. You're very sweet for that."

Azure doesn't reply, and an uncomfortable silence rests between the two of them. The spot that Azure touched on their skin tingled, burned, as if he had rubbed poison ivy over them. Two Time wasn't sure if they were just imagining that feeling or not.

"... Hey, Two Time."

"Yes?"

"I.. actually wanted to ask you something."

"What is it, Azure?"

Azure's hand trails back down, fingers grabbing at the rim of their shirt but not going under. "Do you want to.. you know, try again?"

Two Time freezes up at the question. Azure notices almost immediately, hand moving back away.

"Uh, Two Time...?"

"... No." Two Time shuffles, almost pulling themself away from Azure some. "N-No, I don't want to try again.. not here, not anywhere else."

Two Time could feel the disappointment ebbing off of Azure, his posture somehow changing despite the both of them laying down. "Oh.. Alright. I won't ask about it again. Sorry."

"It's okay, Azure."

"..."

"... Good night, Azure."

~~

Two Time stared at the ceiling of their cabin, unable to sleep. Everything they've seen since they arrived here was on their mind, how their fellow survivors would give into their carnal desires with one another, how they would do things when they thought they were alone, how even the killers would have moments of seeking pleasure. It was... strange. Almost alienating.

Following Spawnism, sex with those you weren't assigned to for reasons other than copulation was practically unheard of, shameful even. Yet, for some reason, everyone here is going at eachother like horny dogs. Why here, of all places? A limbo of their own making, forced to die over and over for the amusement of some unknown god. Why would they want to have sex in here, of all places?

Two Time blinks. They had offhandedly heard Shedletsky making a joke about relieving stress by jacking off once, is that the case for everyone here? Are they seeking pleasure to ease their mind of the horrors and sorrows that plague them?

It would make sense for 007n7 at the very least.

...

.. Slowly, Two Time's hand creeps down their torso, trailing further and further until they reached their pants. Two Time shuffles and pulls them off, taking their boxers off soon after. They sit up some and look down at themself, their nerves rising as a shaky hand reaches down to spread their folds. Two Time swallows thickly. Are they really going to try masturbation for themself?

They trail an experimental finger through their heat, the feeling making them shudder. Finger finding their entrance, Two Time pushes it inside and basically squeaks at the feeling, their legs trying to close instinctively. It felt so weird, so foreign, yet good at the same time.

They push deeper, probably going slower than they should've, but frankly they don't care. Giving a few little test thrusts with their finger, they decide to start pushing in a second one, sighing and closing their eyes as the pleasure only heightened. Eyes closed, they begin unconsciously thinking about Azure, imagining the fingers inside of them being his, gentle and caring and slow enough for them to adjust. "Don't worry Two Time dear, I'll take care of you," he would probably say.

They pump their fingers into themself faster, letting out a soft moan and continuing the fantasy with Azure, their lover holding them close and whispering sweet nothings into their ear. This felt good, really good...

"Ashamed of yourselves you should be!"

 

Two Time's eyes snap open.

They freeze up, the sight of their higher up standing at the foot of their bed frightening them, face full of rage. Two Time couldn't hear the rest of what they were saying, but it hurt, they could feel that it hurt.

"Ashamed! Ashamed!" Was all they could make out. Breath quickening, they pull their fingers out of themself and stare down at them, heart skipping a beat at the sight of their shaky hand covered in blood. Suddenly, they were outside, soft grass stained red and the moonlight colder than usual, the sight of Azure's corpse in front of them sending them into shock.

"Ashamed! Ashamed!" They could barely make out what was happening, it felt like so much was happening at once. They were shaking, hyperventilating, terrified. Tears stream down their face as they close their legs, closing their eyes only bringing the sight of Azure's body closer.

"No no no no no-"

"Ashamed! Ashamed!"

Two Time let's out a choked sob, curling in on themself. There was blood everywhere, why was there blood everhwhere.

"I'm sorry- I'm sorry, please- I'm so sorry-"

 

Two Time blinks.

They sit there, still sobbing, still shaking, confused as they were suddenly right back in their cabin room. It was like nothing even happened.

They put a hand on their chest and look down, only to pause at the sight of blood still on their fingers. It wasn't as much blood as before, but it was still there. It was only then that they noticed a weird soreness between their legs, opening them to see a small bit of blood trailing from their vagina. Oh. They weren't even sure when that happened.

Two Time frowns, puts their boxers and pants back on, and starts making their way outside. They need some time to relax. The lake should help. Probably.

Wash away the evidence of any wrongdoings. Yeah.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of Two Time is a Sex Freak