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Mafioso knelt down in front of Chance.
He unzipped his pants and let them fall.
Before beginning, he stroked Mafioso's hair, petting his bunny ears.
Mafioso was trying to relax his throat.
They both made a bet that if Mafioso couldn't kill everyone in the round, he would be the bottom this time.
And if Chance's gun exploded, he would be the bottom.
Mafioso had never been the bottom. Yes, they've done this several times before, but it was always Chance being the one being unable to walk the next day, not the other way around.
"Come on, bunny...open up~!"
Chance took off his boxers and let the tip of his dick touch Mafioso's lips.
He reluctantly opened his mouth and licked the gambler's cock.
He wasn't used to this and it felt quite humiliating. Hopefully nobody would know about what happened between him and Chance tonight.
As he licked more of the gambler's lenght, he was patted in the head. His bunny ears lifting up a bit and was called "Good boy"
Chance held it for Mafioso to suck. He had never been done things like this before. He let it enter his mouth and sucked it. His tongue curling around it as the gambler's hand grasped Mafioso's hair.
He started sucking it faster, being careful to not go to his throat which had not fully relaxed yet.
Chance seemed to be taking pleasure of this, seeing Mafioso being the one kneeling down and recieving all of the punishment.
"Hmmm, and you've never been fucked before~? You're doing it quite good for someone unexperienced"
Pre-cum leaked from the tip of his dick.
He didn't know if he should swallow it or spit it out.
But he swallowed his pride and the gambler's sperm too.
He started sucking it faster just to end with it, but when it hit the back of his throat, his gag reflex made him feel nauseous.
How could Chance deal with this when they did?
Noticing Mafioso's discomfort, the gambler pulled out his lenght of his mouth, letting him catch his breath and recover from the nausea.
He stroked it and finished in his face, cum staining a bit of his hair and falling on the floor.
"Ngh....fuck you" He tried cleaning it off his face and hair before Chance gave him a roll of paper to clean it.
"You better not tell anyone about what happened here with me. If you do, I'll make sure your gun explodes next round no matter what" He threatened before the other grabbed his chin to make him look up at him.
"I'm sure I won't need to tell anyone what I did to you for them to know"
Just as the mafia member stood up he was pushed by the gambler into the bed. He wasn't expecting that and due to said thing his bunny ears perked up, but he remained there, stunned.
Mafioso lied on the bed, his wrists held down gently by the gambler which was also kissing his neck.
The shorter one gently leaving bite marks on Mafioso's neck.
Slowly, he moved down and moved the taller's coat away to have more access to the neck.
The gambler started leaving bite marks near his collarbones too, their hand moving lower to his hips. Caressing his side.
Suddenly, the gambler's hand slid down his shirt. Their warm hand touching his skin. The other one moving down to the bulge in his pants to stimulate him further.
He let out a soft moan as Chance's hand came in contact with his crotch and the gambler kissed him the moment he did, sliding his tongue inside Mafioso's mouth.
Wanting to feel more of the sweet taste of his mouth, Mafioso deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue inside Chance's mouth too, the latter making some soft moans before cutting the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between their mouths.
Chance moved his hand down to Mafioso's pants, his hands stopping at the waistband of it and sliding them off but not removing them entirely.
He bent down between his legs and started kissing his thights.
He could feel himself getting harder every second. His cock being neglected of Chance's attention and touch
Chance slightly touched Mafioso's crotch, sending a shiver down his spine.
A moan escaped from his lips, unable to hold it back.
His underwear was then removed and the gambler started stroking his lenght. Soft moans escaping his moans.
"You aren't this loud when you're the top."
"S-shut it!-" The wet feeling of Chance's mouth surrounded his cock,he tried covering his mouth with his hand to avoid making any sound, but his efforts were useless, no matter what he tried.
It hit the back of his throat, and unlike mafioso, he didn't feel nauseous, actually, he made it go deeper into his throat.
But that pleasuring sensation left and Chance left him craving for more.
"You're so loud, I wouldn't want the others to come back from the round and hear what's happening inside~!"
The gambler grabbed something (a thing with a ball and tied it around Mafioso's mouth to muffle his moans)
After making sure it was tight enough so it wouldn't fall of, but not as tight as to hurt mafioso; he shoved the older's cock back into his mouth and sucked it again, earning a muffled moan from Mafioso
Mafioso then pulled Chance's hair and shoved his cock against the gambler's throat.
His muffled moans echoed in the bedroom, he was getting close. His hands moved to grab this bed sheets.
Every single moment he felt his dick touch the wetness of the gambler's mouth he moaned and tightened his grip on the sheets.
Chance's hands were still on Mafioso's hips. Sometimes moving up to caress Mafioso's side.
He came inside of Chance's mouth, the latter swallowing his cum (as he's normaly the bottom, he doesn't have a problem swallowing it, unlike certain Mafia boss).
A trail of saliva was left behind then, Chance grabbed some lube and applied it in his own cock before placing his hands in Mafioso's thighs to open the mafia member's legs and have enough space.
Mafioso was suprised by the sudden penetration. It hurt a bit as he was never been the bottom before. His hole was tight, anda of course, his inner walls tightened around the gambler's dick
"Ok- I knew you were never fucked but I didn't thought you'd be this tight" He slowed down to not hurt Mafioso. It was still painful but much less now that the gambler had slowed down.
He let out another muffled moan and turned his head to look at the clock in the nightstand.
Still 12 AM.... Time didn't seem to pass here, at least not how it does normally, most of the time it was cloudy and rainy, no sunlight in sight, if it wasn't raining, then it was nightime.
He moved slightly his hips as Chance started going faster. He could feel getting closer and closer with every time the gambler's dick hits his prostate
He could feel it building up as the overwhelming pleasure took over his entire being.
"Ngh~ harder~" he tried to say but it was only heard as mumble due to the strap.
His breathing quickened as he felt like he was about to bust all over the sheets. He tried to hold himself back but Chance came inside of him, making him cum too.
The gambler stopped and pulled his dick out of the now not so tight asshole to avoid stimulating Mafioso.
The bed sheets were stained with his seed as well as Chance's.
As he stood up, his legs were shaking slightly but pulled up his pants and adjusted his belt as if nothing had happened.
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Mafioso walked into the killer's cabin with a limp. His footsteps were unsteady as he walked towards his room.
1x4 look at John Doe whom was sitting in front of them
"I told you he got fucked by the gambler tonight...." The embodiment of hatred said and John stared back at them.
Due to the corruption, he could no longer speak normally or make facial expressions
"No! You won't fuck me tonight too!" They yelled at him.