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Cleaner Hq was same as always, same grimy floor, same graffiti, same people, so why was Tamsy so mad? By all accounts, it was a beautiful day outside—as beautiful as a day in the pit could be, no trash storm, the occasional hint of sunlight, and the smell of trash wasn’t as pungent. But even so, Tamsy has that same old scowl on his face. He paced around the break room, his normally impassive expression broken by the occasional twitch of his eyebrow as he tried to quell the storm of emotions within about what had happened. Amo, the way she took advantage of the others, and most of all, how she used Delmon. Tamsy didn’t consider himself to be a jealous person, not even an envious lover—if you could call them that, they really should have just been partners, work partners, professionals! Always working together, in their own small team, somewhat alone, isolated aside from the 2 of them… if it weren’t for the few times they….
Tamsy did his best to quiet his thoughts, he knew Delmon didn’t mean anything by it, it wasn’t his fault he rushed to protect a random girl while Tamsy was forced to restrain him, but even so, Tamsy was furious! Those hands, those big arms and strong body, were for him alone, his chiseled chest-those thick fingers. His powerful body; only reserved for 2 people that Tamsy knew of; himself and Delmon’s past lover. Maybe this was what this was about, Tamsy knew nothing could compare to a first love, seeing how Delmon had reacted to Amo, standing in front of her, defending her with his life, even letting himself get scratched up but those ropes—that’s how it should be for him now, he thought, gritting his teeth. He wanted-no, needed Delmon back to himself, he wanted to devour the man all over again, and he knew just how to do it.
That night, Tamsy knocked on Delmon’s bedroom window. Delmon’s bedroom was neatly organized, with flower pots, small planters and candles in various corners of the room, the flower blooms giving the setting an almost romantic feel. Delmon was sat on his bed, needles clinking as he sat there, knitting like an old woman, humming softly to himself, the candlelight catching his soft expression. Tamsy needed that man-now, “Delmon,” he said calmly, startling the older, larger man, his robes billowing in the cool night air.
Delmon couldn’t shake the feeling that despite the pale moonlight, cool winds and calm atmosphere, he was in trouble for something. He adjusted his hat before opening the window, Tamsy immediately slumped against the larger man’s chest, putting on the facade of a more sad, sleepy self.
“Del~I couldn’t sleep,” Tamsy sighed, rubbing his face against Delmon’s huge chest, barely able to wrap his arms around the huge man, Delmon stumbled back, flustered by Tamsy’s sudden closeness, Tamsy normally didn’t like to touch anyone, using his ropes and his long sleeves to avoid any physical contact, but here he was, clinging to Delmon like his life depended on it.
“Tamsy-! Oh-tamsy” Delmont yelled, careful to correct his tone as to not awake the others. “Tamsy-what are you doing here?” He asked, blushing as Tamsy climbed up his massive body like a squirrel.
“Baby~” Tamsy cooed, “I couldn’t sleep,” he whined, rubbing his face against Delmon’s neck, “looks like you couldn’t either,” he said sternly, before putting the facade back on, plopping onto the bed nearby. That poor bed—originally made for an average person was bent under Delmon’s weight after countless nights of the big guy sleeping there, covered in soft handmade quilts and blankets, the bed creaking with every subtle movement Tamsy made.
“I’ve been thinking,” Tamsy said, twirling his hair, “we both seem like we’ve been stressed lately, we can help each other again, relieve that stress,” Tamsy whispered, leaning forwards on the bed, his robe hiking up to reveal his pale thighs. Delmon blushed a deep crimson,
“You’re not—mad at me?” He asked, twiddling his thumbs and blushing like a child being scolded, even though he could easily snap Tamsy in half, he stood there, shyly.
Tamsy rolled his eyes, he wasn’t suited for emotions, especially not when he was this horny, “Of course not Del, why would I be mad?” He asked, slinking over to Delmon’s side, hugging his hip. “Unless, you did something to make me mad,” he said, his voice returning to its cold tone, the sexy sweetness gone in an instant, “you wouldn’t make me mad Del, and if you did, you’d make it up to me right?”
Tamsy asked, placing his head right at Delmon’s navel, “should I be mad at you Del?” He whispered, narrowing his eyes,
Delmon pondered weather this was worth it or not, he had suspicions that Tamsy had a screw or two loose, he didn’t love him any less, Tamsy was perfect; even if Delmon was a bit scared of him. That didn’t change much however, Delmon was still contemplating weather or not to stick his dick in crazy tonight, because Tamsy seemed more unhinged than normal. Not to mention, Delmon felt guilty for some reason, really guilty. He always felt bad for small things, crushing a bug, bumping into people, he could never be too kind. Delmon gently reached down, tilting Tamsy’s chin up to look at him, “Are you mad at me Tamsy? Be honest baby,” He said, his voice shaky, gritting his teeth, how could he be so stupid? Think Delmon think! You must have done something to make Tamsy this sad—how could you be such a jerk?!*
*guys am I doing this right? Idk how to write third person thoughts, anyway—
Tamsy clicked his tongue, gritting his teeth impatiently as Delmon apologized, “I’m sorry baby—I can’t remember what made you so mad! Tell me! Tell me so I can make it right! I wanna see you smile baby!”
Delmon yelled, sure to wake up everyone else, as spirited as he was. Tamsy rolled his eyes, impatiently waiting for the stream of apologies and begging to stop, at least he knew Delmon was sorry. Finally; he had enough;
“I’m mad because I want you to fuck me!”
Tamsy yelled, startling Delmon, “Fuck me! I want to have sex! I want you to do what I say, and make me feel good; and right now, apologizing isn’t doing it for me!” Tamsy said sternly. Delmon sunk to his knees almsot instinctively, like a well trained dog,
“Yes Tamsy,”
He said, blushing as Tamsy sat on his lap.*
*im ace and this is my first time writing something freaky so uh—pls give constructive feedback in comments! Back to the story!*
Tamsy deftly removed his own robe, revealing how he had nothing at all underneath, his body was pale, with occasional scars that marred his skin. His light body hair darkening the lower it got on his body, his happy trail unkept and dark, trickling up to his navel, like the longer portion of his hair.
He was covered in piercings, some on his hip, his ears were littered with rings, spikes and ornaments, there were barbell piercings on his nipples, and something he was personally proud of, his multiple barbell piercings on his proud cock, half erect and throbbing with anticipation, the ring piercing on the tip covered in precome. “Baby, why so shy?” Tamsy teased, grinding his bare ass against Delmon’s bulge, “I’m literally in the palm of your hand. Touch me!” He demanded, leaning back against Delmon’s chest. Delmon obliged, reverently tracing Tamsy’s sides, his large rough hands leaving hit trails in their wake, Tamsy shuddered, eagerly arching back into Delmon’s fingers, gasping as Delmon rubbed his calloused fingers against Tamsy’s nipples.
Tamsy chuckled inside, he had trained Delmon well, meanwhile, Delmon was red in the face, seeing Tamsy like this never got old he always felt like it was his first time, shy and unsure. He gently traced circles around Tamsy’s nipples, before squeezing the pale pink buds gently, tightening the pressure as Tamsy ground harder against Delmon’s growing bulge. Delmon eventually pulled his hands away from Tamsy, earning a scalding look as he began to undress himself. Tamsy struggled to hide his wide grin at seeing Delmon’s body, it was so rugged, with tanned skin, small scars and cuts on the skin, he was huge—everywhere, with a thick huge cock, almost as big as Tamsy’s torso that made the smaller man drool. Tamsy lurched forwards, “Lean back,” he commanded, Delmon obliged, his elbows pressed against the floor as he watched Tamsy loom over him. Tamsy dragged his tongue up Delmon’s length, his tongue leaving a burning hot stripe of sensation, he kissed the tip, sucking at it before lowering his head, coughing slightly. Delmon sat up slightly, using a large hand to guide Tamsy’s movements, stroking his hair reassuringly.
Tamsy loved the pain, the lack of air as he choked on Delmon’s cock, most importantly he loves seeing Delmon helpless beneath him, this behemoth of a man reduced to a blushing mess under his ministrations. Tamsy surged forwards, drooling and moaning as he took Delmon deeper, one hand working the lower part of the shaft that wasn’t in his mouth, the other fondling Delmon’s heavy sac as he squeezed slightly, just enough to border on painful. Delmon placed his forearm over his face, blushing furiously. The sight of Tamsy, tears in the sides of his eyes, lips swollen, eyes rolled back was almost enough to make Del come immediately. Finally, Delmon’s hips bucked wildly, Tamsy let out a soft moan, pulling off the larger man, sticking his tongue out lewdly as Delmon came on his face in thick hot ropes.
“mmh~good boy,” Tamsy cooed, sitting up, straddling Delmon’s hips. Delmon sat up, placing a hand on Tamsy’s thigh,
“Let me prepare you first! I don’t want you to get hurt!” Delmon yelled, hugging Tamsy close to his body. Tamsy didn’t care weather or not it hurt, but he complied anyway, lifting Delmon’s hand and sucking on 2 large fingers, “so fussy, you’re really going to make me wait even longer?” He asked, his tongue swirling provocatively around the digits. Delmon turned ten shades brighter than a tomato, steam practically billowing from his ears as he watched Tamsy’s display,
“I’m so horny, but you’re making me wait,” Tamsy whined, leaning back and falling on the floor dramatically frowning as he furrowed his brows, spreading his legs wide, a blatant invitation for Delmon to take him. Delmon sighed, pressing the 2 fingers into Tamsy’s entrance,
“You’re too tight! I cant stand by and let you get hurt,” Delmon yelled, loud enough so the others may have heard. Tamsy’s own noises quickly shushed him, panting and moaning, whining with every thrust, pump and twist of Del’s fingers. Del angled his fingers, pressing hard where he knew Tamsy liked it best; leaning down to kiss Tamsy’s neck, and chest. Tamsy couldn’t stop moaning, mewls like a cat in heat as Delmon ducked his nipples and pistoned his fingers in and out of the smaller man. Tamsy arched his back, lifting his hips just enough to feel Del’s fingers deeper in his body.
“Del—Now! I want it now!” Tamsy cried, his composure broken as he snapped up, pushing a surprised Delmon to the floor,
“You’re mine!” He rasped, before Delmon could process the sudden ferocity of Tamsy’s actions, Tamsy sank down onto the larger man’s cock, his belly bulging with the size. “F-fuu~ that’s the spot—“ Tamsy groaned, bouncing up and down, “Baby~can you feel that?” Tamsy groaned, his insides clenching hard around Del’s cock, Tamsy bit his tongue hard enough to draw blood, moaning as he tasted the coppery tang. He rocked his hips, slamming them down, the sounds of their coupling echoing through the room, Tamsy’s mewls and Delmon’s grunts of pleasure along with the flesh slapping on flesh. Tamsy’s whole body burned, his prostate battered with every inch he took. Delmon grabbed Tamsy’s thigh, “Tamsy—im close,” He said, blushing as Tamsy grinned down at him, his cock, and hair bouncing with each thrust, “hold on a little longer Del? You can come inside if you do,” Tamsy panted, rubbing his own perky nipples. Delmon blushed again, obligingly placing a hand over Tamsy’s belly, feeling the bulge go in and out of Tamsy’s abdomen before finally coming undone, filling Tamsy’s insides with hot streams of cum. Tamsy panted, the sensation of being so full causing him to cum as well, splattering himself and Del with his cum, painting their chests and thighs with his release. He let out a loud sigh as he slumped over onto Delmon’s chest relaxing as he felt the larger man’s cum dribble out his ruined entrance. “You’re mine Del, never forget it,”
*Rudo was up, washing his hands, the aching of his fingers causing him to stumble and groan in pain. His ears were ringing, and he could have sworn he heard something-thumping? Yelling?! It sounded like something banging against the walls. And was that a cat? Rudo pushed his ear against the wall, blushing as he realized he he sound was more fleshy. He slowly pulled his ear away from the wall, he had heard enough.*
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