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Ranboo took a deep breath as his Uber finally parked in front of the house. "Thank you." He said to the driver, getting out of the car and getting his luggage out of the back, watching the car drive off.
Well, he finally made it to Tubbo's house, he was gonna face everything he had to. He sighs and walks up to the door, ringing the doorbell and hearing Tegan yell: "I'll get it!" from inside. After a moment the door opens, Rocky runs out as soon as it does. "Rocks- ah, forget it. Oh, hi Ranboo!" Tegan says, opening the door wider and stepping to the side slightly to let him in.
"Hi Tegan, is your mom and dad here?" He asks, toeing his shoes off near the door before the two start walking towards the extension. "Nah, Dad's busy and my Mum's at work. Toby's here though, he's on a business call I think." Once she finishes talking, they're at the extension door.
"Alright, I'll keep that in mind. See you later!" They share a small hug before Ranboo enters the extension, seeing Tubbo right at the microwave. "Fucking- piss and shit!" He exclaims, holding a hand to his chest as he calms down. Ranboo snickers and waves. "Nice to see you too?"
Tubbo mumbles and takes his food out of the microwave, he says 'c'mon', making Ranboo grab his bags once again and follow him into the main room. Tubbo sits down at his desk and starts doing something on his computer, giving Ranboo the time to put his stuff in the loft.
He then clears his throat, catching Ranboo's attention. "On the steps." Ranboo tilts his head at Tubbo and hums quizzically. "Sit on the steps, Ran." Ranboo feels a chill go up his spine. Tubbo's using the exact same voice he did when he called him during the subathon. Ah, that's what he wanted to talk about.
Ranboo nods as he puts down the cords he was messing with and sits down on the steps, knees slightly pulled up to his chest. Tubbo was so hot when he was commanding. He hardly survived not jerking off on the plane. Well, he actually did, but no one needed to know that. "Ranboo, are you even listening?" Tubbo says, now standing in front of the steps, a frown with narrowed eyes set in his face.
"I- uh, I am now. Sorry I just-" Tubbo holds up a hand, cutting Ranboo off. "Save it." He sighs and rolls his eyes. "Guess I'll repeat myself. Since someone doesn't know how to listen." He huffs and sits on the couch, facing Ranboo with an unimpressed expression. "Basically, today's gonna be a good day. We're gonna go and hang out with the gang today, y'know, have some fun, probably go to the beach, get some food, pretty much the whole nine yards."
Ranboo nods, he then feels the slight relief he felt in his stomach twist into a twinge of fear as Tubbo grins. "But, after all that, when we come back here? Your ass is mine." Holy shit. That was really- no! Stop it dumbass, this sort of shit got you into this. He's literally going to beat the fuck out of you, don't think about how bruised you'll be… how broken… shit. He's gonna hurt me so good-
Ranboo's head snaps to the side as the slap rings out in the room. His cheek burns, why does it burn? Ah, right, Tubbo just slapped him. Tubbo grabs him roughly by the chin and forces Ranboo to make eye contact. "You really can't fucking listen can you?" He tightens his grip, making Ranboo wince and grab at his wrist. "N-No, I-I-I can, please I'm sorry I-" "Shut. The fuck. Up."
Ranboo's mouth shuts with a clatter of his teeth, Tubbo humming in response. "Better, but you're not pulling that shit again, so get your head out of your fucking ass and listen, alright?" Ranboo swallows a whine and nods. "Now when we come back, maybe we'll do some stuff so you can settle in a bit more. But then after that, I'm using you ‘til sunrise. I'm not letting this body rest until I think you've had enough, got it?"
Ranboo feels himself throb in his pants, chiding himself for getting aroused already. "Yeah, I got it." Tubbo lets go of his face with a smile and pats his cheek. "Good, now get ready, we're meeting up with everyone at the beach."
And just like that, he walks off into the kitchen to get his food from the beeping microwave. Ranboo stays on the steps in shock, purposefully ignoring the slight throbbing in his pants. Tubbo would just be proven further correct if he got off right now, plus he deserves the punishment, he knows he does.
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"Tom!" Tubbo says with a smile, running up to the blonde standing on the beach with Wilbur. As soon as he spots him he meets the brunette halfway and picks him up in a hug, spinning him around as Tubbo giggles. Wilbur smiles at the two then gives a fake salute to Ranboo, the other nodding at him. Ranboo walks past the two and goes to Wilbur, giving him a brief hug. "Good to see you big guy, 's been awhile!" Ranboo nods with a small smile, trying to keep his eyes from drifting to Tubbo.
"Yeah, I know! We honestly should've hung out a bit more before I left, cause it feels like it's been forever since I've seen you." Wilbur shrugs. "Eh, I get it, people get busy. Speaking of, didn't Tubbo say-"
"Well look what the cat dragged in!" A voice proclaims from behind him. Turning around he sees Billzo, Freddie and Aimsey walking towards them. Bill and Freddie already took their shoes off, Aimsey lagging behind slightly to get theirs off as well. Ranboo feels a smile form on his face as he rolls his eyes. "Well I could say the same to you, Bill." Ranboo says with fake malice, pulling Bill into a hug once he's close enough.
"Hey, I'll have you know I didn't leave the country, thank you very much." Bill says matter-of-factly, Ranboo once again rolling his eyes as he gives Aimsey a hug. "Yeah, yeah ok. Well I'm almost here for good, ok? I just need to get a few more things ready."
Ranboo feels a punch on his shoulder and turns to see Freddie. "That better be the fuckin' case. ‘Cause I'm gonna lose it if I have to hear Aimee complain one more time about being bored-" Aimsey kicks him in the knee. "Anyways, shouldn't we get going to the fair?" Ranboo laughs at the antics and nods, looking to see Tommy and Tubbo talking near the back of the group, Wilbur at the very back.
Hm, interesting. Ranboo shrugs and everyone starts the walk down to the boardwalk, talking about all the things they had 'missed'. And though Tubbo would only chip in every now and then, it was still nice. He could get used to this, finding healthier ways of not interacting with Tubbo. Plus, they were very nice to him, so he had no place to complain.
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"You're fucking me!" Wilbur complains, prompting laughter from Billzo and Ranboo. Wilbur slams two more tickets onto the counter of the fair stand, really determined to get this oversized raccoon plush that was hanging teasingly at the top back left of the stand. He had already used about ten tickets on this thing, Ranboo tried to tell him to just save his tickets but he was very determined. Ranboo knew why, Wilbur had told him recently that Tommy's gotten a fascination with the little trash bandits, so he was most definitely getting it for Tommy.
"Wilbur, c'mon man, you're holding up the line!" Bill says through his hysterical laughter, Wil just shooting him a glare and turning back to calculate a different angle to hit the bottles with. Ranboo rolls his eyes and walks up to Wil, putting a hand on his shoulder and taking the ball out of his hand. "Here, lemme try." Wilbur huffs and takes Ranboo's drink and tickets, freeing his hands for him to throw, he then backs away back to Bill with a spiteful 'shut up', making the boy shut his mouth with muffled laughter.
Ranboo takes a second and looks at the bottles. It seemed simple enough, he had three baseballs to his all three stacks, it was about 10 feet away from him total. He then saw the thing that was tripping Wilbur up, there was a ⅛-inch ledge in the back of the tables they were sitting on, meaning the bottom row wouldn't knock out unless it was from the top of the bottle. Got it. Taking a breath he draws his arm back and throws, he hits the bottom middle bottle, and the whole tower collapses, the bottles falling to the ground with an aggressive amount of clattering.
He pitches the other two balls and the result is all the same, the ring of lights around the stand flashing and a bell sounding off his victory. Wilbur woops loudly behind him. "Let's fucking go Ranboo!" Ranboo laughs and points at the raccoon, the stand worker hooking it down and holding it out. Wilbur snatches it out of their hands before Ranboo can even reach for it, making him hold his hands up in mock surrender with a laugh. "Ok, it's yours Wil."
Wilbur grumbles, "Damn right." into the top of the plushie's head, hugging it close to his chest. "I didn't know you liked raccoons Wil." Bill chats, the three of them finally leaving the cursed stand. "I don't." The conversation seems to die off at that, Wilbur hugging the plush as if it was his lifeline.
A beeping sounds from Bill and he pulls out his phone and sighs with an eye roll. "Fuck, blood sugar's low. Can we stop and get some food real quick?" Ranboo nods and looks around for a moment, he then spots a food vendor a little away. "Feelin' funnel fries?" Bill groans in delight and nods. "Fuck yeah, it's been so long since I've had those." Ranboo laughs and looks at Wilbur who's still clutching the plush. "You want anything Wil?" He mutely shakes his head. "No? Ok."
Why is he so quiet all of a sudden? Is something wrong? Ranboo hums then leads the group over to the stand, once the three order their food and drinks, they find a small table to sit at, the plushie taking up a fourth slot at the table. Bill practically inhales his food with a burp. "Alright, I'm gonna go look for the others since it's getting late." Ranboo nods and doesn't spare him a glance as he walks off, he's too distracted at Wilbur's behavior.
He's idly playing with his food while messing with some of the 'fur' on the plush, fixing some of the hairs on it. "Wil?" He hums with a slight tilt of his head towards Ranboo, not drawing his line of sight from the plush. "Are you ok?" Wilbur lets his gaze slide from the plush to look at Ranboo, his eyes are somewhere else however, sort of dazed. What's going on in that head of yours, Wil?
"Yeah, why do you ask?" Liar he's lying, he's hardly keeping a gaze fucking, eyes on ME- "I mean, you just seem a bit away from today, y'know?" Ranboo says, he tries to keep as much faux worry in his voice as he can, it must work cause something in Wilbur's expression changes, he suddenly looks a lot more tired. "I mean- well it's nothing big I-I guess but-" Wilbur sighs.
"Ok, Ranboo I'm gonna cut the shit with you, ‘cause you're probably one of the few people who would probably understand. ‘Cause I know Tommy talked to you about it at one point." Ranboo nods though his mind is running a million miles a minute, is he talking about the call- "Yeah, well, me and Tom had a uh, a bit of a falling out. He's not pissed at me per say but he's definitely not happy, I may or may not have said something, and he may or may not have said something back. But we just- I-" Wilbur groans in frustration.
"I care about him so much Ranboo, so much that it's honestly probably a bit concerning. And-" Wilbur gestures wildly to the air before plonking his head down onto the table, a heavy sigh leaving him. "I don't know Ranboo. I just don't know. I've never made him mad before, it's just, it hurts."
Ranboo can finally feel a small bit of relatability to the conversation, he knows anytime he would make Tubbo upset he would be upset for the rest of the day, even if it was just a joke. Ranboo sighs and lets a hand fall onto his back, rubbing up and down his spine. "I get it, I get it. Look, of course it's gonna hurt Wilbur, new feelings that you've never had beforehand hurt the worst. But you know he still loves you, right?" Ranboo can feel Wil go slightly stiff under his rubbing, before hesitantly nodding against the table.
"And you love him?" Another nod. "Then it doesn't matter, if you both know that you care for each other, then that's all that matters in the end." Ranboo sighs softly. "Even if you think they don't know it." Wil sighs and nods before sitting up, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, ok, I guess you're right." He sighs again, a small smile making its way onto his face. "Thanks Ranboo."
Ranboo shrugs and pats Wilbur on the back, letting his hand return back to his lap. "It's nothing Will, I just don't wanna see you beating yourself up." Wilbur laughs and brushes his hair back, gaze drifting to behind Ranboo. "Well, speak of the devil."
Turning around he can see the rest of the group walking towards them, all holding various prizes won from the fair. Tommy, of course, is the first to make it over and goes straight to Wilbur but before Ranboo can begin to listen to their conversation a small enderman plush hits his face. He makes a noise of surprise before scrambling to grab it before it hits the ground.
He looks up to see Tubbo stifling a laugh while looking at him. "Sorry, I just had to. Your shocked expression is so fucking funny man." Ranboo rolls his eyes and looks at the plush, it's very simplistic, the head is about the size of his palm and it's holding a grass block. Was he thinking of me when he got this?
Ranboo looks at Tubbo and can't hold back the smile that passes over his face. "Thank you." Tubbo shrugs and scratches the back of his head. "Eh, it's nothing, I just don't want it and all the other prizes were kinda shit." He says nonchalant, checking his phone. "Shit, my dad's gonna be here soon, c'mon let's go." Tubbo says, turning around and walking off, not waiting for Ranboo.
Ranboo stands up and gives everyone a hug goodbye, noticing the big smile on Tommy's face as he hugs his new raccoon plush close, talking about something to Wilbur who's holding his new heart covered squirrel plush under his arm. Cute. Before Ranboo walks off, Freddie holds his hug slightly longer. "I know Toby didn't let it show, but he spent like, twenty dollars worth of tickets to get that plush. We were literally watching him play that game the whole time we weren't with you guys."
Freddie raises his eyebrows at the plush with a 'you get it' look. He got this for me, and he spent all that time trying to do it?... Maybe it's like an apology for when we're home.. Or maybe he just wanted to get me something nice. No matter the meaning, Ranboo feels a smile melt onto his face at the thought. He gives Freddie one more hug before pulling away, waving goodbye to the group as he jogs off to catch up with Tubbo.
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"Stand there, Ranboo." Tubbo says, voice now completely void of motion as he points to the middle of his living room. Ranboo swallows, he knew this was coming, it was half of the reason he came back. He guesses he just wasn't ready for the sudden mood change from the fair.
The car ride home wasn't tense in the slightest, he teased Tubbo a bit for trying to get him the plushie so hard. He was so cute getting all flustered over it. And the conversation was very casual. But he guesses he should've been ready anyways, Tubbo warned him this morning.
He gathers his last bit of pride and stands to where Tubbo pointed, keeping his hands static at his sides. "Stay there, I have to get some stuff ready." He turns to the kitchen before pausing and turning back, his eyes glimmered with a dangerous sparkle. "Move an inch, and I'll break your fucking jaw."
And with that, he turns back into the kitchen, closing the door behind him. Well, this is it. He wasn't sure how it was gonna go, but he wasn't gonna back out of this. He deserves every bit of pain that's coming to him, even if Tubbo breaks some of his bones he wouldn't care. He deserves it, he knows he does.
Tubbo eventually walks back into the room, some towels and water in his hands, he tosses them up into the loft then stands in front of Ranboo. "You cleaned yourself, yeah?" Ranboo takes a breath before simply nodding. He didn't know if Tubbo wanted him to talk or not. Tubbo's eyes narrow and twitch before he suddenly draws a fist back and clocks Ranboo square on the side of his jaw, knocking him to the floor.
His head narrowly missed the couch behind him, but his head was still throbbing as if he did hit it. He could feel his head still buzzing from the initial impact. With a groan he props himself up on his elbows for a moment before getting kicked in the jaw, his head snapping back and hitting the couch, making him yelp. He holds his head and curls up slightly.
"Get up." Tubbo orders, voice now stern and full of a heat he can't quite place. Ranboo plants a hand on the ground and begins to push himself up, tears already welling in his eyes. He can hear a scoff before another foot comes in contact with his stomach, he can feel the bruise already as he flips right back onto the ground.
He knows he would look pathetic in anyone else's eyes. Being backed against a couch by someone seemingly weaker than him while not even being able to have the chance to stand? That's ridiculous, crazy even. Which is why he can feel that same shameful heat rise in him when his cock twitches at the image.
"God, you can't do shit right can you?" Tubbo says, grabbing Ranboo's jaw and forcing him up to his knees so he's making eye contact with him. A wicked smirk grows on Tubbo's face as he sees tears leaking out of Ranboo's eyes, it then turns into a frown as he sees the bulge between his legs. "Of fucking course you're hard. Fits a freak like you."
He caresses Ranboo's face for a moment before slapping him, Ranboo's head whipping to the side, teeth clenched while holding back a groan. "Fucking," Tubbo grabs Ranboo's face again and forces eye contact. "Look at me, whore."
Ranboo swallows a groan and shifts up so he's fully on his knees. His head was throbbing with dull pain now, it was perfect. "Now look, here's how this is gonna work. You," Tubbo's grip tightens, making his throbbing head pulse for a moment. "Are gonna take every single thing I give you. No complaints, and no questions. When I ask you something you answer, got it?" Ranboo nods, making Tubbo roll his eyes and slap him once again, grabbing his jaw again before he takes too long to look back.
"Verbally, dumbass. Answer me verbally, ok?" "Ok." Ranboo hadn't noticed how broken his voice sounded, it was already shaking. Tubbo nods and lets go of Ranboo's face, standing up fully. "Good, seems like you can listen to that much. Now," He cups Ranboo's face in a hand and turns it, to observe his face. "I think your face is way too clean right now."
Ranboo shivers as Tubbo rubs his thumb over his lip, humming in thought. He's then grabbed by his shirt and thrown to the ground. Tubbo sits on his stomach and lands five punches to his face, one hitting him smack dab in the nose, blood pouring out of it. Tubbo then cups his face and turns it once more, a smile blossoming on his face.
"Much better." Tubbo stands up and stretches before sitting on the couch. "C'mere, in front of me." Ranboo raises himself on shaky arms and scoots over to the spot Tubbo described, keeping his hands folded in his lap. Tubbo spreads his legs and beckons Ranboo closer, the other moving to the edge of the couch.
He then hums. "You're wearing too much, take off your clothes, don't get up though." Ranboo nods and stops himself, cringing at every forming bruise he brushes over. Once he finishes and folds his clothes next to him, he repositions himself back at the couch.
Tubbo sighs expastehadly, as if it was annoying that Ranboo didn't know what to do from here on. He unzips his pants and pulls out his partially hard cock, looking at Ranboo unimpressed. "You see this?" Ranboo can feel his own cock twitch as he nods, practically salivating at the appendage. He then sees the threatening look Tubbo gives him and spits out a 'yes'. "You see how it's not hard yet?" Another yes. "Yeah, you're fixing that, c'mere. Hands on my thighs."
Ranboo moves himself ever closer and puts his hands on Tubbo's thighs, tilting his head back as Tubbo threads his fingers through his hair. "If you use teeth at all, I'm gonna knock 'em out and fuck your mouth properly, got it?" Ranboo nods. "Ok." "Good, now get to it."
Ranboo suddenly feels nervous, he knows Tubbo won't knock all of his teeth out, but the nerves about doing good still fester low in him. He sighs softly and kisses the tip of his cock, watching it twitch and grow slightly as a reaction. He licks the head into his mouth and suckles on it, groaning softly at the taste.
Tubbo sighs annoyed and grips Ranboo's head harder. "God, I have to do everything." He yanks Ranboo's head forward, forcing the other down on his cock making him choke from the sudden motion. His throat spasms at the large mass blocking his airways, his eyes screwing shut from trying to calm down.
Tubbo groans at the constantly moving wet throat wrapped around him. He decides to not be gracious, instead he begins moving Ranboo's head up and down instantly, cock finally hardening from the action. "Fucking finally.." He sighs, hearing the choking finally stop as Ranboo takes a deep breath and lets his throat open.
Ranboo on the other hand was on cloud nine. Barely any oxygen was reaching his lungs, but it was just enough to keep him conscious to feel the constant burning in his lungs. And the way Tubbo would just force his head up and down his cock was making it all the better. His scalp burned from how hard he was pulling, sure, but he still felt like he was in heaven.
"You better get me nice and slick, this is the only prep your getting before I fuck you." Tubbo huffs to the air, pleasure finally making its course. After a bit more Tubbo finally decides to pull Ranboo off, reveling at the boy's flushed and damp face for a moment. He was taking heaving breaths, eyes nearly shut but still hazy with pleasure, his lips wet and swollen.
Good, Tubbo thought. He looked good broken. Tubbo brushes aside that thought before he can dwell on it too long. He pulls Ranboo by his hair, making him whine. "You better hope this is enough." He kneels down and pushes Ranboo's head to the ground, making sure to use enough force to make him groan in pain. Keeping a hand in his hair, he unbuttons his pants and pushes them a little lower, falling about mid-thigh.
"Y'know what? You can talk again, I wanna hear your whiny bitch voice beg for me." Tubbo grabs Ranboo's hips, making sure to hold them tight enough that he can see the skin under it turning white. "T-Toby I- ah, fuck!!" Ranboo doesn't even have the chance to start apologizing, as Tubbo forces himself into the hilt, groaning at the tightness of the other.
"Yeah, doesn't feel good when something's being forced onto you, huh?" Tubbo takes a moment before pulling his hips back and starting a moderate pace, not slow, but not bruisingly fast. Ranboo can feel his insides being torn apart, the extreme lack of prep on Tubbo's end was definitely starting to show.
The pain was so much, it was perfect. He could feel every drag and push from Tubbo. How his walls were being torn to shreds by the barley lubricated cock sliding in and out of him, god, seeing how it was getting smoother, he's probably bleeding now. And the bruising grip on his hips, the bruises everywhere on him. It still kinda hurts to breathe hard, his stomach having a large bruise from the kick it received. He hated that he loved it. He deserved everything he was getting. He knows he does.
Ranboo could feel himself crying, hiccuping out moans as the thrusts become slower, each drag and push feeling like wet sandpaper. His chest keeps scratching against the rug under him, making his nipples feel all overused, the whole front torso being near flushed red. Tubbo gives a harsh thrust and laughs as Ranboo's arms scramble against the rug, getting very poor grip.
"Yeah, bet you didn't want your first time getting fucked to be like this, huh? Did you?" Ranboo sobs as Tubbo's speed increases and shakes his head, more tears dampening the carpet under him. "N-No, never like this Toby." Tubbo huffs in a similar way to a laugh and grabs Ranboo by the back of his head, holding him down. He leans down into his ear, warm breath puffing into it from his consistent thrusting.
"You know, I thought the same thing when you ripped my first time away from me."
Ranboo's brain pauses for a moment. He didn't know that Tubbo was.. "Toby I didn't- ah, mm, I'm sorry I didn't know, I," He hiccups another moan as Tubbo presses his hips against him, pressing further than he had before. "I was what, a virgin?" He scoffs, giving a snappish thrust. "Don't act like you wouldn't rape me even if you did know. You know you would fuck me no matter what, wouldn't you?"
Ranboo's chest feels tight, his head is spinning at the constant pressure in him. The pressure from Tubbo's words just made him more breathless. "I-I'm sorry.." Tubbo laughs then bites down on Ranboo's shoulder, the boy crying out as the skin opens, blood seeping onto his tongue. He gives a brief lick over the bruised and bloody shoulder before leaning back and starting a much more harsh pace, pistoning in and out of the other.
"Sorry doesn't get my fucking virginity back." Tubbo mutters, ignoring the slight burn in his eyes as he thinks about how he lost his. Ranboo continues to only moan and sob as Tubbo continues to thrust, shaking in his grasp, blood still leaking out of his nose onto the carpet below. "Toby- 'm close, hurts- hurts so good." Tubbo scoffs. "Of course you like this, you would, wouldn't you? You're a fucking pain slut."
Ranboo has a full body tremble, vision going spotty as his orgasm rocks through him with a cry, cum dirtying the carpet under him. "Ah- ah! Toby! I'm, gah- oh! You, mm!" The overstimulation was already starting to hit him, his body nearly spasming with each thrust. Tubbo rolls his eyes and grabs Ranboo's shaking wrists and pins them above his head, pinning his head to the floor with the other hand.
"Shut the fuck up and take me, bitch. You know you deserve this." Tubbo can feel himself getting close, the boy's now fully slick walls are just making it all the better, along with his whines and broken moans. And he was right, of course he was right. He deserves the treatment. He deserves a taste of his own medicine for being a sick twisted fuck. He knows he does, he deserves punishment.
"Fuck!" Tubbo's body stills as he spills inside of the other, painting his insides white. With nothing to hold him up, Ranboo falls to his side before Tubbo's done, making some of the last spurts hit his thighs.
Ranboo is tired already, chest heaving as he lies on the ground, bathing in his afterglow for a moment. All of that is, of course, ruined as Tubbo sits back on his knees, brushing some hair out of his face with a sigh. "Alright, c'mon we're not done yet, get up." Of course not, that was only one orgasm, why would they be done?
With a groan of effort, Ranboo gets himself up to his hands and knees, relying on the small bit of strength he had to keep himself up. Tubbo laughs. "Jesus fucking christ, this is how you are after a bit of a beating and an orgasm? How the fuck were you anywhere near strong enough to fucking rape me if this is how you get?" Ranboo flinches, he knows he is one, he's painfully aware that he's a rapist, but something about hearing it said to him by the person he raped is so.. something. He can't quite figure out the emotion, but he knows it's not something the common person should feel.
Tubbo gives a huff of effort and pulls himself to his feet. "Turn around." Ranboo swivels himself on his knees, tilting his head up to look at Tubbo. He takes Ranboo's face in his hand and turns it once again, purposefully pressing into the forming bruise on his chin. "Hm, I don't think I fucked you up anywhere near enough yet." Yes, please, hit me again, beat me, make me bleed more please- Ranboo feels himself twitching at those words, sitting up straight he can now feel the mix of blood and semen dripping out of him.
Tubbo cringes and stands up straight again, wiping his hand on his leg as if he touched something gross. "Yeah, of course you still want that." Tubbo shrugs with a sigh. "Whatever."
Now Ranboo can't quite recall every hit that landed on him, couldn't begin to tell you how long it was for either, but he did find out that Tubbo had a lot more toys then he thought beforehand. He had these things called 'vampire gloves', they were normal cotton gloves that had little spikes all throughout the palm of them, remember that they were first some sort of pain play specifically but most likely intended for scratching purposes, not direct hits. He also had a riding crop, a whip, and a paddle with the word 'slut' carved in the middle. He almost wishes he could see what he looks like now, but he can feel the effects of the beating he received.
His nose was given more hits, as was his face in general, his stomach was more blue and purple than any other color right now, blood beading to the surface in some spots from the gloves. His ass felt like it was set on fire, and he knew it was bloody and bruised. He got twenty hits from each toy down there. He has rope now tied around his wrist, which is sitting behind his back. All in all, he was in pain, most of it dull but it would always spark up anytime he moved. It was perfect.
Ranboo coughs from his position of laying on his back on the floor, feet planted on the ground and knees propped up as Tubbo grabs his chin once more. "Hey," He taps the side of his face with his hand. "You with me?" Ranboo tries to center his eyes from gliding back and forth across the ceiling, seeing that same almost bored expression sitting on Tubbo's face. He swallows more blood that threatens to leave his mouth and nods, hearing a near whispered 'thank fuck' before Tubbo clears his throat.
"Good, wanna make sure I didn't fuck you up too bad, want you to be awake for this." Ranboo makes a small noise of confusion before Tubbo sits down on his stomach, knocking all the wind from his lungs. He reaches behind him and makes a motion before moving a bit more, Ranboo jolting as he feels a slick hand wrap around his once again hard cock. "A-Ah, Tobyy-" His voice is absolutely destroyed, every breath he takes in makes his chest ache and his throat cry, he wouldn't have it any other way.
"Shut up, this isn't for you, it's to make sure I don't tear myself." Tubbo spits out, letting go of Ranboo and wiggling a finger inside himself, eyes lidding at the pleasure. Something about Tubbo doing something so simple like fingering himself on top of Ranboo had him close already, he could feel the heat in him burning him up, he so badly wanted to touch Tubbo, somewhere, anywhere. But he just had to lay on the floor, hands tied behind his back while Tubbo did everything to and for him.
"Ok, ah- should be enough." Tubbo says, pulling his fingers out and raising his hips up, reaching under him to line Ranboo up with his hole. The shudder that wracks through Ranboo's body when he enters Tubbo would probably be worrying without the context of how wound up and sensitive he was, the pain had already done wonders for him, but this was just the icing on the cake. Tubbo inhales sharp through his teeth, face scrunching up before relaxing slightly once he reaches the base, resting for a moment. "F-Fuck you and your stupid b-big dick."
Ranboo would laugh if it didn't hurt to do so, Tubbo chuckles softly at his banter, there's not one drop of humor behind it however. He sighs and raises his hips back up, letting gravity drop him back down, groaning softly at the feeling. Ranboo rasps out moans as Tubbo starts a pace, head swimming from the pleasurable pain that was wafting through his body. The pleasure was driving from Tubbo's heat being around him, it's nearly sucking me in, he's so warm, he knows I should be in him, he loves it, he can't help hims-
"Y'know, I actually liked you for a bit." Tubbo huffs out, tracing his fingertips down Ranboo's chest while the other hand caresses his face. Ranboo suddenly feels more disoriented than he has all night. He liked- since when did he- he's lying, there's no way-
Tubbo sighs a laugh and moans softly, legs readjusting to hit his prostate a bit better. "Yeah, sounds crazy doesn't it, liking someone that raped you?" There it is again, that weird feeling pooling in his gut, his bones feel heavy at that word. "Well, for a while I just thought that I was having a lot of wet dreams." Tubbo leans himself down and presses his chest to Ranboo's, the taller hissing out in pain at the contact. The new position made it a bit difficult to continue receiving pleasure, but he now has to essentially grind against Ranboo for his cock to be moving in and out of him at all.
"But, then I woke up one of the nights," Tubbo's face is so close to Ranboo's, hot breath tickling his ear. Ranboo can feel his heartbeat against his own, it's beating so quick. It must be because he's confessing his love for me, god, I love you too sunshine. "And you were forcing yourself into me." Ranboo remembers that night, it was the same night he decided he needed to start mixing stronger sleeping pills into Tubbo's nighttime drinks.
"And I remember asking what was happening," Tubbo slows his pace to a grind, mouth hovering over Ranboo's ear. "Do you remember what you said to me?" The taller sighs and tilts his head back, swallowing to find his voice. "I-I said, mm, 'don't worry sweetheart, I'm just, ah, taking care of y-you.'" Tubbo nips at Ranboo's ear, relishing in the broken squeak that emits from his mouth before facing him, brushing their noses together. He's so close, please, please don't tease me like this sunshine. I won't ask for anything else ever again, I won't take you or talk to you ever again just please-
"I was so scared, Ranboo." Tubbo presses a soft kiss to the side of Ranboo's mouth, a violent shiver going through his body. So close, so close but not enough please just a little closer- "And the thing is, I knew I was awake, I knew what you were doing, but I just," Tubbo sighs and pushes himself back up, a whine leaving the boy under him. Such a tease.
"I don't know, I couldn't be mad at you. It was," Tubbo blushes and looks away with a soft smile, covering his mouth with one hand as he arches his back, a small tremble taking his body. "A little nice having that kind of attention on me. To know that someone was so obsessed with me that they would do that sort of stuff when I didn't know."
He liked it? I raped him and he liked it? Is that why I could do it so much without him 'waking up'? Tubbo tilts his head back with a groan and wraps a hand around himself, bouncing slightly. "Fuck, I don't know. I just- mm- fuck!" Tubbo's hips jut into his hand as he spills across Ranboo's stomach, moaning through the orgasm.
Everything else in the entire universe suddenly becomes inept, the only thing that matters is Tubbo on top of him right now, panting softly in the moonlit room from the aftershocks of his orgasm. He's so gorgeous. Love you so much Hun, with all my heart, with all my body, fuck I'm yours, all yours- Tubbo takes a deep breath and sits back slightly, pulling Ranboo's torso off the ground into a sitting position. He pushes Ranboo's legs behind him, making it easier to sit in the older's lap.
"Here, lemme," Tubbo reaches behind Ranboo and undoes the knot for the rope around his wrist, arms flopping to the ground uselessly. Tubbo laughs at this. "C'mon, I give you the ability to touch me and you don't take it?" Ranboo whines at the teasing and flexes his hands, letting them slowly snake up his legs and settle on his thighs, thumbs rubbing back and forth across the skin. Tubbo hums and rocks his hips back and forth slightly, Ranboo squeezing at the skin in his hand from the motion around his cock.
"Yeah, don't worry, I didn't forget about that." Tubbo wraps his arms around Ranboo's neck, using it as leverage. "Not like I could anyways, you're fucking massive." Tubbo murmurs, a smile flickering for just a moment as he feels Ranboo twitch inside of him at the words. "Fuckin' praise slut." Ranboo groans through tight lips, head bowing from how weak and heavy his body felt.
His body was aching in such a nice way he felt like he could sleep honestly, but it was nowhere near sunrise, so he had a bit more time. And with Tubbo constantly changing technique of torturing, he didn't know what to think, or how to for that matter. A gasp tears out of him as Tubbo scoots closer, pulling Ranboo's head down so he's hovering right above Tubbo's face, staring right into his eyes.
God those dark mocha pools, Ranboo had lost himself in there so easily. It was one of the many things that Ranboo loved about Tubbo. And he's close, again. Fucking, Love, Honey, Sweetheart please, please stop teasing me like this. Just kiss me, please please-
As if Tubbo can hear him he hums softly then pulls Ranboo down, slotting their lips together with a sigh. Finally, fucking finally. And yes, Ranboo had kissed Tubbo before, but he would always be asleep, or 'asleep', when they would kiss. It was never like this, Tubbo would never be the first to initiate it, and he would definitely never press back into it. This almost pulls at Ranboo's heart, making it feel like this is the final thing, a goodbye almost. Since Tubbo never did anything like this and definitely didn't seem too happy with the situation, this was sort of like a parting gift for him.
I'll still love you Sunshine, I don't think I could stop even if I tried. Tubbo groans softly as Ranboo wraps an arm around his lower back, pulling him closer while making the still erect cock in him shift. Tubbo threads his fingers through the back of Ranboo's hair, their lips now moving together as if they had done this countless times, well, they technically had in a way. But this was different, it felt more genuine.
Ranboo feels a whine bubbling in his chest when he pulls back, it takes him a second to open his eyes but as soon as he does he falls under the spell the other’s eyes seem to cast once again, inky pupils nearly taking up all the space in his eyes. Tubbo hums and cups Ranboo's face in his hands, rubbing his thumbs back and forth under his eyes. "Your eyes are so pretty, all red like this.." Tubbo murmurs, kissing him again and sighing when pulling away.
"I think I still love you." Another kiss, this time on his jaw. "No I, I know I still love you." On the right corner of his mouth. "But you-" He cuts himself off to sigh and kiss Ranboo again, pressing closer than he ever has before. "You fucking hurt me Ran, you hurt me bad." Another on the lips, Ranboo wraps his arms around his waist to pull him closer. "And I know it would be bad to stay with you." Another one. "But I just-" He hums and kisses him again, deciding to slowly roll his hips again, rising up on his knees slightly to get a better angle. "I don't think I can forget you Ran."
Ranboo feels like he's being set ablaze from the inside, everything feels like too much and too little. Tubbo loves him, somehow he still loves him after everything he's done. Light of my life, of my world, my moon and stars, I'll never forget you, I'll always love you. I'll be here forever, even if you change your mind.
A soft moan from Tubbo pulls him back, he's using a slightly faster pace to fucking himself onto Ranboo's cock with, head bowed a bit and eyes screwed shut from pleasure. You're so pretty, Sunshine. Tubbo chuckles softly and looks up through his bangs, one eye glimmering in the moonlight. "'Sunshine'?" Ranboo tilts his head before flushing bright red, body going warm as he realizes that wasn't in his head. Good job dumbass.
Ranboo groans in embarrassment and can no longer make eye contact, hiding his face in Tubbo's hair, praying that his body will heat up enough to pass out from heat exhaustion. "I didn't mean to say that." He even smells nice, he's sweating and he still smells nice. Tubbo laughs again and shakes his head slightly to dislodge Ranboo, he gives him a quick kiss on the lip and pulls back with a smile. "I mean, it only makes sense that you had a nickname for me, you have been fancying me for a while. I'll think of one for you."
Tubbo removes Ranboo's arms from around him and pulls himself off of him with a grunt. Ranboo whines at the loss and Tubbo shushes him. "I just wanna do something else, no complaints, remember?" Shit, Ranboo kinda forgot that this was still technically a punishment type thing, he got so caught up in the general feelings of domesticity that he lost his place. Ranboo nods and swallows, body finally focusing on the dull throbbing pain it’s experiencing. "R-Right, sorry."
Tubbo shrugs and pushes Ranboo onto his back, settling between his legs and throwing them over his shoulders. "It's alright, I think this is gonna be the last one, for me anyways, but you have maybe.." He thinks for a moment, counting on his hands before snapping. "Two- no, three more? One of them you might be too gone to even feel honestly." Tubbo says all this while slicking himself back up, now pressing against Ranboo's entrance. When did he even get hard again?
Ranboo can't ponder too long as Tubbo pushes himself in with a grunt, not waiting before starting a much more neck break pace than the previous one."Ah, Toby- I, mm! So good- I, ah!" Ranboo rambles, hands grabbing uselessly at the hands gripping his hips, they finally latch onto his wrist. Tubbo laughs breathily. "It's a bit funny how easy it is to overpower you. Crazy how you ever fucked me over, you just kinda submit when you get pushed around. Is it just ‘cause it's me?"
Ranboo can't think, maybe it was the sudden change of a soft and tender moment to a heat filled fucking, but everything was so, much. Tubbo notices this and rolls his eyes, he draws a hand back and slaps Ranboo, the boy's head snapping to the side with a moan from the stinging pain left behind. "I asked you a question, Boo."
Right, words. That's a thing. "It's you, fuck, it's always been you. God Toby- I love you so much I- mm, I can't think about, ah, anything but you. You're always- ah, fuck me- there!" Ranboo cries, eyes rolling back as Tubbo slams into his sweetspot, planting a foot on the ground to get a better angle.
Tubbo hums a laugh and turns Ranboo on his side, choosing to jerk him off as he pistons into him. That makes Ranboo lose it, a pleasure filled scream tearing through his throat as he shakes. "Oh my- AH, TOBY! Mm, more- god please more, I'm so close- I'm gonna cum- I'mma- ah, Toby- TOBY!!" Ranboo's throat is absolutely burning from how much he's been yelling, but he can't help himself. I'm a whore for him, I know I am, I'm his whore, only his, I love him so much, I'll let you do this all day.
The two reach their orgasms at the same time, Ranboo's much more intense in comparison to Tubbo's. His whole body trembles as his legs kick and spasm, cum and some clear fluid squirting out of him, broken sobs, moans, and Tubbo's name flowing out of his lips. Once Tubbo finishes, he slowly draws his hips back a little bit, cock giving a feeble twitch at the sight of Ranboo's battered hole, tensing around him while dribbling cum.
"Oh wait, I almost forgot. You said you were clean right?" Ranboo nods. "Yeah, why do y-" Tubbo sighs as a flood of warm liquid fills him, and he- oh.
It was pee. Tubbo was peeing in him… That really shouldn't turn him on, but somehow his spent cock starts to fill with blood once again, rising back to life.
Christ, I really am a perv. I'm literally getting turned on by my love interest pissing in me… Mm, maybe I shouldn't dwell on it too much. Ranboo puts a hand over his mouth as Tubbo rocks his hips back and forth slowly, the stream finally coming to an end.
"There we go, that's better." Tubbo pulls his hips back fully now, a mix of cum, piss, lube and a bit of blood now dribbling out. "Christ, really gave you your fill, huh?" Tubbo says, starting a stroking pace once again as if Ranboo didn't just cum. Ranboo simply whines and takes it, hips twitching up into the pumps every now and then.
This orgasm happens faster than he can keep up with, dick twitching pitifully in Tubbo’s hand as a small amount of cum dribbles out, drooling down his hand. "There we go, good boy."
Holy shit. Holy shit.
Ranboo's hips jerk away from the touch as he sits up, grabbing at Tubbo's arm. "Toby, ah- Toby wait a second, I can't cum anymore I- mm! I don't think anything's- ah, please just sloOw down!!" Ranboo whines, trying to move away but finding it futile as Tubbo's other hand holds his hip in place, making sure he can't get away from the painful pleasure. "Ah calm down, you like pain anyways, yeah? Just focus on the good parts."
Ranboo sobs, head falling onto Tubbo's shoulder, jerking and trembling in his grasp. If he couldn't already think, he definitely wouldn't be able to now. All that was running through his mind was how sore his cock felt, and it was so painful that he was going numb at the feeling. Fuck, this is the best pain I've ever felt, this is so much better than cutting, this is miles better than cutting. I want this fore- fuckI'mcummingagain-
Ranboo's twitches and shakes, hands latching onto Tubbo's shoulder as he bites down on the skin near his neck. "T-Toby, p-please I can't I- ah! Wait- stop, genuinely stop- it's not gonna be cum- please I don't-!" Ranboo's voice breaks as his cock gives a weak twitch, a bit of cum spurting out before a steady stream of pee leaves him, body finally ceasing the trembles, relaxing as he melts into Tubbo.
"'M sorry, 'm so so sorry." Ranboo hiccups, eyes suddenly welling up with fat tears as he continues to pee, Tubbo angling the stream so it hits Ranboo's chest. He can feel the warm liquid pool under him, filling him further with shame. "Shh, you're ok Ran, I did this on purpose don't worry."
What? I knew he wanted me oversensitive but really? He wanted me so overwhelmed and shaken that I just piss myself? God, he's messed up in a different way. I swear my love for this boy grows everyday. ♡
Ranboo sniffles one more time, finally being let go as Tubbo pulls Ranboo into his lap. "Wrap your legs around me." He complies, Tubbo then picks the two of them up and walks into the bathroom, setting Ranboo on the counter with a kiss to the head. "You did great by the way." Tubbo says, grabbing some towels and clothes that are sitting on top of, ironically, the dirty clothes bin.
"Thank you." Ranboo murmurs, now feeling very drowsy since the action was over. Tubbo awes and gives Ranboo a quick peck on the lips, ruffling his hair some. "You're tired now huh?" Ranboo nods and blushes slightly at the words, that little bit of touch got him way too soft and gooey. "Aw, it's ok Bugga-Boo, I'll clean you up, ok? Just see if you can stay up for me."
Ranboo nods and allows himself to be picked up and put inside of the warm and bubble filled tub, Tubbo making his way into Ranboo's lap and sitting down. He cups some water in his hands and pours it on Ranboo's head, getting shampoo in his hands next and lathering it into his hair. Ranboo's eyes flutter shut at the feeling of those fingers running through his hair, making Tubbo laugh at the soft behavior. "God, you are like a cat." Ranboo hums and attempts to glare at him but just as he tries Tubbo scratches right at the back of his head, making a much more pleased hum ooze from him.
"'M not like a cat, jus' like your touch.." Ranboo was leaning so much into Tubbo's hands that his head nearly hit the wall when Tubbo eventually stopped. "Uh-huh, yeah, sure you aren't meow-meow." Tubbo teases, making Ranboo snap out of his mini daze and roll his eyes. "Oh my god, you are never letting that nickname go, huh?" Tubbo laughs and pours some more water on his head. "Nope, you're stuck with that for the rest of your life."
"Bruh." Ranboo groans, making Tubbo laugh. They fall into a small period of silence after that, the soft sounds of water moving in the tub and a soap covered towel moving across Ranboo's body filling the room. He's so gentle with me. Like I matter, like if he presses too hard I'll crumble away. Like he cares about me.
Tubbo then pauses his cleaning once he finishes getting the last bit of stuff out of Ranboo. "Ran, I have a question." His voice was a lot different than before, now lacking the joking tone it once had. It was so subtle it would probably go unnoticed by anyone else, keywords: anyone else. "Yeah, sure what is it?" Ranboo tries to keep the sound of nerves out of his voice.
Tubbo's hands curl around his forearms and- oh. Right, he forgot. "You don't have to tell me, shit, you don't even have to answer but, where did these come from?" His left hand trails lightly over his right scar covered thigh, flinching as it hit some of the mildly fresh lines on his skin. God, I was hoping he wouldn't bring those up.
Ranboo sighs and suddenly finds it difficult to make eye contact. "I- ok, I'm not like, suicidal or anything ok? It's just, I don't know, it feels nice, I guess? At first, yeah, I wasn't feeling the best when I started doing this, but then it hardly even had to do with the fact of that sort of thing. It was just more of a, I want-slash-deserve to feel pain right now, but death would be too nice." Ranboo spits out, watching Tubbo's face shift to a concerned expression.
"Ran, that's really not-" "I know it's not healthy, that's why I'm going through therapy. That's why I don't do that anymore. It only really happens when I spiral, it's genuinely no big deal, and you don't have to worry about it." He feels irritated, Ranboo doesn't even know why, Tubbo's just concerned. But for some reason the more he talks about it the more upset he's getting. I don't even want to die anymore. It's just self-discipline, it's normal to discipline yourself, what's the big deal?
Tubbo huffs and raises an arm out of the water, kissing at the scar stained wrist. "As long as you're trying to not do that anymore." Tubbo hushes into his skin, thumbing over the marks on his thigh as he kisses at his wrist. "Why do you care anyways?" Ranboo mutters, eyes stinging slightly, no, stop it you idiot. You're gonna make him feel bad.
Tubbo looks at Ranboo and tilts his head. "What do you mean?" When Ranboo doesn't respond he takes his face in his hands and makes him look at him. "Ranboo, what do you mean by that?" Ranboo refuses to acknowledge the feeling of tears sliding down his cheeks. "Why do you care that I've hurt myself before? Shouldn't you be happy about that? That your rapist almost killed himself?"
He knows his voice was already shot from his screaming, but it shakes from his emotions. You're weak, he's being concerned and you're crying? That's pitiful- shut up. "What? Ranboo that's not all you are to me, did you miss like, that whole confession I said a while ago? And on top of that, if I really thought of you like that I would press charges, not invite you over for a fuck-fest."
Tubbo wipes off the tears staining Ranboo's face. "Hm, here, let's get up, we're gonna turn into prunes if we stay here." Ranboo nods and lets Tubbo pull him out of the tub, guiding him to sit on the sink counter. "Towels and clothes are next to you." Tubbo says, draining the tub and grabbing a towel of his own to clean his hair.
Ranboo dries himself off, hoping Tubbo doesn't notice how he rubs over his faded scars slightly harsher than anywhere else on his body. "Alright, up we go." Tubbo says, picking Ranboo up bridal style as soon as he finishes getting the large varsity jacket over his shoulders. He squeaks and wraps his arms around Tubbo's shoulders, making sure he doesn't fall.
"Oh calm down, I'm not gonna drop you Boo, I'm strong, I got you." Tubbo says, laying the two of them down in his bed, pulling the blankets over the town of them while wrapping himself around Ranboo.
In all his time of obsessing over Tubbo, he never saw himself as the little spoon. This was nice though, he could see the appeal. A shiver goes through his body as Tubbo rubs a hand over his stomach, his own bare chest pressing into Ranboo's back as he kisses at his shoulders. "I love you so much, Boo."
Ranboo goes stiff in his grasp, Tubbo feels this and uses the hand on his stomach to grab one of Ranboo's hands, thumbing over his knuckles. "And I mean it, I really really do love you Ranboo. I know you've done bad things, but I just-" Tubbo gives a kiss to his neck, slotting his face next to his ear. "I know we can work through the kinks together. I wanna be there for you like you were for me."
Ranboo prays that Tubbo's face isn't close enough to see the tears sliding down it, but he knows he can feel his shaking breaths from how close they're pressed together. "Do you love me?" The question rings through the air like a bell, much louder than life itself, and it makes Ranboo turn around in Tubbo's arms and look at him, not caring about the tears anymore.
"What?" Ok, maybe that isn't the best response, but that seemed like a trick question almost. Like, why would he ask him that? Obviously he did- "Do you love me?" Tubbo asks again, as if he was repeating a simple question. "Yes, of course I do, I love you more than anything, more than all the stars and systems combined, of course I love you Toby." Ranboo takes Tubbo's face in his hands and feels his heart warm slightly as he smiles at the contact. "I thought that would be obvious by now."
"Oh it is," Tubbo says, giving Ranboo a quick peck on the lips before pulling back with a smile, cupping Ranboo's face in his hands as well. "I just wanted to hear you say it. Like I said, it's a little nice having someone obsessed with you." God I love you. The kiss they share once again is full of love for once, just pure love. Not lustful hate, not passion and grief, just love.
It's perfect. And sure, there's gonna be better ones in the future, but for now, this would do. Tubbo yawns into the kiss and pulls away. "Sorry, didn't mean to do that." He laughs softly and hugs Ranboo close, tucking the taller's head into his neck. "Anyways, it's bedtime, ‘cause I'm tired as shit." Ranboo laughs and wraps his own arms around Tubbo, his heartbeat pressed right against his ear, which makes him all the more tired.
"Alright, goodnight Toby." "Night Ranboo, I love you."
Ranboo smiles. "I love you too Toby."
And he means it.