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He didn't know how he found himself arguing with Creek in the forest clearing. But here he was, both screaming at each other like maniacs. Which was usually the norm for them.
“Why are you even still here fighting with me? Go back to CandyLand and you fucking looney toon” Branch groaned.
“You're so insufferable you know that! Maybe if you weren't such a dick, people would actually want to be around you!” Creek hissed.
“Unlike you, Creek, I don't need people to like me to feel good about myself! I'm not some egotistical asshole like you, I don't get how everyone adores you. You're fake tree hugger meditation bullshit is exhausting, and embarrassing.” Branch huffed in annoyance.
“Well at least I'm not some emo loner, who thinks he's some bad ass mastermind, when really he's just some freak locked in his own self made cage!” Creek was really starting to piss him off.
Branch scoffed “Well I'm happy in my cage! You're clearly bored with your life if you have to fight with me all the time. Finally done chasing around a girl who doesn't even like you?” He smirked.
“At least I could handle the death of my family, you let it ruin you.” Creek spat venomously. That was the last thing Branch needed to push him off the edge.
He lunged at Creek, knocking them both to the ground. Creek gasped as the wind was knocked out of him from the fall. Branches extra weight on him not helping. Before Creek could even try to recompose himself he feels a strong disorienting strike to his face. Branch punched him as hard as he could in the moment. He felt nothing but anger, looking at Creek beneath him he saw thick blood start to pour from his nose.
Creek was able to regain himself and focus on the male on top of him. He saw Branch’s smug face. It pissed him off to no end. “You’re Grandma would be so disappointed.” He groaned out weakly trying to agitate Branch more.
It definitely worked, all Branch could see was red and he was hearing a high pitched ring as he started to strangle the guru beneath him. Creek brought his hands up to Branch’s, trying to pull them off. He was completely out of it until he heard Creek “F-fUck” the purple one inhaled sharply.
That seemed to pull Branch out of his temper trance, he looked down at the boy beneath him, studying his face. He was red In the cheeks and he had a glossy look over his eyes, blood streaming down his face. Branch almost started to feel bad until he felt the others hands leave his and slide down to his thighs, raking up them. Branch grasped slightly harder at creeks neck in shock at the actions. Creeks hand shot up to Branch’s hips, and pulled them down as his own grinded up to meet his. “aAh.. Branch”, Branch stilled completely at the noises and movements that just came from the one below him.
He stared at the guru, confused. “What the fuck was that.” He said letting go of the other troll's neck.
“What?” Creek questioned, then realized what the other troll meant and laughed. “I can't help what I'm into.” He smirked at Branch. He sat on top of the other troll stunned. He wasn't sure what to do. Creek noticed this, smirking “What big bad Branch lost his words?” He teased.
Branch growled, “I'll beat the shit out of you right now Creek, and you know I wouldn't even get in trouble with Poppy for it.”
Creek grinned wildly at him, “Do it. I'll cum.” This again shocked Branch but also caused another feeling. The guru hadn't talked and certainly not touched him like this before. This time he jumped off Creek and grabbed the beaten troll's wrists, pulling him up. Creek went wide eyed at this, stumbling as Branch started to pull him along, grip tight on his wrists. “Hey what the hell, mate?” Creek exclaimed as he tried to pull away from the survivalist. To no avail, Branch pulled him along easily.
After a minute or two of being dragged along, Creek was pulled up to an outdoor floor mat. Branch lifted it up, revealing his bunkers entrance and started to pull Creek down it. “Woah woah woah!!! What-what are you doing?” Creek struggled against him nervously.
Branch just wrapped his arms around Creek's waist and pulled him down, he got them both on the elevator and then grabbed Creek by the wrists again. The elevator went down and reached a lower floor, stopping. Branch pulled forward but was stopped when Creek didn't walk with him. Turning Branch stared at him. “It's my bunker, my house.” Branch tried again to pull Creek forward, with some resistance he got Creek to follow.
“Why are we here? You plan to keep me here for company? Like the sick weirdo you are.” He hissed, heard turning all around to take in all the details of the survivalists home. He let out a yelp as he was whipped forward by the strong grip and into a room. Just as fast as he was pulled in he was pushed to the ground in front of Branch onto his knees.
He groaned as his knees hit the ground, after getting used to where he was now he looked up to branch, confused. “Sorry, Love, what's happening right now?” He questioned.
Branch reached down and pulled his rope belt off. Creek, alarmed, tried to move away but was stopped as Branch grabbed a hold of his wrist again, pulling him back fiercely, quickly taking his wrists and starting to tie them tightly. Before Creek could even try to pull away Branch had quickly finished his restraints and smirked at the troll on his knees.
“Hey mate, I don't know what you think Is happening right now but seriously you cannot just kidnap me-” Creek was cut off.
“I'm not kidnapping you Jesus, you are so dramatic. First I'm gonna teach you how to run your mouth less and then how to use it in a more positive way.” Branch said slyly. Creeks eyes furrowed in confusion, after hearing pants unzipping he looks back up. He gasped loudly as he came face to face with Branch's fully hard cock.
Branch grabbed his face aggressively and pulled him towards it. Putting the tip to his lips. Creek did not respond nor move at all, still completely overcome with shock. Impatiently, Branch huffed, forcing his thumb into Creek's mouth between his back teeth forcing his mouth open. Before Creek can even think, Branch shoves his cock down the guru's throat.
Creek gagged harshly at the sudden Intrusion, eyes wide, panicking a little. He wasn't ready for this at all and he tried to close his eyes and breath so he could relax and stop gagging. He did his best to calm himself down, as some tears started to stream down his face.
“I've barely done anything and you're already a mess, unable to say anything. Good Boy.” Branch growled the last part out at him. Making the spiritual troll's cock jump at the praise, he moans softly around the cock in his mouth in response. Branch took that as a sign to start moving.
He didn't ease into it whatsoever. Moving has hand to the back of the other troll's head to grip his hair tightly to move his head to match his thrusts. Starting to roughly face fuck the bound guru. Luckily Creek had calmed down some when he was trying to relax before, or else he would've thrown up already. He was able to relax his throat so it wasn't as bad as before.
Despite this technically being against his will nor was he asked for consent, Creek’s cock was aching at everything happening. He loved feeling like an toy for Branch to use. He felt scared and overpowered, it was a new, extremely exciting and arousing feeling. Normally he is the dominant one, but this felt so different. He loved it.
Branch let out a low groan, getting close, he pulled out. Creek gasped for air, coughing like crazy. Tears still streaming down his face, mixing in the blood from his nose. Branch smirked down at the normally very put together troll.
“W-Warn a guy next time” Creek started coughing again. Branch and gave a small laugh then grabbed Creek by his restraints again, pulling him up and over to the bed. He pulled both his pants and underwear off in one go, surprising Creek as he let out a gasp. “Hey, what are you doing, mate??” he yelped. After removing them and saying nothing to Creek in response, he pulls him around to face his bed then just pushes him so he falls face first into the bed.
Creek let out a groan, and pulled his face so he was looking forward at a wall, panicking a little. Unsure what the survivalist troll was going to do. Behind him, Branch started to take off his pants and underwear as well. Then walked back over to Creek, pulling his hips up so his ass was in the air and hiwn face was in the bed. “m-Mate?” Creek squeaked out.
Branch leans forward over Creek, and whispers in his ear, “This’ll be a much better way for you to use that pretty voice of yours.” then slowly started to thrust into Creek.
“Ah fuck!” Creek hissed in pain being stretched dry was not a good feeling, especially for his first time. The tears started to form in his eyes again. Branch slowed down before he finished going all the way in, giving Creek at least some slack. Once he bottomed out, he waited for Creek to adjust.
He looks at the sight before him, Creek, the troll he probably hated most, face down in his bed taking his whole dick right now. Something about it just made sense. Branch grasped Creek's hips and started thrusting slowly, trying to be a little nice. The spiritual troll below him whined quietly in pain slowly getting used to the new feeling. As Branch started to go at a normal pace, Creek’s pain was subsiding slowly and it started to feel good. Listening to the guru start to moan and gasp as he fucked him could've made Branch cum right there. But he wanted to hear how loud he could really make him be.
Branch started to get rough with Creek, using his body however he wanted, pounding into the poor guru. Creek still had a strong stream of tears and blood, but was absolutely out of it. He loved everything happening even if it was supposed to be a punishment. He was moaning with a mix of sobs due to the overwhelming pleasure. He felt so close suddenly, gasping and clenching around Branch as he finished hard. Creek let out a string of sobs and moans as everything started to feel overstimulating, he had never finished so hard before.
Branch slowed down, leaning back down to the guru's ear, whispering again “Don't worry baby, I'm not done yet.” He smirked, pulling back. Creek was pulled to a more grounded state when Branch pulled out and picked Creek up off the bed, flipping him onto his back and back down on the bed, in a different spot though since he made such a mess in the other.
He lifted creeks bound hands above his head this time, climbing In between his legs. He lined himself back up to the troll under him. Staring at his face now, enjoying the view. Creeks flushed face covered in blood, sweat and tears, he looked nervous. Branch leaned down, kissing creeks neck, licking up it. Creek gasps and moans at the much more loving actions than before. Branch started leaving dark, prominent hickeys on Creek’s neck and chest. Creek was adoring the physical attention after the previous events, he moaned loudly at every kiss and hickey left. Branch decided to try something else and bite down onto the guru's neck, he was met with a yelp that turned into a moan. The spiritual troll bucked his hips down into the other's dick, Branch moaned softly at this, continuing to bite and suck on the other's body.
Once he was satisfied he pulled away from Creek, to see his art in full. He looked like he got attacked by a feral animal, perfect. “I'm sure your little princess will love what I left on you.” He teased. Not even caring about the others reaction, Branch fully reentered the other. “Branch, oh my God-'' Creek cut himself off with his own moaning. He pulled the guru's legs up and over his shoulders and started pounding into the other with no warning.
Creek was almost screaming, he was more than happy with what was happening. He was completely blissed out, getting hard again. Branch used him like an object, he was definitely going to fight with him even more if he can get this out of it. Branch growled loudly, already close. He reached around creek's legs and started stroking him with his thrusts. Creek sounded like a bitch in heat, he was so close already and this threw him over the edge. He finished, loudly moaning out Branch’s name, back arching I'm the moment. The view and feeling of the others' orgasm made Branch finish as well. Still roughly pounding into him as he filled Creek with his cum. The other, instantly overstimulated again due to his own orgasm, sobbed and moaned at the feeling of being filled with hot cum and having it fucked deep inside him.
He started to slow and pulled out, pulling up his pants. Creek gasped and huffed softly, trying his best to breathe evenly. He was very out of body right now. Branch pushed Creek over to the other side of the bed. Branch then climbed in with him, saying nothing but laying with him. Creek wanted to make a smart ass comment, ask to be united, or even say anything in response to what had just taken place. But he was just fucked silly and sleep was more enticing, so he closed his eyes. Enjoying the body heat of the troll next to him.