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Elliot could feel his hatred towards that man growing. It's been bubbling and boiling for a while now, growing inside of him like the flames that ruined his business.
But, his hatred had only gotten worse since being forced to be around that hellish man.
This place is bad enough on its own; it was so despicably horrible that it could drive the sanest man to insanity. But, ever since the addition of 007n7? It’s been unbearable
The way he was always trying to apologize to Elliot—desperate for his forgiveness. How he’d stumble over his words whenever he’d talk to him, or how he’d profusely thank Elliot for even the bare minimum of kindness shown to him.
He was such a pathetic fool, pretending to be so different from his past and a ‘much better person now,’ Elliot didn’t buy it.
However, recently his hatred towards 007n7 started bubbling into… Something else.
Every time he was frustrated or enraged with the older man’s actions, he couldn’t help but imagine him being literally, physically underneath him, taking his cock like a whore, moaning Elliot’s name as he came undone on his penis, his juices seeping everywhere.
He would pull his hair, slap him, call him horrible things, and 007n7 would get off on it because he’s just a masochistic piece of shit.
It took Elliot way too many nights of shamefully jerking himself off to those fantasies before he realized the real 007n7 was just a few cabins down from him, and he was desperate to please Elliot.
007n7 heard a hasty knock at his front door, he had been half asleep before it woke him up.
He rubbed his eyes as he got up to answer it, still wearing his shark onesie, he’d be embarrassed about being seen in it if it weren’t for the fact that he was utterly exhausted.
“Oh! Elliot! What are you doing here?”
007n7 immediately perked up upon seeing Elliot, had he finally come around and decided to forgive 007n7?
Elliot found 007n7’s excitement to see him gross.
“I don’t have the energy for you right now, so I’m just going to skip right to what I want to say.”
007n7 waited on edge for Elliot to speak, mildly hurt at the insult—mostly because it shattered his fantasies of Elliot forgiving him.
“I want to fuck you.”
007n7 would’ve thought Elliot was joking if it weren’t for his deadpan face.
“What?”
007n7 was genuinely confused, one moment Elliot was insulting him, the next Elliot was trying to get into his pants? Part of him thought he was being pranked or something.
“I want to fuck you, 007n7. It’s not like I love you or anything, I just need to take out my anger toward you in a healthier way, you know? Help me look past the past.”
007n7 was taken aback, he never expected such a proposition from Elliot of all people, but it seemed reasonable.
He thought about it for a moment, Elliot might finally forgive him and all he needs to do in exchange for it is offer one night of intimacy? He figured it was worth a shot, besides, he had been without love for so long, it couldn’t hurt, right?
“I accept.”
Elliot smiled, beginning to make his way into 007n7’s cabin.
Elliot now had two fingers knuckle deep in 007n7’s pussy, the latter was naked and squirming underneath the former.
“Ahh… That’s good. Just like that!”
007n7 arched his back, Elliot continued to stimulate his internal clitoris, smiling at how vulnerable 007n7 was underneath him.
Elliot only had his shirt unbuttoned, exposing his lean chest to 007n7’s lust-filled eyes.
“You like that, don’t you? Taking your sworn enemy’s fingers like a good little bitch.”
“I never hated yo-”
007n7 was interrupted by a loud moan as Elliot began to rub his clit using his thumb.
Elliot’s black jeans were straining from his erection, desperate to take his fingers’ place amongst 007n7’s warm, wet vagina.
Elliot knew 007n7 wasn’t stretched enough to comfortably take his cock yet, but he pulled his fingers out anyway and began removing his pants, he was just too desperate to fuck 007n7 brainless to care.
Elliot pulled off what remained of his shirt along with his pants and boxers, fully exposing himself to 007n7.
He held up his hard cock, slowly rubbing it dangerously close to 007n7’s pussy.
“You ready for this, slut?”
Elliot spoke, cockiness sublimating off of his words.
“Wait… Aren’t you gonna put on a condom?”
Elliot seemed annoyed at the interruption, rolling his eyes.
“Don’t have any, I’ll pull out, don’t worry.”
007n7 hesitated, but allowed Elliot to continue anyway.
“Alright, just be careful to do it on time!”
He urged, fearing what would happen to him if he somehow got pregnant in this realm.
Elliot brushed off 007n7’s concerns and began to line up with his vagina, holding his penis steady with his hand.
“I’m gonna push in now, okay?”
007n7 nods, biting his lip in anticipation.
The stretch was mildly painful—007n7’s cunt wasn’t sufficiently relaxed, but 007n7 could push through it. If what Elliot could do with his fingers was any indication of how this would go, it was worth the difficult beginning.
“Your whorish cunt is taking me so well… Fuck. Surprised you’re not all loose and stressed out by now, with how pretty your pussy is and all.”
The degradation made 007n7 feel all tingly inside, a nice complement to the twisting he felt in his gut as Elliot shoved in further. The degradation reminded him of his college days, when he was all young, and sexy, and took risks without a care in the world.
Unfortunately, that lead to him remember certain risks he took without thinking about how they might affect others, like all the havoc he wreaked upon Elliot and Builder Brother’s pizza, the very risks that lead to him being underneath that still—rightgully—upset younger man.
Once Elliot was fully inside 007n7, he almost immediately began fucking into the man, hard.
007n7 would’ve liked some time to adjust, but he knew he should expect Elliot to be a little rough with him, it was hate sex afterall, besides, it didn’t hurt that bad.
Nevertheless, he groaned a bit in pain, but pleasure was still there.
“Fucking yeah, take it!”
Elliot almost-yelled, he buried his face into 007n7’s shoulder, giving him hickies while he fucked the former exploiter.
Elliot had one hand on 007n7’s hip to stabilize the man while he slammed into his pussy, and the other roughly gripping one of 007n7’s tits.
He moved the hand that was gripping 007n7’s tit down to his asscheek, landing a hard smack.
007n7 yelped, not expecting the sudden contact, but he let it slide. 007n7 wasn’t super into the fact that Elliot had hit him without clearing it with him first, but he did so much to Elliot in the past that he couldn’t help but feel like he owed it to Elliot.
Elliot smacked 007n7’s ass a few more times, leaving harsh, red handprints on the man’s rear.
007n7 began to subconsciously tear up at the sharp pain being inflicted upon his tender flesh, which Elliot noticed.
“Aw, are you crying? Pussy. Can’t even take a good fucking like a man. What happened to your cockiness?”
Elliot chuckled, burying his face back into 007n7’s neck.
007n7 wouldn’t lie and say that Elliot’s mockery of his feelings stung a bit, but he decided to push through regardless, even though he wasn’t having that good of a time anymore, it could still get better, right?
Elliot harshly bit 007n7’s neck, causing him to yelp and cry once more. The hand that was used to smack his ass made its way back up to his tits for a brief moment, roughly grabbing and pulling at them, before finding itself on the back of his head, gripping his hair and forcing his head back, giving Elliot more access to bite his neck.
“C..Can you slow down, Ell? You’re hurting me.”
007n7 said, not only in reference to the rough speed and pace Elliot had set up, but also to how quickly he was rushing things.
“Shut up.”
Elliot mumbled, briefly lifting off 007n7’s neck to do so before going back to biting and sucking on it.
007n7 whined, starting to actually cry a bit at this point.
Now, he really didn’t like this, but Elliot was so dismissive of his emotions, so he felt there was no point in arguing. Besides, Elliot needed this, he may even forgive 007n7 if he gets it.
Elliot continued to ram into 007n7’s cunt, eliciting some pleasure, but not as much as his fingers, his pace was too rough, and he wasn’t hitting as many of the right spots.
Elliot fucked into 007n7 so hard that the man nearly folded in half, his head still being pulled back by his hair.
Elliot ceased his attack on 007n7’s neck, turning his attention to 007n7’s perky tits.
He sucked on his nipple, swirling his tongue around his areola.
007n7 moaned, finally getting some pleasure out of this. Until, Elliot began biting on his tit, eliciting pained moans.
More tears fell down 007n7’s face, he wanted Elliot to stop but he didn’t know how to tell him. He felt like it was disrespectful, but he couldn’t handle it anymore.
“Mmm… Stop… please.”
He cried, the pain was heavily overpowering the pleasure and clouding his mind. He would do anything to make it stop.
“What was that, bitch?”
Elliot pulled back from 007n7’s tit, but continued to fuck his pussy, annoyance and slight anger evident in his tone.
“I said stop… I don’t like this, Elliot.”
007n7 tried to stay as composed as possible, but he was almost scared by the tone in Elliot’s voice.
Elliot felt anger washing over him, who did this bitch think he was? He ruined his life and now he has the nerve to try and get Elliot to stop while he was getting his retribution? He terrorized and burned down Elliot’s workplace, but he couldn’t handle being slightly discomforted from some rough sex to make it up to him?
Anger took over Elliot, and without thinking he slapped 007n7 across the face, hard.
He started thrusting faster and harder in 007n7, leaving the man in shock and sobbing.
“I’m not fucking stopping, you deserve this after what you did to me. I fucking need this.”
He continued at his rough pace as 007n7 sobbed. He wanted Elliot to stop so badly, but he couldn’t help but feel like he was right. Maybe he did deserve this.
“You can’t back out now, you promised me this. You owe me this. You owe me your body.”
007n7 just sobbed, not knowing what to say.
He tried to just pretend nothing was happening, but it hurt. Not even just the abuse on his body, but the insults and mockery being thrown his way, too.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come!”
Elliot exclaimed, speeding up.
“Pull out! Please! You promised!”
But, Elliot didn’t. He continued his pace, inside of 007n7.
“And you promised me this and tried to take it away anyway, an eye for an eye, hm?”
Elliot cruelly replied, not caring for 007n7’s concerns, continuing to use his body.
“Please…”
Elliot just ignored him, getting closer and closer to his orgasm.
“Pull out! Please! Elliot, please…”
He was ignored, yet again. Sobbing, he accepted that Elliot wouldn’t listen to him.
Not long after, Elliot came inside. Soiling his womb.
He pulled out, staring at a sobbing 007n7 under him.
“Why the long face? Didn’t cum?”
007n7 couldn’t even respond, he was crying so much.
Elliot brought his fingers back to 007n7’s abused fuckhole, pushing them back in, fingering him yet again.
The pleasure was overwhelming. 007n7 just wanted Elliot to leave him alone and stop touching him, even if it felt good.
“Stop.. Don’t touch me… Please…”
His pleas for mercy were interrupted by sobs, but Elliot just wouldn’t stop.
“Why? Don’t wanna feel good?”
007n7 just shut up and took it, he knew Elliot wouldn’t listen to him regardless.
He felt so broken.
He felt so broken as Elliot fingered him, forcing him to cum. As Elliot blamed him for everything, told him ‘if you truly didn’t want it you wouldn’t have finished.’ As he got dressed and walked away, leaving 007n7 naked, sobbing and covered in bodily fluids. As he blamed himself for everything, denying that what happened to him was rape, even though it was.