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Z was pretty aware of the fact that Regect had feelings for him, or at least that the entity found him hot.
It wasn't subtle, and Z didn't believe Regect could be subtle if he wanted. Z was aware that Regect had an intense fear of losing people he's close to, and even though he tries to pretend that he doesn't care about the player and Moe, it's pretty clear he does.
And he simply couldn't hide the way he looked intently at Z whenever the man was without a shirt or used clothes that Regect believed showed a bit too much of the player's skin.
And Z noticed. Of course, he noticed. So he decided he would have his fun annoying Regect with his discovery.
It started simple. Z started using more tight tops rather than his usual oversized shirt, and the way Regect simply stopped working properly whenever he saw Z that way was enough to keep Z annoying him.
Of course, he would joke and irritate Regect about it. Ask him why he suddenly stopped speaking or saying "my eyes are up here" in a really corny way, but that still got Regect somehow.
He wanted to see how far he could go. Worst (or maybe best) mistake of his life.
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Moe was out to spend the day with Msak and Ptolemy, so Z had the whole day to see if his idea would work.
He got up from the sofa that he and Regect were sitting on and said he was going to take a bath. He was really going to do it anyways.
Z came back with only the towel, sitting back on the sofa like it was a normal Thursday. He wasn't normally this okay with doing this type of thing, but he really wanted to see how far he could irritate Regect.
And he got what he wanted. Regect turned his invisible head to Z almost immediately, and the player knew he was using his invisibility to check him up and down. A sudden heat formed on Z's face, but he tried to ignore it.
"What? Something wrong?" - Z asked nonchalantly.
"I... Yes, the fuck?! Why are you in a towel?" - Regect exclaimed as soon as Z asked, and the player needed to hold back a laugh.
"It's hot today, so I kept the towel. I'll dress later, man." - Z answered, leaning on the sofa so Regect could have a better view of his chest.
Instead of trying to come up with a fight, Z saw Regect's invisible head form a golden blush all over where the entity's cheeks should be. Z would be lying if he said he didn't get surprised.
"... You okay, dude?" - He immediately asked, that laugh from earlier threatening to come back again.
Regect turned all his body to Z, and the player could see the entity was holding onto the sofa in anger. - "Of course I'm not! I just now got your fucking— Whatever that was!"
"What?"
"Don't 'what' me! You know damn well what you're doing! You know I find you fucking hot and shit, and you're using that against me!" - Regect screamed, almost jumping onto Z to punch him. - "Here! That's what you want?! I've been stressed all this time because of you getting me aroused and shit!"
Z didn't actually have an answer to that. It was good having his "suspicions" confirmed, but he wasn't expecting Regect to be this irritated at him. - "Didn't you even try to masturbate, man?"
"I couldn't risk you finding me doing that! I knew it would make your little game worse!" - Regect said, involuntarily making his mouth and two right eyes form on his invisible head. - "So what are you going to do about this?"
"About what?" - Z asked, and his face was pulled by Regect into a desperate kiss. It turned quickly into a make-out session as soon as Z noticed that, well, he wanted Regect in that way too.
"About the fact that you got me turned on again." - Regect stated, his grip on Z's head getting a bit tighter. If Z got the entity more angered, he knew Regect's claws would cut him. As much as the vision was hot, he knew Regect wouldn't do it in a "hot way" now.
"Sure... Sure... It's my fault.." - Z said, a smirk forming on his face. - "So that means I'm going to take care of it, right? You want me to fuck you?"
Regect didn't say anything, but he jumped onto Z's lap immediately after those words were said. He pulled the player to another sloppy kiss and started rubbing against his crotch.
That was all Z needed to make his hand travel to the entity's lower part. He touched around it, trying to find whatever Regect had there. He found something that resembled a hole, and it seemed to be wet.
When Z passed his finger over it, Regect let out a small whine while they kissed, breaking the make-out to look at Z. - "... And? Aren't you going to do some shit about it?"
"Is this a pussy?" - Z asked, not disgusted. Actually, he was extremely mesmerized by whatever that was.
"It's like that, I don't know, dude! It has four small tentacles inside it, so I don't know if it counts as a normal pussy." - Regect stated, and that golden blush was back on his face.
When the player heard that, he said for the entity to lie on the sofa. Regect did so, confused, but did it. Z moved his head closer to the entity's hole.
He gave the weird genitalia a testing lick. It was not a pleasurable taste, but it wasn't bad. He leaned in and started eating Regect out. The entity below him started moaning, and Z felt his own member twitch in response.
Z could feel the tentacles coming to touch his tongue and wrap themselves around it. It was like he was kissing Regect from his hole. He chuckled against the entity, and Regect whined when he felt it.
Z kept going, totally entranced in Regect's weird anatomy. He wanted to explore further, so as soon as he noticed that the other was close, he retreated his mouth. - "Having fun?"
"F-Fuck you..." - Regect answered, bucking against the air. - "J-Just do it already."
"Okay okay, Mr. Impatient." - Z said, chuckling as he took his towel off slowly. For Regect, that took way too long.
He lined himself with the strange genitalia and held onto Regect's waist for support. He inserted his cock's tip in, gasping from the sensation. The tentacles wrapped themselves around Z's dick, trying to understand what this weird appendage was getting in their space.
"S-Shit... R-Regect-" - The player whined, getting more of himself inside the entity.
"Z-Z!" - Regect exclaimed, finally holding onto Z for support. - "Fuck..."
Z waited a few seconds so Regect could get accustomed, even though the way the tentacles wrapped around him made him want to thrust roughly against the entity.
When Regect finally gave the signal to go, Z started thrusting into him with fervor. He pulled almost all out and rammed in hard. Regect didn't seem to be hurt by the pace; actually, he seemed to enjoy it a lot.
Z kept going until he saw Regect wrap his arms around his neck, and the tentacles in the entity's hole gripped onto his cock hard. Regect had come, and the sudden pressure against his cock made Z come as well.
They flopped onto the sofa, and Z pulled out after they got their breaths back. Fuck, that was intense. The absurdity of the situation finally clicked on the player, and he started laughing.
"The fuck you're laughing about?" - Regect said, only to gaze at Z and then at himself. He understood and started laughing as well.
When they stopped, Z pulled Regect to a rather passionate kiss. - "You know, if you wanted me to fuck you so much, you could have asked."
Regect gave Z the middle finger and sat straight on the sofa. - "Shut the fuck up. You were the one getting me all hot and damn bothered all the time!"
Z didn't try to fight back, way too amused about the situation. He was about to say something about his real feelings about all this, but he was interrupted by Msak's voice at the door. - "Z! Regect! Moe's home!"
They were still naked, and the sofa was pretty dirty. Well, Z could tell Regect about that after they had worried about hiding whatever happened between them.