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"Oh! You're back angel!"
Shedletsky rushed over to the player, who looked tired. He just got the firebrand.
Shedletsky pulled them into a tight embrace,
Letting the player lean into him.
"Almost thought you died! Ha..."
He laughed weakly, the nervous edge in his voice gave him away.
silence. Well, not like the player could talk anyway.
But more silent than usual.
He looked down. Poor angel was asleep. He sighed softly before carefully picking them up.
"Guess you need some rest, angel."
- "repayment"
Shedletsky sat on his bed, and the player was lying down next to him. He rested his hand on the other's arm, a soft smile forming.
"You've done so much for me, angel.."
"They have. Haven't they, hm?"
Shedletsky's smile faded, that voice certainly wasn't his or anyone he knew!
He turned his head to the side...
Builderman? Except it wasn't. He was taller. Horns curled from his head, and A tail swayed lazily behind him.
Yeah. definitely not his Builderman.
"What? Something in my face, dear?"
'Builderman' crouched down, looking into a mirror that was nearby, his eyebrow raised.
"I- who even are you!?"
The admin questioned, and builderman stood back up, turning to him.
"Just visiting my dear player of course!"
He said cheerfully, Shedletsky gave an uncertain look.
"Eh? You didn't answer my questi-"
"Builderman"
"You're not bui-"
"Yes I am"
"STOP INTERRU-"
Builderman pulled Shedletsky closer by his collar, a wide grin playing on his lips.
"So? What will you do?"
"I- uh- I knew it!"
Shedletsky pushed him off, and pointed at him, his finger touching his chest.
Builderman crossed his arms behind his back, his smile never faltering, though his eye twitched faintly at being touched by such a lower being.
Shedletsky glanced over. The player was still in a deep sleep.
He turned back
"AH- WHAT THE F-?"
Builderman was suddenly on the bed with him.
Somehow he crawled over him without Shedletsky even noticing.
One claw grabbed his face, forcing him closer, his sharp talons digging into the soft flesh of the admin's cheeks.
"Hush now... don't wanna wake our dear player now, would we?"
Red gleamed in their eyes, fangs
Catching against the dim light.
Everything about him looked so.. unfairly
perfect.
Shedletsky's eyes widened.
Oh no.. HE WAS FALLING FOR A LITERAL IMPOSTOR?
The faker hummed softly.
"You're awfully tense, dear... your heartbeat's quickening,"
"Eh!? UGH, GET OFF!"
Builderman leaned in further, his face dangerously close to the admin's. Warm breath brushed against Shedletsky's face.
"Don't tell me..." he teased softly, "you're actually enjoying this?"
He snickered.
Shedletsky looked away, his cheeks growing warm. He swallowed nervously. Builderman tilted his head back to face him.
"Eyes here, dear,"
He chuckled softly. His thumb was moving in smooth circles on their cheek, his gaze lingering on the admin.
- "where it all begins."
Builderman was lying on Shedletsky, burying his face into the admin's neck. A soft purr escaped him.
"Uh- so what's this for?? Just gonna lie there and act like so- OW!?"
The admin yelped in pain as Builderman sank his teeth into the man's neck, lapping up any blood that surfaced from the bite.
Shedletsky whimpered, his nails digging into hatred's back.
Shedletsky wrapped his legs around Builderman's waist, hatred's tail curled around his, a pleased hum escaping his lips.
Hatred tugged at the admin's shirt.
Shedletsky raised an eyebrow at this. What was this guy planning to do?
Without warning its claws tore through the fabric, ripping it off.
Shedletsky yelped in surprise, his hands urgently reaching down to cover his bare chest.
"what the hell!?"
"What?"
Builderman tilted his head curiously, wondering why the admin were so surprised.
"YOU-YOU LITERALLY RIPPED MY SHIRT OFF!?"
"WITHOUT CONSENT"
He locked eyes with it, his face completely red from embarrassment.
"consent?"
Shedletsky paused.
"Wait- you don- oh no it makes sense,"
Shedletsky sighed softly and cupped hatred's face, "ugh, I allow you to do this.."
Hatred leaned into the touch, purring.
"There. Now you had consent."
The entity nodded, "so permission?"
"Ah— yes! Yeah."
The admin gave a small smile.
—— just skip ahead why don't ya?
Builderman had Shedletsky in a tight embrace. his face buried in Shedletsky neck, breathing in his scent. It would leave anyone surprised such an emotion was so kind during sex.
Well, luckily that wasn't true! Not in this case
Shedletsky couldn't think straight, his nails dug into the emotion's back. Drool rolled down his chin as he bit his lip hard, hatred kept a rough and fast pace.
Hatred placed its hands in his hind, giving them a firm squeeze, earning a whine from him.
"Augh- fuck—!" Shedletsky let out a high pitched moan,
Okay bye I’m not finishing this