Mafioso likes them big and chunky

by Bunny_zeka1

Summary:

"never thought mafioso would have a fat fetish"

Notes:

Some random guest commented this and now i wanted to make a fanfic about it-

Chapter 1: Chapter 1

Mafioso ran across the map, wiping out the survivors one by one. But there was a certain someone who he constantly kept his eye on. Chance.

He found something oddly fascinating about him, maybe it's the way he constantly takes risks, his cocky demeanor, charm? Well, spoiler alert, it was none of the above.

Chance's gun exploded in his face, making his health drop to 20. Fuck, he needed to find Elliot. "El-Mph!" He was met with a pizza on his face "Thank you!" "Be careful next time." Elliot said, before getting brutally killed by Mafioso.

Chance hid behind a piece of broken wall, eating the pizza. Mafioso was watching him from around the corner, observing every detail intently. Now that he thought about it, Chance was rather chubby. He wasn't overweight or anything, but he definitely wasn't skinny.

Chance finished off the pizza, licking the remaining cause of his fingers. He stood up and brushed himself up, getting ready to take more risks. He wasn't paying attention where he was going, bumping right into Mafioso.

Chance froze, he reached for his gun. But before he could shoot Mafioso knocked it out of his hands. He slammed Chance onto the floor "You're mine."

As Mafioso slammed Chance down, he could see the flab on his belly jiggle a bit. He stared a bit more then he should have tho... "You're staring." Chance stated, hoping his poker face would mask his blush.

Mafioso blushed, light pink dusting his yellow skin. "It's nothing, im just hot." "Oh you're hot alright!" Chance stated, making Mafioso's brain bluescreen. "Are you into fat people?" Chance said through a serious of laughs.

"Nonsense." Mafioso said, not even realizing how his hand was resting on Chance's stomach. He quickly pulled away, lowering his fedora hoping it would hide the blush.

Chance smirked and grabbed Mafioso by his shirt collar "Don't be shy~" He said, grabbing Mafioso's hand and leading it back to his stomach.

Mafioso, despite himself, gently squeezed Chance's belly, feeling the soft skin give way under his fingers. His hand moved over to Chance's thighs, gently brushing his fingers over them.

Chance let out a soft sigh, enjoying the gentle touches. For a mafia man, Mafioso could be pretty gentle at times (and horny ofc). He felt Mafioso's other hand press on a rather sensitive spot on his stomach.

Chance let out a series of small burps, fanning the air Infront of him "'Scuse me! Phew! That feels so much better!" He said while patting his stomach.

Mafioso continued to explore Chance's body, one hand squeezing his belly, the other gently brushing his cheek. He slowly leaned in closer, plassing a kiss onto Chance's mouth. Chance stiffled a moan, pulling away and looking at Mafioso, a dreamy look in his eyes.

Suddenly the timer rang, signaling the end of the round. The two groaned in frustration "Continue next round?" Mafioso asked "You bet!" Chance said, before being teleported back to the survivors cabin.

Chapter 2: Chapter 2

Summary:

Round two

Notes:

I LOVE MULTISHIPPING ❤️❤️❤️ PAYCHECK FANFIC COMIC UP🗣️🗣️🗣️

The next round begin, luckily Mafioso was the killer again. He immediately broke into a sprint and foundc Chance, grabbing him by his hand and leading him to a private area.

"Now where were we?~" Mafioso said with a smirk, unbuttoning Chance's suit. He gently squeezed his sides, feeling the soft fat under his fingers.

"M-mafi..." Chance moaned out, his sides were really sensitive. He felt Mafioso squeeze him all over, feeling up his soft body. "Fuck you're so pretty..." Mafioso said in a husky voice, leaning down to kiss Chance.

The situation felt unreal, Chance was stuck with a killer with a fat fetish, not that he minded tho. He was enjoying it. "Ngh..." He moaned out "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue~" Mafioso teased him, squeezing his belly.

Mafioso continued to feel Chance's belly "Looks like someone ate before the round~" He said, rubbing gentle circles around Chance's navel.

Chance arched his back in pleasure, why did something as simple as belly rub have to feel SO good? He couldn't even speak from how good this felt, having someone tend to him so gently.

Mafioso sat down, sitting Chance down onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around him, one arm rubbing his stomach, the other squeezing his thighs. "You're just like a marshmallow." Mafioso whispered, continuing to touch Chance.

Chance nuzzled Mafioso "More..." Chance whispered "More what? Use your words." Mafioso teased him "More touch..." Mafioso let out a small laugh at Chance's words, "More touch it is." He continued gently squeezing Chance.

The round soon came to an end, everyone was confused on where the hell the killer was. While Chance was trying to hide his boner.

Notes:

Mafioso i love you

Notes:

This WILL be continued dont worry