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Chance let out a heavy sigh of relief as they successfully escaped from iTrapped. They hated how it was double trouble round and both killers just HAD to be his haters(ong chance is real for that), Mafioso and iTrapped. Chance used a medkit as fast as they could before they could be found again, "hurry up, come onn!!" They finished it and ran into a building, hiding in it, breathing softly while listening for any footsteps approaching the building.
iTrapped was split up with Mafioso, looking for Chance. He cursed under his breath for losing Chance in his view because of their stupid gun. iTrapped checked in empty halls, letting out a hum of amusement, "Chancee~ Come come out wherever you are.." iTrapped called out in the halls as it echoed.
Mafioso on the other hand was on the other side of the map, the building where Chance was, Mafioso called out his goons to find them, they went in a direction where Chance was, "Bingo." Mafioso said with a smug grin on his face. He followed after where his goons went to Chance's hiding spot.
Chance looked up to see Mafioso standing above them, they let out a suprised gasp. Mafioso grabbed them and used Chance's tie to wrap his wrists together, he grabbed his own tie and gagged them to silence any noises that alerted iTrapped. Chance squirmed under Mafioso's gaze as they spit out the tie, "Mafioso- we can t-talk about this, can't we?" Chance stuttered in their words but Mafioso replied with a blunt, "No."
iTrapped walked over to where Mafioso went on his side of the map..only to see Mafioso with Chance. WITHOUT TELLING HIM EITHER?? iTrapped cursed under his breath as Mafioso glanced at him, how sad, Mafioso was gonna enjoy his time alone with Chance. iTrapped glared at him and said a growl, "what the hell do you think you're doing? I'm pretty sure our deal was to share them!"
Mafioso glared at him, "Oh, sorry, it's not my fault you are so slow." Mafioso said with distaste. Chance tried squirming away but stopped when iTrapped's sword stabbed the wall next to them. Not again. Not now. Chance thought to themselves when they saw that same sword of all those years ago.
iTrapped noticed their trembling and smiled with sharp teeth. Mafioso glared at iTrapped, "Now now, our plan wasn't to scare them." Mafioso said with a sigh. iTrapped's smile faded before saying, "You're so uptight, it's annoying." Chance shook their head, what did they have planned for him?! This isn't good..
Mafioso and iTrapped spoke in a quiet voice that Chance couldn't hear from them. They heard a few things though, something about tying up, their throat and even their bottom.. Chance was full on confused. What did they mean by these things?!
Mafioso finally turned his attention back to Chance and so did iTrapped. They got closer to them, Chance quickly spoke up, "Stay back—" Mafioso unbuckled his own pants– Oh. Oh. That's what they were talking about.. Were they complaining? Nah. Chance's cheeks were a rosy red that iTrapped said in a mocking tone, "Look how they're blushing already, Mafioso!"
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Chance was moved between the both of them, Mafioso was above him while iTrapped was in the back kneeling down.They looked at the sight in front of them. Chance. Chance kneeling. iTrapped unbuttoned Chance's pants, he pulled them down along with their boxers.
A pink cherry color basically calling out to him. What a delicious sight. He licked a strip which he heard Chance respond with a whimper. iTrapped dug in like a starved man. Chance whined and moaned freely before Mafioso grabbed their head and pushed them down onto his cock, Chance's noises reduced into nothing but a muffled moan.
Once iTrapped deemed them ready, he stuck one of his long, cold fingers into Chance as well with his tongue. Chance whined louder around Mafioso's cock which sent pleasure to Mafioso even more. iTrapped curled his finger while looking for a certain sweet spot, when he had found it, he inserted another finger in and curled it to the prostate. Chance literally saw sevens as they basically almost came on the spot.
Mafioso pulled them off for a moment, muttering praises to Chance, "Such a good pet aren't cha? You can handle more for me, can't you? Such a good pet." Chance babbled while nodding to the praises which in reply, Mafioso pushed their head back down and even deeper, "Hold it." Chance looked at him through their watery eyelashes, tears bubbling before Mafioso finally came in their throat.
Chance whined at the hot semen filling their throat as they came from iTrapped's tongue and fingers.
Chance's head was released from Mafioso's hold as they heavily gasped for air, "Time out, time ou—" iTrapped shoved his fingers into their mouth to lube them up. Their tongue greedily took the fingers in, licking iTrapped's fingers up before he took them out and began focusing on loosening them up again.
Mafioso kissed them on the lips muffling their moans, Chance whined into his mouth as their tongues swirled over eachother fighting for dominance. iTrapped already had 3 fingers in as he hummed in amusement, Telamon help them.. Chance shivered from the touch, they were oh so close again before the edge never came. They pulled away from Mafioso and whines, "Hey, what gives! Why did you—"
iTrapped thrusted in, tired of their complaining, Chance's sentence ended with a loud moan before Mafioso pushed them down on his cock once more. They sucked it without any hesitation while gagging on it a few times before finally going fully down on their meal. Mafioso let out a relieved grunt while iTrapped pounded into Chance.
Chance pulled themself off for air as they groaned and let out babbled moans while sobbing out whines. iTrapped kept angling his body to hit their prostate, Chance immediately tightened up when he did hit it. Chance kissed Mafioso as iTrapped held their waist tightly, they felt that same feeling of being so close before iTrapped pulled out, they let out another sob of a whine at the emptiness. Mafioso gave them a coo, "Hush now. Be patient for a moment, yes?" He reaches down to their cock and strokes it while giving them relief.
iTrapped rolled his eyes at the comforting voice from Mafioso, "You clearly don't know them, they prefer degradation unlike those disgusting lies and voice of yours." iTrapped shot back at Mafioso with a smug shit smirk. Mafioso retorted back, "They prefer praise over degradation a bit more, you disgusting icicle." They glared at eachother while Chance was coming down from their high that was edged.
Mafioso lowered Chance onto his cock gently. Chance held tightly onto his shoulders while letting out a sigh of relief, "fuck..so good.." iTrapped slowly lined himself up to them as well, "Wait wait! That won't fit!" Chance panicked.
Mafioso praised them as he cooed, "You're doing very well, sweetheart." iTrapped pushed in, reluctantly letting them get used to the feeling. Chance was clenching Mafioso's shoulders tightly as they bit down on his shoulder to muffle themself before Mafioso leaned down and kissed them.
iTrapped bottomed out fully inside of them. Tight. So very tight. Chance whined and pushed into their cocks. iTrapped growled and grabbed the back of their neck to keep them still. "Don't move." iTrapped demanded of them.
Chance kept very still as Mafioso praised them for keeping still, "Very good, that's it. Such a good pet." Chance whined and nearly came at the praise as he let out babbles of moans. Mafioso's stupid smug smirk pissed off iTrapped as he drove deeper into Chance.
"Stupid fucking slut, I should've killed you again." iTrapped growled as Chance held onto Mafioso's shoulders whining both their names but mostly Mafioso's name. "D-don-! Oh sweet telamon-!" Chance whined with pleasure as they moaned out Mafioso's name while splurting onto their own stomach and Mafioso's stomach.
Chance gasped for air heavily while the other two gave a few thrusts before cumming deep into them. After a few minutes of heavy breathing from all of them, iTrapped grabbed Chance's pants and wiped himself off before pulling up his own pants, grumbling under his breath before leaving. Mafioso pulled out his soft cock before grabbing his own handkerchief and wiping them. Chance winced at the overstimulation as Mafioso reassured them, "It's alright.. Just wiping you, lovely."
Chance held onto him tightly, sore from both of the aggressiveness of iTrapped and gentleness from Mafioso. Mafioso spoke one last time to Chance, "Next time, it will only be us, okay honey?" Chance nodded before falling into a slumber.
ROUND ENDED.