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The adrenaline of the last game had finally worn off. Eddie was exhausted, entire body aching, and unable to think straight. He had seen some things already during his time on Bet and Forgive, and he had seen some things in his life, but none as gruesome as what he had just gone through. This place was sick, sicker than he ever imagined from what he had seen on T.V. At this point Eddie regretted coming on the show, but not because he was afraid to die. Being partially responsible for the death of two of his co-contestants is what really kept him awake as he tried to get some sleep.
To his right, Benny lay equally as tired, curled up on his side facing Eddie. Eddie turned to face him, getting as comfortable as he could on the carpeted floor. He began to wonder when the last time they were cleaned and decided to ball up his blazer to keep his face off the floor. The two contestants stared at each other for several moments. Eddie had no idea how much time had passed, but he did know how many freckles there were on Benny’s face. Give or take a few of course, it was too dark to tell for sure how many there were under his eyes or on the cheek that was currently pressed against his hand.
“Eds,” Benny whispered after a while. “You still awake?”
Eddie grunted. “Unfortunately, yeah.” Benny hummed in response and rolled onto his back, staring blank-faced upwards.
“How many faces can you see on the ceiling?” He asked after a moment. Games to pass the time, sure, Eddie thought, twisting his neck to follow Benny’s gaze. He wasn’t sure if he could do any more counting today, so he made up a number after pretending to look.
“About thirteen.”
“Really?” Benny replied. “I saw like, thirty.” Eddie pretended to try and count more. “You okay, Eds?”
He wasn’t sure how to respond. Nobody in their right mind would be okay in the situation they were in right now. “What kind of question is that?”
“Just thought I’d check in,” Benny replied. He couldn’t completely see the other man’s expression in the dark, but judging from his uncharacteristically quiet tone, Eddie guessed he might be a bit upset. What use was there in apologizing, though? The closer Benny got to him the more chances Eddie would have to ruin what relationship they already had. That’s how it always ended up when Eddie got close to someone. It was better to keep him at arms length. Maybe in another life the two of them would be free to actually get to know each other, and Eddie could work on his relationship management skills, but not now. Not when they were both convicted criminals basically on death row. Eddie couldn’t even begin to think about the risk of him being involved in another person’s death and the idea of Benny potentially dying because of him made him nauseous.
Taking deep breaths to try to get the feeling to subside, Eddie sat up and immediately felt dizzy. He might actually be sick. Maybe someone drugged his drink earlier.
“Going to the bathroom,” Eddie muttered to Benny before standing up and walking as fast as he could to the bathroom without worrying anyone.
The bright white lights of the single-stall room just made the nausea worse as Eddie dashed for the toilet, barely making it by a second. He had never had a strong stomach, but he surprised himself by lasting this long without puking. At least he felt somewhat better now. The cold tile felt refreshing on his hands, as disgusting as it might be. He figured he couldn’t get any grosser than he already was. He never thought he’d miss the prison showers.
After a few minutes of composing himself on the bathroom floor, he got up to clean himself as best he could. Up until now, Eddie hadn’t really taken the time to look in a mirror. He looked worse than usual. The bags under his eyes were already darker and his hair was a mess. At least he could wash his face and finger comb his hair. He rolled up his sleeves and let the water run a bit before cupping some in his hands. It felt nice and cool on his face, but horrible as it dripped down his arms. He angrily brushed the water off with his hands and took a paper towel for his face. As he looked back up in the mirror he watched as the door swung open to reveal Benny, a worried expression on his face.
“What the fuck?!” Eddie yelled, shocked by Benny’s sudden appearance. “Ever hear of knocking?”
“I did,” Benny said, looking around. “You didn’t answer for an entire minute and it was unlocked.” Eddie turned around to face him. “I was getting worried. You were a bit off just now.”
“Who wouldn’t be ‘a bit off’? Plus, you barely know me. Why do you care this much?”
“Is it illegal to care about someone now?” Benny retorted. “I’m sorry for worrying about you, I can stop if you’d prefer that.” Eddie wanted nothing in the world less than that. He wanted so badly to trust that Benny truly cared about him, but he knew he didn’t deserve it. If he did, he knew it wouldn’t last very long. So instead, Eddie turned back to the mirror to continue fixing his hair. But Benny didn’t leave. Instead, he walked further into the bathroom and let the door bang closed behind him.
“The chances of us somehow both making it out of here alive are so slim,” Eddie mumbled after several moments of painful silence. “Why are you wasting your time on me?” Benny just stared, burning a hole in the back of his head until he finally turned back around to face him.
“I don’t know,” he said. “I mean, I like you. And there’s gotta be some way we can both get out of here. Why are you so upset that I’m looking out for you, man?”
“Would you be?” Eddie asked. “If I was pestering you all the time and looking out for you, wouldn’t you be upset too?”
“No! I’d appreciate it like a normal person.”
“See? I’m not normal. Why can’t you just stop it already? Stop wasting your time.”
“I didn’t mean-” Benny started, then sighed. He was still looking at Eddie though, it didn’t seem like he was going anywhere. As much as he pretended to be annoyed by Benny’s stubbornness, Eddie liked it. In some strange–and probably unhealthy–way, this was Eddie’s way of testing the other man to see if he was actually as sincere as he claimed.
“I just-” Eddie heaved a big sigh, not quite ready to say what he was about to admit. “I like you and I don’t want you to leave me. I really do want to make it out of here with you, and the others if possible. But the most important part of that is you. And I don’t want to be abandoned after that happens.”
“I’m not leaving you, Eds.”
“Prove it.”
Benny reached behind him and Eddie heard a small click of the lock on the door. What the hell? He watched as Benny slowly moved closer to where he stood by the sink. Before he could process just how close they were, Benny grabbed his tie with one hand and his belt loop with another, tugging on both “And how do you suggest I do that? Nothing I do seems to be good enough for you.” Eddie looked away, face flushing. It was starting to get a bit hot.
“I don’t know…” Eddie trailed off, realizing he knew exactly what he wanted from Benny right now. It wouldn’t exactly prove much, but it would relieve the sudden pressure building in his pants.
“I think you do.” Benny tugged harder at Eddie’s belt loops, pressing his pelvis against him. Just now Eddie realized how attractive their height difference was. Being literally looked down on wasn’t doing much to soothe his mind, but it sure did something to his body. He looked back up at Benny to meet his piercing gaze. Although still fully clothed, he felt naked with the way that the other man was looking at him.
Unable to maintain eye contact, Eddie averted his gaze back down towards the bathroom floor. In doing so, he noticed the slight discomfort in his pants had become a visible bulge that Benny could definitely see.
“I guess I do know.” He heard a chuckle from the other man and once again looked back up at his face. The smirk plastered there pissed Eddie off. Was he this cocky about everything? Just as Benny leaned in closer–presumably to try to place a kiss on Eddie’s lips–Eddie reached up and balled the collar of Benny’s jacket in his fist and pulled. Hard. Instead of letting himself get tugged and pushed around, Eddie forced Benny against the wall and brought his face close enough to kiss. Even harder.
Seemingly caught off guard, Benny gasped and his smirk was replaced with wide eyes and slightly parted lips. “Damn, Eds,” was all he said before he smiled again and returned an equally passionate kiss. Eddie wanted nothing more than to fuck the smile off his face and make him promise to never leave. He figured a couple more kisses would be a good place to start.
Eddie let go of Benny’s collar and instead gripped a chunk of his hair in his hand. He pulled Benny’s face away from his, exposing his neck enough for him to kiss. Benny tugged at his jacket collar to expose more skin. Eddie licked his lips and returned to his task, now involving his teeth.
“Careful,” Benny whispered. While it would be hot to leave his mark on him, Eddie figured evidence of a love affair on the show wouldn’t be the kind of attention either of them wanted. He could escalate this in a different way, anyway. Kissing further down towards Benny's collar bone and shoulder led to Benny’s jacket on the floor and Eddie’s hands exploring his back under his shirt. Benny was horrible at keeping quiet, allowing several whimpers and moans to escape his lips.
“You’re one to tell me to be careful,” Eddie scolded. “Keep it down.”
“Ha, sorry,” Benny breathed, tossing his head back as Eddie gently nibbled at his chest.
Soon enough, Eddie’s hands lingered on Benny’s belt buckle, silently asking if he could continue. “Please,” Benny whispered. Eddie momentarily fumbled with the buckle, but eventually got it undone and slowly unzipped his jeans. With more wiggle room, Eddie’s hands slipped below the waistband of Benny’s boxers and familiarized themselves with what curves they could find. He returned to kissing the other man, getting sloppier every second as he continued to grope his ass. He was so desperate, he couldn’t help but grind his hips into Benny’s as he began fingering the rim of his hole.
“Fuck, Benny,” Eddie whispered. “I need you so bad.”
“You’ve got me, babe.”
With that, Eddie pulled Benny’s jeans and boxers down to his knees and turned him around so he was leaning against the sink and looking into the mirror. “Look at how pretty you are,” he said, hoping he could get a good view of Benny’s face when he pressed a finger against his asshole. Benny moaned slightly too loudly at the pressure of Eddie’s finger and brought a hand up to his mouth.
“Sorry,” he whispered. Eddie ignored him and instead fully inserted his finger. If he made another noise there would be real consequences. Thankfully, the only noise that came from him was a small hiss. “That’s so good, Eds,” he said after Eddie’s finger was fully inside him. Eddie just hummed in response and began inserting a second finger.
“You’re good at this,” Eddie noted. “Unsurprisingly.”
“Hey! What’s that s’posed to mean?”
“That you’re a slut.”
“Fuck you.” Benny moaned despite himself. Quietly this time, but just loud enough for Eddie to hear. He was learning a lot about his co-contestant that he never imagined he would. “Eds, I want you inside me.” Eddie could feel his ears and cheeks begin to burn at those words. His cock twitched in his pants at the thought of fucking into Benny’s hole. “Please.”
That was all Eddie needed to hear. He pulled his fingers out and began unbuckling his own pants. Once his dick was free and his pants around his ankles, he spat in his hand and began stroking himself. Slowly at first, but picking up the pace to get himself completely ready.
“Eds please,” Benny whined.
“How do you feel about slapping?” Eddie asked abruptly.
“What?” Benny looked back at him through the mirror. Eddie just raised an eyebrow. “I– uh. I like it a lot. Especially coming from you.” That stupid smirk returned. Eddie tried his hardest not to smile as he brought a hand up and back down against Benny’s ass. It made Eddie even harder watching him try not to make any noise.
“Is the traffic light system good for you?” Benny asked through heavy breaths.
“Mhm.” Eddie smiled, embarrassingly excited to get to set up safe words.
“‘Kay,” Benny said. “All green here.” Eddie couldn’t wait any longer. He gripped Benny’s ass with one hand and lined himself up with the other. Before pushing in too much, he rubbed his tip against Benny’s entrance. The friction felt amazing, Eddie did his best not to moan too loud.
“Please just fuck me,” Benny said, pressing himself against Eddie’s dick and forcing it inside him just a little bit more. The pressure of Benny’s hole squeezing against him was pure bliss.
“Please, Eds. I need y–” Before Benny could finish his sentence, Eddie cut him off with another forceful slap. He barely made any noise. He’s so good. As a reward, Eddie pushed deeper until his entire length was inside.
“Ahh,” Benny moaned softly, wordlessly letting Eddie know how good he was doing. Slowly, he thrusted in and out, gradually increasing his speed and force. He gripped onto Benny’s hips for support, memorizing each curve and edge through the pleasure.
Once he had a good pace, Eddie leaned forward against Benny’s back and reached around his hips to grab ahold of the other man’s cock. He began to stroke his length, eventually matching the pace at which he was thrusting. Precum from Eddie’s tip smoothed out each movement the more the two fucked, heightening the pleasure for the both of them.
“Damn, you’re too good, I’m getting close.”
Eddie moaned, barely able to contain himself any longer. A wave of pleasure washed over him at the praise and he thrusted faster and faster into Benny, getting sloppy with his rhythm.
“B-Benny,” he whimpered. “I’m close too.”
“Perfect,” Benny gasped. “Come for me, babe.”
The order sent him over the edge. With a few more thrusts, Eddie came hard into Benny. The feeling of his cum lubricating his thrusts almost made him want to keep going until he came again, but decided against it as he heard Benny finish with another too-loud moan. He felt Benny’s cock twitch as cum splattered against the bathroom floor. He took a moment to catch his breath and let Benny ride his high before pulling out and standing up.
“Eddie,” Benny breathed, still facing the mirror. “You were so good.”
“Thanks,” Eddie said awkwardly. Benny turned around to face him, that silly smirk seemingly stuck on his face. So handsome.
“Is that proof enough for you?”
“Hm?” Eddie almost forgot why he screwed Benny in the first place, other than him simply being attractive.
“I wouldn’t let just anyone fuck me like that.”