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You joined the cleaners about two weeks ago, bro had found you in Canvas Town just wandering around. You grew up as a traveler so when your family settled a few towns over you decided to keep moving with your mothers trusted book bag following the red string wrapped around your pinky. Now you're sitting in the cleaners HQ drumming your fingers on the table, your backpack resting on the ground between your knees as bro and Enjin are talking while the kids draw your just on the outskirts of the room. You've been struggling to connect with anyone other than bro, you were mostly quiet and still wearing the same baggy jeans, jacket that hid your figure, and steady boots. You'd been told someone named August would be getting your measurements and making you a whole outfit but you were still unsure of it all, growing up a traveler and trans didn't leave you unscarred but your mom said this would be good for you.
The silence is quickly broken by a voice you can only describe as so boisterous, it made you physically jump and almost fall off your seat but what startled you more was the tugging of the string on your pinky. "YOOOOO WHERES THE NEWBIE?" you had to cover your ears from the loud sounds. Bro rubs his neck with a silent apology for not warning you about him. Bro waves you over "This is him but he uh doesn't do much talking" bro says calmly. "WHAT OH HE'S ONE OF THOSE QUIET TYPES?" You didn't jump this time because you realized this is just his regular speaking voice. You nod, truth be told living on the road you got used to not talking much. "OH COOLS WELL COME ON NEWBIE-" you tilt your head when he cuts himself off and looks down at your pinky, you follow his gaze and realize how tight the string is because its connected to August's under his glove. You look wide eyed knowing no one else can see anyone else red string before your gaze lands back on August who looks unsure for a moment before stepping forward and fitting with his gloved fingers. "SO UH…SHIT!" August blanks on what to say and it made you chuckle "yea shit indeed" you mumble, a few look surprised and you don't know if its cause he blanked or because you spoke.
"COME ON LETS GET YOU MEASURED" August shakes his head like a dog to clear his thoughts and reaches down picking you up, you're starting to see he's a bit odd but you don't mind of course. You paid no mind to anyone's reaction as you let him carry you and your backpack with surprising ease, eventually being let down in what looks like a design studio with loud techno music blaring when you wince at the volume August slips off his headphones and puts them on your ears letting them muffle the sound. You smile up at him before speaking "thanks August." You'd never been a very romantic person and always took the soulmate part of the red string in a different way. August nods smiling wide and poses you so he can measure you, he was glad you focused so hard on staying still. Once you're all measured you just kinda sit on a bean bag there looking around in awe, soon you grow tired. Truthfully you didn't think to leave and august was happily drawing and jamming out it felt peaceful as you fell asleep in his beanbag.
You stir to the feeling of August picking you up, his headphones still on your head "DUDE ITS DINNERTIME" August announces as he carries you toward the cafeteria. "August you know I can just walk right?" you joke but August just shrugs "WELL DUH BUT I'M GONNA CARRY YOU" You blink for a moment before shrugging and letting him just carry you into the dinning hall, once you make it to a table with a shy looking girl and team child. August plops you his lap and frankly you've stopped questioning his thought process or actions, plus you didn't mind being carried and moved by him it was… comfortable. You smile when August stands and sits you in his seat to grab food for you both, team child and team akuta both wait till he's outta ear range before Enjin breaks the silence "sooooo you to got comfy fast." Enjin fishes carefully not wanting to scare you off. "The red string" You say simply, part of you knows that doesn't explain much.
The shy girl clears her throat "August um he doesn't I mean" she stammers. "I DON'T REALLY VIBE ROMANTIC LIKE" Augusts voice interrupts as he comes with trays of food. you didn't flinch standing so he can sit before putting yourself back on his lap. "huh? me neither, neato" you shrug starting to eat. August relaxes a little when hearing you weren't expecting a fairytale romance. He liked being close to you it was comfortable but not romantic. You both eat in comfortable silence and once you're done he carries you back to his studio which you only now realized is also his room. "YOU CAN STICK CLOSE TO ME, YOU DON"T SEEM TO LIKE A LOT OF PEOPLE AND MOST DON'T LIKE ME YO" August say plopping you down on his bed where you bounce a little. "like roommates?" you question with a head tilt blinking up at him. "SURE!" He grins jumping into bed, his hair spreading out like a jellyfish. You watch him get comfortable and lay next to him. "How do you feel about the whole red string thing?" you ask suddenly while staring up at his ceiling.
"I DUNNO, NEVER PUT MUCH THOUGHT INTO IT RATHER WORK ON MY MASTERPIECES" August says after a moment of thought "WHY? WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT IT?". You bite your lip as you gather your words "well I don't mind a partner, like a life partner where we have each other's back and share a room but not romantic… ya know?" you look over trying to see if you were clear. "I GOTCHA DUDE!" August smiles "MAYBE THIS WHOLE STRING OF FATE THING ISN'T SO BAD" you sit up pulling off your boots and jacket with a yawn, carefully removing his headphones and putting them on the side table while he takes off his shoes, glasses and overalls and flops on the bed. You follow suit tucking next to him, you both kinda stare at each other for a moment before he grabs you pulling you to him, the closeness was nice after being a lone traveler for so long. It didn't take long to fall asleep as you got used to his loud music and his scent.
As you sleep your dreams take a turn, you weren't a stranger to wet dreams with as lonely as it was on the open road. But this one in particular, had your apparent soulmate touching you in his energetic way. The dream had you squirming in your sleep against August's side, and while he's normally a deep sleeper he's also normally alone in bed. August's eyes slowly open, at some point in the night your body's shifted so your back is pressed against his chest and it takes a moment for him to register the way you were fidgeting in your sleep and only a second longer for him to understand why as your boxers ride up and slick coats your inner thigh. August's hand is still resting on your stomach as he starts rubbing little circles just below your belly button, he felt almost in a trance as you let out such little sounds in your sleep. He knows he should wake you up or ignore it but every time your hips twitched they'd brush against his crotch, and the almost ghostly touch was making his cock painfully hard. August nudges his nose against your shoulder, feeling your sleep warmed skin against his lip. There aren't many chances for hook ups in his schedule, normally his hand does the trick but you just feel so soft and warm and you keep brushing across his hardening cock that's now tenting his boxers and painfully stiff.
Slowly August shifts his hips closer so your wiggles are almost constant, your ass rubbing against his hard on with every little move. Every time you settle August rolls his hips against your ass, chasing the pleasure that woke him up. He knows it wrong to not wake you up when he's basically humping your ass but he can't bring himself to as he fishes out his cock and carefully slides it between your thighs, it takes everything in him not to aim a little higher and fuck your hole. as he slowly fucks your thighs, his cock frotting against your tdick, he gently rubs you sides to slowly wake you up. "mmfuck hey wake up a little yea?" August finds himself whispering and actively watching his volume as he tries to coax you awake. "So wet holy hell dude, need you to wake up a little for me." he switches to gently shaking you and sighs in relief when he feels you waking up.
"Hmm? August?" You mumble, your thighs automatically squeezing together as your still blushing from your dream it takes you a few moments to recognize what all is happening. "I'm sorry man your just so warm and you kept rubbing up against my dick" August pants against your shoulder, your bite at your lip still hazy in sleep as a whine escapes. "shh its alright we are soulmates after all yea? Just stay all limp and soft I'll do everything then we can sleep" August coos as he reaches around and strokes your little dick. You sleepily nod just relaxing into his chest as his fingers found their rhythm, with all the fidgeting you'd got so sensitive so it didn't take long till you were bucking into his fingers till he held your hips steady. "Close!" you manage to shine out but August pulls his fingers away from your throbbing clit making you whimper and pout. Hearing the sound made August chuckle "hey now little dude be patient" he teases waiting a little longer before going back to rubbing your dicklet, your toes curling as the feeling builds faster this time but just when you think he's going to let you cum he pulls back.
Big crocodile tears fill your eyes as your almost orgasm drifts away, August reaches down giving your dick a slap that made you jump, he quickly rubs over the aching flesh of your little dick as he kisses your neck. "Oh I'm sorry that was mean, you wanna cum?" August teases spitting on his fingers and gently wedging your leg up before rubbing your clit in fast ruthless flicks, you buck and writhe in his hold as the pleasure fills your body and violently crashes over you. August watches and doesn't stop till tears of pleasure trail down your face, he takes a moment to kiss your cheeks to check on you. When you offer a dazed smile he continues, rolling you on your tummy and lifting your hips, he takes care to stuff a few pillows under your hips. In the moment neither of you thought about a condom, and any chance of remembering went out the window as he cock filled your in one long thrust. August couldn't believe how addicting the feeling of being inside you is, it felt like your pussy was trying to trap him and it took a few breathes to stop from cumming immediately. Slowly he found the strength to slowly start dragging his cock in and out of you and you were a mess.
Under August you cling to his sheets, hugging his pillow. Your body limp from pleasure as you just take his cock and fall apart, the tears haven't stopped and you look like a cock drunk mess. August reaches up, his hand cupping the back of your head "whats wrong handsome to busy feeling good to talk? Just mumbling and blabbering, but you take my dick so well with this greedy hole." August teases gently, draping his body over yours gently. August's free hand reaches around gently squeezing the base of your cocklet, the feeling making you drool "F-feels good so good mmmmm" you mumble finding words even if they're choppy. August smiles shakily his thrusts stuttering as his breath picks up, he'd been holding off his orgasm since the beginning and it was getting to be too much at this point. Augusts are wraps around your neck, not choking you but the hold gave him leverage to fuck into you deeper. It felt like your brain was melting from the pleasure rushing through your veins. "In…. inside please?" you squeal biting his forearm as you cum without warning, you cling to him as you do, your body bucking and milking his cock as his pace does not waver. August kisses your shoulder as he pounds into you, his thick cum filling you as the feeling drives you over the edge again, your juices painting his balls as you squirt.
Neither of you move as you come down, August makes no move to pull out of you aching hole. You didn't move to pull him out either, more than happy to fall asleep full of him it felt… safe. You knew in the morning you'd need to shower and the two of you will need to have a conversation about this but that would wait, tomorrow you'd write home to tell your mom what the red string lead you to.