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“So that’s what happened.” A rough, whispery voice growled.
“Hey- That’s just what I heard from Heed! And what she heard from Kookoo…
But if you wanna know the whole story you should probably ask him or Elkman yourself!” A charismatic voice laughed nervously.
Drain had come to Mime’s house in search of Elkman, his “boyfriend” of 6 years. They’ve hit rough patches throughout the years and had an on and off relationship, them being on break for a few weeks. Elkman had never sought out other people for sexual gratification during their situationship, but that had suddenly changed.
Drain's body twitched, his fists balled up and he dug his nails into his skin. Mime watched helplessly as his friend from across the table looked like he was about to explode.
“I- I mean, aren’t you guys on a break-?”
“That fucking whore.”
“You guys are barely together anyway so-”
“That’s not the POINT.” Drain slammed his fists onto the table, standing up from his chair. Mime was taken aback, not daring to make a sound. Drain clawed at the table, slowly sitting back down.
“Where is he. I know you have his location.” Drain hissed.
Mime sputtered, “Drain- come on- be reasonable now!”
Drain wrapped his hand around Mime’s “neck” and pulled him to the middle of the table, bringing him in close. Mime choked and kicked his feet as they dangled off the floor, “O-OKAY! Okay, Drain- OKAY!” Mime gasped for air as Drain loosened his grip, Mime’s face slamming into the table.
Elkman buried his face into his pillow, groaning and aching thinking about the night before. Him and Kookoo had an enjoyable night — at least in Kookoo’s perspective — but something about it felt wrong to Elkman. He tried to get over his guilt about Drain the whole day, after all, it’s not like they were actually together, but his heart still hurt nonetheless. He covered himself in more blankets to try and sleep it off when three loud bangs echoed through his house. He jumped from his bed, startled, slowly heading out of his room to investigate. He saw a dark figure in front of his door and sighed. Complaining in his mind about an entity coming over so late, he slowly walked over and turned the handle. Right as the handle turned, Drain began shouting.
“You really didn’t think I’d figure out, huh?” Drain stepped in and kicked the door shut, backing Elkman up into the hallway.
“Drain? I- Wait, what?!” Elkman stammered.
“You slept with that fugly BASTARD. You think I’m not enough for you? Huh? ANSWER ME.”
“No- That’s not why I- … I thought we were on a break!”
“You’ve never gone out fucking other entities before.”
“Listen, I’m just really tired of our relationship being so… Complicated-” Elkman was pushed to the wall, Drain pinning his hips down. Their height difference was pathetic – Drain’s shoulders only reached Elkman’s hips – but he had enough strength to keep Elkman down. Elkman huffed, a chill running up his spine as Drain’s fingers gripped his sides. He could feel blood rush to his face, seeing how close Drain was to his heat.
Drain slid his right hand up to Elkman’s chest, rubbing and scratching it gently, making Elkman shiver. He growled softly, “We didn’t have to be like this.” He pressed his body against Elkman’s, a strange, slimy tongue making its way out of the hole Drain’s neck should be. It snaked out and drew itself against Elkman’s V-line, Drain’s hot breath kissing his skin. Elkman leaned his head back against the wall, his chest raising and falling with shaky breaths.
“My god…” Elkman whined, “I missed this so much. I’m sorry, Drain, I really am. I regret doing all of that stuff with Kookoo. I kept thinking about you; no one could ever touch me the way you do. You’re all I think about every day and it pains me whenever we go on these stupid non-contact phases. I only want you, Drain. I wanna be closer to you than we could ever physically get.”
Drain’s tongue slithered down, dangerously close to Elkman’s cunt, which was now fully visible. Drain seemed to be calmer now, as his grip on Elkman’s hips loosened slightly. “It’s my fault. I keep letting you get away from me. If I didn’t keep breaking it off, you wouldn’t have…
I was afraid. I didn’t know where to draw the line in our relationship. I didn’t want to be bound by one, but… Ever since we got together, I lost interest in any other entity – I doubt that I had an interest in anyone else in the first place. I didn’t know how to go about my romantic feelings, so I kept pushing away. But now I realize, I’d rather die than let you get taken by someone else.” Drain finally slid his tongue inside of Elkman’s hole, pumping in and out, rubbing against his clit, “I love you, Elkman. I want you to be mine.”
Elkman quivered and moaned as Drain’s tongue entered him. He brought his hand to Drain’s shoulders and patted them, “I love you too, Drain- So so much. I’ll never leave you. Ever.”
Drain continued to swirl his tongue around the inside of Elkman’s walls, reaching his g-spot. He lingered there, flicking his tongue around it. Elkman’s body tensed up and his walls closed around Drain’s tongue, moaning pathetically and shifting his hips around. His inner thighs were being covered in Drain’s spit and his own juices that trickled down to his knees. As he pleased Elkman, Drain’s arousal grew as well. He brought his hand down to hold his cock, which was growing quickly. He stroked himself a few times to get himself fully hard, but he let go to preserve his pleasure.
Drain pulled his tongue out, brushing and lingering against Elkman’s clit as a tease, wiping off his liquids against his stomach, “You don’t taste any different,” he rubbed Elkman’s sides, “good to know he didn’t spoil you for me.” He drew his tongue back in, “You still need to make up for that, y’know.”
“Oh… Haha…” Elkman huffed, still shaken by Drain’s performance. “You can do whatever you want to me,” He teased, “as a punishment.” Although it was a tame remark, Drain could feel his heart pounding in his chest after hearing those words. He grabbed Elkman’s wrist and pulled him into his bedroom. Elkman stumbled into the room and was pushed down to his bed. Drain slid his hands up Elkman’s thighs, spreading them apart and sitting in between them. Elkman gasped when he looked down, seeing Drain’s length laid on his stomach, nearly reaching his chest. He covered his snout, letting out shaky exhales as the feeling of Drain’s heavy, warm cock drove his thoughts wild. Drain flexed his muscles, letting his cock smack against Elkman, making him shudder every time they came in contact. He whimpered and lifted his hands above his head, gripping the sheets gently.
Drain lifted himself up and put his hands back on Elkman’s hips. He brought one of his hands up to his dick, slowly stroking. A small amount of stress was relieved from Drain’s chest, but his body shook with growing desire. As badly as he wanted to edge Elkman, like he typically does, he couldn’t help himself anymore. Thinking about Kookoo being inside of his partner made his heart burn with hatred, wanting to prove that he was better than Kookoo could ever be, but it motivated him — and turned him on — even more knowing that Elkman was thinking about him. He lined his cock up slowly and quickly slammed himself into his lover, the hole slick with Drain’s saliva and Elkman’s fluids, making Drain’s body shiver in pleasure. Elkman jolted up, but Drain held his chest down. His cock buried itself deep into Elkman’s heat, his heart pounding hard as Elkman’s tight wet walls fluttered against his sex. Elkman whined loudly as Drain entered him, feeling his balls slap against his ass and his tip kissing his cervix. His body tensed up, sweat already dripping down his chest.
“Oh my god- Drain! You can’t just—” Elkman’s words were cut short from Drain’s thrusting and his hand reaching up and grabbing his throat. Drain squeezed progressively harder as he pounded into him faster, grunting with every thrust, each one smoother than the last; Elkman’s cunt spewed out liquids every time Drain drove his dick inside of him, which helped Drain pick up his pace.
“You said,” Drain panted, “that I could do whatever I wanted to you…” Drain’s chest rose up and down rapidly, "Or did you lie to me?”
“N-no… Nooo…” Elkman moaned, “I would never—” Drain buried himself deep inside of Elkman and grinded against his sweet spot, causing Elkman to jerk his head back and shout loudly, “GH-! I would NEVER lie to you! I promise! I’ll be good!”
“You better be.” He continued to pump in and out, though he slowly became frustrated with Elkman’s height; he was too tall for Drain to get a good grip on Elkman’s throat. Drain picked up Elkman’s legs and put them over his shoulders. He lifted himself up and leaned into a mating press, pushing Elkman’s throat down on the bed, “There. That’s better, isn’t it?” Elkman didn’t respond, his mind too clouded to form words, even in his head; he muttered and moaned like an idiot, which pleased Drain, seeing how he made his partner feel. Noticing that his shoulders were close enough to Elkman’s mouth, Drain drew his tongue back out, “Open wide, whore.” Elkman could do nothing but comply; he opened his mouth slowly, Drain’s tongue sliding in and filling his mouth. Drain forced Elkman’s head up and forced him to take his entire tongue down his throat. Elkman’s gags and chokes were drowned out by the grunting, aggressive slurping, and muttering coming from his lover.
“You’re mine. All mine. We both know no one could satisfy you like I do. I’m gonna keep going no matter what you say,” Drain’s voice got more aggressive with each breath, “I don’t care. I’ll keep cumming and cumming — and making you cum — until I collapse. You want that, don’t you? Filthy boy. So, so filthy.” He kept thrusting, making small comments that could barely be heard over the creaking of the bed.
Each word made Elkman closer to his orgasm. The lack of air and his pussy being pounded mercilessly made his head spin. All he could do was stare at the ceiling and give into the pleasure. He relaxed his whole body, relishing the numbness of his brain. Drain was nearing his own as well, picking up his pace and thrusting rougher and rougher. Drain retracted his tongue, leaving saliva all over Elkman’s mouth which rolled down to his neck; letting Elkman finally breathe. The air that entered Elkman’s lungs sent a chill down his entire body, his mind clearing up enough for comprehensible thoughts.
“Tell me how much you want me to cum,” Drain placed Elkman’s head down gently, patting the top of his head.
Elkman stammered, but the words poured out, “So, so bad. Please cum in me, please. I need your cum. Please, please please please,” the pleasure was too much for him; he began to sob, “I’ll do anything. I just want your cum in me, please.”
Drain, satisfied, pulled Elkman’s head back up and slipped his tongue back in. With only a few more thrusts, Drain buried himself deep into Elkman and released, his cum flowing out in many long bursts. The both of them moaned loudly as their climaxes were met, Elkman’s womb filling with Drain’s thick seed. Still cumming, Drain slid and popped his cock out of Elkman, leaving the last ropes of cum to hit Elkman’s stomach and chest. Drain, leaving Elkman with little time to process or recover, licked all of the cum off of Elkman’s body and drove his tongue into him again, “I’m not done with you yet.” Elkman looked at Drain, too shocked and overcome with ecstasy to react. Drain noticed this and chuckled, “I told you: Until I collapse.”
The rest of the night was a blur for both of them. Completely drunk off of each other’s lust, they couldn’t help but keep going. It wasn’t enough for Drain, and at a certain point, it stopped being enough for Elkman as well. After nearly a day of nonstop intercourse, Drain fell asleep inside of Elkman’s pussy, both of his holes filled to the brim and exceeding past that, his stomach full from being fed load after load. This treatment, to other entities, would have seemed shameful and degrading, but Elkman loved every second of it. He reached for a blanket that fell on the floor and threw it over the both of them, snuggling up to his partner and falling asleep with him.
Extra Dialogue:
Mime: “Drain talk to you recently, Kookoo?”
Kookoo: “Ughh, don’t remind me! I feel shitty now that Elk and him are official now.”
Mime: “Wow, FINALLY! I guess telling him about you and Elk worked out.”
Kookoo: “... What?”
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Kookoo: “MIME, YOU DID WHAT?”
Mime: “I THOUGHT YOU KNEW!"