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“Oww! Dude, your bandage is way too tight, man."
Wemmbu complained with a whine, his tail twitching visibly with enough force. Although his demure remained calm, he felt way too exhausted with his muscles savouring the leftover exhaustion and soreness from the latest fight. He leaned back slightly, enough for his back to touch Eggchan's torso.
"Bro, move. How am I able to treat all of your injuries?” Eggchan huffed, settling his hand on Wemmbu's bare shoulder, whilst the free one was gripping the residue of the bandage. He then shifted into a comfortable position.
Wemmbu remained silent for a few minutes, and then sighed with pure fatigue. “Why don't you just… you know, use your healing power, Egg?" He crossed his arms over his stripped chest, head turning lightly, adequate to narrow his eyes at Eggchan.
Eggchan glared at him, then at the other wounds that were displayed all over Wemmbu's body. It was visibly insufferable to look at, like you're sharing the same pain as him. Eggchan winced at the sight, it was deeply obvious that no perfect amount of consuming gapples or healing potions can fix these bruises.
And so, Eggchan began to lower down his hesitation and intentionally gave in.
"Bro.. Alright, fine fine. Turn around.” Eggchan said with a still voice, shoulder slumped like a big object was chained to it, dropping his hands to his thigh. The bandage rolled away from them with a delicate slowness.
Wemmbu perked up. He switched thoroughly and faced Eggchan, the distance comfortably settling in. He felt a warm hand secure his forehead, swaying his violet strands of hair away from his face.
The cooling effect didn't take too long to enter Wemmbu, it felt like a massive pool of relaxation washed and splashed his whole figure. The intimidating exhaustion and injuries vanished perceptibly, like it didn't exist in the first place.
But that was an exchange for Eggchan's energy.
Weariness crept in. He moved his hand away from Wemmbu's forehead, his bones immediately weakening, as if a jelly had replaced his insides. His form instinctively leaned into Wemmbu, more up close than before. He nuzzled his head in Wemmbu's shoulder, trying to swerve his energy back into his physique as he closed his eyes.
Splendid fingers wrapped around his waist, thumb caressing it with circular motion. “Yo, you okay bro?" Wemmbu questioned, pulling Eggchan closer to him. Now, Eggchan's thighs were pressed against his lean hips, completely straddling his lap.
Eggchan replied with silence. His body involuntarily moved closer to Wemmbu, whilst both of his hands braced himself by holding onto Wemmbu's forearm. Eggchan’s breathing was ragged but undeniably controlled, his chest hovering up and down with a quick rhythm.
This wasn't an unusual occurrence, it just happens once in a lifetime. The healing power is inevitably the main and first course of draining Eggchan's energy when in use, and with this forsaken server, drained energy with a little will to move is the last thing you'll ever want.
No other ordinary person has open knowledge about this, just Wemmbu and Eggchan. Just as Wemmbu had immediately known that his best friend has healing powers that weakens his body before, his first pure instinct was to keep it confidential between the two of them.
Any singular mind with common sense will get the idea of bad effects if you've willingly shared to people in this server that someone you know has a power that heals people.
And so, they kept their mouths shut and didn't dare to talk about it.
Eggchan's breathing was a bit controlled as he started to relax himself with his eyes half lidded and mind fogged, trying to grip the strength of fighting himself to not fall asleep right in wemmbu's shoulder.
He started to notice Wemmbu's silence as well, and that made him pull himself back to reality. He perceived that his hips were shifting into Wemmbu's lap with deliberate movements, perhaps on cue for a more comfortable position.
Eggchan's lips were also hovering inches away from Wemmbu's neck, and he knew that Wemmbu felt all the heavy breathing directly hitting the side of his throat.
He assumed that his best friend didn't mind it, knowing that they have this closure and intimate touches that occur invariably in any way possible. His grip on Wemmbu's forearm changed, both of his own hands are now settled on Wemmbu's bare shoulder and finality settled down to his lap.
That is until he felt a hard poke underneath and Wemmbu's trembling fingers around his waist.
“Dude, seriously?" Eggchan wearily huffed, bearing himself by sitting up straight with his grasp not changing position. The hold of his waist tightened, accompanied with Wemmbu's stubborn whine with his tail making no effort of holding itself from swaying side to side.
"What?! It's not my fault I'm hard because of your ass constantly moving-” Wemmbu received a hard smack by the top of his head, one where it came from Eggchan's entire bloodline. “Ooww!! You're so fucking mean."
Wemmbu's other hand moved away from Eggchan's waist and caressed his head, sympathizing it with exaggerated gentleness. He took a good look at his best friend's flushed face, and that somehow turned him on ten times better.
“C'mon man, lemme make it up to you, egg." Wemmbu assured, clinging onto Eggchan's figure as if the floor was going to swallow him alive if he ever removed his longing touch.
Eggchan went still for a solid second, his whole sentiment debating whether to disagree and leave himself hanging, reaching out for something he couldn't quite comprehend, where it will take an hour to swerve his own energy back to his own body. Or, fully drain his energy into an unbelievable scenario, and immediately gain it back afterwards.
"Let's just make this quick bro.”
“D’alrightt." Wemmbu exclaimed, already palming his bulge through his pants, his hard cock standing out through the fabric. His tail not calming down whilst he unfasten Eggchan's belt with a quick movement. Wemmbu tossed it away and it landed with a clank, hooking his finger into Eggchan's waistband and shoved it down along with his boxer.
Eggchan's palm met with Wemmbu's trouser, instantaneously fumbling around the cloth with a trembling breath as he felt two wet fingers enter his inside right away.
“Already clenching around my fingers, cute." Wemmbu stated, his breath ragged but undeniably controlled, pumping his whole fingers in and out, the sound of squelch replacing the silence scattered around the room.
Wemmbu intended to tease Eggchan in the way he liked. He pressed his two fingers into that precise spot within with enough pressure, enjoying the way Eggchan bolted with a small whimper, his neglected hard dick twitched between them, smearing precums against Wemmbu's stomach.
"Mnghh- ah.. Wemmbu-!” Eggchan moaned, his hands settling on Wemmbu's shoulder, nails scraping against his pale skin. Eggchan's eyes fluttered shut while actively grinding against Wemmbu's fingers, desperate for more friction.
"Damn dude, instantly fucked out, that's sad.” He stopped his fingers from moving, Relishing the way it clenched around him. Wemmbu smiled mockingly, his free hand wrapping around Eggchan's penis. “Aw, don't worry, I'll fuck you up more with my cock. Is that what you want, egg?”
Eggchan whined, nodding weakly. His other hand moved instinctively, wrapping around Wemmbu's fingers who's currently gripping his dick. He insisted on moving them, until Wemmbu swatted his hand away.
“Speak up."
Wemmbu twisted his wrist just so, thumbing Eggchan's slit with sluggish movement. Eggchan swore he saw lingering stars burst into both of his eyes. Wemmbu withdrew his fingers away from his hole, focusing on stroking the hard average cock Infront.
Eggchan didn't in fact speak. The words tied tightly deep into his throat, his chest hovering up and down with his slightly parted lips releasing short ragged breaths. His entrance was clenching onto nothing, and is desperate for more sensual sensation. But hell, Eggchan would rather do reckless things than admit embarrassing needs.
Well, that is until Wemmbu's hand left his aching wet dick. He then settled one of his hands to Eggchan's hip, whilst the other one held his own thick cock and angled the tip to Eggchan's fluttering hole.
Wemmbu teased him, only pushing an inch inside. He watched how Eggchan's slick opening stretched just right, swallowing the blunt of his dick like it was waiting for decades.
“Fuck.. fuck–!” Eggchan hissed, the burn and stretch felt painfully good and overwhelming at the same time. He wanted to sink down further, but Wemmbu's clasp was holding him back. He knew for a fact that Wemmbu is more intensified than him. That thought sent a spark running down his spine, which directly dropped to his throbbing cock, flickering lightly for once.
Eggchan felt Wemmbu's tail wrapping around his thigh, that unmistakable giggle coming out from Wemmbu's jagged breathing. “Egg.. eggy, eggy.. my adorable cum dump. If you're that desperate for my cock, speak properly.”
Eggchan buried his face to the crook of Wemmbu's neck, a whimpering mess. A tingling sensation going farther down his belly, a deep shade of crimson spreading across his face. His energy sinking down the drain from time to time, too complicated to whine a complaint. “Yes! yes.. please! Wemmbu, I want your dick inside me!”
That was all it took. Wemmbu fully slammed Eggchan down to his lap, the whole base of his dick throbbing inside him, the head of his cock rubbing against Eggchan's prostate. “holy shit dude.. you're still so—ngh..— so fucking tight.”
Eggchan's mouth fell open, forming a silent scream with tears glistening in the corner of his eyes. He braced himself by hugging Wemmbu's neck lightly, bringing his face right in front of him and went in for a kiss.
Wemmbu's tail tightened around Eggchan's thigh, both of his hands cupping his best friend's hip, ideally hauling him up, then slamming him deep back down. The kiss didn't last a minute.
Wemmbu's full cock was pulsing inside him, like it was entirely marking his body in a way no one can bat an eye at. Eggchan was unconsciously clutching around it, seemingly making his inner being look like he was trapping Wemmbu inside him forever. He can feel himself pathetically stuffed already, a blunt bump appearing on his lower belly.
“Heh, look at that adorable bulge, egg. Looking like I'm rearranging your guts.” Wemmbu murmured, his hand splaying over the swell, pressing lightly just to hear Eggchan whine. “Bet you like that, don't you? Me fucking you until you remember nothing but my name, won't you my filthy slut?”
Before Eggchan could answer, he was suddenly bent over with Wemmbu still buried.
Eggchan's ignored cock was constantly hammering helplessly, desperate for a touch. His trembling hands made no effort to reach for it when Wemmbu pinned them behind his back. “Nuh uh, you don't get to cum till i say so, you cheap fucktoy.”
“Ngh—...ahh- pleasee, wemm—bu-!” Eggchan screamed when Wemmbu almost entirely pulled out his dick, then slammed back in, his balls pressing flush against his ass. He began to fuck Eggchan’s tight hole like tommorow isn't gonna arrive, his pace intractability fast, the sound of skin slapping skin filled up the space.
Wemmbu's free hand held Eggchan's hip, fingers digging into his skin hard enough to leave marks. “You dirty dumb whore, this what you wanted? Savour it you weak bitch.” His tone hinting mockery, groaning as he aimed for his prostate that made Eggchan's eyes roll back each time they had sex.
“mghh-.... again, pleasee!” Eggchan tiredly begged, his tears not fighting back the urge of holding itself back, involuntarily came streaming down his cheeks. He didn't even realize a faint trail of drool came out his mouth, he didn't care.
He arched his back further and tightened his walls. Wemmbu giggled, grinning as he hit his g-spot again and again, abusing that sweet spot whilst he ignored Eggchan, protesting about wanting to cum.
Wemmbu pulled his cock out leisurely before hardly thrusting inside. He continued the act, each move sending sparks up to Eggchan's head. His mind was fogged and he felt light as a feather, he felt Wemmbu unpinning his hands and his fingers immediately went scrambling against the floor. ”wemmbu..- nghhh–!.. guh-”
“Awww, so greedy for my dick. Such a pretty cocksleeve.” Wemmbu uttered without breaking his act, his palm cracked against Eggchan's ass, the sound sharp in the quiet room. “Gonna breed this hole and you're going to take all of it like a cunt in heat.”
Wemmbu's rhythm stuttered, his thrust going erratic as his orgasm built. He lowered over with his hip persistently moving, chest pressed against Eggchan's back. “Cum." He ordered, stroking Eggchan's length deliberately.
Eggchan came in a broken cry, shivering as Wemmbu didn't stop fucking his guts, milking him dry. " Nuh.. no, too much, too much..!” he cried out. Wemmbu sent a final hard and rough thrust that sent Eggchan's body prickling the tiny bits of his energy to keep himself from passing out before burying himself into the hilt, cumming inside Eggchan.
Wemmbu pulled out slowly, both of them wincing at the loss. He watched his semen come out of Eggchan's entrance, dripping down his thighs. “Egg, you with me?" He asked, his finger scooping all of his cum before pushing them back inside Eggchan.
“Bro, I'm never healing you again."