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“Fuck” Zanka was still in shock.
Not two minutes ago he was jerking himself off to the idea of a man he wanted in and on him, and yet the furthest thing away from him too. And now, that very man lay atop him, sucking and biting on his neck, enough to leave marks that not even his uniform could cover.
Something about that turned him on even more, the idea of people seeing him, shit he wasn’t supposed to be the freaky one here.
Jabber, who was surprisingly gentle as of right now was sucking lower and lower down Zankas chest, leaving a trail of hickies as he went. Zanka had no idea he was so sensitive to this kinda stuff, but when Jabber started playing with his nipples, his head and back arched to make a near dome.
“Fu-uck Jabber” he was already sweating, so sensitive for no reason, and Jabber was getting a kick out of it.
“Yes baby later, I promise I’ll fuck you till you can’t even scream”.
Zanka was going to die.
His heart was pounding out his chest, he could feel himself get ridiculously harder, all from just a few words. Never in his life did he think he’d be this turned on by words like that, never did he think he’d be in bed with an enemy, especially Jabber. How the hell did he end up here. Zanka couldn’t deny how hot Jabber was to him, how much he turned him on, how much he was able to let go of when Jabber was there, and all from him just jerking him off. Jabber didn’t seem to be an enemy anymore.
“How do you want it?”
“What?”
“How do you want it, fast or slow, any kinks I should know about?”
Zanka blushed bright red, enough to be mistaken for a traffic light, something that sentimental and horny at the same time??!
“U-uh, I, I don’t know, I think I like d-degradation and praise, and I think I want it slow but-“
“Hah, just kidding, you don’t get to chose”
In an instant, Jabbers hand was grinding down on Zankas hard on, as he sucked and play with his chest, turning his soft nipples to buds in seconds.
Zanka was on fire, he was so turned on, but so incredibly terrified of others hearing him. He tried desperately to contain his moans, biting his lips till they bled.
Jabber noticed, ripping Zankas pants off of him in a blink of an eye, leaving him completely bare. He took two of his long, slender fingers and pushed them to Zankas lips.
“Suck”
“W-what”
“Suck them bitch, imagine it’s my dick and suck it like the whore you are”
Fuck this should not be incentivizing to Zanka, but it was. He opened his mouth as Jabber forced the two digits inside. This seemed straight out of a porno, Zanka could not believe he was doing this, but that didn’t mean he wanted it to stop. Zanka tried desperately to coat the two fingers, licking their length up and down, secretly wishing it was Jabbers dick, maybe he’d let him suck him off later, he hoped so.
Not a minute passed and Jabber pulled the fingers out of a now whining Zankas mouth, gasping and the emptiness he now felt.
Jabber lowered the fingers to a place Zanka couldn’t fully see laying down. Zanka was beyond confused. He was already in shock that Jabber liked him enough to give him hickies, but this was also his first time with anyone, and he didn’t fully know what was to happen next.
“Why did you want me to do that?”
“Huh? You mean lube up my fingers, well babe I may be a masochist but that doesn’t mean you are, I’ll go slow just for this bit for you”
“Wait what, what do you mea-AHH!”
Zanka lay in shock, hand desperately trying to cover up from the guttural and frankly raunchy moans coming out from his throat.
Jabber curled his finger, it felt like he was looking for something, trying to grab onto it somehow, whatever that was. After only a few seconds, which felt like hours to Zanka, Jabber added another finger, soliciting a high pitched whine from Zanka.
Jabber began moving in a scissor like motion, it was clear he had a goal, Zanka just didn’t know what it was.
Zanka, after about a minute or two of being stretched out and prepped finally mustered up a faint question. “W-what ar-RE you d-doing Jabbe-er” fuck he sounded so desperate, he might as well be drowning in it.
“Don’t worry babe, let me take care of you, I’m just looking for your-“
“AANGHHH~!” Zankas back arched up nearly rising up off his bed and he saw stars.
“found it…” Jabber said with a devilish grin painted across his face. He looked scary enough to be some notorious serial killer but to Zanka, it was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
Jabber groped Zankas newly found prostrate, rubbing against the tender bundle of nerves, foundling and caressing it, borderline finger-fucking it.
Zanka was moaning like nothing he or Jabber had ever heard in their lives, eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head, he could feel how close he was.
“Ja-jab-berrr, I’m gonnaaa, I’m so closeeeee~” Zankas whined out, so close to the edge, Jabber could have breathed on him and he’d have cum.
Instead, Jabber immediately ripped his fingers out of Zanka, leaving Zanka whining and gasping for more.
Zanka nearly cried at the sudden loss of touch, he’d been so full as of a second ago, he needed it back so badly, he was so so close.
“Jabberrrr whyyyyy” Zankas nearly sobbed.
“Again baby, don’t you worry about a thing, Ima bout to give you the real thing now, and if my fingers got you that close, I don’t think you’ll last more than a few seconds with me actually inside you”.
Zankas face was almost the shade of a cherry, a deep crimson splashed across his face like some modern art painting. He watched as Jabber undressed, stripping his shirt off and revealing his perfect body. “Fuck, I’m never going to stop am I” Zanka thought, he was so unbelievably hard he felt Jabber could just say a word and he’d cum right on the spot.
Jabber dropped his pants, slipping his boxers off after. Zanka stared, literal drool pooling in his mouth.
Jabber looked in every sense of the word, perfect. But Zanka felt nearly scared looking down at Jabber, well more specifically his member. Jabber was big, really big, it wasn’t like Zanka was small by any means, not even average, but Jabber, Zanka was scared how that would fit in him, but it didn’t stop him from wanting it.
“Like what you see babe?” Jabber chuckled almost menacingly.
“How, h-how will it fit” Zanka gulped down.
“It will, I’ll just need to prep you a little bit longer, you were so close to cumming so I had to stop but I’d say I need at least another finger to stretch you out, maybe even two”.
Zanka was going to die.
Jabber returned to Zankas hole and shoved the previous two finger back into Zanka without warning, earning a startled moan. He quickly added a third finger, and then a fourth, fully stretching Zanka out, it was clear they were both getting desperate.
When he thought Zanka was fully prepped, Jabber lined himself up, shoving two other fingers into Zankas mouth and coating them in spit, and guiding them down to his dick, stroking himself a couple of times to spread the “lube”.
“You ready?”
“Fuck, yes I’m ready” Zanka nearly teared up saying it, he was so painfully hard.
“Alrighty then, prepare yourself babe, I’m not going slow…” and with that, Jabber shoved himself all the way into Zankas mouth with one thrust.
Zanka screamed, predictably, and threw his head back with a new found pleasure. Never had he been so full in his life.
“Fuuuuck babe you’re so tight, God damn this feels amazing” Jabber groaned out, as he tried to angle himself better.
After a few seconds, Jabber began moving, picking up pace increasingly quickly, and pounding into Zanka like his life depended on it. He aimed himself, trying to remember the spot that had made Zanka lose it before, seen stars and nearly cum on the spot. He grabbed Zankas legs up and put them over his shoulders, slamming to him from different angles trying to find his prostate.
“JABBER! THERE, RIGHT THERE, F-FUCK AGHHNG!”
Jabber stayed pounding in that direction, the perfect angle that made Zanka look like he was on the cover of some porno magazine. Jabber could tell Zanka wasn’t going to last much longer, he was scraping at Jabbers wrists and white knuckling the bedsheets. Zanka began to shake and stiffen up. Moaning but still trying to cover his mouth futilely.
Jabber grabbed Zankas hands and forced them to the sides, holding them down.
“I thought I told you I was going to make you a moaning, screaming mess, everyone in this place will hear you, you don’t get to cover you moans whore. Let me hear those beautiful sounds you make for me baby, moan for me like the real slut you are”.
In seconds, Zanka was screaming Jabbers name as he poured white ribbons over his and jabbers stomachs. He looked like an angel now, Jabber was in awe, but he didn’t stop. No, Jabber continued to plow into Zanka as if he weren’t even there.
Zanka was now incredibly overstimulated and sensitive. He didn’t fully register what was going on until a few seconds after his high calmed down, where he realized he was still being fucked while he lay there almost unable to move.
“Anghhh~ Ja-bbbuh-ber, I’m so sensitive, pleeaase, i don’t wanna cum again so soon, fuuck f-fuuuh s’good”
Jabber surprisingly slowed down, but in turn thrust into Zanka deeper and stronger with each thrust. Jabber could feel Zanka getting close again, and he quickly grabbed onto Zankas painfully hard dick, keeping him from finishing.
Zanka was a whining, moaning mess. Blabbering random words that were barely even sentences, and everyone once knew a while loudly moaning Jabbers name. His pleasure overload was like a drug, so addictive, so so good. He was already so close again.
It was less than a minute since he had cum and Zanka found himself hard as a rock again, moaning, crying from overstimulation, sobbing and begging Jabber to just please let him cum.
“Ja-habbberr please, please lemme cum, I’ll do anything please, I need it so so bad, a’bad agghnngh~”.
“Of course my love, you said you’ll do anything, I’ll make sure you keep that end of the deal”.
With that, Jabber picked up with pace, slamming into Zanka like never before, hitting his prostate dead on while he played with Zankas tip exclusively.
Zankas eyes rolled into the back of his head, he saw and felt complete pleasure and he came the hardest he ever had in his life, with the loudest most raunchy moan of “Jabber”s name.
At the same time, Jabber thrust deeper and deeper, so close to releasing too, so close to the edge.
“Cum in me Jabber, please, cum in me”
That’s all Jabber needed, he came violently deep inside of Zanka, moaning out Zankas name as he did. Fuck they really were perfect for each other.
After about a minute, Jabber slowly pulled out. Zanka, nearly passed out, moaned from the overstimulation and sensitivity, but almost immediately fell back down as Jabber fell down next to him, on the soft cushions of previously neatly made bed.
“Fuck that was amazing, baby you’re so perfect for me, I love you for that”
“Fuu-uhk, you l-love me?”
Jabber blushed “Huh, yeah, I do”
Zanka blushed too “I do too”.
The two passed out, Zanka already knew he wouldn’t be able to walk for days, oh well, others could train Rudo, only Zanka could have Jabber all to himself.