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Chilchuck grumbled as he leant back against the cold, stone wall, his stomach muscles involuntarily twitching as a large, rough hand brushed against his ribcage. His face burnt a bright red, but he did his best to keep a thorough grimace on his face, occasionally kicking his legs or trying to thwack with his hands. It was no use though, he didn’t have the physical strength to push away from the dwarf, not while he was like this.
“Look how many of your ribs show! Are you even eating what I give you?”
He avoided eye contact with him, feeling Senshi’s dark eyes staring with enough ferocity to cut right through him. They’d ended up separated from the rest of the group after he’d messed up figuring out a trap. He’d initially felt like blaming Senshi for being careless, but he knew in reality the dwarf had just been standing near, and it didn’t feel like a good choice to cause upset while they were stuck for who knows how long.
“I eat what you give me, alright?” Chilchuck groaned, trying to back further into the corner, which in turn just seemed to bring the two closer “I just can’t eat it all at once, you give me portions that are too big.”
Senshi’s hair seemed to ruffle like the feathers of some sort of angry bird at this. Chilchuck had never seen the man look so upset.
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How he’d ended up in this situation was a bit of a blur, beyond his usual stripping down to his shirt and trousers to step out ahead of the others, figuring out a path and calling them forth. Having been raring to set up camp and start cooking again, Senshi had stepped out first, following fairly close behind.
It was at this point that Chilchuck made a mistake.
He’d been feeling lightheaded all day, having managed to skip out on most of breakfast. Senshi of course always gave him a full bowl, the same size as whatever the other group members were eating, which in some ways Chilchuck certainly appreciated, he hated being treated as lesser and given smaller amounts of things thanks to his race, but at the same time he knew that he had to stay light to keep doing his job successfully. He’d noticeably put on weight in the time since Senshi had joined the group, and in reaction had developed a skill for quietly slipping spoonfuls of his portion back into the communal pot for others to take in his stead. This had helped him lose some weight, but it was hard going back to a life of minimal eating, it was going to take its toll.
It was only a quick mistake, but that’s all that was needed in this career. He pressed down on a loose brick in the wall beside him, and the floor seemed to swallow him – and Senshi – up. He heard the clattering of metal as Senshi fell beside him and the muffled yells of the rest of the group disappearing off into the distance.
Thunk!
Chilchuck spent a moment lying on the ground, unsure of if he could move. He was thankful it wasn’t a spike pit at the bottom of this pit, but at the same time, he had no idea how they were going to get out of here. He could hear Senshi shifting nearby, grunting in discomfort as he hauled himself up.
“Are you alright, Chil?”
“I’m alright, I’m over here.” Chilchuck replied, listening as Senshi wandered towards him.
“I can see that. Can you move?”
Chilchuck had forgotten about dwarven eyesight, the darkness of the pit was certainly less of an issue for Senshi. Not that Chilchuck himself was completely helpless, his heightened sense of hearing was especially sensitive now that he could barely see. He gingerly moved one arm and then the other, before moving each leg. That’s good, nothing broken. He sat up and tried to get his eyes to focus, he was gradually getting used to the low light, and he could just about see Senshi kneeling beside him.
“I’m alright, all in one piece at least. And you?”
“Maybe some scrapes, but nothing major.” Senshi held a hand out to the half-foot and helped him to his feet. Chilchuck thanked him quietly and started feeling around on the walls around them, seeing if there was any way out. Much to his dismay it looked to be four walls with no doors, and no loose bricks or the like for him to try and figure out. At least none that he could find in the dark like this. Neither of them knew any spells and it seemed like a bad idea to start a fire in a room with no ventilation.
“Think we might be stuck here, Senshi.” Chilchuck sighed, leaning his back against the wall and sliding down into a seated position. Senshi hummed, weirdly calm about the whole situation. Though Chilchuck guessed he shouldn’t really be surprised, the dwarf was unpredictable at the best of times.
“Guess it’s just you and me for a bit then.”
“Seems so, until we either figure out an escape route or the group finds us.” Chilchuck ran a hand through his hair and ruffled it, huffing. He pulled his legs in and shivered slightly, the dungeon beginning to feel thoroughly cold without his boots, padded shirt and scarf. Or any of his lockpicks. Chilchuck grumbled again.
Senshi sat nearby, still silent other than the shuffle of furs and metal and a deep, rumbling exhale as he moved. The two sat in silence for a few minutes, unsure of what to do or what to say.
“You know,” Senshi broke the silence “I do notice.”
Chilchuck wrinkled his nose in confusion and turned to the dwarf, his eyesight finally starting to allow him to make out shapes. “What’dyou mean?”
“I know you don’t eat what you’re given. It was especially noticeable this morning. Barely ate a thing, let the others eat instead.”
Chilchuck just shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
“Half-foots don’t need that much, is all. Only so much I can fit in my stomach.”
Silence washed over them again, far more uncomfortable this time. Chilchuck waited a little nervously for a response. But Senshi didn’t give one, he just sat still. He couldn’t even feel the dwarf’s eyes on him, as if he was staring off elsewhere.
Suddenly, he heard the dwarf move, and before he could react, he was upon him, unbuttoning his shirt.
“H-hey, the fuck are you doing- “
His shirt pulled apart, the dwarf simply stared, the half-foot staring back in disbelief. He could feel the cold air of the dungeon against his chest, and he was feeling severely rattled, unsure as to what on earth Senshi was even doing.
“You’re lying.” Senshi muttered, brushing fingers against a gaunt waist and visible ribcage, causing Chilchuck to yelp and wriggle. “You’re far too thin. I might’ve been ignorant towards your race in the past but… I’ve seen enough of you now to know that’s not right.”
Chilchuck yanked his shirt closed and glared at the dwarf, hoping the red-hot blush that stretched from his nose to the tips of his ears wasn’t noticeable in the darkness. “You just… touched me…” He wasn’t sure that was the right word, but it was out there now.
Senshi seemed to realise quite suddenly what exactly he was doing and yelped, leaning back to give Chilchuck some space. “I’m so sorry Chil, it just makes me so upset to see you like that. I know starving like that does you no good. It’s probably why we’re down here right now…”
“Yeah well, I guess it’s a lose-lose situation, cuz if I get too big, I’d set the traps off regardless.” Chilchuck hissed, still holding his shirt closed. He was feeling monumentally conflicted. A dwarf pulling his shirt open and petting his front in a dark, private space would’ve been exciting in any other circumstance, but being called a skinny little twig who fucked up at his job didn’t feel very romantic. Despite this, his heart was beating as fast as anything, and his face continued to blush. He could swear it was getting harder to think straight as blood started moving downwards, but he shook his head and ignored it.
Senshi sighed, shuffling back a little further. “I really am sorry, invading your privacy like that.”
He sounded increasingly guilty over the whole thing, which did make Chilchuck feel a little bad. It was certainly a forward thing to do but he knew Senshi had good intentions, he wouldn’t hurt him. He went to button his shirt back up, exhaling through gritted teeth upon realising more than half the buttons had popped off thanks to the dwarf’s rough handling. He decided not to bother and stood up, walking over to the dwarf who was still kneeling on the ground. It put Chilchuck slightly above him in height.
“It’s fine, Senshi.” He said rather sternly, smacking the man on the shoulder, an action that didn’t even cause the dwarf to flinch. “It was confusing – and a little scary if I’m being honest – but it’s just cuz you care.”
Senshi hummed, taking off the hold-all from his back, along with the pan. “It truly is, Chil. I know it’s a predicament, with your duties and all, but I want you to eat well all the same. You know you can always come to me to figure out what I can do to help, if ya need a specialised diet.”
Chilchuck smiled, feeling softer as his adrenaline subsided. “That’s good to know.” He watched as Senshi started setting up a little campsite. Nothing major, just enough for them to get comfortable – and perhaps eat something – while they waited. Again, a fire seemed like a bad idea, but Senshi always had snacks and small meals prepared.
“I’ve only got the one bedroll, Chil, you take it. Least I can do, especially with your shirt looking like that…”
Chilchuck felt a little bashful realising that the dwarf could see that his shirt was still open, and held it shut again with one hand, his other hand resting on his hip. “What are you gonna do without a bedroll?”
“I don’t usually use one, it’s only since being around you lot that I started.” Senshi replied, patting the bedroll with his palm to encourage Chilchuck to sit down. Chilchuck shrugged and plopped himself down, finding relief in the warmth the soft fabric gave him. He’d suggest sharing as they were both shorter races, but Senshi was wide, as most dwarfs are, and sharing would certainly mean lying on top of him… with his shirt open… Maybe with a big, strong arm wrapped around him…
Chilchuck whimpered softly before slapping a hand over his mouth.
“Hm?”
“Nothing.” Chilchuck spat out, in despair at the fact a heat continued to grow in his lower stomach. He’d always found dwarves attractive, as is certainly not uncommon among half-foots, and even when they’d first met Senshi as a socially awkward and dirty stranger, Chilchuck had found him handsome. But he knew the disasters that could be caused by workplace relationships and was content leaving it as a one-sided crush. That said, having his shirt ripped open and his chest fondled by him was certainly having consequences on his libido, and he was just going to have to deal with that.
“Well… Alright.” Senshi seemed a little unsure, but he continued rifling through his bag regardless. From it he pulled out some bread as well as the leftover cooked meat from a recent meal. He sliced the bread, placed some shredded meat between the two halves and passed it to Chilchuck. “You better be eating that.”
“Not got much choice here, have I? You can see me better than I can see you, and there’s no one else to eat it for me…” Despite not being able to see, he could certainly feel Senshi staring again. “…And I will, because I know it’s good for me.” Hopefully that convinced the dwarf. The tension in the room melted away as Chilchuck ate, enjoying the delicate sweetness and fluffy texture of the bread mixing with the savoury, salty flavour of the meat. It seemed to melt in his mouth, it was so tender. He couldn’t help but sigh, he had missed it, eating Senshi’s food without the anxiety of trying to hide something.
Speaking of mixtures, the arousal he was still lightly feeling and desperately trying to ignore mixed with the feeling of bliss and comfort he felt while eating, forming a new feeling that Chilchuck realised felt dangerously similar to love. He’d felt sexual attraction to others before, but love had been something solely kept for his estranged wife up until then, and it was a feeling he’d never really known how to deal with.
He started leaning towards Senshi without even thinking, resting his head on the dwarf’s arm.
“You feeling better, Chil?”
“Mmm, yeah.” Chilchuck wasn’t being pushed away and he was going to make the most of it. He nuzzled against Senshi, amazed at just how warm he was. No wonder he’d never needed a bedroll, he was warmer than one.
“Eating well is important, it’s good to keep that in mind. It’s not just your weight that’s affected, it’s your faculties as well.”
While Chilchuck agreed and getting something in his stomach had certainly helped both his mind and his mood, sitting in the dark on a soft bedroll, leaning on a warm, fluffy dwarf was certainly affecting his faculties. He was getting rather sleepy. He was also losing his will to care about what he said. If he was being entirely honest, there was definitely an underlying anxiety about the whole situation, they were trapped after all. And while they could be revived if they were to die, that would first necessitate the rest of their party finding them. So, if this was it, might as well be open.
“Y’know, Senshi…” Chilchuck sat up and then leant back, his shirt swinging open again and draping to his sides. “Kinda liked you doing that.”
Senshi made a confused noise, turning to face the half-foot. “…The grabbing?”
“Yeah, the grabbing. Pushing me against a wall, pulling away my shirt, feeling me up…” Chilchuck smirked upon hearing the noise the dwarf made in reaction. “Big, rugged dwarf being so rough with lil ol’ me…”
“I… I’m not usually rough…” Senshi huffed, flustered. Not that Chilchuck wasn’t feeling the same, the nerves had returned with a vengeance, and he could feel adrenaline shooting through him, making his limbs ache and his heart race. But that’s what made it fun.
“I must admit, all things considered, could’ve been a lot rougher… You’re so gentle, Senshi~”
He couldn’t help but squeak as Senshi suddenly lifted him up in both arms and… pulled him into a tight hug? Chilchuck would hug back but his arms were firmly pinned, and he had to fight the urge to giggle as the soft, curly beard hairs brushed against his bare front. He settled for resting his head on the dwarf’s shoulder, hot to his core but unable to do anything about it.
Eventually Senshi let him go, gently resting him on the bedroll. Chilchuck grabbed hold of him as best he could and tried pulling him down with him, Senshi complying and gingerly trying to avoid crushing the smaller man.
“Oh my God, take the fuckin’ helmet off.” Chilchuck grumbled, gently but quickly pulling Senshi’s helmet off and putting it aside, squinting so he could catch a glimpse of Senshi’s full face, a rare treat.
They were both breathing heavily, staring at one another, Chilchuck’s arms wrapping around Senshi’s neck. He was desperate at this point, for something, anything. It had been a long time since Chilchuck had been even vaguely intimate with someone and it had never been with another man, so he was a bit lost. But it seemed as though Senshi was too, or at least he was apprehensive.
“You’re allowed to touch, y’know…” He whispered, rolling his head back against the padding and feeling his face burn a little brighter, an ache running down towards his crotch. Senshi didn’t respond with words but with a soft grunt, repositioning himself so that he could rest more comfortably above the half-foot while keeping his hands free. Chilchuck couldn’t help but whimper when he felt those large hands against his front again.
It felt different this time, that was for certain. Warm and giddy and a little ticklish as the nerves in his skin went into overdrive. He felt Senshi lean in, nuzzling his nose into the dip behind his collarbone. He shivered as he felt hot breath against his skin.
“You need filling up…” Senshi mumbled, causing Chilchuck to jump.
“H-hey, little soon for that.”
Senshi paused for a moment. “…With food.” He once again softly petted the half-foot’s sides, causing him to wriggle. “Just feeling how thin you are again…”
“Mmmph, got me all excited for a moment.” Chilchuck folded his arms, flustered that he’d reacted as he had, and a little annoyed that Senshi was still talking about his weight.
“Is that so?”
Senshi squeezed him tight, softly pressing their lips together in a gentle kiss. Chilchuck pressed into the kiss in return, rather enjoying the prickly sensation of the other man’s beard brushing against his face. He lifted his hands up to the sides of Senshi’s head and sunk his fingers into his hair, holding him close. He couldn’t help but grind against Senshi’s stomach while they kissed, hoping that Senshi would get the hint.
Senshi got a little more adventurous, his hands slipping down to pet Chilchuck’s hips and thighs, encouraged by the little noises the half-foot made when he did so. He was getting excited himself now, which was a rare experience for him at this point in his life. Dwarves didn’t have as feverish of a libido as shorter-lived races, and there wasn’t much use in one anyhow when you lived alone in a dungeon. But right now, with Chilchuck writhing under him and responding so favourably to his kisses and touches, he felt a burning desire to keep going.
That’s where difficulty lay, however, as neither of them really knew what exactly they were supposed to do. It was simpler with a woman, Chilchuck thought, or at least with another half-foot. As much as he really liked the idea of being “filled”, it was daunting, and he was unsure of what that would entail. Would he even fit? He certainly didn’t have any kind of natural lubricant that a half-foot woman would possess.
The main fear swimming around Senshi’s head was that he might hurt Chilchuck. Partially due to the physical differences between dwarves and half-foots, but also because of Chilchuck’s underweight frame, he looked exceptionally delicate to the dwarf. He didn’t want to break him.
Chilchuck whimpered, getting embarrassingly close from grinding alone, and stopped for a moment to catch his breath. He looked up at Senshi, feeling his warm breath on his face and pressing into the hands gently rubbing at his thighs through his trousers.
“Y-you should grind on me too…” he muttered. He felt Senshi pause before repositioning himself again, pulling Chilchuck a little further down so that their pelvises met. Chilchuck couldn’t help but grin at how easily the dwarf could move him around, and he felt as though his heart might beat out of his chest when he felt another bulge press against his. They both stopped once more for a moment, breathing roughly and feeling things out.
“Y’sure?” Senshi asked, still a bit timid about his limits. Chilchuck just whimpered through gritted teeth.
“Please, yes…”
He didn’t know how much more anticipation he could take. Senshi was definitely bigger, but that didn’t really surprise him. Where he might’ve otherwise expected some sort of bruise to the ego at this, instead it just excited him even more. The dwarf leant down further, holding Chilchuck’s hips up but otherwise burying the half-foot in his beard, as he was now down at about chest height. Chilchuck didn’t mind, switching between running his fingers along Senshi’s arm muscles and trying to wrap his arms around the larger man, shaking a little in arousal.
And like that, Senshi started moving. Starting at an uneven, careful pace, he grinded back and forth against the bump in the half-foot’s trousers, gently pulling and pushing him back and forth by his hips in rhythm. As his pace steadied out and got a little faster, Chilchuck started moaning, his noises muffled by Senshi’s chest.
Chilchuck could feel himself getting closer and closer, seeing stars and losing control over how much noise he made. With little fanfare, he came, his head shooting back and gasping sharply. But this seemed to go unnoticed by the dwarf, who kept on grinding at the same pace. Chilchuck groaned at the sensation of his spent member being overstimulated, but in a way, he found that exciting too. Getting used for pleasure was something he secretly fantasied about, being left a drooling, overstimulated mess by the end of it. He felt as though saying that to Senshi, at least right now, would scare him, so instead he just rolled his head back and tried to catch his breath, legs quaking.
Senshi curled up a little more to accommodate his smaller partner, getting their faces closer together. He could barely think, all he knew is that he wanted to savour this moment. He took one hand away from Chilchuck’s hips and instead gently cupped the back of his head, pulling him up into another kiss, one that Chilchuck enthusiastically accepted. He continued to grind, a little faster now, hoping the half-foot was enjoying this as much as he was.
There was nothing going on inside of Chilchuck’s head besides sensory information travelling up from his groin, he felt Senshi’s hand behind his head and his lips against his own and pressed feverishly into it. As is the case with half-foot biology, his sexual cooldown was rather short, and he gasped as he realised he was getting excited again. Senshi had been going for that long? Almost as though they’d just started, Chilchuck felt himself getting higher and higher.
Senshi himself was certainly getting noisier too, his grip on Chilchuck getting tighter and his breathing heavier. Despite this, it was Chilchuck who came next, yet again, whining desperately and squeezing Senshi tight. He could’ve sworn he used to last longer than this, but it had been a while, and Senshi was relentless. The sensation of overstimulation flooded his senses again, causing him to whimper.
Senshi’s confidence grew as he heard his partner’s noises, watched as he threw his head back and gasped. He continued to kiss all over the half-foot’s face as he seemed too preoccupied to kiss on the mouth, feeling himself getting closer as well. He turned his full attention back to this, once again grabbing Chilchuck around the waist with both hands, speeding up one more time. Chilchuck simply lay limp like a ragdoll with shaky legs as Senshi worked.
The half-foot groaned as his arousal grew again, barely lasting a few minutes with how sensitive he’d become and how fast Senshi was going. He could feel his brain melting a little, staring down with unfocused eyes at where his bulge was getting positively overwhelmed. He felt Senshi start to shake, his movements getting more desperate, and he realised the dwarf was finally reaching his limit. He lay back and anticipated the inevitable.
Finally, with a sharp inhale through gritted teeth followed by a shaky exhale, Senshi came. Chilchuck gasped in sync with this as he felt a wet, warm substance cover his bare front. In the excitement Senshi’s underwear had folded back, leaving him entirely exposed, causing the sticky mess across Chilchick’s chest and stomach. Chilchuck was too tired and too spent to care even a little bit, and he reached up to kiss Senshi as he returned to reality.
Senshi rolled to the side, allowing the both of them to catch their breath and cool off a little. Once their breathing was calmer and the air less stiflingly hot, Senshi coughed awkwardly.
“Sorry for not… lasting very long… it’s been a while.” He muttered, sounding rather shy.
Chilchuck shot up and stared in disbelief. “What the hell do you mean you didn’t last very long?” his crotch was starting to feel rather sore as the arousal subsided.
Senshi shrugged, now sat on the bedroll. “A dwarf in his prime could’ve gotten at least a few hours out of that…”
A few hours?? Chilchuck was very sure that he would’ve come out of that a different person by the end had it lasted a few hours. “I came three times, Senshi!” he yelped before stopping himself, blushing with embarrassment now.
“Did ya now?” Senshi chuckled. He gently grabbed at the half-foot’s waist and pulled him down onto his lap, petting comforting circles on his back. “I guess there’s something here to be learned about the difference between races…”
Chilchuck grumbled, nuzzling into the dwarf’s beard as a hand rubbed his back, getting comfortable. Well, as comfortable as he could when he was certainly going to be walking a little funny later. He could feel himself dozing off, he hadn’t been sleepy earlier, but he was certainly tired now. He hoped that this whole event would keep his libido at bay for a while.
He jerked awake again upon feeling a wet cloth against his skin. Senshi had taken his washcloth and tipped a little water onto it in order to wipe him clean. “Mph, hey!” he squeaked, feeling a little disappointed in himself that this was seemingly setting him off again, heat gathering in his lower stomach once more. It was absolutely getting no more attention tonight, that’s for certain.
Senshi paused, lifting the cloth up and exposing Chilchuck’s wet skin to the cold air of the dungeon, causing him to shiver. “Just cleaning you up a bit, Chil.”
“Fair, I guess… But you could’ve warned me! It’s freezing.”
It was at that moment that their conversation was interrupted by the sounds of rock scraping on rock quite a distance above them. They both looked up and could see just a crack of light begin to form, causing them to squint. Chilchuck panicked and scrambled out of Senshi’s arms, standing a fair distance away.
“Chilchuck! Senshi! Are you down there?” Laios’ voice rang out from above.
“That we are!” Senshi yelled back. “Unharmed, thank goodness.”
“Very glad to hear it, sorry that took a while. We found some help.” They could now just about see Laios peering down at them, and upon mention of help Namari appeared too.
“There was no way these two were gonna move that stone floor by themselves.” She said, a proud little smile forming on her face.
“Chilchuck! You look terrible.” Laios looked concerned. Chilchuck was too annoyed to speak and was about to start swearing when Senshi interrupted him.
“He’s going to need to rest soon. He’s very tired.”
“Oh, why’s that?”
Senshi was quiet, he knew that it wasn’t the done thing to explain what they’d just been up to, but at the same time he wasn’t very good at lying. It was Chilchuck’s turn to interrupt him.
“…Looking for ways out, y’know, my job…” Not a very good lie, but good enough for Laios.
“I see, well, we’re probably going to be setting up camp soon… Oh, and Senshi! You’ll never guess what we got a hold of!” Laios yelled, excitedly waving a mandrake, head intact. “Mr and Mrs Tansu needed some and they gave us the leftovers. Isn’t that nice? They were fascinated by Marcille’s technique for getting them out…”
Senshi beamed and Chilchuck grimaced. He was getting cold again, remembering that his shirt was still open. A rope ladder unfurled and fell down towards them. Chilchuck hopped up onto it first and started making his way back up while Senshi packed his things back up, he was looking forward thoroughly to being reunited with his belongings and to feel less exposed…
He was thankful to see once he’d arrived at the surface that Marcille was still dazed from hearing the sound of a mandrake shrieking, as it meant there was less questions to answer to while he redressed himself. At least, no questions to answer out loud to others, though there were certainly some questions he was going to have to think through for himself.