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007n7's head was pounding.
He'd had a rough day, as his blood sugar was all over the place ever since he woke up that morning. Unfortunately, not taking care of your health, especially when you had diabetes (more specifically type 1 diabetes), came with very unpleasant consequences.
Sweat poured down the sides of his jaw and stuck to the rough stubble on his face resulting from not shaving for a few days. Whatever, it wasn't like he cared about that kind of thing, anyways. Shaving always gave him irritated razor bumps because his stupid ass refuses to go slow and take his time.
SLAM!!
Seven made an irritated sound as he was harshly thrown out of his attempts at distracting himself from his massive headache. One of his textbooks— albeit one of his more expensive ones he may or may not have used stolen money to purchase, fell with a loud noise that had felt as if it's echo pierced through his skull. His tail grew ridge at the sudden noise.
He really didn't feel like moving around that much. Each step made his vision fuzzier, his ability to breathe difficult, his head pound in sync with his heartbeat.
The book that felt strangely heavier than usual in his grasp was promptly picked up, with 007n7 ultimately deciding that the longer he stood there looking like an idiot, the worse it'd get for himself.
His body swayed back and forth, almost as if he were aboard a cruise ship.
What the actual fuck..
Thank Telamon he was close to his dorm. His and Noli's shared dorm.
Oh. Right.
Noli.
He couldn't wait to see Noli, his hacking partner, his boyfriend— to lay down in his arms after a long day of suffering. 007n7 swore he wasn't imagining it when his headache subsided just slightly at the thought of Noli.
After walking among the rows and rows of the seemingly never-ending dorms, he finally reached his destination.
Knock
Kno—
"Seven!" Noli exclaimed in his characteristically glitchy voice, the door flying open as if he'd been listening right at the door for Seven's return. The man immediately tackled 007n7 into a bear hug. Instantly, his heavy stack of books fell onto the carpeted floor, thankfully cushioning the fall.
"ACK—!"
The sudden movement sent a spark of pain throughout his skull, his fatigued body threatening to collapse. Noli, concerned, gingerly stopped hugging his body and inspected him.
"Ah shit... I.. um.. I'm sorry, Sev," The masked exploiter apologized quickly, fetching the fallen textbooks from the floor. "Are y-you okay? You d..don't look so good, man."
007n7 nodded slowly, feeling guilty for scaring his boyfriend like that. Nonetheless, he was guided back into their dorm as he quietly explained his irritating problem.
"Dude, you know you c-can't just... um.. neglect your health," He chided, aware of his volume in making sure he didn't worsen 007n7's migraine. Said person threw himself down onto his bed like a ragdoll.
Despite Noli's worries, though, his words were very hypocritical. Seven knew about his habit of eating Ramen Noodles for practically every meal and drinking at least 2 of those shitty energy drinks from the gas station per day.
He was honestly surprised the guy didn't die of cardiac arrest yet.
'Cheap doesn't always mean bad', he'd say akin to an educated know-it-all while never looking at the ingredients label at the back.
Still, he found Noli's concern endearing. The tough-guy persona he normally put on around his other hacker friends always seemed to fade away whenever he was in 007n7's vicinity, even if they were both equally assholes to each other.
"I know that," the hacker murmured, his tone a lot more quieter than usual. His tail flicked tiredly behind him as looked up at Noli, grateful, after he was handed a cup of tap-water and some candy to get his blood sugar up.
He honestly hadn't meant to neglect his health— he was just very consumed in all his classes, his studying. 7n7's parents always had high expectations for him, so it wasn't surprising that studying was his number one priority— besides Noli, of course.
The hacker didn't want to be a failure despite the illegal acts he'd do, specifically with Noli. They'd constantly terrorize Robloxia to the point of the admins being on-guard all day, every day. That pizza boy, Elliot, was their main target.
The poor guy was 9 times out of 10 left scrubbing graffiti of slurs off the sides of the building and cleaning up messes they'd cause by the end of the week.
Not to mention the multiple close-calls the duo had with being caught by Builderman. With the help of his c00lgui, though, it made their escapes possible.
"... Feeling any better, Sev?"
007 nodded as he munched on sugary candy. It stuck to his teeth annoyingly. But whatever, at least the headache was finally starting to subside during his moment of reminiscing their adventures, making his thoughts way more clearer. Yet, the fatigue in his body still lingered uncomfortably, unwelcome. Noli could tell.
That man could read him like a fucking book.
"Lay d..down for me," Noli said, his hand resting on Seven's shoulder, urging him down. "...only if y'wanna."
He wasn't forceful. The latter's tone stayed patient and calm. He could never hurt someone he cared so dearly for.
007n7 hesitated for a moment, looking to the side with an unreadable expression. He did want this, but in all honesty; he really didn't want Noli to comment or notice the changes his body had been going through. He was getting really insecure about his body lately, presumably due to his lack of self care.
Eventually he pushed those worries mostly to the side and obliged, laying down on the old bed with the frame squeaking along with the movement. He eyed Noli, curious on what he could possibly be planning in that head of his— he could almost see the gears turning in there.
Noli's palms were resting on the mattress, propping his own body up as he caged 7n7's body in. The action, which may have seemed urging, didn't make the hacker feel trapped whatsoever. The closeness of Noli comforted him.
The masked exploiter grinned a wobbly smile when noticed the way Seven was blushing, that sheepish smile exposing his braces.
Oh how he loved that smile...
The metal of the brackets along with his other face piercings reflected the cheap, dim lamp light on the nightstand next to his bed. The masked one stared similarly to a man hypnotized, his hand coming up to caress one of 007n7's warm cheeks.
"Wh-what are you doin', Noles?" Seven stammered, moving his arm to sling over his stomach. His cheeks curved with a brighter smile and it made Noli's heart flutter in his chest.
"Shh, just um.. lay down a-an' relax for me, alright?" Noli cooed, leaning down to kiss his neck tenderly. "You've had a long day..."
The kisses trailed up to his face, morphing into love-filled pecks, calculated and playfully placed across his face. The hacker chuckled, his eyes closing in bliss.
He lived for moments like these.
Slender hands ran up the sides of 7n7's body, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. Noli was probably trying to play it off as teasing, but 007n7 could easily tell that it was a nervous stim for the man. He found it cute.
"Are you.. uhm, okay with th-this?" He stuttered, looking at his boyfriend in the eyes. He wanted his full, honest consent.
007n7 opened his mouth, then closed it. They were pressed into a thin line. He wanted to scream yes, that he was okay with it— but he just could not shake the unpleasant feeling in his skin. Noli noticed, of course he did.
"Hey, Seven?" He cooed, stroking his arm gently, the one slung over his stomach. "We don't have to.. to do this i-if you don't wanna."
"I do, Null. Trust me." He offered a stiff smile, internally praying it was convincing enough. The way his tail anxiously wrapped around his own leg in an attempt to self-soothe made Noli suspicious.
The latter hummed, kissing his boyfriend's collarbone. He decided to listen to 007, knowing that if he didn't like something, he'd certainly get told so.
The masked exploiter made work of tossing off 007n7's shirt, which had a worn out band logo from years of use. He shuddered at the cool air exposing his flushed skin, his top surgery scars standing out in the light. Careful hands traced the scars, almost as if they were holding something to be treasured, treated with utmost care.
And in a way for Noli, that's exactly what was happening.
007n7's breath hitched, the sound barely audible, yet still caught by Noli. The unmistakable sound made him grin.
It wasn't their first time having sex, by any means! They have done it multiple times, even before they made their relationship official. Yet, despite the amount of times they'd indulged in these acts, the two had never gotten used to it. Every time it happened, it felt like their first time all over again.
The masked exploiter kissed his way down his boyfriend's body, stopping at his stomach. He rubbed the skin gently, before pecking it and using both hands to rub at the surrounding skin. He got an amused leer from 7n7.
"Okay, you pervert, enough of my stomach," 007n7 laughed, trying to humor the situation to mask up his nervousness. "This is definitely a new thing." The call-out caused Noli to blush furiously.
Had he not liked it..?
"W-well," Noli started, voice tinted with a flush. "You've been.. uhm.. insecure about your weight n' stuff. Thought it'd help, man."
7n7's heart skipped a beat, his breath stuttering for a moment. So this wasn't one of Noli's weird ass kinks— he was genuinely trying to make him feel better about himself. It made the latter feel bad for jabbbing fun at his attempts at loving his body, and oddly enough, a warmth bloomed in his chest.
"N-no, I mean it does help," His hand ran through Noli's hair, coaxing a relaxed noise. "I err—.. Thank you..."
A glitchy chuckle came from Noli, before he continued. He caressed the skin of 007n7's navel, noticing that, yeah, his tummy was still there, but he'd lost a little weight to his chub. The man wasn't super overweight, but he wasn't exactly built like a twig either.
So it made Noli a little disappointed and anxious to be reminded of this fact. He wanted 007n7 to take his health seriously, however he didn't want to ruin 007n7's self esteem, nor the mood, so he refrained by mentioning it, period.
This didn't mean he still didn't love his body, not at all! He was utterly infatuated with his boyfriend in many, many ways that didn't just include intimate parts of himself, whether that would be the horns on his head, the tail that waved slowly behind him, his multiple scars, or his pretty eyes, he would spend days worshipping every inch of his body to show his devotion, if he could. Not in a overly-creepy way, more of a I-want-you-to-see-how-much-I-love-you kind of way.
A hum vibrated against his skin as he placed one, final kiss on his tummy. He then moved his hand up to play with the stiffened peaks of 7n7's pierced nipples, his eyes locked onto his face. Noli's painted nails fiddled with the red, metal balls, twisting them and flicking teasingly.
"Mmph... N-Noli..," Seven groaned, his hand immediately slapping over his mouth in embarrassment. He didn't like to sound pathetic or whiny, but Noli definitely liked it when 007 did. And he made that very known.
"Love the... the noises y'make, Sev," Teased Noli, a smirk making itself apparent on his face. The cocky, yet loving expression was clear as ever on both his comedy mask side and regular side. It made Seven want to kiss that smirk off his stupid, teasing... Mask? Face? Eh, both would be better.
"Shut— mpf, up, you dumbass." The tone, tinged with flusteredness, was hard to make seem intimidating to Noli as he smacked him with the tip of his tail with a small 'thwack!'. His failed attempts at trying to seem unbothered were no use to the masked exploiter, with him finally pulling away from the reddened tips of 7n7's nipples.
That didn't mean Noli was done with loving on 007n7's body, though. He was far from it.
Noli kissed down his hairy chest again, admittedly groping at his pecks and squeezing a couple times. But when he got a death glare in response in doing that, he figured that maybe that wasn't the best option to do to a tired and already sexually-frustrated 007n7. He pulled his hands away reluctantly, obviously not wanting a slap to the face.
Open-mouthed kisses, pecks, licks, bites— all were meticulously placed on the expanse of 7n7's skin, teasingly leading down to his boxers, which the hacker wanted off now. All his insecurities appeared to melt away in the loving hands of his boyfriend in that moment, and it made him feel as though he actually, seriously belonged.
After what felt like years of waiting, Noli ended up making it down to his navel, one last bite marking his sensitive skin before he stared at the soaked through boxers in his vision.
All this foreplay and he didn't even know he worked up poor 007n7, the wet spot seemed to be spreading in real time with each praise or kiss. But... What was most prominent was the slight bulge in the thin fabric. It was throbbing in a way that made Noli almost feel bad for it.
"Fuck— Null, do something, please..!" 007n7 begged pitifully, hips subtly rutting once, twice into the air. His tail swayed impatiently. "You're taking so fuckin' long." He hoped it was doing something to successfully entice Noli into hurrying the fuck up, because honestly, he was awfully pent up and horny.
When was the last time he had even jerked off?
"My bad, Seven," The masked exploiter 'apologized', but his tone showed he obviously didn't mean it. He thumbed at the twitching dick, a quiet moan coming from 007n7. The latter wanted to bottle up those pretty noises and keep them forever to listen on repeat. Him being infatuated with Seven was an understatement.
"Mmm... Sev-vy, you're ge-getting so big," Murmured the exploiter. He made sure to sound extra proud, with the praise immediately being sent to 7n7's dick. It twitched pathetically, with the man shuddering beneath Noli.
Jackpot.
One thing Noli thankfully did fast was removing the wet boxers that stuck to the hacker's skin awkwardly. A thin line of slick connected the clothing, promptly being tossed behind the man's shoulder who-knows-where.
The cold air quickly hit 007's hairy cunt, with his heart then speeding up in anticipation. The slick by his entrance was shiny beneath his pubes— which he didn't bother shaving often, and the grool began to drip down to his ass. After watching Noli admire him, the hacker thought Noli was done with the praise, but he was proven wrong.
"L-look atch'ya," He cooed, using his thumb to gather the slick leaking from his hole and rub it onto his throbbing t-dick. "Getting.. s..so big, Seven."
007n7 keened, hips needily twitching against the slender fingers circling his hard-on tortuously slow. The praise from his boyfriend made him feel warm inside, a blooming sensation that almost seemed to make the lingering fatigue and insecurity fade away. Almost.
The exploiter had him right were he wanted him; desperate, needy, and a lot less stubborn. His tongue lolled out right in front of his t-dick, hot breaths fanning against it and further sensitising the hacker beneath his hands. The long, pointed tongue that was Noli's lapped at the slick between 7n7's legs, beginning to make him shake. A remark fell from the hacker's lips, presumably some sort of insult, though it was pretty much unintelligible.
"Holy shit— mmmh... N-Noli, Noli..!" 007n7 cursed, his moans breathy. One of his hands shot down to tangle itself into Noli's hair, the other one fisting in the cheap bedsheets with white knuckles. A chuckle from the man in question sent vibrations on his dick, further heightening the sensation of being eaten out.
The purple-coloured tongue swirled around his t-dick with the hardness twitching hard in his mouth. He felt more slick gush from the latter below, the wet 'shlkks' from his cunt increasing in volume along with his whines. This, in turn, resulted in Noli drinking up his fluids like a man who hadn't had water in years. The stickiness tasted divine to the exploiter, sweet yet salty at the same time, and undeniably 007n7.
Once he'd lapped up most of his juices, he returned to abusing his swollen member, which was something 007 clearly really liked.
"Fuck— FUCK!" A louder moan. "Like— like that..— oh my, T-Telamon, just like that.."
It was only a matter of time before he'd cum.
He heard 7n7's pants increase in frequency, his grip tighten in his hair— which kind of hurt, truthfully, and his whole body was trembling. He was on the edge, almost there...
Noli popped off, licking and smacking his lips loudly, not even being subtle. He heard a frustrated sound bubble up from 007n7, a (somehow) intimidating look aimed his way. He looked like he was about to strangle the life out of Noli.
"What— what the hell, Noli! Y-you bitch, why'd you stop??"
"Because last t-time you busted all over my face and got.. got my mask all wet," Noli said with a straight face. When he saw the glare from 7n7 increase in hostility, he quickly added;
"H-hey! I mean— It's not like I didn't like it, it w-was hot as shit but like, I.. I didn't quite enjoy cleaning it off mid-fuck sesh, y'kn--"
"OKAY, OKAY— I get it." 007n7 cut him off before he could finish, mumbling for him to continue what he was doing. With the green light, Noli did just that.
Shamelessly, grey sweatpants stained with taco grease were chucked somewhere along with pre-soaked underwear. It was quite evident that Noli was trying to go fast, as the erection he revealed was a painful red.
007n7 felt sympathy for the poor thing.
"Heh, I get you that worked up, huh?" 007n7 took the opportunity to poke at Noli as revenge for teasing. Not even just that, but the fact he had that much of an effect on Noli really boosted his confidence. Like, someone as handsome as Noli, having a massive impact from just simply seeing him so.. so vulnerable.. It did things to him he would not like to admit.
"You didn't even have to touch yourself. You probably wanna fuck me sooo bad, don't you, Noles?"
And to top it all off, he added a little wiggle of his hips, only making Noli harder— even more than he already was. He blushed brightly underneath his mask, the cheeks on it turning a shade of purple.
"Y-yeah? And what if I do?" He quipped, reaching over to the night stand by his bed— which was littered in Witche's Brew cans, to grab a condom from one of the drawers filled with lube, bongs, and weed he managed to sneak on-campus. 007 rolled his eyes, but hey, at least he got to get a close up view of Noli's chest stretched over as he grabbed it.
Tearing open the metallic pack with his unobscured half of his face, the masked exploiter rolled it onto his length hastily, but not before pumping his length a couple times. "..Remember, Sev;" he started. "This is also me h-helping y'wind down from.. f-from your rough day. I don't wanna go too hard on ya. As much as you'd like me to...."
Noli was correct about him wanting to go hard— he, in full honesty, wanted to be rammed into mercilessly until his legs couldn't carry his weight without shaking for a good couple days. At the same time, though.. He knew he wasn't in good condition to be going all out.
Not just that, but he also sort-of, kinda, maybe wanted Noli's affection, praise, and most importantly, his comfort. Of course, he would never admit that out loud. It's like, way too embarrassing.
"I know, I know," murmured Seven after a couple seconds of zoning out. Soon, he felt Noli prodding his entrance, the tip begging for access. He nodded.
Hips shook, breaths were shared, hands trembled, and despite what the Noli's instincts were telling him, the latter went slowly, steadily. While halfway inside, he leaned down to get even closer to 7n7, to study his expression carefully to make sure what he was doing was right. It seemed he actually was based off his reactions.
"Shi-hit, Noliiii... Hngh—" 007n7's head lolled back as he felt the exploiter bottom out. His tip kissed his cervix sweetly, causing the hacker to feel dizzy with pleasure. The tail that was 007n7's was restless as he was worried if he felt right for Noli, so..
"Is this like.. actually good for you?"
Noli leaned down and pressed his forehead against the hacker's, sighing deeply. "Of.. of course t'is Sev," he murmured. "Y-you feel amazing.. nghh.. So p-perfect.."
"So tight.. S-so.. Nphf-- good..." Noli continued, his voice way more glitchier than it usually was-- probably because he was flustered as hell. Meanwhile, 007n7 practically melted in his boyfriend's arms. The words of affirmation made warm inside, comfortable, loved.
"...C-can I move now?"
"Y-yes, Noli.. Go ahead."
Permission was given, and hips immediately retracted and thrusted inside. The tip prodded against 007's cervix once more, prompting tears to form in his vision. Immediately, he blinked them away as another slow yet somewhat hard push stimulated his g-spot. With the startled moan that was punched out of 007n7, Noli knew he'd hit just the right spot.
"There?" The masked exploiter questioned cockily. "You.. Y'like it right th-there, don'tcha?"
He got an eager, frantic nod in reply.
In and out, slowly the pace sped up. All sorts of noises filled the room— mostly 007's for that matter, and it grew quite apparent that the hacker gave up on trying to stay quiet. Each grind of Noli's dick pushed the meaty tip just right against his sweet spot, with the movements making 007n7 shudder and mewl. Bright stars began to burst in his sight.
"Right—.. Fuuuckk....!!" 007n7's curse died off into a mix of a moan and a whine, the sound of pure ecstacy sending pleasant shivers down the exploiters spine. He didn't speed up his thrusts though, no matter how loud every bone in his body screamed for him to fuck his beautiful sight of a boyfriend senseless, he obviously knew that was not the right thing to do in his state.
"Shhh," Noli tenderly shushed Seven's undeniably loud mewling and cries out for the latter. He felt a tight squeeze on his thigh and looked down to see Seven's tail strangling it. His breathing was shaky.
Noli was barely holding his composure to not immediately cum within the first 5 minutes of being inside 007n7, as that'd be quite humiliating.
The latter eventually did quiet down to breathless whimpers, and focused on Noli's words of adoration, like Sev, you're s-so tight... and It's okay, you're doin' s-so... so well..
Then 007n7 thought he would collapse when a purple hand slithered down to pinch and rub his twitching t-dick. It throbbed against the exploiter's digits in sync with 7n7's racing pulse.
"Ngghhhhn—!" 7n7 cried out, swiftly being quieted with a press of lips against his own. Noli's hips continued to pump his slick-covered cock in and out of 007. Their tongues tangled and intertwined, similar to a twisted version of wrestling. 007n7's tongue piercing clanked against both of their teeth. He could taste himself on the exploiters mouth from when he ate him out, and he would definitely be lying if he said that didn't turn him on any more than he was.
They parted with a wet smack, a thick line of saliva connecting their swollen lips before snapping. A bead of sweat dripped down the side of the hacker's forehead, with Noli licking it up with absolutely no hesitation. Seven's throat bobbed as he swallowed thickly at the heated sight. It sent him awfully close to the edge.
"M'close..!— Gonna—gonna cum!" 007 gasped, using his best ability to stay coherent for Noli. As opposed to what the man did last time he was close, he actually let him finish.
"G-go ahead, S-Sev..." He stuttered. "C-cum for me like a g-good... good boy."
Holy shit. That just about did it for him.
007n7's back arched harshly against the cheap covers, a shaky cry leaving the hacker. His eyes rolled back, grunts and all sorts of sounds involuntarily punched out with each sloppy, wet rut. The hacker's cunt tightened violently around Noli's still-thrusting cock through his powerful orgasm as his tail stilled and vibrated through it. Noli was chasing his own release too.
Hazy with post-orgasm bliss, whimpers left 7n7 with each slap of the exploiter's thrusts. Overstimulation promptly set in, his eyes rolling back as the man of the hour was still somehow fucking thrusting.
Telamon, who decided to give Noli actually good stamina today?
"Fuck— Fuck... S-Sev-vy.. Gonna c-cum so hard— so good. Gonna knock y-you up..—" The latter was just babbling horny promises, making the scene even more pathetic than it needed it be.
"Mmph— y-your pussy... it's so g-good, Sev.. Puh—please, let me-- let me cum.."
"N-nobody's stopping you, jackass.." Seven grunted, somehow, someway, close to cumming again. Probably because how Noli being pathetic was such a big turn-on for him.
Noli whimpered and bit down on the juncture of 7n7's neck to silence his noise. An incoherent mutter then escaped him, before a loud groan as he emptied his warm cum inside the condom. Though, he was most likely imagining the rubber barrier wasn't there to stop his cum. 007n7's body shook and he came around the exploiter's dick a second, final time. He then slumped back, joining Noli in panting.
"Oh my, Telamon.." 007n7 gasped for air. The skin where Noli bit stung, yet it only enhanced the sensations of their coupling.
After some time, a masked face lifted itself from the hacker's neck where he'd bit down, eyes half-lidded. He eyed up the wound he had caused with pride, secretly hoping it'd stay there for awhile as a badge of honor.
Seven on the other hand, looked at him with and expression he barely used;
Worry.
"Shit, Noli," he croaked, legs still trembling from the experience. "Y'gotta clean.. that off before it gets infected."
"Ah," a sound of realization. He tied up the used rubber and tossed it into the trash bin next to his bed and maybe missing. Nasty bitch.
"Brb."
There's no fucking way this guy just said 'BRB' in real life.
007 had no energy to question Noli at the moment, and waited for the man to return.
Footsteps came from the bathroom and Noli was holding a first-aid kit that their dorm came with in one hand, one of those cheap plastic ones you'd find at the dollar store. In the other sat a damp, warm towel.
Eh. Better than nothing, he supposed.
Popping the plastic container open, the latter plucked out the alcohol pad packets as well as a large bandaid.
"Hold st-still," Noli instructed. " 'S gonna hurt."
He tore open the packet with his teeth (geez what is it with this guy and doing that) and started to gingerly hovered the pad over his wound, mildly unsure of where exactly to start.
007 hummed, bracing himself for the sting. When the pad did end up swiping against the bite mark, which had broken skin yet didn't go too deep, it didn't hurt as bad as he thought it would. The bandaid was then applied and stuck on by Noli. His ggentleness looked like he saw Seven as glass that could shatter if handled without precise carefulness, and 7n7 noticed.
"There we go," The exploiter smiled, studying 007n7's facial expression. He smiled back.
"... Thanks, Noles," he whispered, gazing at the man as he then wiped tenderly at 7n7's slick-soaked thighs and the sex between them. The stimulation made him shiver just a little.
"It's r-really no.. no problem, Sev."
After Noli cleaned himself up, he finally collapsed onto his bed with the old frame squeaking in protest. Seven chugged the rest of the water Noli concernedly offered him earlier before their activities. It had been sitting right on the night stand beside them during it, and it was by some miracle that it didn't spill over.
The bed dipped as 007 lied down against the mattress and practically crashed the moment his head touched the pillow. The exploiter huffed in amusement at the sight, soon following after.
"Mmm.. Love y'Noles..."
Gods, he was gonna be sore tomorrow.