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“It gives me a direct view of your house so I can keep tabs on you.”
Regect sits in his pondering room, hands covering his non-existent face in also non-existent embarrassment.
God what was he thinking saying that, and the way Z’s voice after hearing that..god, Regect is a fucking weirdo. an exasperated sigh rushes out of his..
transparent mouth.
“Not like in a weird way— in a ‘I hate you’ way..”
Wow Regect, that’s such a fantastic way of trying to backtrack out of a bad situation and sounding even more shady in the process !! how do you do this to yourself.
Walking out of the room, he’s placed right in front of the dreaded pool room, the stupid area was the reason he was even in this mess. watching Z in his house in that room..doing. stuff in that room.
He can see that it’s already dark outside when he walks in, the room being lit up by the four torches that surrounded the pool. He breaks two of them so he isn’t seen by Z, the room being dimly lit now as Regect slowly steps into the pool. Sitting down on the steps as he looks up and out of the window, staring at Z’s house right across his. A warm feeling slowly pooling in his stomach.
A shaky breath escapes from him as he plants his hands on his thigh(s?), slowly caressing them, being gentle with his body, working himself up as he tried to imagine Z’s voice, Z telling him things..Z watching him.
As his hands move inwards he tries to fantasize about what Z would be saying right now, about Regect jerking off to his perverse and erotic fantasies. Maybe Z wouldn’t even let him touch himself, maybe Z would have him grind against his thigh, make him earn the right to cum.
A gasping noise comes out as he finally touches his pelvis, reaching down towards the zipper that keeps his stuff hidden. He imagines Z’s hands toying with the metal of the zipper, a small smug smile and a snarky attitude in his voice.
“Do you really need this that bad Regect…doesn’t seem like it to me.”
a whimper this time while Regect unzipped his private area, his pussy already feeling so wet with just simple thoughts and teases.
A finger slowly enters his tight hole, while his other hand covers the area of space that his mouth would be at. A second finger enters while Regect tries to keep himself quiet. Slowly, back and forth. Back and forth. over and over as he tried to get used to the feeling of being fingered.
“Mhm, that’s what I do to you ? that’s honestly really pathetic Regect. But what else do I expect of you.”
His thumb reaches over to rub gently against his clit, heavy breathing being heard as he pumps his fingers faster into himself, adding another one to scissor his cunt open.
“So greedy, so impatient. I can’t stand you.”
“g..greedy….y..yeah..”
The words slipped out so fast he couldn’t catch himself. He was slipping away, feeling his climax approaching faster and faster now, more horny and sexual thoughts invading his mind.
His arm felt weak and shaky be he kept going faster, his fingers going deeper inside of him while his thumb quickened the circles around his throbbing clit. mewls and groans coming out of him consistently.
“C’mon, I know you can do it. Cum for me.”
Regect’s body tensed up and shook violently as he wailed, a gush of slick releasing out of his cunt, his breath quick and rapid. After a few moments of collecting himself, he looked at his hand, seeing him covered in his very own juices, a grossed out expression on his..nevermind.
“..fuck.”