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If someone were to walk by the house at this very moment, they’d hear the quiet sound of an extremely popular fighting game alongside the much louder sounds of three different voices shouting over each other.
“Moe, genuinely, how the fuck do you know that move-?!” Ze yelled in disbelief. “This is your first time playing!”
Moe shrugged her shoulders and gave an answer, only half focused on the screen in front of her.
“No, dude, you don’t just learn that from watching Regect of all people play!” He remarked, clearly struggling. “I beat his ass!”
“Now she’s beating yours, dude!” The aforementioned Regect laughed.
The three were having a night in Ze’s bedroom playing Dragon Ball FighterZ; Ze had introduced the game to the other two and they were having a blast. Moe and Ze were sitting on the front edge of his bed currently playing their second round of fighting, since Ze asked for a rematch the first time she beat him. Regect was sat behind them watching cheerfully, enjoying the clown’s gameplay.
Moe would shortly knock out Ze’s last character and win the round.
“Uuuuggghh…” Ze groaned, burying his face in his hands. “Howw…”
Moe giggled and pat Ze on the back as Regect snickered behind them.
“Ohh, she fuckin’ got you!” The monster chortled. “Learned from the best, she said.”
“Whatever!” Ze grumbled. “That was an excuse!”
Moe looked to her side, hiding the truth from them both.
“Do a third round,” Regect smirked. “Watching Ze lose is hilarious.”
“No, no, I swear, I got her strat down now.” Ze insisted.
“You said that last time.”
“That was past me, I’m a new man, I’ve got her strat down.” He turned to face Moe, who was yawning. “Wanna do another?”
The clown shook her head, honking sleepily. Neither Ze nor Regect blamed her; it was nighttime, after all.
“Ohh yeah, that’s cool.” Regect said. Ze agreed with the creature.
“Yeah, go to bed. We don’t mind.”
Moe nodded and stood from her seat, wishing the two a good night’s sleep as she exited the room.
Ze looked to Regect, who was still sitting behind him, and handed him Moe’s controller.
“One more round?” He suggested.
“Oh, you’re on.” Regect grinned, picking up the controller with zero hesitation.
The monster scooted himself upwards to sit next to Ze as the player prepared another match.
Needless to say, it wasn’t long before Regect lost by a smidge.
“BOOM!” Ze called out in victory. “Cooked your ass!”
“Tch, dumb luck.” Regect pouted. “Also shut up, Moe’s sleeping.”
Ze hushed himself down immediately.
“Right, right… whoops.” He fumbled, still relishing in his win. “Lemme guess… you want a rematch?”
Regect stretched out his arms, letting free a very clearly fake yawn.
“I’m good, I’m good. Real tired all of a sudden.” He said, setting the controller on the floor, moving to sit on the side of the bed, and flopping down onto his back. Ze chuckled.
“Bullshit, you’re just mad I kicked your ass.”
“Pssh, naaah, this game is just stupid.”
“‘Cause I beat you?”
“Well, Moe kicked your ass.”
“Sure, maybe she did–”
“She totally did.”
“Okay, but I’m not the one saying the game is stupid because I lost.”
“Whatever, man.”
“Suit yourself, lame-o.”
Regect listened as Ze turned on a solo match and began to fight against a bot.
Truth be told, the entity had quite a bit on his mind. Ever since they had officially decided to become boyfriends, he had expected quite a bit to change. Much to his relief, nothing really did. But part of him wanted something to be different.
He wanted Ze to be more open with his feelings, with his emotions, with his body… everything. He knew it would take a bit of time, but a tiny, nagging voice in the back of his mind told him he wasn’t trustworthy enough.
He decided to start small for tonight.
“...Hey, Ze?”
“What’s up?”
There was a moment of silence before Regect continued his thoughts.
“Y’know how we’re, like… boyfriends, and shit?” He questioned.
“Uh… yeah?” Ze blushed.
“You’d, like… you’d trust me with some maybe kind of… sensitive info, right?” The monster prodded.
Ze paused his game and turned his head to face Regect.
“...Where’re you going with this?” He inquired.
“Okay, it–” Regect cleared his throat. “I just don’t wanna piss you off, ‘cause I dunno if this question’s gonna touch into some personal shit.”
As nervous as he was, Ze set his controller next to Regect’s on the floor and gave the creature his full attention.
“Just ask it dude, stop stalling.” He prompted.
“Okay, okay, um…” Regect fidgeted with his fingers and took a small breath.
“Every time we have sex, you keep some of your clothes on,” Regect recalled. “Why?”
Ze paused. He didn’t know how to answer at first, although he knew exactly why. Despite his moderately toned physique, he was still a bit insecure about his body. He never felt exactly “man” enough, no matter how hard he worked out or how much he could lift.
He wasn’t about to admit that though.
“...Huh. I, uh… I’m not sure, actually. I just kinda do.” He answered. Regect could immediately tell he was bluffing.
“Ze.” The entity spoke blankly.
“I’m– okay,” Ze put his hands up defensively and decided to tell the half-truth. “God forbid a dude be a little shy.”
“Shy?”
“Yeah.”
“...Ze, you’ve literally fucked me before.”
“I know, I know. It’s stupid.”
“It– nah, I mean…” Regect sat up on the bed. “I was the same way about my body. I just had to suck it up ‘cause I don’t wear clothes anyway.”
“...Ew.” Ze vocalized in a joking tone.
Regect lightly punched Ze on the back, earning a laugh from the player.
“Fuck you, it’s okay when I do it,” He stood from the bed and moved to stand in front of Ze, motioning towards his pelvis. “See, I can hide my dick–”
“I know how you work, stupid.” Ze smirked.
There was a small pause before Regect continued the previous conversation.
“I’m being serious though, if you’re insecure, I know how that feels.” He scratched the back of his transparent head. “...If that helps.”
“I mean… kind of.” Ze fidgeted with the strings of his sweatpants. “I just… I dunno. It’s dumb.”
“...Why not be brave tonight?”
“What?”
Regect held up his hands, showing he meant no harm.
“I mean, like… we’re being real right now, so…” He spoke, lowering his arms and drumming his fingertips against his own thigh.
“I’m… um…” Ze flushed a little more as he trailed off. The idea was awfully tempting…
“...Maybe.”
“Okay, I’ll… I’ll take off the shackles if you take off the clothes.” Regect bartered. “It’s a win-win.”
“But you’re basically already naked anyway, it’s not a win-win.” Ze argued.
Regect sighed and slumped ever so slightly.
“That's all I got, man.” He said.
Ze paused, looking Regect up and down.
“...You first.”
“Fine, fine,” Regect shuffled around in his spot and then snapped his fingers. In the blink of an eye, the golden cuffs had disappeared. “There. Happy?”
Ze took a good look at the creature in front of him, a small flush appearing on the apples of his cheeks. The bind he wore on his ankle didn’t matter much, it was more so the one on his neck. Now that it was gone, he got a clear view of it, alongside two relatively prominent collarbones.
He bit the inside of his cheek as he thought about kissing them.
“...Hm.” He vocalized, trying to appear calm.
“You’re blushing.” Regect exposed. “You’re not subtle.”
“Shut up.” Ze retaliated, covering his face with his hand.
Regect let out a small snicker. “Alright, your turn.”
Ze paused, growing nervous. After taking a deep breath, he nodded.
“Uuugh… okay.” He obliged, starting with removing his socks. “I’m keeping my boxers on, though.”
“Yeah, that’s cool.” Regect nodded.
Ze followed with the removal of his sweats, shaking them off before noticing that Regect was watching.
“Dude, don’t peek.” He scolded, pulling his hoodie over his lap.
“Oh shit– sorry, my bad. I’ll close my eyes.” Regect apologized, doing just that. He wasn’t sure why he thought that’d convince Ze. His entire face was transparent.
“...How am I supposed to tell they’re closed?” Ze queried.
“What else do I do-?" Regect stumbled. “My head’s invisible!”
Ze gave him a look.
“...Turn around?”
Regect grew embarrassed as he realized the obvious solution.
“Right. Okay. Gotcha.” He mumbled, turning tail and facing his back towards Ze.
He crossed his arms and messed with a tuft of fur on his elbow as he heard the hesitant rustling of clothing, and it took a bit of power not to glance over his shoulder. He greatly held back from doing so. He wanted Ze to trust him, after all.
He eventually heard a quiet, barely quivering breath behind him as the final piece fell near his feet.
“You’re good.” Ze spoke.
Regect slowly turned to face the player, his arms dropping to his sides and his eyes widening as he took in the sight before him.
Ze was beautiful. Even more so than in every fantasy he’s ever had about the man.
His skin was decorated with the occasional scar as well as dark clusters of body hair, mainly on his chest, forearms, and lower region. He was fairly muscular as well; he wasn’t bulging with strength, but one could tell he frequented the gym. Regect could even see the very faint outline of his abs.
It certainly didn’t help that the player’s cheeks were pink, either.
“...Okay, y’know I can tell when you’re staring, right?” Ze commented, shifting in his seat.
“...Oh my god…” Regect murmured to himself. He wasn’t exactly subtle with how he was drinking in the display. His face was practically on fire and some of the heat had slowly begun to make its way downward.
“What?” Ze stuttered. “I did what you wanted, didn’t I? Here I am.” He motioned a hand at his torso, swallowing his nerves.
Regect opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. All the creature could do was stand and stare pathetically, slightly slack-jawed.
Ze glanced at his tank top that was laid on the ground.
“...Can I put the shirt back on?” He asked.
“Please don’t.” Regect responded immediately, very suddenly finding his voice again.
The tone of his speech completely baffled Ze. It sounded so enamored, overwhelmed yet understimulated, and almost desperate for him to stay nearly nude.
The monster slowly stepped closer, placing his hands on either side of Ze’s legs and lightly gripping onto the mattress, causing Ze to stumble backwards a little and scoot himself up against the back of the bedframe. Regect didn’t stop in his tracks as Ze did so. He simply crawled onto the bed and got as close as he physically could without touching him. Soon enough, the two of them were fully on the bed, Regect looming over the flustered Ze on his hands and knees.
“Regect-?” The player managed to utter.
“Sorry, I just…” He shuddered, his head dipping down as he closed his eyes. “Fuck, I’ve never been more attracted to you in my life.”
Ze’s own eyes widened in an instant at that statement, his heart racing in both nervousness and confusion. Regect was almost never this open about how handsome he thought Ze was, so this new reign of devotion was almost too much for him to handle.
“Let… Can I touch you? Please let me touch you.” Regect begged, moving an inch closer.
“I’m– uh… s-sure, I… okay.” Ze stammered, still confused and overwhelmed with Regect’s reaction. “Just, uh… don’t get too touchy yet, it might kill me.”
Regect mumbled an “mhm” before shifting some molecules to dull his claws and pulling Ze into an embrace, nearly collapsing onto him. Ze pushed himself up into a seating position to prevent that.
Ze felt Regect tuck his transparent face into the crook of his neck and heard him slowly, but deeply breathe in. As he exhaled, the monster slowly withdrew from the hug, letting his hands rest on Ze’s shoulders. They then slowly ran down the length of Ze’s arms, stopping at his hands and holding them gently in his own.
“I d– I don’t even know how to describe you right now.” Regect murmured, running his thumbs over Ze’s knuckles.
Ze couldn’t respond, not with a sentence. All he could release was a pitiful sputter.
Regect ran his hands back up Ze’s arms, stopping them at his shoulders once more and slowly pushing him to lay on his back again.
“I can’t believe I have you.” The entity cooed, using a hand to cup Ze’s face.
Ze soon felt the creature’s soft body press against his as a pair of lips touched his cheek, then the corner of his mouth, then his own, though they pulled away before he could kiss back. They traveled from his chin all the way down to the center of his chest, leaving a trail of pecks all throughout that made Ze grip at his comforter. Regect would eventually stop his onslaught and look over Ze’s body again.
“...You’ve got a lot of scars.” He observed.
“Yeah.” Ze gulped, lifting his head up slightly from the pillow. He watched as Regect’s hand navigated from his side to his left arm, lightly dragging his index finger along a cut across his outer bicep.
“Where’d this one come from?” The monster asked, genuinely curious.
“Ohh, that one’s old…ish. Boot camp.” Ze answered, trying not to stutter again. “Some wacko brought a pocket knife with him in the bunks.”
He winced internally at that sentence. He didn’t think he’d ever admit to any injuries he gained from boot camp, but here he was, talking about it like it was nothing to his lover who was currently admiring the healed wound.
“...Damn.” Regect mumbled. Ze nodded in consensus.
“Yeah, it was… it was pretty crazy.” He explained somewhat awkwardly. “I was one of the guys trying to hold him back, so… he sliced at me.”
“You’re so strong, man…” The entity whispered, leaning down and giving the scar a gentle kiss. Ze’s muscles tightened and he flushed in place of a response. Regect’s pointer slowly dragged upward to another circular shaped scar on the top of his shoulder.
“What about this one?” He wondered.
“Uh– that- that’s just from a skeleton.” Ze stated. “No big deal–”
He let out a quiet gasp as Regect kissed it too.
“Hh… oh my god…” The player breathed.
“And this one?” Regect continued, now running his digits along a particularly long scar across the player’s chest.
“..That’s… C-Cave dweller… It–”
Before Ze could get the rest of his words out, Regect’s mouth was already all over the marking, softly kissing and licking at the lengthy scratch. The affection caused Ze to shiver heavily and let free a whimper.
“Mmph… Now you’re not even letting me finish…” Ze complained half-heartedly.
“Sorry, sorry…” Regect mumbled, still letting his lips trace the damaged skin. “You just… You look so good…”
Ze barely managed to hold back a tremble as the monster’s large hands moved along his sides as his mouth was busy trailing kiss after kiss all along his abdomen.
He had never been kissed there before. He had never been kissed anywhere that wasn’t his face before.
Small sections of the blanket beneath them were bunched up in his fists as he tried to find the strength to relax. This unending affection was causing his entire body to feel as if it was set on fire and each touch was an added spark to the roaring inferno.
But it wasn’t painful, not in the slightest. It was the softest of deaths he’s ever experienced.
Regect would have mercy and give the man beneath him a small break, watching as he panted and subtly shook. This gave Ze the time to finally comprehend that he had gotten hard. Almost agonizingly so.
“...Fuck…” He whispered, covering his reddened face with one of his arms.
“You’re okay, I’m horny too…” Regect admitted, fidgeting from the ache in his own groin.
“...Perfect timing, huh?” Ze remarked sarcastically, partially trying to hide his arousal. He didn’t want to confess it to Regect, but letting himself get turned on over some seemingly simple touches and kissing made him feel a bit pathetic. Not to mention, he was in no mood to take control of the situation like he normally would; the creature found his weak points and had used them to his full advantage.
Regect glanced between Ze’s obvious bulge straining against his boxers and his incredibly rosy face.
“I know this isn’t…” He started, gulping. “It’s not what we usually do, but… I just wanna…”
He had trailed off from the sheer amount of need for the player below him. It was alright though, he didn’t need to finish his sentence for Ze to catch on.
Regect wanted to dominate him.
“...Can I? Is that okay?” The entity pleaded. “I’ll stop if it’s uncomfortable for you. Whenever you want.”
Ze thought it over in his head for a few moments; it was nothing like what he was used to. He had never been so vulnerable to a point where he’d let Regect take the reins during sex. He always thought it’d diminish his sense of self worth…
…But he was just proven wrong about that. Everything that had just happened felt impeccable, and he didn’t feel less than at all. He felt loved.
“...Yeah, that’s okay.” He said.
The creature above him shuddered with delight and shifted himself so he was lying down and pressed against the side of Ze’s body.
“Thank you,” He cooed, placing a hand against Ze’s twitching erection and slowly rubbing his palm against it. “Fuck, thank you so much.”
“Mmh-!” Ze reacted by wrapping an arm around the entity’s torso and clutching at the fur. “R-Regect…”
“I’ll take good care of you, alright?” Regect murmured. “Just tell me what you need.”
“I- nn… I need more…” Ze whined.
Regect nodded his head and started adding more pressure to his movements against the player’s crotch. Ze used his free hand to clutch at the pillow underneath his head, holding it up to his face and muffling the involuntary whimpers that slipped out as Regect began mouthing at his neck. As much as Regect wished to take that pillow and chuck it to the other side of the room, they had to be quiet. Moe was sleeping, after all.
The monster began to lick and bite at his neck, leaving a small cluster of bruises along the sensitive skin. This only pushed Ze further towards the edge of an orgasm which caused him to lightly buck his hips into the source of stimulation.
Not even a minute later, Ze shuddered and released a long moan into the cotton as he came against the cusp of Regect’s hand, each spurt drenching the fabric of his briefs and utterly ruining them.
“Haah… fuuck…” He panted, a little embarrassed.
Reject pulled his hand away and looked at the stain left behind, the only thing now connecting his palm and Ze’s bulge being a thin strand of soaked-through slick.
Reject wiped the residue on his hand onto the comforter and used it to turn Ze’s face towards his, leaning in and kissing him tenderly on the lips. Gentle tongue came into play as Ze kissed back, letting the hand on Regect’s back slowly roam up to the nape of the entity’s neck.
“...You still have to be turned on, right?” Ze asked after the kiss broke.
“...Yeah…” Regect admitted meekly.
“I… hh… I can take one more round, Regect.” The player panted, using his free hand to try and wriggle out of his sticky boxers.
“Are you sure?” Regect sputtered.
“Y-Yeah, yeah…” Ze nodded, still struggling with his underwear. “Stupid fuckin’...”
“I gotcha.” Regect helped him out of the clothing, blushing at the sight of Ze’s moistened, partly flaccid cock.
“Mm… thanks…” Ze huffed.
He moved himself backward, resting his back against the headboard and spreading his legs apart to reveal his anus to the creature. Regect dug through the side table drawer and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. Cherry flavored this time. He popped open the lid and spread a good amount along two of his fingers while Ze stared and squirmed in his seat.
After setting the lube aside, Regect crawled forward and captured Ze in another kiss while tracing the rim of his hole with his now anointed digits. The player was whining into his mouth well before he slipped them inside.
He moved his fingers about, lightly pumping them in and out and slightly spreading them apart every once in a while, slowly stretching him from the inside and preparing him. He kept his lips locked on the other man’s in order to keep his noises at bay.
Regect broke the kiss once he ran out of breath and looked back at Ze’s dick, which was now fully hard again. Ze gasped and let out a guttural moan before Regect used his free hand to cover his mouth.
“Shhh, shh…” The monster whispered. “It’s, like, one in the morning, we gotta…”
“Uuungngghffhhh…” Ze groaned against Regect’s palm as the fingers were removed, leaning his head against the other’s hand.
Regect removed his touch momentarily and stood to his knees as he finally opened his loins, revealing his dripping, writhing, golden tentacle-adjacent penis to the player in front of him. It coiled at the sensation of the colder air around it and wriggled as if it was aching and begging to be touched. Ze was tempted to sit up and take it in his mouth right then and there, but Regect was already looming over him once more as he felt the tip lightly rub itself against his entrance.
“Ohh my god, please, please–” Ze begged, already wrapping his limbs around the entity’s torso.
Regect took the hint and pushed himself into Ze’s ass, causing Ze to cry directly into his shoulder. It took everything in him to hold back his own.
After a small pause, Regect began to move his hips and gently fuck into Ze, holding his body close and clutching a handful of the player's hair. He released his own moans into Ze's neck, already nipping at it again. The cock itself squirmed against Ze's walls, hitting all the right spots and stretching him impeccably. It nearly numbed Ze's brain with how good it felt.
“Nngghf– I-I love you, Ze, I love you…” He whimpered into Ze's ear, moving a small bit faster. Ze's heart fluttered.
“F-Fuck, Regect, I love you too– haah-!” Ze gasped and held Regect tighter. “Fuck, fuck, I'm so close, I'm gonna cum-! Ah!”
Regect sped up his movements a tad more, helping Ze to completion. The player shuddered and moaned against the other's chest as he came, ropes of semen squirting out and landing on his and Regect's abdomen. It wasn't much longer until Regect did the same, pulling out and letting his yellow-tinted seed spill along Ze's stomach.
The two stayed in position as they caught their breath, beads of cum still lightly leaking from their tips as the aftershocks ensued.
“...I'll get us a towel, okay..?” Regect mumbled to the breathless Ze, slowly getting up from the bed and hiding his dick. “I'll be right back…”
Ze could only nod weakly in response.
Legs feeling like jelly, he made his way to the bathroom. Once inside, he washed the semen out of his fur with a washcloth and prepared a hot towel. Ze stayed laying on the bed, waiting for the creature's return.
Regect re-entered the bedroom towel in hand, using it to wipe away the mixture of sperm on Ze's torso. He thoroughly reveled in the affection, smiling and trying to pull Regect closer.
After finally turning off the TV, the entity set the towel aside and crawled back onto the bed, the both of them getting under the blankets and immediately becoming handsy, touching and kissing each other to seemingly no end.
For a while, the two laid in a cuddle surrounded by silence, Regect's head nestled into the crook of Ze's neck as he laid partially on top of him. Ze's own arms were holding the creature directly against him, one hand running along his furry back.
“...Thanks for letting me do that.” Regect muttered, giving the player a small squeeze. Ze chuckled.
“No problem.” He replied.
“Did you like it?” Regect asked, lifting his head to look Ze in the eyes.
“Yeah… Yeah, I did.” Ze blushed and broke eye contact. “I didn’t think I would, but… fuck.”
Regect leaned forward and kissed Ze's cheek.
“That’s good. I'm glad you liked it.”
Another moment of stillness passed them by before Regect added to his line of questioning.
“...Why were you so shy at first?” He pondered, messing with Ze's hair throughout. “With taking your clothes off, I mean.”
“Eh, I just…” He toyed with a tuft of fur on Regect's shoulder as he hesitated to answer. “I dunno, I got these dumb ideas put in my brain growing up. I was my dad’s only son, so…”
Regect felt a pang of sympathy in his chest.
“Oh.”
“Yeahh…”
The monster cupped Ze's face, leaning in and giving him a tender kiss on the lips. Ze kissed back just as lovingly.
“Well, um…” Regect murmured after the kiss ended.” If it helps, you’ll always be enough to me.”
Ze smiled, the flush on his face deepening by a fraction.
“...Thanks.”
The two became sleepy as they laid in each other's arms, utter bliss blanketing them alongside the comforter. It was true that sometimes they doubted their relationship would work, but this very night just proved them wrong.
They'll relearn the ability to trust again, one step at a time.
“I meant what I said, by the way.” Ze confessed. “About loving you.”
Regect's heart rate quickened as he heard those words.
“I meant what I said too.” He replied.