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He was expecting a sword through his skull, a quick yet painful death that he's come to expect from such a killer. Yet when that manifestation of hatred grabbed him by the throat and pinned him against the ground, he was surprised more so at the fact he wasn't dead yet.
It wasn't hesitance that graced its face, that wasn't something it could even do, it was something darker that Builderman couldn't quite put his finger on but knew, deep down, that he had to get away. The urge to fight, to get away, was something the former admin didn't fight. He knew it was futile, but that hasn't stopped him before, it's sure as hell not going to now. Not when Talamon's mistake was looking at him with something much more sinister than what it usually did.
“Y'know Builderman, he loved you.” Its deep voice broke through his panic, replacing some of it with confusion.
“What?” His expression made it chuckle.
“Talamon. Even now, as Shedletsky, he couldn't shed his love for you like he could me,” it grinned, leaning down until their faces almost touched, “Killing you, I realized - a bit late I'll admit - isn't going to get under his skin. Not as much as I'd hoped it would.” Its grin turned into a sneer, followed by it pushing more of its weight onto its knee holding Builderman down. The said man let out a wheeze as the air was steadily pushed from his lungs.
He wanted to give a snarky remark, ask what it's going to do to him, push it away and run. Yet he couldn't. The lack of air made it practically impossible to speak.
“After a while I finally figured out what I'm going to do to you. To get back at him. To make him hurt, I must hurt you worse than killing you could ever do.” Growling, 1x's hand holding the man by his throat moved up to grab Builderman's face. Squeezing his cheeks until his lips were forced open, then it leaned in closer. Finally closing the remaining distance between them.
The kiss was anything but sweet. It was messy, hungry, painful. 1x4's saliva was acidic and burned like the poison from its sword did.
The panic and fear Builderman once felt was back at full force. He tried harder than anything to get away from it.
It was when he actually landed a punch to the creature of hate's face that it finally let up. Pulling away with a deathly glare.
“You dare hit me? Do you not understand who's in control?” It grabbed Builderman by his neck once again before slamming him against the ground, “No one's going to save you. NO ONE,” it pulled him back and slammed him against the ground again, “There's a reason I only left that poor excuse for a father and that annoying waste of time alive,” and again, “it's because they can't," again, "Do," and again "Shit.” And again.
It lets him fall to the ground, limp and in a daze, sitting back on its heels as it watches the man below him struggle to breathe.
“I think it'll hurt Shedletsky more knowing he could've prevented this if he paid a bit more attention to his surroundings.” Telemon's creation flipped the older man onto his stomach before setting its knees on either side of him.
“Don't worry though, this is going to hurt you much more.” Looking over his shoulder the best he could at the sound of clothes rustling, Builderman's eyes widened so far it was almost comical.
“Wait, wait, WAIT! 1x! You don't have to do this, just let me go! Kill me, anything other than this. Please!” 1x1x1x1 let out a bone chilling groan at the raw dread and fear that coated every word he let out.
“Oh, I know I don't have to. I want to.” Finally pushing its pants down just enough for its hard, aching cock to spring out. Builderman tried and failed to stop himself from hyperventilating at the mere slight of 1x's terrifying size. It wasn't even the size that scared him the most, it was the barbed wire-like spikes that went along the underside of its cock.
“1x please..” Builderman threw out his ego long ago, yet, hearing how pathetic and weak his voice sounded already made that spot it once was ache with frustration.
“Builderman,” The former admin froze at how tender, how soft, 1x said his name. It took off Builderman's hardhat and threw it to the side somewhere just to run its fingers through his hair. Leaning down to whisper into his ear, “The TV in the cabins show everything that happens to those who've already fallen. Say hello to the ones watching.” The grin it let form on its face when it watched Builder's body tense impossibly tighter at it reminding him that he wasn't -technically- alone, was maddening.
“Wait-” The man wasn't able to finish his sentence due to the sound of clothes tearing taking his attention away from his words. He wasn't able to look back but the light breeze on his behind told him all he needed to know.
The struggling started again.
“Nononononono.” He frantically whimpered out begs and pleas for 1x to stop, all the while squirming to get free.
1x started to grow tired of his constant movement so, just like any normal killer would[trust], it sat straight up, grabbed its sword, and plunged it right into Builderman's shoulder. Missing anything vital, as it was just to pin him down, keep him still.
And it worked.
Builderman let out a pained grunt, refusing to scream despite how desperately he wanted to. Sure anyone in the cabin could be seeing this, but he doesn't want 007n7 or Noob to see him as well. They couldn't do anything even if they wanted to.
His breathing picked up even more when he felt it grab a handful of his ass and spread his cheeks, getting a good look at his untouched hole.
“He always wanted to be the one holding you. Taking your virginity,” it let out a breathy chuckle, “I hope this hurts.” It sneered as it slowly started pushing the tip of its sharp hard dick into the man below.
It grunted with the effort of trying to push something so big into something so unprepared. Builderman gasped out a sob when the tip finally popped inside.
“There you go.” It groaned deeply, smiling a terrible, horrible, smile down at the shaking man.
It decided things were moving too slow, getting bored already. So, it decided to pull back juusstt enough to thrust back in, forcing itself halfway inside of the former admin.
Builderman finally screamed. One of pure anguish as the being behind him groaned and grunted at the tight heat surrounding its cock.
It was like a switch in his brain was flipped. He started to claw at the ground, getting dirt under his fingernails, and scramble to get his feet planted to push himself away.
It was futile. He didn't get very far before 1x4 slammed the rest of its cock deep inside the man below.
This time his scream was nothing short from heavenly. Pure agony and despair, fear reminiscent of when he had just arrived here for the first time all those years ago.
He couldn't hear anything over the sound of his own heartbeat. The blood rushed down south just to coat around the creature's cock. It didn't help make it slicker. Nothing could've made the possess smother as the barbed wire-like spikes dragged across his walls with every horrible thrust in and out.
With every brutal thrust Builderman let out a scream. Slowly dying down into nothing but sobs and wines.
“Fuck..you're so tight.” 1x4 practically growled in the man's ear. Leaning over him as its thrusts got faster and harder, somehow. All Builderman could do in response was just cry out in pain, body becoming weak with every passing second due to the blood loss.
“1-…1x.” His voice trembled, soft and pathetic in a way that made its thrusts waver. Before it could think about the implications any longer it leaned down to bite his shoulder with enough force to make him bleed.
The final minutes were rapidly approaching, and thankfully so wasn't 1x's orgasm.
“I'm going to- grunt -cum inside you. Fill you up full of me.” The creation of hatred let out one more deep groan before pushing itself as deep as it could. Releasing deep inside the man. Hoping it would stick.
Builderman just sobbed weakly in response.
Everything went dark as the timer finally hit zero. He was so not ready to be face to face with everyone's reactions to seeing such an act.
He was even less prepared to find out that the only thing that was restored after the round was his clothes. Still covered in blood and cum. Thankfully the blood wasn't flowing anymore.
Shedletsky was the first one at his side. Good thing he was quick with getting out of the way when Builderman threw up.
All Builderman wanted now was to sleep.