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The Sphereite stirred under his bedcovers and stretched. It was his day off, the first one he had since he started working for the Cleaners. So far, he didn't feel it was that different from any other day. He still woke up ridiculously early, so the recommendation he got from the others to sleep in late had already backfired. He wondered what else he could do today that wasn't related to work. Investigating anything about the Sphere and the barrier was entirely discarded. He could go and train the limits of his 3R...? No, he always ended up feeling nauseous; maybe later.

Go to the nearest dumpster to scavenge? Who knew if there was someone available to drive him there, and anyway, he already had a mountain of stuff hoarded in his room. Could he use his day off to advance his projects? There were some electronic pieces he wanted to dismantle. Yeah, no, later. He was still a bit groggy from waking up. Throwing both gloved hands above his head, the kid stretched like a lazy cat. Maybe staying in bed a little longer wouldn't be such a bad start...

Ah, but he needed to pee.

With a frustrated grumble, the teen kicked his legs over the edge of his mattress and dragged himself toward his bathroom, shuffling his bare feet over the mess of assorted objects that his room had become this past month. He took a brief peek at himself in the bathroom mirror before doing his business; for some reason, something felt different. But he couldn't put his finger on what exactly.
Shrugging, he proceeded to lower the waistband of his loose-fitting boxers, but when he did, he felt... something.

Something hard. His gloved hand brushed against his length passingly, and he felt a shiver.

Wait.

Had his dick always looked so weird?

Blinking a few times, making sure he wasn't seeing things, Rudo looked down again, straight at his crotch, and there it was. His dick, for some reason, now stood straight up against his flat belly, flushed and hot. Rudo's heart leaped in his chest, not knowing what exactly to think. This was the very first time something like this had happened to him! And it was freaky. Why was it like that?

With a bit of difficulty and due to his trembling hands, he struggled to aim his member straight down to do his business, thinking that maybe it would go down after he was done, but no. His penis was still hard as a rock.

Turning around and going back to his bed, Rudo took off his boxers to get a better look at himself under the privacy of the covers. Why was this happening to him? Was he sick? Was he going to die? Oh God, would his dick fall off? A current of questions invaded his brain at incredible speeds, each more catastrophic than the last. If he thought hard enough, he could almost swear Regto had mentioned something like this years ago, about puberty or whatever, but he had been way too embarrassed and pissed off to pay any attention, and now here he was. If only Regto were here, he would go ask him immediately what was happening, but he was on his own to fix his own messes now...

Fuck!

Would it be smart to go to the infirmary for this? But then what the hell would he tell Eishia!? He would rather die before having a girl take a look at his dick!

His member throbbed at the mere idea, and a shiver ran down his spine. What could he possibly do to make it stop?

Probably, he could smooth it down with his hand? Like trying to get a cowlick to stop sticking out in his hair?

The boy breathed deeply, and with careful movements, he gently tried to push his swollen member to its original, flaccid position. But something weird happened whenever the flat of his hand made contact with the hot, flushed skin.

A strange sensation of tension made itself present in his belly, especially when his dick bounced back and slapped against his tummy, and for some startling reason, it felt pretty good... "Mmgh... Hngh..." he whimpered involuntarily as he carefully made his petting last just a bit longer before letting go.

It was so weird. He felt a need, but he wasn't sure what of, like an annoying craving deep within. Goosebumps rose over the skin on his back, and Rudo shivered, throwing his head back.
Something wet began rolling down the side of his belly, and he sat up. Shit, was he peeing himself? He looked down at the sticky mess on his skin, and for a second, he was relieved that no, it wasn't pee. But then, what was it?

The substance was coming out of the flushed tip, but it was translucent, sticky, and very slippery.

Maybe it was the cause of why his dick was so hard? Maybe it was a good thing it came out? The poor Sphereite had never experienced anything like this before, so he couldn't begin to imagine what all of this meant for himself or his body.

Regardless, so far, it didn't hurt, and it even felt good, so all things considered, he wasn't doing so badly.

He continued exploring, trying to push further.

For some reason, rubbing it made that pleasurable feeling stronger. So, pressing his gloved hand flat against his groin, Rudo began to grind his hips firmly, confident he wasn't hurting himself.

It was as if a fire had been lit in the pit of his stomach, and his brain turned to mush. With a steady pace, he ground his hips against the palm of the worn-out leather and continued to stroke and stimulate himself, feeling as his legs tightened and his breathing accelerated.

It felt so good...

He didn't understand why, but it did, and it was so addictive. Few airy whimpers escaped his lips, and his body craved more - more pressure, more strength. More, more, more...!
Grabbing a pillow, he stuffed it between his legs and began to hump it, allowing his body to do what felt more comfortable at the moment. The softness of cool cotton constricted his erection from every angle, and he keeled over the bed, belly down.

"G-god!" he cried out, now grinding his hips with strength over the mattress and against his pillow. Rhythmic little gasps and moans escaped his lips as he began picking up the pace more and more. At this point, he was sweating up a storm under his oversized shirt, but he couldn't stop. It felt so good! So, so good!

The wetness only made it feel better; it made his cock slide against his belly and the fabric so easily. He was melting against that tight sensation, growing more and more urgent.

More...! Faster!

His movements grew frantic, and Rudo didn't know what else to do but thrust his hips repeatedly, his little cock pressed right between the pillow and his thighs as he felt himself pulsating and tightening. God...!! And then, he saw white. It was as if he had been struck by lightning, and his back curved in one last push that made his balls jump almost painfully. He gritted his teeth and couldn't suppress the small, high-pitched whine that came out, but a feeling of satisfaction soon invaded him, followed by a relaxed sigh. He was on cloud nine right now. The pleasure reached its maximum level in his small, inexperienced body, making the afterglow feel like he was floating and ready to go back to bed.

He didn't let go of his pillow for several minutes, still feeling his heart buzzing in his chest and the idle trembling in his knees. He felt weak but warm, and strangely happy for what felt like the first time in weeks, relaxed from head to toe.

What the hell just happened?

His arms felt a bit cramped from holding the pillow so strongly, and slowly he peeled himself away, invaded by exhaustion. When he looked down, he was greeted by the familiar sight of his flaccid dick, now back to normal. But now his pillow was all messed up. A sticky white substance coated the area where he had been rubbing himself, and he blushed, embarrassed.

Just what was that? It all had come out of his dick? Why was it so white, and so much too? It was as sticky as the other fluid that had come out earlier, but... different. Regardless, he didn't feel scared of dying anymore, and despite being weird as hell, he felt a sense of accomplishment he rarely felt, except when he managed to fix some artifact he had never even seen before.

But man, if anyone finds out about this, he would surely die. He needed to get his bedding washed ASAP before someone noticed. And take a shower too!

An idea popped into his brain.

Huh. Maybe he would use his day off to do some laundry.

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Rudo firmly grounded his clothed hips against the rounded edge of his workbench and mewled a single airy sound. Okay, so far so good. He could get rid of that annoying morning boner soon if he continued.

The young teen had been experiencing recurring morning wood lately. Strange considering his dreams were as uneventful and traumatic as ever, but ever since the first time at least, he had learned what the solution was, so this had become part of his routine. Of course. It also took him a brief visit to the headquarters library, just to investigate what was happening.

Luckily, a quick read of a medical guide was enough to answer all his questions. It was as if a whole new world had been opened to the Sphereite. If only he had listened to Regto before, maybe he wouldn't feel so lost to begin with, but this was alright, he was taking charge of himself.

Now sure that what he was doing wouldn't be hurtful to his body, Rudo would stimulate himself with newfound confidence. Of course, his hands often ached too much to aid him in his task, but that only meant he needed to be creative.

The other day, he discovered that he could effectively get rid of a hard-on with some cold water. But it left him feeling somehow pent up. Regardless, it was also pretty boring, but after that he also discovered that the steady warm stream of the showerhead aimed directly at his crotch also felt pretty good, which for him was an accomplishment.

And now, he had discovered how rubbing himself against hard surfaces was also good. Luckily for him, the edge of his desk was just the right height relative to his crotch, so he didn't need to stand on his tiptoes or bend down.

Rudo huffed satisfyingly. Cheeks red and eyes unfocused. The sensation of deep carnal pleasure already shut his thoughts completely as he continued grinding his crotch into the hardwood. His dick squeezed and jolted under his boxers, eager to feel more of the delicious friction, so he obliged. Using both hands to get a hold of his table, he continued at a steady, almost mechanical rhythm. His skin felt tingly and hot underneath his clothes, and for a second, Rudo considered getting his shirt off, but the friction his erect nipples felt against his nightshirt was pretty good too, so he left it be.

Another unashamed little groan escaped his lips as he picked up the pase. A damp spot had slowly grown larger and darker on his boxers, and Rudo just took advantage of the warm sliminess in there. Sometimes shaking his hips to make the head rub against the front of his pants. He had read that some people were able to cum just from stimulating the head and ever since, he'd tried to do it too, focusing entirely on the glans.

“Ah-ah-ah—!!” The kid pronounced through bitten red lips, as his tongue darted briefly to lick them. He was so so close!

The desk now shook against the force of Rudo's thrusting, but he couldn't stop himself. It felt so good how the pleasure traveled up and down his spine in waves and made his knees feel weak. Doing it standing up somehow felt even better than lying down. He never knew if he would fall over or pass out, but even if it never happened, the expectation and sensation of instability only added to the sensation.

Almost there…!

“Hey, brat, are you getting read—” Zanka asked, opening the door to Rudo's room, expecting to see the kid ready for their scheduled training session that morning, but what he saw made him freeze in place.

“H-Hyaaaah—!! Aughnn…!!” The high moan that the boy produced filled the space between the two as Rudo thrust one last time against his desk. His lithe spine curving backwards as a sliver of droll slipped down his chin, meanwhile, Zanka wished the earth opened up and swallowed him whole.

It took Rudo way too long to realize what had happened, maybe because Zanka had been standing there petrified with the door half closed behind him. Or maybe because the haze of his own arousal had effectively rendered him stupid right when it happened. But as he rode his orgasm, feeling as it spilled through the fabric of his boxers and he jolted in place, he looked around to find the older teen looking at him as if he had walked into a gnarly crime scene.

“W-wh-what the fuck are you doing here!?” Rudo yelled, feeling as his climax was rudely interrupted. A cold chill ran down his back, and he tried with all his might to cover himself despite being fully dressed.

“Dude, that's MY line!” Zanka shoots back, pointing at him accusingly. His usually pale face now colored a deep crimson as he tried to focus his attention anywhere in the messy room but Rudo.

“You shithead, haven't they taught you to fucking knock!?!?” Rudo screamed some more, curling up on himself, unable to move due to the sheer embarrassment and the trembling of his legs.

“Ever heard of puttin’ the lock on your goddamned door, you fuckin’idiot!?”

“Get out!! Get out!! Get out!! I'LL KILL YOU!!”

And just like that, Zanka left the room, slamming the door as if the devil were pursuing him.

God, what had he walked into!? Well. Obviously, he knew what, but… fuck!!!

Meanwhile, Rudo dropped to his knees and punched the floor, making his gloved hand ache. He was doing so great just 30 seconds ago, what the fuck happened!? God, why couldn't he use that damn lock!? Why couldn't he do it in the bathroom like last time!? He grabbed fistfuls of his hair and practically slammed his head down.

Aaaaarrghhhh!!

Zanka, on the other hand, had begun sprinting away from Rudo's room at unmatched speeds, running down the hallways until he was back in his room, slamming the door and standing there, back pressed against the wall as he finished picking up his breath. Okay, his day was officially ruined; it wasn't even 12pm yet!! And worst of all…

The teen looked down on himself. Even though the slack on his trousers, he could see an obvious erection, rearing its head right in the middle of his crotch…

For a second, Zanka wanted to yell at it, “What got you so excited!?” But obviously, he just couldn't lie to himself in the privacy of his own damn room.

That had been strangely hot.

It sounded like the plot of a cheap porno, to walk into someone as they were jerking off, but he wasn't a snob about those things and of course, the most primal part of his brain had picked up on how arousing the situation was...

Rudo, with his small bony stature, grinding himself desperately against the edge of his workbench like a grade schooler that didn't know better, flushed red and slack-jawed as if it was the most wonderful sensation. His pure white seed spilling out as he came, loudly, in that strangely high voice of his, gritting teeth and biting his pale lips as his entire body visibly shook like a leaf and a brief protective feeling took over him…

Shit.

He was fucking sick.

Meanwhile, Rudo sat in the bottom of his shower, letting the stream fall over him with abandon. He couldn't stand up; he felt so exposed, so embarrassed. He wanted to be as small as possible.

The shithead was right. Why didn't he lock the damn door!? Fuck!! Fuuuck…!

Would he tell anyone?

Oh god, would he tell Enjin!? Riyo!? Everyone in HQ!?

No. Impossible. He'll die. He'll actually drop dead. Surely, everyone would think he was some freak, a pervert, gross.

No way. He would never go out of his room ever again! The Rudo they knew was officially dead. He would just remain in his room for the rest of all eternity and not let anyone look at him ever again!!

“S-Shit!” Zanka hissed between gritted teeth as he came into his own hand. The high of his orgasm soon getting replaced by blinding shame.

Just what was he doing!? Was he really getting off remembering the dumbfounded expression of his trainee!? Had he just gone nuts? Surely he had, otherwise why would he do such a thing? The stupid brat was probably nailing himself to a crucifix as he was there jerking off like he was some… some… horny teen!

Fuck! Use your head, Nijiku…!

No, not that one!!

He had to fix this somehow; something in his gut was telling him that Rudo might be hating himself for 1000 years if he didn't do something. As the older and as his Trainer, obviously, he needed to be the most mature of the two.

He looked down at himself, fly open, dick on display, and used tissues all around him.

Yep. The epitome of maturity…

Rudo threw himself back on bed (after locking his door and basically blocking it with all the random assortment of objects littering his room), his hair was still a bit damp but hey, maybe he deserved to catch a cold too! It's what he gained for being a dumbass and a pervert and a freak…

God. If only he could just go back to sleep and realize it all had been a weird, awful nightmare.

Zanka took his second shower that morning. Ice cold this time. He changed his uniform for lounge clothing and left Lovely Assistaff on its pedestal. There would be no training today; he had another mission to complete, and, dare he say, it was more dangerous than going against a trash beast bare-handed.

He needed to talk to Rudo…

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–Knock, knock, knock, knock–

“Rudo! Open the door!”

“No! Go away!”

“Rudo I'm serious, we need to talk about this man to man!”

“I would rather kill myself!”

“Don't be such a brat and open the damn door!!”

“No!!”

Zanka huffed, frustrated. Of course this would happen. Rudo had already barricaded himself in his room, probably planning to never go outside ever again. It always happened when he felt down. Damn moody kid…

But now there was no time to just wait for him to go hungry and give up his plan of retreating from society. This was a pressing matter. For him and the dumb kid. If they ever wanted to see each other face to face, he needed to talk to him.

About what exactly? Well, he was thinking about it. But hey, talking was better than not talking, and if Enjin ever found out they now couldn't look each other in the face, surely he would lose his trust as a dependable person and a good Senpai for the rookies. No way, he wouldn't give away his title of Trainer so easily.

Also, deep, deep, deep down he did feel a bit of sympathy for the kid. After all it was part of life to be caught doing something you don't want others to see. Everyone had embarrassing stories they never wanted to remember again, awkwardness was part of being a teenager, god if he knew that… so, him, being the older of the two, had to tell Rudo that despite everything, it was fine.

Yes. It was fine.

Nothing wrong with being a little kinky… at his age he was also horny and stupid and reckless. It was okay! They could both walk past this and become better, more mature people! And Zanka would probably stop thinking about it! Yes.

God, he needed to fix this now…

“Yo! Whatchu doing there, Zan?” Enjin's voice practically materialized behind him and Zanka turned around as if someone was pointing a gun at him.

“E-Enjin!? I–uh, I'm…!” he stammered, of all the people he wanted around right now of course Enjin had to rear his head and make his day even more miserable.

“Is Rudo alright? Haven't seen him up yet.”

Oh, he was up earlier, alright…

“T-that’s what I'm tryin’ to figure out! But he doesn't want to talk to me or open his door. You know how the brat gets sometimes!”

“Well, that sure is a problem.” The blonde said, crossing his arms over his chest. “Oi, Rudo! You okay in there?”

“Yes! Now go away!” came the muffled voice of the Sphereite inside the room, way less aggressive sounding since it wasn't directed at Zanka, but still pretty much unfriendly.

“There’s pancakes for breakfast today! Come on kid, stop sulking and come out!”

“No!”

“Are you sick? You feeling alright, buddy?”

“Yes!”

“You sure you don't wanna come out?”

“No! I mean, yes, I'm sure! Leave!”

“Well, I'm out of ideas.” The blonde man said, scratching his head. Zanka wished he could just go away too so he could deal with this on his own. “Try to get him to come out to eat something at least, I got some stuff to do.”

“Y-yeah, don't worry, I'll fix this!”

Once Enjin was out of his field of vision down the hallway, Zanka once away began kicking at the door furiously.

“I'm serious you fuckin’ twerp! Open this damn door and face me!”

“Never! Leave me alone!”

“You goddamn…!!” He kicked the door for emphasis again.

There had to be a way for Rudo to be willing to talk to him. Yes, this was an awkward situation. He certainly had seen a side of the kid that had left him… feeling things… but if they didn't face their problems, then nothing would change.

If only there was a way to get through to him…

Zanka took a deep breath, feeling his skin prickle from the embarrassment of what he was about to say, but he pushed himself. He was practically an adult, he had gone through worse, he could do this. Looking in every direction to make sure no one was within earshot, Zanka approached the door and in a lower voice he murmured loudly.

“Psst, hey, Rudo. I gotta tell ya somethin’...” He said with his lips almost touching the metal of the door.

Rudo took a few seconds, and apparently, he had walked closer to the door due to the proximity in his voice.

“Okay, what?”

Zanka let in a shaky inhale, and felt his heart jump in his throat.

“I… I also did it this mornin’...” he admitted, quietly, now almost sure that Rudo was sticking his ear against the frame to hear him better.

“Did what?” The clueless voice of the kid almost made him want to yank his hair.

This fuckin’...!!

“Y-You know…! T-the, the thing you were doin’ also...” Zanka could hear a small “Oh…” being hushed on the other side of the door.

Dimwit.

“... Really?” He asked, almost endearingly shyly. Zanka could imagine his eyes were wide and curious. The poor kid probably thought he was the only human alive who ever jerked off.

“Y-yeah… Now come on, let's just talk. I won't scold you or anythin’, I just wanna talk to you…” it almost felt like a plea, and a blush appeared on his face. He was being so needlessly sappy, it was embarrassing.

The loud sound of rustling startled him away from the door, and soon, the snap of the lock.

Rudo opened his door just a sliver, peeking his wide red eyed face through it, like a mischievous child, afraid of the consequences of his actions.

“... You're not gonna laugh at me, are you?” He asked, eyes down, and Zanka could swear he heard his own heart burst like a balloon on his chest. Damn brat. Why did he suddenly have to act so darn adorable?

“N-No, I won't, promise.”

Rudo then opened his door and walked away inside his room. Zanka entered, noticing the barricade that had been blocking the door just seconds earlier. No wonder it didn't budge.

Locking the door again he walked closer to the kid, who now sat awkwardly over his bed, knees protectively up against his chest as both big gloved hands rested on top of them.

He looked so small and scared.

“So… about earlier… Uuh.” Zanka began, rubbing the back of his neck and trying to come up with something smart to say in such a strange situation.

“You think I'm a freak, don't you?” Ruso said almost too matter of fact. His face was blank, as if he had already accepted that of himself.

“Wh-No! No, none of that! It's just… Well, it surprised me, that's all… I have never walked in on someone.” Rudo scoffed.

“Weird, considering you don't know how to knock...”

Zanka curled an eyebrow. This kid…

“Don't start, alright? I'm sorry. I'm an idiot, I shouldn't have just barged in.”

“Yeah.” Rudo replied dryly.

“Yeah.”

They stood there silent for what felt like an eternity and it was Rudo the one that broke the silence.

“... Have you… done it before?” He asked, looking down at his blankets with a blank expression.

Zanka felt heat rushing to his face. This was embarrassing, but at least they were talking again…

“Y-yeah… I told you I did, didn't I?”

Rudo nodded silently, and thought. His long dark eyelashes flustered as he closed his eyes for a second.

“Regto didn't got to explain these sorts of things to me. So at first I didn't know what was happening…”

“I'm sorry.” Zanka said, understanding that Rudo's uncle was still a pretty sore spot for the kid.

“It's fine, I'm sure he tried to tell me once but I got embarrassed and I was too dumb to really get it…” The kid continued, talking in that quiet voice that Zanka had never heard before. “But then when I started, I just couldn't stop, you know?”

“I understand… It feels good doesn't it?” Zanka asked, feeling somehow bad for putting it that way, but the look of surprise that the boy sent him was priceless.

“Y-yeah, I had never felt like that before… is nice.” Rudo subtly tightened his legs together, hugging his knees tightly. Was he…

“I, um, I've never thought about using a table tho’...” Zanka tried to sound casual about it, but his own desire betrayed him, making him sound way too husky for his liking. He could sense the tension in the air, and Rudo's quickening heartbeat.

“I, um, m-my hands sometimes hurt, so I can't use them to…” He explained, staring down at his palms wrapped in thick leather.

“I hadn't thought of that… do they hurt now?”

“Just the usual, I'm used to it.”

Zanka unconsciously reached over and took one of the boy's hands in his, examining the thick seam that went between each finger, and the slight discoloration on the leather of the palms.
Their craftsmanship was amazing and he could understand why Rudo wouldn't want to get them dirty.

Rudo meanwhile sat frozen in place as his mentor examined his gloves. No one besides Regto had even taken his hand like that, so… tenderly. What was he planning, what was he thinking?

“I, huh…”

“Yeah?”

“Um! I sometimes wish I could feel how it is to use my hands… But with how gross and scarred they are.”

Something dinged inside Zanka's brain, or maybe it was his last working brain cell finally shooting itself, but it gave him an idea.

“You want to try it?” He asked, feeling sweat build up on his temple, and Rudo shot him a surprised glance. Round red eyes looked at him briefly, as if trying to detect any sort of lie.

“I told you my hands are all messed up, I can't–”

“I could help you. Really, I'm not joking.”

Rudo once again looked at him like a deer in the headlights, lips pouted and slightly parted.

“Really?”

“Yes. Let's just… let's leave what happened this morning behind us, alright? Let me help you.”

Rudo nodded quietly and eagerly after that, looking like someone who had offered the biggest piece of cake in his life.

God, this kid would be the end of him.

It wasn't long before Rudo was seated over the bed without his boxers. Knees parted far away from each other as he clutched a pillow over his chest, idly biting one corner, anxiously. His face was red and eyes slightly wet but Zanka just attributed that to nerves. He focused his sight on the exposed lower half of the boy and felt his chest ache from how hard his heart was pounding.

His skin was pale and milky, not a single hair marred it yet, then again, he was aware how underdeveloped the poor boy was when he arrived so it was expected. His member was a small thing, even at half mast, maybe the size of one of his fingers, thin and flushed a nice healthy pink.

Zanka rolled his sleeves for the task and removed his dark haori, if any drop fell on it it would be astronomically visible so he needed to keep it safe, he didn't need anyone else to know what was about to happen.

“Um, it doesn't look weird, right?” Rudo inquired, half hiding his face on the pillow he anxiously squeezed. Zanka almost wanted to pet his head.

“Of course not, you look like any other guy, don't worry about that.”

This seemed to relax Rudo a little bit, and he adjusted his bum over the blankets. The sharp angles of his hip bones made him look so fragile…

Rudo didn't own any kind of hand lotion, but surprisingly, he did have some baby oil he used for some of his repairs, so, spilling some drops on his palm, Zanka got to work.

“I'm, I'm going to touch you, alright?” He announced the kid, and this one nodded.

The Staff user knew a thing or two about stroking something long and hard on his hand, so, with confident strong fingers, he first gave the small thin shaft a few strokes, and Rudo instantly gasped.

Oh wow. His voice was incredibly erotic…

Just the right amount of high and airy. Incredible.

“Ghh…! A-aah! Z-zan–!” The boy cried out, feeling how his fingers traveled up and down his member. Could it be possible? It felt even better than doing it himself!

Heat pooled on the boy's belly and this one cried out and mewled in needy little huffs.

“How's that?” Zanka asked, feeling somewhat proud of himself from finally taming the little Sphereite beast.

“G-good! So good…!” Rudo said, squirming a little. His toes tightened over the bedding desperately.

“Heh, you're easy to please, in that case I'll continue…”

From just a couple of fingers, Zanka went to use his entire palm, enclosing Rudo's dick whole from every angle and effectively making him scream.

“E-eek! W-wait, too much!! Ah-I’m gonna…!!” the boy desperately whined, shaking his hips against Zanka's fist.

“Shh, just let it happen.”

“Ah-ah-ah-ah—!!” The boy cried out rhythmically as Zanka continued his onslaught. Admiring how flushed his skin had turned. “C-cumming!! I wanna cum!” Rudo said, biting his lips and closing his eyes.

In that second Zanka retired his hand and Rudo's body wrecked on a dry orgasm as he opened his eyes, scandalized, he shook like a leaf and he felt unbearably warm but no release had happened and his body felt betrayed.

“W-why!? I-I wanna cum!” The kid protested, sweating up a storm and trying to sit up on the bed, but the strong shivers riding down his spine didn't allow it.

“Didn't it feel good to be denied, though?” Zanka leaned in, boxing the boy with an arm on each side over the bed as this one laid on his back.

“I-it’s not…! A-aah, p-please, I wanna cum! I wanna cum…!” Zanka snorted, a cocky smile on his face.

“You're still a kid after all…”

Rudo was about to protest at the assessment, but again, Zanka got down to stroke him mercilessly slowly as his small body shook and thrust against those fingers.

“A-aah, faster! Faster!” He begged, and the older teen just couldn't help himself anymore. Plunging one hand under his slacks, he began to stroke himself at the same speed at the Sphereite. Looking as his thin body reacted as he picked up the pace and tightened his hold.

“A-aaugh…! Y-yeah! More, more, more, Z-Zanka!!” The kid helplessly begged, face flushed so pretty pink it was impossible to not love him that instant. The teen bit his lips picking up the pace. He was close too, and the adorable sounds that came from Rudo’s lips didn't help.

“God… how did I get… into his situation…!!” He snarled through his teeth.

Rudo panted heavily, feeling his skin burn; beads of sweat rolled down his navel. He was close again! He begged Zanka, babbling incoherently, to not stop, to just be harder, rougher. He wanted everything he could offer him right now, and finally, with a single whimper, he came.

A shot of white seed stained his belly, slipping through Zanka's fingers and he sighed, alleviated and spent and that amazing warm feeling invaded him whole. Zanka followed not shortly after. Choosing to lower his waistband and finish across Rudo's exposed body which made him flinch. It felt hot against his skin, and so much too.

“F-fuck…!” Zanka breathed out, eyes wide, probably unsure if what had transpired was reality at all. He could feel Rudo's heated skin at his fingertips, the pulse on his body, his laborious breathing, and the intensity of his huge eyes boring into him from his position.

A wave of shame washed over him, and as quickly as he could, he began cleaning up the boy, bringing a towel from the bathroom and wiping any evidence off him as Rudo just remained still, docile for what felt like the first time ever since he met the brat.

“God, I'm sorry. I'm sorry…!” Zanka repeated, more lucid than ever.

“I liked it.” Rudo added to his guilty stream for consciousness, putting an end to it. “I had never felt like that. It was nice… th-thank you.”

Zanka could barely process Rudo's words but somehow, knowing that the kid was alright made a weight lift off his shoulders. Helping him get dressed again, the teen then simply collapsed over the bed with a defeated sigh. Overthinking.

What would this change in their relationship now? Was it really worth a minute of pleasure for an eternity of guilt and shame? He was the kids mentor, for fuck’s sake why hadn't he thought things through first? He allowed his own horny, hormonal brain to make all the decisions!! God…

He was the worst.

“Zanka?” Rudo was the one to break the mental spiral that the staff user was trapped into.

“Hm?” the teen said, covering his eyes with both hands.

“Do you… Have you ever kissed someone?”

The question was so simple and innocent coming from the resident potty mouth of the Cleaners that Zanka felt like he was being suplexed from one state of mind to the other in mere seconds. How was Rudo able to do that to him?

“What…”

“I-I mean, Regto already explained it to me back then! But I never got to kiss someone.”

“You want to kiss now?” Zanka asked flatly, eyes wide.

Rudo colored that intense red he was characteristic of him now, and clutched the pillow he still had with him tighter. He nodded.

This kid was to blame. He just made him act in completely unreasonable ways. He melted his brain down.

Zanka sighed so deep you could swear his soul had escaped him.

“Come here, I'll teach you…”

Rudo perked up, despite his embarrassment he seemed excited, and dammit, if that wasn't so cute in Zanka's eyes. This kid was just a junky at this point, chasing after everything that promised to make him feel good.

But so was he, so, who was he to judge?

“Close your eyes…” he guided the kid, now some centimeters away from his face.

“Why?”

“It's better that way, now, close them.”

Rudo did it, and instantly puckered his lips forward. Zanka snickered, offending the inexperienced kid.

“Don't be a dick…” the kid mumbled, throwing a weak kick against one of Zanka's shins, red as a beet. “I don't know about these things at all.”

“Just relax your face, stupid. It is not rocket science, come on, let's try again.”

Rudo reluctantly obeyed, now just laying there stone faced, as Zanka scooted closer over the bed. A hand held his chin to tilt his head back, and this thumb caressed a line under his bottom lip which made a shiver run down his back. Now that he thought of it, his lips were chapped, would it be okay? Before he could inform Zanka of this the teen was already gently pressing himself closer. His lips were warm, velvety even, and Rudo's own anxiety rose up, surely Zanka would hate it. Yet, he didn't pull back for a while, in which he softly suckled right against the seam of his mouth, not minding the rough plush skin there. In fact, he seemed to like it.

It… felt nice. In a different way than getting touched was. It made something warm bloom in his chest and again, he felt his face hot. This was good too, tingly and addictive, he tried to reciprocate the movements but it only made him feel dumb and clumsy so he stopped. Zanka's hand moved to the back of his head and carefully tangled his fingers with his hair. The delicate caressing made Rudo shiver and he parted away, wanting to hide his face behind his hands. No one had ever touched him in such a loving way while being so close.

“Mm…” he whined, feeling safer behind the thick old leather on his palms and Zanka lifted his brows, intrigued at the reaction.

Too much? Maybe it was. He had had his first sexual experience just minutes ago, and now was receiving his first kiss, he was experiencing all this backwards so it was no wonder why now he was feeling overwhelmed and shy. His ears were red.

“You okay, Rudo?” Speaking his name without any kind of nickname or insult felt strange coming from him, but the situation felt appropriate.

“Yes. I… Is it just… I'm being weird, sorry.”

“It's fine with me. I've also been actin’ weird today…”

There was a silent pause between the two males, now just laying side by side on Rudo's messy bed staring at the ceiling, only interrupted by Rudo shifting to stare at Zanka.

“Um, what are we gonna do?” He asked, sounding curious.

“What do you mean?”

“You know… About all this.” he made a vague gesture between himself and his trainer. But refused to look him in the eye.

“Hmm. If you wanna pretend it never happened, that would be fine with me.” Zanka proposed, feeling like it was fair if it really bothered the kid to have to overthink this entire thing they now had. Even if it painted him a little. “But… if ya, I dunno, liked it and like, wan’ to sometimes do it again, I mean… it wouldn't bother me.”

“... Really?”

Zanka cleared his throat and looked back at the ceiling, his face a complete mask of superiority and a professional impassivity.

“Of course! I'm your mentor after all, so I'm responsible for you. And, huh, it would make me feel more at ease if ya asked me about these things for now on… I'm feelin’ generous so I'm willin’ to share my knowledge with you if that's what you need.”

Of course his pomposity would catch on Rudo's short fuse, but despite that, what he earned wasn't a shouting match but a belligerent little grumble.

“I-I’m not crazy about you being my only option…” The Sphereite said, crossing his arms across his chest. “But, it would be nice… I-Is not like I want anyone else to know, or… do those things with me…”

“Understood. Yeah, this could work.” Replied Zanka as plainly as possible, even if his heart threatened to jump out from his throat. Rudo only wanted him, HIM. None else!

Maybe he had gone mad, finally, but he was actually happy upon hearing this.

A pleasant smile appeared on his face; he tried to dissimulate it with a cough, but Rudo noticed. Despite how tense his face always was, he also smiled a subtle tiny smile.

Maybe things between him and his asshole trainer would get more interesting and fun from now on…

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Tamsy Caines was a pretty shrewd character. He admitted it often to himself as a personal little compliment. To other people, he knew he came off as just a normal dude, secretive, yes, and kind of a dickhead sometimes, too direct for his own good, but he was okay with it; it was all part of the perfectly constructed mask of normalcy after all.

He didn't really care what the faceless goons out there had to say about him; their opinions were completely unimportant as long as they didn't suspect a thing.

No one but his special one had any right to judge him. And right this moment, his special one believed he was a pretty cool dude. A real friend to him, even though they had known each other for such a short time.

God, Rudo Surebrec was so easy to win over...

Just listen to him whine for a while, maybe offer some supportive words and a smile, and he would fall head over heels for you.

Such a sweet, innocent boy.

He couldn't wait to see him finally broken and feeling betrayed by everyone he loved. Except for him, of course; he would never leave him, never think less of him, never upset him.

Not directly, at least.

He was the special one now and The one destined for something much, much greater. He would be there the day he realized his true potential.

And Tamsy Caines longed for Rudo Surebrec to belong only to him on that day…

The kid nuzzled over his chest, a lone little puppy searching for Mama. It was a cold winter day, and of course, Rudo had sought for someone to cuddle and share some warmth with, and he had come straight at him as his first option. Him! The delight he felt the second he saw the white-haired boy at his doorstep couldn't be measured by anything in this huge wide world.

Tamsy, despite his affable smile, was grinning wildly to himself inside, past the perfect mask he wore. Yes! Of course you can sleep here tonight, Rudo. Of course you can lie right next to me and allow me to hold your perfect little body close! I'll make sure to warm you up, and cherish you, and make you feel loved and wanted…

After all, I adore you so, so much. My little piece of divine sunshine. You should never trust anyone else to be there like this by your side. Ever.

His shoulders were bony, and his pale, smooth skin was cold to the touch when he got under the covers with him. Despite his gloves, he was sure those beautiful cursed hands of his were cold too. But no matter, he would make sure to make it all feel better. Him and no one else.

“Mm, your bed is comfy…” Rudo mumbled sleepily. How adorable…

“Heh-heh, maybe you should sleep here every day from now on.” He suggested quietly, almost enticingly. Of course he knew that if people began suspecting anything, he would get into trouble, but no matter. He still had the Watchman notebook. He could still rewrite the narrative to be in his favor for just a little while…

Everything to reach his goal.

Rudo looked at him with such precious wide ruby red eyes that his cold stone heart actually leaped in his chest. The kid didn't know anything about smiling, but those eyes did most of the work anyways; right now he looked so genuinely happy.

“Really? Can I?”

“Only if you're cold, of course; I wouldn't want you to get sick.” Tamsy said with a flutter of his long fair eyelashes. He knew what it did to the kid, he was quite aware of his starvation for attention and love, and he didn't mind being a little flirt just for him. If it was him, then it was worth it, and there was no shame to be had.

Rudo nodded, plush lips pressed together in a little pout, processing everything that had transpired, and Tamsy thought of something absolutely devilish.

He could just kiss him now and give him what his body craved the most. Surely Rudo would love that. And if he didn't, he could always scratch that on his precious notebook. As if nothing had ever happened. It was so easy it almost felt boring.

His hands moved on to brush over the messy white hair of his special one, strand by strand. They were soft as feathers, perfect in a way no person in this trash heap of a world could compare. He saw his eyes grow wider, almost having a luminescence to them as Tamsy leaned closer. Rudo had never kissed anyone, so he probably was still trying to figure out what he was trying to do, but it just made his need greater.

Such innocence was meant to be defiled, taken, and tainted. It didn't need to exist in this world. He would take everything from him. He would make him completely and thoroughly his, outside and inside.

And then the world could crumble as it was meant to be. In one fell swoop. Finally beautiful after all his hard work.

It made every hair on his body stand on end at the thought.

Their lips made contact. Rudo's were warm and a bit dry, but no matter, he would moisturize them in no time. Tamsy allowed Rudo to grow accustomed to the new intimate sensation, and when the kid relaxed under his touch, he continued. His lips tasted sweet. He probably had eaten some candy before going to bed, which was just predictable in his opinion. Rudo worked hard to try and look tough, cold, and strong, but in fact, deep down he was just a kid still, naive and gullible, simple to the furthest corner of him, innocent beyond belief, and sweet and soft like the butterscotch he enjoyed as a treat. Seeking pleasure and comfort even in the smallest degrees.

Rudo softly moaned a weak little sound but didn't make any movement to stop Tamsy, so he continued with total confidence. Pressed deeper, suckling on his chapped lips to warm them up. Tamsy’s hands wandered down, embracing the thin hips of the boy with slow, measured touches. It was cute how Rudo flinched but soon eased into the little caresses. He wanted this so much.

Tamsy's cold heart wasn't swayed by many things, but the little outlier in here was maybe the only thing he could pronounce his weakness. To have him there, acting like he was the most precious part of his life, eyes wet and cheeks flushed, melting into their kiss. It made him want to actually let his true self show, just a smidge. The calculated overly manic part of himself, trying to pull the strings from the background. But no. He had to keep himself under control, as much as he loved how easy it was to charm the young Surebrec child. This was but a mere little distraction in his much more ambitious plan.

And also it was so much fun to mess with him.

A nice little detour for sure, but not entirely a distraction from the main show.

He promised himself he would allow Rudo to feel like a normal human being after all.

For a while…

He pulled back, noticing how the kid tried to chase after him, little pink tongue peeking through his wet and swollen lips. So cute.

“Did you like it?” Tamsy asked, his voice dripping with sweetness.

Rudo wordlessly nodded, red as a beet and biting his lower lip. In moments like that, he even looked human in Tamsy's eyes… like a normal child all along. But that was a fleeting thought; he knew that Rudo was made for something far greater than just being another one of the countless faceless masses, with their silly needs and their pedestrian wants.

This was just a mere act on his part, just like how Tamsy played pretend in his daily life. In a way, they were both the same, whether they did it consciously or not.

Made for one another.

“If you promise to keep it between us, I promise we can keep doing it whenever you want.” The older man said, murmuring it in the most enticing tone he could muster. He softly flicked Rudo on the tip of his nose and then wrapped himself around him in a hug. He could feel every bone on his body and for a second entertained the idea of tightening his grip and hearing each vertebra snap.

Ruddo nodded, cheeks pink and eyes soft and needy. He was such a loving little boy. How could anyone ever want to hurt him? Tamsy chuckled.

This was just so easy.

He was going to have a ton of fun until the time arrived.

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“Is this really your first time?” Tamsy asked softly, leaning forward over Rudo's body so his casual robes could fall on top of his bare hips. Rudo silently nodded, gripping the edge of his oversized t-shirt, eyes shifting.

Tamsy smiled.

He knew it wasn't true, but it was still cute how Rudo tried to lie to him, even when he was an awful liar.

He had seen him sneaking around corners alongside his trainer, Zanka, lately, then come emerging from a room looking all too pleased with themselves. Tamsy wanted to cringe at the thought. That filthy cur… how dare he think he could ever have a share of HIM. Insolent, so insolent.

Oh, he would make sure he never ever laid a finger on Rudo ever again.

But he wasn't about to resort to violence for that. No. He was craftier than that. More resourceful and smart than just wiping away all his enemies with a flick of his finger.

He would use Rudo for this.

He would make sure that of all the people he ever had, he would be the best, and the boy would be compelled to reject everyone else. He would ruin the boy for anyone else who entertained the thought of getting closer.

No one else would be allowed to have their way with him again. He would brand himself on his skin, down to his bones.

Rudo ran his gloved hand through his hair in their proximity, from base to tip in a smooth, slow movement. How sweet of him to look so curious, despite being in such a compromising position, with his pants off and legs bare.

“I-I like your hair…” Rudo stammered out, wide red eyes looking away toward the wall; he could notice his cheeks coloring a rosy hue, and his heart leapt.

“Hm? Wow, thanks!” Tamsy replied, smiling his characteristic wide and kind smile. He knew Rudo loved it. He was so weak against kindness that his eyes actually lit up as if he were looking at one of his treasures. “Are you more relaxed now? You want me to keep going?”

Rudo nodded silently again.

“I'll be gentle, don't worry…” He told the boy prone on his back under him, and slowly he closed the distance between them.

Rudo's lips were softer now, possibly after finally learning how to make out, Tamsy thought. His lie was still so obvious. He possibly did this kind of thing with Zanka too, and more often than with him, his hands probably were touching the same expanses of skin as him with his dirty, unworthy hands…

Disgusting.

He bit down on Rudo's lip on impulse, and the boy flinched, whimpering.

“Oops, sorry! I didn't hurt you too badly, did I?” Tamsy tried to sound like the worried partner Rudo would fall for, even if the rage inside him was making him want to punch a hole through a wall. “I'm so sorry, it was an accident!”

“I-it’s fine…” Rudo lied again. What a good kid, he truly didn't want to upset him. A corner of his lip was red due to getting pinched by Tamsy's canines but there was no blood at least.

Good. Maybe this would alert his little friend to keep away…

He continued, apologetically running his kisses sweetly across Rudo's warm face. He was so soft, not even a sliver of stubble despite his age. He would probably not be able to grow any hair; he was so lithe after all. Rudo even tried to return the kisses. How sweet of him! But he didn't need to. This wasn't supposed to be a mutual activity, at least not for Tamsy. He was just fine doing all the dotting and loving for now. Even if Rudo one day hated him with every fiber of his being, he would still love him. That's just how things were supposed to be.

“Let's take this off too, you must be hot…” Tamsy sat up briefly, pulling from the boy's shirt, and this one brought both arms around himself protectively.

“I'm…! I'm fine, really…”

Oh? Well, made sense he was insecure. He had seen the boy shirtless before (whether he was aware he was being watched is, of course, beside the point), and he knew how sickly thin and bony he looked. Even after living on the ground for months and eating better, it seemed like stress itself was eating away at him.

Yet, Tamsy didn't mind one bit. Rudo was Rudo after all, and all parts of him, of his vessel, any shape it had would be beautiful for him no matter what…

After all, Tamsy had never been so sure of something before in this life.

This was what true love felt like.

“But what if it gets dirty, hm? Then, what would you say if someone noticed on your way back to your room?” He pressed, staring down at the boy with pale, serious eyes. Rudo pouted and loosened his grip almost instantly. Easy-peasy!

Removing the shirt felt like opening a present; he felt his heart pumping aggressively. A wave of excitement took over him as he greedily ogled the white skin under him. Now Rudo was completely bare for him, his gloves being the last piece he was willing to keep, only because they offered the boy some comfort in an otherwise new situation and he wasn’t (too) cruel.

Rudo attempted to make himself smaller, but Tamsy wouldn't allow that, taking each wrist and pressing them down over the bed, staring with focused eyes down at the startled boy.

No. Don't hide yourself from me. I promise you, you're loved right now, no matter what you look like, no matter if you hurl insults at me, if the vulnerability of your flesh makes you want to cry and die.

I love you, so, so much…

He kissed a path down the boy's lips towards his neck, his collarbone, his shoulders, his chest, and each rib he saw. No piece of him would be forgotten and overlooked. He would show him just how truly loved he was.

“T-Tamsy…!” Rudo exhaled airily as his teeth found the small bud of his nipple, now flushed pink. So cute…

Downwards he could already feel the boy's member stirring, poking the knee he had grounded between his legs moments ago. A wide smile appeared on Tamsy's face but he refused to show Rudo's such carnal, ugly delight. No, he had to be calm, kindly as a monk and make him feel every minute of it.

Today was an exercise on patience for both of them.

“Do you like it?” Tamsy asked with love in his eyes, his lips glistened with spit, and Rudo bit his own lips, needy for something he couldn't put words into. “You look adorable right now…”

Rudo furrowed his brows at this and pouted, like the spitfire he was.

“I-I’m not…!!” He replied simply, to Tamsy's surprise.

Huh, he expected to be called names and get yelled at, but it seems that Rudo could still be unpredictable. Even after all these years. How could you not fall for him?

“But you are… After all, you're my treasure, you know that?” Tamsy said, injecting as much saccharine into his tone and leaning over. He kissed the boy's lips tenderly and slowly, and this one basically swooned, even moaning into the kiss. His arms found themselves surrounding Tamsy in a hug, this one reciprocated instantly. “Rudo…”

“Mm?”

“Want me to keep going?” He asked again, kindly, benevolently, and fully conscious about what it provoked in the kid.

Rudo blushed, and just the sliver of a wobbly smile appeared on his features. He was probably not conscious that he was smiling at all, which actually helped his complete inability to do it intentionally. It just made the expression even more precious coming from him. He couldn't allow anyone else to catch a glimpse of him like this…

“...’kay.” Rudo muttered shyly, curling his fingers on the bedding anxiously.

His hips felt so delicate under his big hands, like holding a relic, and his stomach was flat yet firm; all that training had to be doing something to him after all. He kissed the zone where his pelvis jutted out, and Rudo whimpered pathetically under his touch. He could feel his member once again bounce on his south, and Tamsy purred, giving his lower belly a last lick before finally reaching the main course.

As expected, his dick was proportional for a boy his age and height. Thin and small compared to a fully grown adult but not any less beautiful; head half covered by thin milky skin, dribbling pearly beads of precum, it was beautiful. It suited its owner.

Rudo's knees trembled, and this one was practically covering his mouth with those oversized gloves, unbelievably turned on by Tamsy's prying eyes. Looking at him like something specially pretty, like a gem.

Rolling a sleeve, Tamsy got to work. Rudo, of course, flinched with a cry escaping his lips, a sweet, high-pitched moan that the adult breathed in, bathing in the euphoria it caused him. To be the one able to punch those sounds out of the boy with a single touch was a feat he would wear on his chest like a medal.

Maybe this session would be more rewarding than he envisioned.

“A-ah! Ugh—!!” Rudo whimpered with each stroke, painfully slow and careful on his needy body but so, so good. It was overwhelming, and he could already feel tears prickling his eyes, but no matter, the sensation was heavenly.

“Truly, you're the sweetest…” Tamsy commented, looking as the boy writhed under his weight and the caresses of his hand. He couldn't wait anymore.

Tamsy lowered himself further until his lips met the heated tip of Rudo's dick, and softly wrapped himself around him, his size made it so easy to fit it all inside comfortably. No mess and no strain, just how he liked it.

Rudo almost lost his mind; at first he resisted, startled at the intense new sensation. He tried to bend his knees up, but Tamsy's body sprawled on top of him kept him trapped. He tried to push Tamsy off, but at the same time, his tongue lapping his member so earnestly made his muscles feel weak and his hips to spasm in need. It was so… embarrassing! So dirty! But it felt so good! Rudo couldn't speak, all that came out were shameful little cries that he attempted to stifle with his hands over his mouth, but the burning on his loins was just too distracting. He was sweating, he was crying, he was…

More…! Please, just make it end!

Tamsy felt his heart jump steadily in his chest. His boy was rendered speechless, his thin muscles contracting with each little kiss and lick he gave him, and it was just the most glorious sight. To see him whimper so helplessly, completely powerless. Oh, how he wanted to keep him just like that, just for him, forever safe within his sight. Taken care of in every sense and sedated by the sheer infinity of his devotion.

Hm, but thinking about it, it would interfere with his plans… Rudo needed to realize his destiny, and for that he needed to have his space and grow freely on his own. How boring… But work wasn't always supposed to be fun.

This was just a small little distraction.

“I-I'm close!!” Rudo cried out, feeling his back arch. He kicked and punched the bedding uselessly, trying to grab hold of what was left of his dignity, but it was all gone by now, god. Tamsy's mouth was so wet and warm; it felt so good!!

Tamsy, meanwhile, hollowed his cheeks, suckling and stimulating the hard little member on his mouth, tasting him like a delicatessen. Rudo tasted so mild, but for him, he was almost unbearably sweet and addictive. This was all his. Only for him and no one else. No one else had any right to try Rudo like this after all the hard work he put in ever since he was but a tyke.

See, Rudo? Zanka would never give you what I'm giving you, he wanted to say, wanting to hold the boy by his shoulders and give him a firm shake as he looked him straight in the eye. No one will be good enough for you. They just wouldn't understand. Only me. Always. I get you. I love you. Understand? He would make sure he understood this by any means necessary. Even if it hurt him. Even if it left marks on him.

As Tamsy was distracted, lost in his fantasies, Rudo finally shouted one last time, a tear falling down his cheek as his tights tightened and his balls jolted, overstimulated. His cum was delicious. Rudo was simply the gift that kept on giving.

Tamsy lifted himself off the spent and exhausted kid, a satisfied smile on his face as he swallowed every drop, licking his lips at the end. Rudo lay over his bed, finally able to bring his knees to his chest, shaking like a little fawn, tacky with sweat, and struggling to catch his breath. The poor thing looked so vulnerable that a protective feeling warmed his chest just looking at him.

“Rudo…” he called, sing-song-y, once again laying down so his loose-fitting robes could fall over the thin body of the boy as a security blanket. The kid unfurled from his position and turned to look at him, face red and eyes teary. Tamsy licked the tear tracks on his cheeks, kissing his eyelids in the process. “I love you, Rudo.” He said in a whisper, right against his ear and Rudo gasped.

Ruby eyes stared back at him incredulously, covering his mouth with his precious gloves.He looked so confused, but this just enhanced Tansy's own euphoria.

“Love you…” he repeated, as a one-two punch for the little Sphereite who had never in his life heard such words. His arms took hold of him, one arm around his shoulders and the other around his waist, effectively caging him in, curling around him like a boa, and just as strongly. His naked body was still warm, buzzing with energy despite their activities and how tired he looked. How precious…

Oh, how he longed to do even more, but he had to be patient and be exactly the kind of partner that Rudo would give the world over for.

It would be a lot of work, but it would be worth it.

Rudo shakily lifted his hand towards Tamsy's face, cupping his cheeks in such a tender way even the blond was stunned. A thumb went to caress the scar on his right cheek, drawing a line downwards where it disappeared under his collar. His eyes reflected a sort of sympathetic familiarity. Rudo probably could relate to him at this moment; both bore their own permanent marks on their bodies, except he couldn't even begin to compare himself to Rudo.

Rudo's curse was proof of his role in this world. The utmost importance he represented.

His? Well… It wasn't important.

There was nothing between them that truly connected them, nothing that they had in common, except for Tamsy's wholehearted devotion. And so they were now here, tangled with one another, practically melting into one.

The man closed the distance once more, making their noses bump with a gentleness he would never demonstrate to anyone else.

Rudo's features softened and his lips parted, one corner of them bruised purple. Tamsy closed his eyes, bracing himself for what was next.

“I… I love you too…”

Tamsy smiled genuinely for the first time in years.

His work here was done.

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Enjin ground his hips firmly against the Sphereite’s ass and let out a guttural sigh. Dammit. He was hard as a damn rock; work-induced celibacy was like poison for him. Lucky for him, Rudo was a curious child, and right now, he also seemed to be having trouble keeping up with his heavy workload.

Rudo bit his lower lip as a moan was squeezed out of him by a big hand cupping his crotch. Despite their clothes, he could feel every inch of Enjin grinding steadily against his behind, and for some reason, the action made him quiver with need.

“God… Rudo…!!” The blonde exclaimed, his movements becoming erratic and stronger, trying to feel more of the kid's warm tiny body against his chest. He was so thin he feared for a second to snap him in two. His torso curved back, asking for more, and he chuckled huskily against his ear. “You want it too, kid?”

“P-please… harder…!” The boy begged, eyes watery and half-lidded in such a precious way his eyelashes framed them perfectly.

Was it strange to think that Rudo right now looked sexier than any other girl he had had before?

He was just a small little thing, hair tousled, skin sweaty, and practically begging for his cock, but dammit if after weeks of nonstop cleaning work and no play, that did sound appealing to his tastes right now.

Enjin didn't pride himself on being an erudite; quite the contrary, he was but a mere mortal, totally pedestrian with constant physical needs that he satisfied by going out, having a few drinks, and chasing some tail before turning in for the night. Of course, if work allowed it. But lately, things had gotten so dense with the new uproar of superpowered trash beasts that all of his usual habits had been set aside in order to focus and be well rested for the daily grind.

But after a few endless weeks of that same backbreaking routine, his body and brain were slowly starting to catch up with his own burning desires.

Needless to say, Enjin needed this release. And lucky for him, Rudo seemed pretty interested. Having caught him basically palming himself over his clothes, tucked away in their usual work jeep after a mission.

His boner felt almost painful, and he couldn't let himself just go into HQ with that in his pants, so waiting for everyone else to go back, he tried to give himself a hand before Rudo came back, searching for something he had left forgotten on the truck.

Now, sitting right over his hips in the back seat, pressing his tight ass flush against his aching cock, Rudo covered his mouth to stifle his own little needy sounds as he allowed Enjin to grope him under his work uniform.

His tight compression shirt clung to him like a second skin, giving the man ease of access to his torso under his vest. He was skinny as a twig and flat as a board, nothing too marvelous considering his past partners, sleazy hostesses with great curves, but hey, this could do just fine.

“You’re so small, kid, you really need to eat more…” Enjin commented softly against Rudo's ear, and this one scoffed.

“Are you… seriously nagging me? Right now??” Rudo asked, out of breath, feeling how Enjin caressed every inch of his belly and chest, bringing him close towards his hips.

“Come on, I worry about you! Can't blame me for being protective over the youngest on my team…” He kissed the zone under his earlobe, and Rudo flushed a deep red. “Rudo… take these off…” Enjin demanded, sneaking a thumb under the waistband of his pants.

“O-on it…”

The boy quickly undid his belt to allow him to lower his pants and sport tights; the white of his meat sat directly over Enjin's crotch, and this one licked his lips. For being so thin, Rudo had a perfect little ass and thighs. He could literally surround him whole with just his palms, but no, he had to be patient and not scare the kid with his feral needs. Be gentlemanly; this was Rudo after all. The kid secretly loved to be smothered and treated with care.

He embraced the boy once his pants were completely off. He kissed him, slowly. His lips were soft and sweet-tasting, probably thanks to the candy he always carried in his pockets during missions. The Sphereite let out an airy little moan and guided Enjin's hand to cup his crotch once again, making him feel just how hard his cock had gotten.

“T-touch me here, please…” The boy begged, face red as a beet. It was kind of cute how shy he could be, considering the situation they were in. Surely this wasn't his first time, since the boy clearly knew what he wanted and how. It made him wonder who had been the first lucky bastard to do him. He just wished that at least it had been consensual. It sucked when shit of that sort happened at that age, and the Sphereite had already been dealt a shitty enough hand at life.

The least he could do for him right now would be to provide him with some pleasure and have some fun too.

Enjin gave him a few experimental tugs, squeezing both his member and balls with care. His hand was just big enough to make it really easy, and Rudo mewled, poking his tongue through his teeth as Enjin continued his caresses.

God. He couldn't stand it anymore.

In a single movement, Enjin took his cock out, not minding the rest of his clothing. His companion whined when he raised his hand to adjust his waistband but soon quieted down when Enjin plunged two fingers past his lips.

“Lick them good, I'm going to prep ya with them.” Rudo nodded and started to work his tongue around the two digits, making them slick with saliva in a feverish state. His eyes were narrowed down to mere slits as his body seemed to move on its own, chasing against that hand carefully adjusting his hips and making his legs spread.

He hitched his breath when Enjin’s free hand began prodding even lower than usual, and his knees closed on reflex, spitting out the fingers in his mouth.

“What’s wrong? Scared?”

Rudo shook his head and breathed in; he didn't want to admit this was the first time someone would touch him there and that it made him a bit nervous, but Enjin could perceive that much. The man gently guided his jaw back to plant a slow kiss on his lips that helped him relax.

“I’ll take it real slow, alright?” Rudo nodded, mouth agape and lips shining.

Enjin’s bigger hands made sure to keep him steady over his lap, pressing his fingers softly against the flesh on the back of his thighs to ease the access further down. A wet finger prodded the boy’s perineum with experimental strength, and this one shivered. He could feel his body weak and his knees shaking, bracing himself for what he was about to experience. Would it hurt? It was the first thought that came to him; he couldn't see a thing from this angle, but Enjin's strong bony fingers soon found what he was looking for. He teased it.

His hole twitched, making Rudo want to die from embarrassment. No one had ever touched him there before; was he doing alright? So far it didn't feel like anything amazing besides the tension spreading down to his ankles.

“It doesn't hurt, right?”

“N-No… Feels weird, though…”

“That's okay. Don't forget to breathe…”

Rudo did just that, taking deep breaths, and Enjin sneaked his finger further inside with little difficulty. At least it hasn't hurt so far. It was an intrusion he didn't know how to register, but he guessed it could be worse.

Enjin then hooked his finger upward, seeking for something, and a small tingle ran down his spine.

“W-wha—!”

“Relax, it'll feel good soon enough…” Enjin told him patiently, still prodding inside of him as if gauging the distance by memory.

Rudo didn't really understand until finally, Enjin's digit made shallow contact with something within him, and he gasped, feeling his legs tense and his back arch.

Holy shit, what was that?

“There we go. Found your sweet spot, huh?” Enjin plunged his finger deeper now, sure he was at the right distance, and with confident strength pressed up against Rudo's warm inner walls again and again, as the kid helplessly looked toward the car's ceiling, lost in the burning building up inside with shaky breaths.

Holy shit, what was that? Had he always been able to feel like this, or was Enjin just that good with his hands? Was he supposed to feel like that to begin with? He felt tingly and feverish and dizzy, but it was so freaking good he couldn't think.

“Heh, you're enjoying yourself?” Enjin asked huskily again in his ear. “You're gripping me for dear life there; do you like me playing with your ass that much…?”

“D-don't…! D-don't say that…!! I’m—h—aaah!!”

Rudo tilted his head back and almost headbutted the blonde behind him; he didn't mean to, but a second finger had sneaked its way in, and now the sensation had intensified. His fingers were quite big and only made his hole feel overwhelmingly stretched to the point it was almost painful, yet, Enjin pressed the single spot on the inside, and it was as if every ounce of pain turned to a searing, blinding wave of pleasure that spread through him.

“S-shit! Ee-E-Enjin!!” The kid could feel that the adult was now steadily going in and out at a slow pace, and he couldn't control his volume anymore. His cock jumped against his belly with every movement, and he wanted to cover himself, curl up, and think about what others would say if they saw him like this, yet he couldn't move a muscle and basically melted against Enjin's strong chest as this one held him close.

“Shit, Rudo, you're hot in here…” Enjin commented one last time before finally letting go, dropping the boy from his lap to lie on his side over the back seat in the Jeep. Rudo protested, feeling empty and way too pent up but looking down, and watching a glimpse of Enjin's painfully hard cock instantly shut him up.

“You're ready now…” the tattooed man said, removing his coat and letting it fall off the seat. He was too tall to stretch his back, so he needed to hunch over the boy's body in a predatory way, holding one of his ankles to pull his hips closer. From this angle, he had to admit that Rudo looked insanely sexy. Erotic in a way he'd never even seen the kid before. He sucked in his breath, taking hold of his dick. God, finally…

“Ca… Careful…” Rudo said, already putting two and two together about what was about to happen, yet he couldn't be scared about it. He was trembling with desire. The emptiness of his body craved something that Enjin could provide him with, and the second the tip of his cock made contact with his entrance, he bit his lips.

Enjin pushed gently, although restraining himself with all the will he had in his body. If this had been any other person, maybe he would've disregarded his carefulness a long while ago, but this was Rudo, and the last thing he wanted was to cause him any distress now that he had him there for him, so willing and pliable.

His little hole was tight and warm. Slick with the saliva he'd applied and the precum of his dick. An almost nostalgic euphoria rushed through his being as his body eased into a slow ebb and flow of pleasure.

God, he really needed this; a tear almost gathered in his eye.

Rudo, meanwhile, was actually tearing up. Not knowing what to make of the situation. Enjin was way bigger than he looked, or maybe he was just too small to fit him; yet, the sensation of being so full was addicting to the point of madness. It was as if his cock caressed his insides from every angle, and especially his sweet spot. It was overwhelming, but so good! Why hadn't he done this thing before?

“Fuck…!!” Enjin cussed out, pressing one hand against the car window and pushing himself further, up to the hilt. Rudo's little moans were as stimulating as the act itself. “You’re doing great… Ah, Rudo…!!”

A rhythmic motion took place as Enjin began moving in and out of Rudo’s body. For the boy it felt like constantly feeling empty and then getting filled up again, satisfying and scratching something inside him that made him scream with bliss in a way he’d never experienced. Enjin’s tattooed arms did their best trying to support his body over him, to not crush him, but he could still hear and feel his laborious, heavy breaths right against his neck. His voice was ragged, coming out almost in a low guttural growl with each deep thrust. A sense of pride overtook him, thinking that it was his body, the one making him feel like this, the man he respected the most on his team, the one responsible for bringing him to HQ to become a Cleaner. Is this what making love was like? It was amazing; he couldn’t have asked for a better first-time partner than Enjin.

With his gloved hands he pawed the front of the man’s shirt, and this one landed a palm atop his head, gently pushing him to embrace him as tight as he wanted around his neck. He smelled of smoke and sweat, and Rudo took a deep whiff of it, with his heart going wild and cheeks ablaze, feeling every inch of him pressing hard against his body. Small sounds escaped his lips, right against Enjin’s ear, feeling his movements become more and more desperate. He could barely breathe now…!

“Ghr… God kid, you're tight…! Fuck, almost there…!!” Enjin's voice came strained and heavy, dampening the space under Rudo's ear with desire. Rudo's thin legs attempted to hug his hips, but it only made him start to go faster and faster.

It was as if fireworks went off inside Rudo's body, starting from his belly and then straight up to his brain. All he saw for a while was just blinding white, and his small body tensed, trying desperately to hold Enjin tight and still for just a second, wanting to feel his heat all around him again.

Enjin basically growled, biting down over the kid's exposed neckline hard until he could taste the metallic tang of blood on his tongue. A small cry came from Rudo, but finally, the telltale wetness of cum spilled out over his clothes and Rudo's bare belly. He entered deep inside one last time before he also came alongside him, allowing Rudo to finally embrace him like he wanted. Whimpering quietly and needy, like a puppy, each rope inside was boiling hot yet was the best sensation he'd ever felt.

“Huff, huff… shit… you okay?” Enjin asked, feeling his head swim and his muscles relax. It was as if the tension all left after weeks of barely keeping on. He would sleep like a baby that night; he just knew.

He really craved a smoke now…

Rudo, meanwhile, lay very still, silent and gasping, lost in a second dry orgasm that made his entire body feel ablaze. Enjin was still plunged as deep as he could inside him, and the sensation alone was itself maddening. It was strange and frightening, but it had felt so good; he kind of wanted to keep going. He tried to move, but the burning over his shoulder made him yelp. Enjin quickly pressed a corner of his long overcoat over the bleeding bite mark he had left in the zone, looking at him with apologetic eyes.

“Sorry about that, kid. I’ll make it up to you...”

Rudo panted hard, relaxing into the well-worn leather of the seat beneath him. Enjin took on the task of helping him straighten up again, despite his body feeling completely boneless and weak. His bum hurt, and so did his shoulder and his hips from having to hold Enjin's bigger frame between them, but other than that, he felt refreshed and calm. Like when you take a nice warm shower after a hard day and lie in bed, that type of calm.

Enjin's bigger body carefully dropped on top of him. The seat was way too narrow. The blond would've rather had more space for post-sex cuddles, but he would make do with the situation they were in now.

“Thanks, seriously, I was going crazy.” Enjin said in a hush, and with a contained grunt, he came out of the boy, still holding him tightly. He would probably need to give those seats a wash. Rudo twitched; his body felt prickly and oversensitive, but it wasn't bad at all. He could feel something wet slip out, but he didn't care; it was strange, but he felt… whole. Satisfied.

Yet somehow… there was something else burrowing its way into his heart. Anxiety.

Disregarding the odd cold feeling in his chest, Rudo nuzzled his nose against Enjin’s shoulder and sighed. “Did that help you that much?”

"You have no idea… By the way, how was your first time?” The blonde asked, all shit eating grin and eyes narrowed.

“... Mm, it was nice…”

“That's all? Oh come on, Rudo, you can come up with something better than that!” Enjin teased, sitting up and pulling from the cheeks of the kid. Rudo bit his finger, and the blond flinched, keeping his hand for himself.

“We’re even now…”

“Okay, okay, maybe I let myself go a little too much. I told you I would make it up to you, didn't I?”

Rudo hummed through pressed lips, allowing himself to close his eyes and bask in the sensation a little longer, but the slight chill on his lower half was starting to bother him. “I’m getting cold…”

“Oh, right, here, let’s get dressed.”

The space inside the car felt cramped, but somehow, this didn't bother Rudo one bit. Having Enjin so close made him feel… safe. His hands were steady when he helped him put his pants back on and helped him straighten up.

“There, nice and tidy.” Enjin said, holding the cigarette between his teeth and blowing some smoke at the end. “Ah man, I would kill for a shower now!”

The silence between them stretched a bit too long as Enjin rested his back on his seat and that anxious feeling began to nag Rudo harder and harder until it became unbearable. He just had to ask...

“E-Enjin…”

“Yeah, what is it?”

Rudo fixed his eyes overhead, straight at the ceiling, he could feel his heart hammering away in his chest but he needed to know, so he pressed. “What are we now?” He asked, trying to be brief.

“What do you mean? We’re teammates, aren’t we?”

God.

“I know that but… I mean, after doing it, what are we?”

“Oh!” Enjin took another big drag from his cig and threw the ash out the window. “Well. Does it really matter?”

Oh.

Oooh…

Rudo could feel his insides turn cold, and the fluffy feeling that had been making his body feel so light suddenly turned insurmountably awkward and disgusting. He felt grounded now, more than ever. He was back in the jeep, looking at the ceiling and feeling really, really silly for even daring to ask Enjin such a thing. He didn't like to think about complicated things off work after all.

He didn't like complicated kids like him.

Rudo wondered if this feeling was what other people described as “feeling used.”

“Alright…! Enough fooling around!” Enjin said, stretching as far as the space in the car allowed him, not a care in that head of his. “You should go take a bath before having dinner; I’ll stay a bit longer to clean this mess. Wouldn’t want anyone to notice what happened here, heh…”

Rudo nodded absently, looking ahead of himself and feeling… nothing at all. He slipped out of the car and stumbled out, almost falling on his face. He probably heard Enjin say something to him as he walked away, maybe another sly “Thanks” for letting him use his body so easily. But he chose to not register any of that. His priority now was to get back to his room.

Rudo made his way to the elevator in total silence.

He couldn’t even remember what he had come to fetch from the car in the first place…

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Tamsy had successfully separated from the other members of the team after watching Rudo run back towards the elevator that led to the underground parking lot. He had simply said he was going back to his room, but after disappearing around a corner, he circled back and used the emergency stairs that ran at the opposite side of where the reception was, sneaking through the doorway without anyone noticing. A frantic pace took over his body once he was out of sight, and he descended each step.

He had noticed Enjin lagging behind in the car too, saying that he was going to take a look at “something” before going upstairs. And as far as Tamsy was aware, right now Rudo couldn’t be trusted with anyone on his own.

Or it was more like he couldn’t trust anyone to be alone with Rudo…

Rudo was not at fault. Of course not, he never would be; he was a total innocent, a lamb that the coyotes were too eager to feast upon again and again, and Rudo, being himself, of course allowed that because his stupid brain was wired to seek pleasure and acceptance at all costs.

Humans were so disgusting…

But no matter, he would make sure to rectify him, keep tabs on him, and help purify him, even if it means having to dirty his hands himself. After all, there was no one more suitable to be with the cursed Sphereite boy than he, his humble devotee, he who awaited the executioner’s return like a loyal subject.

He wasn’t about to allow his body to be used in such disgusting ways and get away with it unscathed. There would be hell to pay…

Once at the base of the stairs, Tamsy relaxed his posture, breathing slowly to even his temper. His jaw had gotten increasingly tense in the last minute, but no matter, he had to keep calm. Rudo was probably already in the parking lot, and if no one involved had lied, he probably was already back upstairs. At least, a part of him hoped that…

He carefully pressed on the exit door to not cause any sudden sound and peeked through the door. In a sea of same-y travel jeeps, he could see the one they had used for transport earlier in the distance, and just as he suspected, Rudo was standing outside the back seats, talking to someone in quick hushed tones.

He could distinguish the blond hair through the smoked, dark glass.

Enjin, that bastard…

He had heard him earlier complain that due to their heavy schedule, he hadn't been able to go to town to chase after women and that it was actually starting to affect him.

Degenerate… He grimaced at the memory.

Surely the idiot had stayed behind to take care of his business in the car like a jackass instead of waiting and going to his room, but he knew the man wasn’t that brilliant nor patient.

And surely, Rudo had already run into him in the middle of the act.

That kid just had insanely bad luck, apparently. Was this a byproduct of the curse? He would need to study about it later. No matter, his eyes almost bulged out when he saw the kid hop inside the car and closed the door behind himself.

Fuck!

Fuck, not again! Why did this keep happening, and right in front of his nose too!

As all previous times, Tamsy felt compelled to punch a wall so hard it disintegrated. Bile rose up and made his mouth sour from how upset he felt. Dammit, how come Rudo was so damn attractive in the Ground than he was on the Sphere?? He was supposed to be a cursed child!! He wasn't supposed to be attractive to the common, ignorant folk!! His presence should bring inherent discomfort to people, so why did this keep happening!?

Fuck!!

And worst of all? He couldn't do anything. If he stepped out, surely Rudo would start to suspect him. Become wary and realize he's been following him around for way longer than he was even aware he was there in the first place.

His entire plan would topple over like a house of cards if he let himself go, even a little.

Oh, how he wished he could just step right up, rip open the car and strangle Enjin with his own hands right then and there, but it just wasn't a sound option, not even a little…

He promised himself he needed to eliminate someone from Rudo's life, and soon, but with how things were right now, he couldn't afford the risk for the time being.

…

But fucking hell, it was infuriating.

Peeking through the door once again, another rush of anger filled him. The Jeep was even shaking now!! They were actually going to town there, and here he was, unable to make it stop. If he concentrated, he could even hear Rudo's voice across the room, moaning in that sweet high voice of his as Enjin had his way with his body.

… body that belonged only to HIM.

It was just fair. He'd been preparing the boy for his true task for years now. If nothing more, he was as much of an owner of his body as Rudo was. It was the fruit of his hard labor, of his hard surveilling from a distance, of subtly pulling the strings until he made his greatest move. Anyone with a brain would think the same. If he was responsible for Rudo's development, then it was fair that he could sometimes indulge himself too…

Of course, his way of loving the wayward Sphereite couldn't even compare to the rest of the mortals. His feelings were pure, intense, and unbounded by any measly human construct of “morals,” and that's what made them beautiful. Where every other sought only their own satisfaction, all he wanted was to demonstrate to Rudo just how valuable he truly was, by worshipping, by kissing, by touching every inch of him with the utmost devotion.

Devotion he held for no one else but him.

What Enjin was doing? It was a sin. Filthy in and of itself. An act of debauchery, plain and simple. A kind of greed brought forth by mere self-gratification .

What Tamsy was doing? It was pure. An act of true love. Even through the pain, through the yearning and betrayal. All he ever did was a fresh, raw demonstration of his true feelings for the Surebrec boy.

His love was as eternal as the role of the Undertaker across history.

And just as the role of his Executioner would be, once he was done preparing him. Once this whole world became mere ashes at his feet and his blood dried from his veins.

A yell brought Tamsy back from his fantasies. Discovering his knees had actually buckled under his weight as he practically drooled just thinking about finally getting to be with Rudo on that fateful day, to be his one and only... Okay, it seemed that everything was over now; Enjin was clearly smoking, so it was safe to assume Rudo wouldn’t stick around too long after that.

Enjin wasn’t that kind of lover anyways…

Tamsy would need to have a little talk with Rudo later that night, whether he wanted it or not. He would get him to spill his guts to him. But he would forgive him, even if he cheated and kept doing it again and again.

Because Tamsy’s love would pull through, and all he had to do now was make Rudo realize that.

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The light on the hallways to the sleeping quarters flickered softly, and Rudo made his way towards his room. That day had been… a lot. The mission had gone pretty well, and then that thing with Enjin…

He felt his jaw tense, and for a second he thought he would tear up or punch something.

He slapped both cheeks with his gloved hands and continued down the familiar path towards his room, but before he could reach it around the corner, he was surprised with the presence of Tamsy waiting for him outside his door, arms folded under the wide sleeves of his uniform jacket.

“Tamsy? What are you doing here?” He asked the blond, who looked at him with soft eyes and his characteristic smile.

“Oh, I just needed to talk with you about something, that’s all, but you were taking so long to arrive I was about to turn in for the night.” He said this with that same kind smile he always wore, yet Rudo could feel the distinct chill of a passive-aggressive tone laced in between.

Oh god. He couldn’t possibly suspect something had happened, right? He felt his blood freeze and his stomach drop. This day just kept getting worse. Tamsys's eyes were narrowed, half hidden under his long fair eyelashes, yet he could still sense the intensity of his stare.

“Did you have other business keeping you busy?” Tamsy asked, eyes narrowed.

“I, um…! Yes! T-the boss asked me to go to his office to discuss something related to my investigation, so that’s why I took so long. Sorry to keep you waiting…?” Rudo tried with all his might to look casual and guilt-free, but it was too late; his hesitation was too obvious.

Tamsy stepped closer, to the point their height disparity was made even more obvious, and instinctively, Rudo stepped back until his back hit the wall behind him.

Shadows were cast on Tamsy’s soft features, making him appear intimidating; his smile was gone, and his light eyes appeared to scan every inch of Rudo’s face, unblinking. Rudo hitched his breath as two heavy hands covered in long sleeves landed on his shoulders. He didn't notice he was actually trembling.

Tamsy smiled sweetly once again and leaned just a bit closer to the boy’s face.

“You’re a terrible liar, Rudo, dear…” He snickered when he heard the boy gasp. “But that’s why you’re so cute...” Thin arms sneaked around Rudo's midsection and squeezed a tad too hard for his comfort; regardless, he leaned into the touch. Deciding that resisting it would just make things worse… Wait, why was he thinking this about Tamsy? And why was he feeling so anxious all of a sudden? He could swear something was trying to crawl out of his stomach with how tense it had gotten. “Huhu, just kidding! I know you wouldn’t lie to me.”

Rudo could swear his heart had stopped beating 30 seconds ago. A hand went to hold his wrist and gently pulled him closer, almost flush against the blonde’s chest.

“Let’s get you inside; it’s late, you should rest…” Tamsy whispered inside Rudo’s ear one last time before parting ways.

Rudo felt utterly powerless against the gentle tone of his fellow Cleaner, not that he just took his kindness for granted or that he was ungrateful for it, but sometimes… Only sometimes, Tamsy could get… intense.

Especially when it came to him being with anyone else on his team.

Yes, he wouldn't deny it; sometimes situations just seemed to escalate absurdly fast around him for no good reason, and somehow he always ended up underneath someone, doing things that made him feel incredible yet hours later would fill him with regret. It didn't used to be like this; he actually was having a lot of fun exploring, and he almost considered it a form of bonding with some of his friends, but ever since Tamsy had had his moment with him, things had gotten… stressful.

He didn't know why; he wasn't accusing anybody of anything yet, but he could swear Tamsy had been following him around these past few weeks.

His timing was awfully convenient, and he always appeared afterwards to have a vaguely threatening chat with him before disappearing once again.

Rudo was at a total loss. What the hell had happened to the sweet man that would lie on the bed with him and whisper sweet nothings into his ear until he fell asleep? Had he always been this… Scary?

He noticed that Zanka had started to slowly avoid him lately, running into him less and even halting their training hours together during the week, and he wondered if this somehow had something to do with Tamsy too.

Tamsy, meanwhile, pulled the boy along, entering his room with almost practiced memorization.

“We need to clean you, Rudo. I bet you’ll feel refreshed after a nice warm shower.” The taller boy said, as nice-natured as usual, his eyelashes fluttering almost coquettishly, and Rudo’s chest felt tight and warm.

Wait. Bath? Oh no, no, he couldn't see him undressed!

The bite mark Enjin left on his shoulder…!!

“I—um, actually, I’m kinda tired, and I would rather just go straight to bed!” Rudo blurted out nervously, ripping his wrist away from Tamsy’s hold to instead surround himself with both arms.

Tamsy's smile was gone once again.

“Huh? But you love, when we bathe together, Rudo…” The man said, almost theatrically consternated, walking closer to the teen that once again backed away. “Could it be… you’re hiding something from me? Perhaps something you’ve kept a secret…?” Tamsy’s eyes were so wide as he said that.

Rudo never felt so afraid before.

“Rudo…”

The Sphereite couldn’t move. His legs were not responding.

A pair of hands took hold of his arms and, with way too much ease, made the boy stop resisting.

“I understand if you want to keep it a secret. But at least you can allow me to see, right? I can take care of you…”

Rudo bit his lip and looked away; the man promptly began to unzip his uniform vest, slowly removing it. His eyes focused on a single tiny white stain on his otherwise black inner shirt.

“We should throw these into the washer too…” He talked with such detached casualness it left Rudo at a total stalemate mentally. “I’ll take these off for a second.”

Tamsy carefully pulled off Rudo’s beloved gloves until they were off. His eyes dilated upon seeing the marred, blackened skin of his fingers.

His shirt finally came off, and an eerie silence took place.

Rudo could feel his sweat cold as ice; he hunched his shoulders in shame. The bite mark was still pretty much fresh, red, and bruised purple where the skin had been punctured by Enjin’s sharp canines. He just knew that Tamsy would know the truth now…

“Oh my!” Tamsy exclaimed, eyes fixated upon the wound on Rudo’s shoulder. “Who could’ve left such an ugly wound on you! Poor thing, it must hurt. Did this happen during combat?”

Did… did Tamsy want him to actually lie to him??

He kept giving Rudo all these easy exits, putting words in his mouth, and almost on impulse and out of fear, Rudo kept taking them, which for some reason seemed to calm the tension between them.

“Uuh, yes! One of the small trash beast got me during combat… I didn’t want to show you because it was embarrassing…” Rudo blatantly lied, plainly stating each word with a strange sense of confidence he’s never felt while lying. Usually he got nervous and fidgeted, but now? After barefacedly lying to Tamsy for 30 minutes straight, somehow all his anxiety had dissipated.

Tamsy softened his expression once more, gifting him the most downright angelical smile Rudo had ever seen. So serene and warm, it was hard to believe this man could instill such fear in him at the same time.

“Well, what a naughty beast that was! Then again, that's the main reason we exterminate them, no? So they don’t get close to people and hurt them…”

A shiver ran up Rudo’s spine at the chilling comment.

Yet at the same time, a sick sense of satisfaction filled him. What was he thinking? Yes, Enjin had been an idiot to him but that didn't warrant a… whatever the hell Tamsy was implying

For a second there he sounded like he wanted to k—

“Don’t worry, Rudo, we’re a team, aren’t we? Next time, I’ll make sure I’ve got your back, and then no one will ever lay a hand on you again…”

Rudo nodded. Unsure of anything anymore.

Why was he so anxious anyways? So far, Tamsy had only demonstrated to be concerned about him and protective. Was it really okay to feel like this towards someone that clearly only wanted to protect him? Especially after… what happened

All Rudo knew now was that he felt incredibly ungrateful. Tamsy unrolled the old bandages from his wounded, scarred hands and softly tangled his fingers with him, leading him towards the bathroom. The contact hurt a little, but he said nothing.

Sitting in warm water actually did feel good and his thin shoulders soon relaxed as Tamsy began scrubbing him gently with a soapy washcloth, respectfully and slowly, sleeves rolled out of the way, like a parent bathing their child after a hard day.

“O-ow!” Rudo exclaimed when Tamsy began scrubbing his wounded shoulder with deliverance.

“Sorry, I just want to make sure I disinfect it… god knows what diseases that beast was carrying…”

Tamsy's face scowled briefly, his eyes narrowing sharply. It made Rudo's heart feel heavy. Tamsy was always so honest with him, why did he have to keep lying?

“T-tamsy?”

“Yes?”

…

“... You know what really happened, right?”

…

“... I was expecting you to tell me when you felt ready.”

He could hear his pulse slowing down and his body trembling. It was like a block of ice had dropped in the pit of his stomach, and the rip it made reached up and down his spine.

“Are you mad at me?” His voice was wavering.

Tamsy smiled kindly, as always. So sweet it made his teeth and heart ache.

“I would never be mad at you, Rudo.”

Rudo's hands gripped his chest until it ached, how could he possibly have doubted Tamsy before? How could he have been so scared of him? God, he was the worst piece of shit who ever walked the earth.

No wonder Enjin didn't want him…

“Oh! There's no need to cry! Aw, you poor thing…”

Crying? Ah. Rudo rubbed his bare hands over his cheeks, allowing his tears to soak his bare fingertips. It burned a little; the water had made the skin on his cursed hands too tender.

Why was he crying?

“Shh, it's okay, dear. Don't cry…” The blond rubbed ample circles between his shoulder blade, and Rudo wept even harder, sending his body forward to bend at the hip. He hadn't felt this amount of grief ever since Regto was murdered, hell, he couldn't even believe he was comparing both situations as if they were equal. But somehow, it just made the most sense in his brain at the moment.

His heart was broken, and he wasn't sure what else to do about it.

After he finished washing him, Tamsy carefully guided the weeping kid to step out of the bathtub and quickly wrapped him in a towel to bring him back into his bedroom, making him sit over the bed.

Rudo didn't stop crying the entire time Tamsy dressed him and dried his hair. Something inside him felt so guilty and broken. Why had he even accepted to be with Enjin at all?

Well… maybe because he loved him.

But he loved so many others. Why did his rejection hurt him so much?

He had Tamsy right there with him, loyal and trustworthy. He's said he loved him before too! Why was he feeling so hurt?

“Shh, sweetheart… Don't cry.” Tamsy shushed his sobs with patience and that placid expression he always wore. So warm it made his blood rush to his face. “I'm sorry it had to happen like that.”

“I'm so stupid…!!”

“You're not. Of course you aren't…” Now Tamsy had pulled him closer to his body as both lay in bed. Tangling limbs with one another in a desperate embrace. “You're just so loving and understanding, it's not your fault.”

“I thought… I thought sex was supposed to be important…” The boy sniffled, pressing his cheek against Tamsy’s chest. Tamsy tangles his fingers through his hair and combs it. “I thought people that loved other did it…”

“Hmm, not quite; it can be for fun too. But some people are simply scared of commitment.”

Rudo looked up with those big wet puppy dog eyes.

“I didn’t know that…”

“You’re still learning after all. But it's important that you learn to make that distinction too.” Tamsy said serenely, and his hands went to grab the boy’s cheeks to dry his tears. “Disappointment is part of growing up too, so don’t be mad at Enjin; I’m sure he’s got some… issues to take care of on his own…”

“I guess…” Rudo hiccuped and again brought the blond’s body close.

There was a brief silent moment, in which Rudo took some time to collect himself, hiding his face on Tamsy's chest. Rudo was so delightfully warm, and Tamsy smiled big and unashamedly, despite having a sobbing child in his arms.

Ah.

He wanted to kiss him so bad…

“Tamsy?”

“Yes?”

“Do you love me?”

Tamsy could feel the restraints that kept his true self in check growing weaker and weaker. Rudo's face as he asked such an innocent question, his wet eyes, his pursed pink lips, his blushing tear-stained face… It was too much. “Try to not scare him.” He told himself, fighting with his need to ravage the boy right then and there and also provide him with the support he desired.

“... I love you more than anything in his world, my dear Rudo…”

It was so easy, almost second nature. If Rudo existed, then he would love him; simple. No matter how many times it happened, how many other people threatened to take Rudo away, he needed to demonstrate he was much better than all of them.

Because his love was true and pure, something no one else was allowed to have or feel. What he had was stronger than any platitude or any empty words of acknowledgement other people would try to feed Rudo with. He just had to realize that.

He kissed him tenderly and softly, just like how he knew Rudo liked it. Pressing his lips together before pulling back, waiting for Rudo to practically jump towards him, wanting more.

Such a greedy boy… He was raising him well.

“I… I love you too, Tamsy! Stay here tonight, please?”

“My… What will people say if they see me coming out of your room first thing in the morning, huh? What do you think Enjin would think?”

Rudo's ruby eyes pressed shut, brows knitted together.

“I don't care what anyone says… I want you her—!”

Tamsy overwhelmed the boy so easily, robbing his breath with deep kisses, holding him tightly, jabbing a knee between his legs. It truly was so, so easy. And when Rudo was so desperate, how could he possibly say no?

The night was young; he would completely overwrite all and anything making Rudo's heart feel so heavy, as many times as necessary.

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Tamsy lay over Rudo's warm bed, looking as tempting as he consciously could. Hair cascading over the pillow, knees slightly bent in pretend modesty, shirt unbuttoned, showing part of his naked torso underneath. Everything was calculated, every move, every breath, even the amount of time he fluttered his eyelashes. It was all carefully manufactured to get Rudo's heart jumping in its cage. To get his blood pumping and his face to look as adorably turned on and anxious as it did just now.

“W-would you…” Rudo croaked out, feeling his throat parched and scratchy. “Would you really let me do… you?”

Tamsy chuckled, endeared. Oh, how easy this would be...

“Why, of course! I bet you’ll be wonderful.” He encouraged, reaching a hand to caress the soft, hot cheek of his younger lover. He could bet his head was a jumbled mess right now, probably having a headache. After all, that day had been loaded with new experiences; he had had his first time with Enjin, and this one had rejected him. He was tired, sleep deprived, and anxious, and now he was sitting there, looking hesitant and scared and bashful, as if he was fighting against his own base desires. But no matter, it was all part of the show for Tamsy, to see his boy struggling and in distress. This was better than anything that would come out later. He would take care of all the little details.

“I, I wouldn't know what to do…!” Rudo wrung his gloved hands, making the leather creak.

“No one does at first, but don’t worry about it.” Tamsy pulled the boy closer against his naked chest, inviting him to press his cheek against the strip of bare skin where his shirt was open. “It was just a suggestion; if you don't feel ready, we can always do something else. I would never force you to do anything you don't agree with…”

Rudo shuffled, sitting again over the bed, and with a resolute look in his brilliant red eyes, he shook his head.

“I want to… I'll do it!”

Tamsy opened his eyes wide, surprised at the sudden reaction, but soon a wide smile spread on his lips. Rudo's eyes were the eyes of a man who had made up his mind, who wasn't going to allow himself to be stepped over anymore, and God, it was the most adorable sight! Like looking at a puppy growl and bark at you.

He brought the boy closer and allowed him to burrow himself between his legs, practically trapping him here by curling his knees around Rudo's thin hips.

Rudo shivered at the absolute proximity of their contact; he could feel Tamsy's warm skin pressing against him, and the way the front of his hips rubbed against his…

It was embarrassing, but Rudo felt pretty hard right now.

Tamsy's body sometimes made him get like that, and it made him feel perverted, as if he was defiling something precious and sacred. Tamsy, who until now had been nothing short of an angel to him. And yet here he was, moving his hips against the softness of his body, taking yet even more from him like a greedy mutt who hasn't learned any manners…

“A-ah!” He heard Tamsy's voice through the sound of fabric rustling and his own pounding heart, and for a second he wanted to jump away, apologize, or anything! But Tamsy stopped him. “No! No. Don't let go…!” Tamsy held Rudo tightly, wrapping his hands over his shoulders. “You can feel it too, right? How much I want you…”

Rudo didn't have the opportunity to answer before Tamsy was kissing him. His tongue brushed hungrily against his lips with a sort of fever that Rudo breathed in eagerly. His gloved hands held Tamsy by the shoulders, leaning over him to deepen their kiss, and a smile cracked on the blonde's lips.

“My, such a strong hold…” He teased in that sweet, sultry voice of his, and Rudo nuzzled the underside of his jaw, leaving tiny pecks in there too. Tamsy looked down, and Rudo's erection remained unattended yet pressed tight right between his clothed slit. A throb made him twitch, and in response, Rudo also jolted. How cute… “You want me too, don’t you?”

“I… I'm not sure… I've never done it like this before…”

“Don't worry about anything.” Tamsy allowed Rudo to sit back briefly to finish removing the last of his clothing. “Just let yourself go. I'm sure you'll be wonderful~”

First was the shirt, giving Rudo the full view of his burn scars. Scars that Rudo, ever the sweetheart, always reached to lightly trace, from his ribs to his clavicle and then his neck. Such a compassionate boy…

And then, not moving more than necessary, he took off his boxers, giving Rudo the full view of his glistening pussy.

Rudo's eyes widened, and Tamsy could notice his pupils dilating, like the eyes of a beast. Of course, humans remained human, no matter what else resided inside the shell, and Rudo was not the exception, but if it was from him, Tamsy was willing to ignore that, again and again and again, no matter how many times.

Rudo had felt his love before, numerous times, but now it was time to feel Rudo's love.

“Take these off; don’t keep me waiting.” Tamsy said in an airy exhale. It was cute to see Rudo fumble with his waistband and silently debate whether to leave them pooled at his knees or just remove them completely. Someone was feeling very excited…

His member was a thin little thing, certainly not that big for a boy his age but not tiny either, nothing too amazing. There was a nascent, velvety amount of hair barely growing at the base, dark like the tips of his hair. How curious. Regardless, it was adorable to get to see it each time. The head was already red like a cherry, the mast hard at full length, making it bob as he crawled closer between his legs again. Rudo bit his lips, unsure of himself but encouraged by Tamsy to do as he felt most comfortable and listen to his instincts.

Rudo swallowed hard, nuzzling his hips flush against Tamsy's, and remained there, taking in the heat of the union of skin against skin. His face was a mixture of both an unspeakable ache and absolute satisfaction, lip biting and all. This stirred Tamsy harder than any other action…

To be the source of such a complex sensation was the utmost honor, to hold his small body and press him gently against his chest, whispering sweet nothings and encouragements into his ear until he ultimately began rocking his lithe hips, seeking more.

He was hard, rubbing his hot rod between his folds in an almost infantile way. Flicking his clit each time the head nudged it, hot and wet, both becoming more and more drenched as the seconds went by, embracing in that tight, safe position.

“T-Tamsy…!” Rudo cried out, his movements becoming more and more desperate and clumsy.

“Enjoying yourself?” Tamsy whispered into his ear, pressing kisses all over Rudo's red, sweaty cheeks. He was doing so well it was hard to not want to praise him.

“I…! C-can I…? P-put it in?”

Tamsy could swear he felt the high of an orgasm creep up on him by surprise.

Rudo's voice, face, and the fact that his movements became deeper and more deliberate. How could he say no? How could he? How could anyone, really? He was a mere mortal, and the flesh was weak; it was a universal rule.

Tamsy nodded, directing both hands downwards. Rudo watched, flustered and impatient, but bit his lip the second Tamsy spread his labia for him, showing him the way. His insides looked a beautiful pink tone that reminded him of strawberries on a cake, rose over milky white. Shiny and plump and inviting. His little cock jolted at the lewd thought, and again, he considered himself incredibly lucky to have Tamsy right there with him, allowing him to experience such pleasure. He was truly so nice.

Hesitantly and carefully, Rudo aligned himself with Tamsy's body; the heat radiating from both of them was making him feel faint, but no matter, he had a mission now! With his gloved hand, he made sure to carefully grip his member shallowly enough to not stain his 3R, but just enough to carefully guide the head inside Tamsy's slit. He could feel him throb with need, so he picked up the pace. The inside was as wet as he appeared outside and so very soft! The sensation wrapped around his penis, not unlike a hand or Tamsy's mouth had been before, but this felt… different. Even more intimate and so, so much better…

“Hmm! Nngh...!!” Rudo shuddered, lying over Tamsy once again. Tamsy surrounded him in a hug, keeping him in place. His smile was wide and a bit wobbly. It was as if he was trying to hold himself back. Was he feeling good too? Was he making him feel good?

“Move… you can move if you want…”

Rudo nodded, obedient like the adorable little pup he was, despite his fatigued look and his adorable red cheeks.

The boy thrust his hips, clumsy at first, not sure how much force to add. It did feel good for Tamsy, despite how small Rudo was. After all, the best sensation was always around the entrance; he didn't need more than having Rudo close to him just like this, melting into one another, as he worked his cute little cock in and out.

Rudo whimpered with each movement. A pleasure he'd never felt before ran up and down his spine and pooled hot right on his crotch the deeper he tried to push himself. Tamsy's pussy felt heavenly, hot and wet and soft all around; he clenched the muscles inside at times, and it felt like how kisses made him feel. Out of breath, dizzy, and tingly all over. Having his dick squeezed was the best!

“Huff, huff… T-Tamsy…! Y-You like it too?”

“Hehe… I love it, you're doing so good, dear…!” Despite his flushed cheeks, Tamsy looked so put together. Rudo, on the other hand, could bet he looked ragged and disheveled, drenched in sweat. “Kiss me?”

Rudo scooted a bit closer, allowing Tamsy to start a slow, tender make-out. His lips tasted almost sweet, and his tongue lapped at him, brushing his lips with his warm, hard piercing; he could feel Tamsy grow wetter by this simple action, heightening his own pleasure. He could feel him throb with each action and how it made pleasure creep up on him like waves.

It wasn't long before Rudo's movements became more desperate and erratic.

“T-Tamsy…!!” He cried out, holding him close; Tamsy curled up around him, tensing his back.

It felt so wet and hot, and then it became even wetter as Rudo came inside Tamsy, spurt after spurt. It was strange but for some reason, he could feel this was right; usually his spent would go to waste, getting on his pillow, smeared over his skin, but now, it felt like it was going where it truly belonged…

“A-aagh! AAH, FUCK!!” Tamsy breathed out, trembling uncontrollably. His tights gripped Rudo from each side and squeezed him still, pushing him even deeper. He smiled at the numbing current running through him. The sensation alone was enough to push him right over the edge. He came loudly at the idea of Rudo coming inside and of feeling his pure white essence coating him, claiming him as his, of growing big as he carried his seed. It was too much!

They both lay panting and shaky over the bed. Tamsy's pussy twitched, and a generous dollop of pearly white cum slipped out, staining the sheets underneath as Rudo rested curled up like a kitten next to his ribs, one gloved hand resting flat over his chest, over the burn scars across it, tracing them in a tender manner.

He was adorable, so innocent. Even after fucking him, he still retained that pure, untainted air around him, like a cherub.

Oh well, he would take care of himself in the morning; he probably needed to take a bath, but for now he wanted Rudo's scent to linger a bit longer on him, as both cuddled under his bedcovers in the knowledge of what had happened that night.

Surely…

Surely this would be enough, right?

Surely Rudo now understood where he truly belonged.

“... I love you.” Tamsy muttered, burying his nose against the boy’s hairline and leaving a single kiss over his sweaty forehead. Rudo practically purred, stretching his limbs like a small animal to surround his chest.

“Love you too, Tamsy…”

Everything would be perfect now. All according to plan.

…

…

What plan was it again?