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The last thing the survivors expected was the entity holding them all hostage to do was allow them to throw a Christmas party.
Builderman strung lights as Dusekkar lit the fire place. The radio for the first time worked, albeit distorted, and played merry songs. Guest helped Elliot make hot chocolate for everyone as Shedletsky baked gingerbread men. Pleasantly surprising everyone when they didn't come out burnt.
Guest eyed Shedletsky as he decorated the cookies. Shedletsky spun the plate around, and facing Guest was a cookie made to look like him.
"I'm just glad it didn't turn me into a cookie." He said, referring to his outfit.
Shedletsky must of found that really funny, because he burst into laughter. "Oh come on that would be asking for Sixer to eat you!" Guest's expression faltered. Shedletsky hadn't noticed. "You know.. I'm not sure I could resist eating you either." His mouth watered at the thought of a Guest sized gingerbread man.
"That's nice and all Shedletsky but you didn't set a timer for your chocolate chip cookies." Elliot pointed. Snapping Shedletsky out from his daydreams.
"Oh. Um. #####." Shedletsky half laughed as he came over. He opened the oven and peeked. "Eh. About five more minutes, I'd say. Thanks Elliot!"
"Yeah." Elliot rolled his eyes.
No one in the kitchen noticed Chance slip in and steal a few treats. Turning around, Shedletsky gasped. His creations had already been kidnapped before they were even presented! Eh. Just shows how good of a cook he really is.
Sitting all by himself was 007n7. Dressed as a reindeer. Chance startled him, sitting right next to him.
"... Hi." 007n7 said. Voice barely above a whisper.
"Hi." Chance grinned. "Couldn't help but notice when Santa came around this here no one left his reindeer any treats."
007n7 stared at him. Realization flashing in his eyes as he remembered what the Spectre had forced him in this morning.
It was.. Horribly embarrassing. If 007n7 wasn't embarrassed of his body, he was now. He knew he had gained weight over the years.. But this onesie made that even more obvious. It was soft, but it rubbed against his stomach. Making something 007n7 could almost ignore in the forefront of his mind.
"Um.. Yeah.." 007n7 voice became even quieter. He stared at Chance not understanding what they were getting at.
No one had really talked to him yet. Why now?
Chance scooted closer, practically leaning into 007n7. "Well I think you've been a good boy."
"What?" 007n7's mouth dropped.
"Yeah. A real good boy." Chance said almost too causally. 007n7 watched as their hand moved to his thigh. "One in desperate need for some treats."
"Ch- Chance." 007n7's face grew hot.
"You deserve it man!" They exclaimed. "You saved my butt countless times with your whole cloning trick." They patted the top of his burger. "Toughest deer in the flock."
"Chance." 007n7's face became redder.
They laughed. "Looks like that nose isn't the only thing that grows red."
Anyone who was in the room with them could bare witness to Chance doing air planes with a cookie as 007n7 cringed so hard he looked he was praying for death. But he was allowing this to happen, for some reason.
Thankfully the cookie was good. Meaning Chance probably didn't bake it. 007n7 was thankful for that, as mean as that thinking was. He would apologize for it mentally if Chance hadn't started to rub his belly.
"Yeaa. There we go." Chance practically purred. "Good boy."
He had been itching closer and closer to 007n7. To where now he could wrap his hand around 007n7 and to his waist. 007n7 didn't know what was more humiliating. The situation, the fact everyone could see this, or the fact he was .. Enjoying it.
He really didn't want to. But he was.
Chance watched him swallow before asking. "Lookie what I have." They waved the cookie in front of 007n7. "You want it? You want it? Ah?"
They were teasing him. 007n7 just sat there. Face burning. "Y.. Yea I want the cookie." He eventually said.
Just like before Chance fed it to him like he was some kind of pet. Cooing and praising him for the most basic thing imaginable. They rubbed his belly and brushed his cheek. 007n7 could barely respond with how flustered he was getting.
"Two whole cookies, can you do a thrid?" Chance flipped out another, like it was their trump card.
"Chance.." 007n7 had crumbs and frosting around his mouth. He went to lick it off but Chance pulled a handkerchief of all things. "Chance!"
007n7 tried to escape Chance, but eventually he was backed against the wall. His face scrunched up as he was dabbed off like some kind of baby. Chance stuck their tongue out as cleaned him off. Chance was clearly enjoying themselves, and 007n7 was too..
007n7 was scared to glance down at a certain something. In case it was, enough.
He didn't know he was so starved for any human interaction that simple praise like he was a cat was enough to make him off. It was absolutely humiliating what Chance was doing to him but be didn't even know if they were aware of what they were doing to him.
He could feel eyes on them but what could he do. Chance was practically sitting in his lap now. Which did not help with what was going on in his pants. Or lack there of. He was just in his boxers in this onesie. The Spectre had stripped him of his dignity and most of his clothes.
Or well, if he had any dignity left, Chance surely stripped that away from him. He couldn't take him grinding up against him like this.
"I- I can." Oh God. What was wrong with him? "I can do as many as you want.."
He sounded so quiet. He could not be this submissive, could he?
Chance brushed their fingers across 007n7's cheek. 007n7 absolutely hated the noise that came from him, and hated more how he just allowed them to cup his cheek. He closed his eyes and focused on Chance's warmth. It was a feeling he longed for, for so long. He hadn't known he would crumble this easily.
007n7 was snapped out of it as Chance squished his face. Giggling as they did it again.
Even with sunglasses on, their surprise was clear when 007n7 grabbed their hands. 007n7 gave a light grimace as he tried to find his words.
"Chance.." He uttered. His voice dying on him.
"You don't like that?" Chance's expression fell. "Sorry dude."
007n7 wanted to smash his head into a wall. He could tell him to stop squishing his cheeks but he couldn't tell him to get off his lap? Did he .. Want this?
His cheeks were beginning to burn again.
But he practically almost died on the spot as he heard a gasp from across the room. 007n7's eyes snapped past Chance and almost immediately regretted it. After a moment, Chance followed his gaze.
Elliot had stepped into the room. 007n7's stomach did a backflip and messed up, landing in a pit of dread. Being perceived was stressful enough, but like this? It wasn't just Elliot, 007n7 knew everyone's eyes were on him, but he would think about that later.
He hadn't mean to, but he sniffed the air. Realizing Elliot had brought in a fresh plate of cookies and -
"Aww." Chance cooed at him. "Like a little bunny rabbit!"
"OUT." Elliot shouted from across the room. "OUT NOW!"
Chance's brow furrowed with confusion.
Shedletsky stepped in after Elliot. Confused on why he was shouting until he saw 007n7 and Chance. "Woah." He attempted to hold back his laughter. "You two need to get a room!"
Didn't have to tell him twice.
With a tap of his c00lgui, 007n7 and Chance were teleported outside of the main cabin. He stepped away from Chance. His heart being the main thing he heard as he begun to hyperventilate.
"Oof! Chance had unfortunately landed on their face. Pushing themselves up, he shook off the snow.
He glanced up to see 007n7 retreating towards his cabin. He threw himself up and went after him. "Hey, dude!" They called, but 007n7 pretended to not listen. "Dude!"
007n7 paused. He squeezed his eyes tight as he battled his demons.
Unfortunately, they won. He flipped around, and grabbed Chance by his hips. Smashing his lips against his in a messy panicked kiss.
Behind the shades, Chance's eyes widened. But as it clicked into their mind what was happening, he closed his eyes. His hands wrapping around 007n7's neck as he fought to find his tongue.
The two of them pushed each other into 007n7's cabin. Chance pushed him down onto the bed and froze. They both did.
"Are we uh ... You know?" Chance asked, seemingly nervous at the idea.
007n7's eyes were wide and panicked. He didn't know what to do. "I- I only if you wa- want to."
Chance smirked. "Well, uh. Seems you want to. Or you know. It does." They said, referring to the little devil in 007n7's pants.
Instinctively 007n7 covered his face and squeaked.
"Oh my God!" Chance laughed. "You are adorable!"
007n7 tried to look away from them, his head brushing against the back of bed. He fought the urge, but since they were now behind closed doors, he gave in.
Pressing against Chance, he whined. "Am I?"
Chance was struck into silence. Doing googly eyes at 007n7 as he waited for a follow up, but 007n7 didn't speak. 007n7 begun to smile at him. Suddenly Chance's face felt hot and he begun to sputter. Laughing nervously as he tried to find something to say.
"Y- Yeah! Cutest guy here! I mean uh, cutest ever! Forgot we got a girl now..!" They paused, pursing their lips. "Or well.. I'm not really a guy either. And neither is Two Time -"
Their ramble was cut off. Their eyes practically shooting out of their head as 007n7 leaned towards their neck.
"Woah uhhhhhhh." Chance's mouth begun to drop.
Then, he almost burst into giggles. He couldn't help it. 007n7 kissed his neck and holy crap he was ticklish! This was supposed to be hot! Chance bit their tongue, trying to lock in. Because, it was really hot. It's just they never knew they were this sensitive. He's never gotten this far with someone -
"Ow! Chance suddenly cried. Seizing up as 007n7 bit into his neck.
007n7 backed off immediately. Eyes wide and full of worry. "I- I'm sorry! I should of asked! I thought we were ... You know.." His eyes softened with shame.
"Well, I've never had a hickey before! But I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to straight up bite me!" Chance went to rub the spot 007n7 bit but was stopped. 007n7 grabbed his wrist, and directed Chance's attention to the spot. He was bleeding. "Oh what the heck man!"
007n7 leaned forward again, but kept his eyes on Chance. "May I?"
Chance's mouth dropped. He didn't just bag someone he bagged an absolute freak! Chance's face warmed up. "Uhuh." They nodded quickly. "Yea."
Chance sat frozen as he knew what was gonna happen next. He felt 007n7's breath on his neck and then- OhmyGodheslickingme.
Like he was some sort of cat, 007n7's licks started out gentle. He cleaned the wound for Chance, genuinely licking the blood until it slowed. When he was done, he looked to Chance with a smile.
"We should.. Get that patched up. Your shirt should cover it but um.." 007n7 said, a little nervous despite literally biting a guy a second ago.
"Oh yeah. For sure." Chance agreed. But then he paused, making a face. "You know I'm not a cookie right. If you wanted more you could of waited! That's naughty! I'm taking your good boy privileges away!"
007n7 buried his face into his hands. "I'm sorry." He whined.
Chance's expression softened. "Hey I was just joking... You know you never ate the thrid cookie.."
007n7 looked at him with embarrassment. "I don't deserve it."
"Dude you're plenty good." Chance smiled. "Well you know, besides biting me. But you felt bad! So it's okay!"
"I didn't really apologize.." 007n7's eyes flicked towards their legs.
"You said you were sorry." Chance shrugged. "I forgive you man."
They reached out and pinched 007n7's cheek. "You too cute to stay mad at!" He laughed, noticing how red 007n7 got.
007n7 pulled their hand away from him. Chance took the opportunity to slide foward. Laying his head onto 007n7's stomach. They wrapped their hands around 007n7's waist, trapping him.
007n7's expression became one of surprise. He didn't know what to even say. He had never been this close to anyone before.
Chance smiled up to him. "You're like a big teddy bear." Embarrassing 007n7 almost immediately.
Not knowing what to do, 007n7 just patted their back. Being used as a pillow was not on his bingo card. But really none of this was.
"Do you want to um.. Um.. Lay together?" 007n7 forced himself fo ask. "Or.. The other thing."
"The other thing?" Chance looked to him clearly confused. 007n7 winced.
"Sex?" 007n7 bit his tongue.
"Oh. Oh sure!" Chance hopped up. "Um. Wait no let me check." 007n7 raised a brow as they peeked inside their pants. Whatever they saw, they grimaced. "Um. So. Problem. I don't have a vagina today."
007n7 blinked. What.
"I have to flipped every morning to see what I get." Chance forced a grin. "So uh. We could try to tomorrow!"
"You have to.." 007n7 pinched his nose. "Okay." Why wouldn't that be how Chance works. "Well.." 007n7 said with a sigh. "We could try the other way.."
"Okay." Chance's eyes became wide. "Why don't you tell me how it's done so I know that you know how it's done."
007n7 stared at him. "Chance.. I've never had sex before. Let alone gay sex." He grimaced. Horribly embarrassed to admit what he was about to say. "I've only ever seen it in porn."
Chance sighed of relief. "Okay cool me neither."
"What?" 007n7 was surprised.
"Yeah, I've uh. Never had sex!" Chance laughed. Throwing their hands up. "Girls would come over and see what I have and bail on me.." He frowned. Seemingly deeply troubled by this. "If they even stayed over. Usually they would leave before we started to get undressed."
"That sucks, Chance." 007n7 didn't know exactly what to say.
"Yeah." Chance shrugged. "But those were one night stands!" He then looked to 007n7 with worry. "That's.. Not what this is. Right?"
007n7's brow furrowed. "I don't really know what this is.." He admitted.
Chance frowned. "You don't like me?" They asked honestly.
"I didn't say that..!" 007n7 his eyes flashed with panic. "I- It's just ..." He curled into himself, facing away from Chance. "I've never been this close to someone. I don't know if I do like you or not or if I- I.."
Chance placed a comforting hand onto 007n7's side, catching his attention. They looked into his sad eyes, and saw themselves in them.
"I get it." Chance said. "But like. I dunno. Maybe it's just me. But I feel pretty attracted to you right now." They shrugged.
"What is there to like about me..?" 007n7 asked miserably.
"Welll.. You're big and squishy." Chance smiled as he head his head onto 007n7. "You're really cute and never have been rude to me... Even Elliot's got annoyed with me!" They blinked. "You're not annoyed with me right now, are you?" They worried. They seemed to have the affect on people, no matter who they were.
But 007n7 was more distracted by the fact they called him 'big and squishy.' His cheeks burned hot. "N- No." His voice was incredibly small, causing Chance to burst into laughter.
"What's got you flustered now?" Chance boopped 007n7's on his red nose. Even without the whole reindeer get up, his nose would probably still be bright red with how easily he became embarrassed. "Is it cuz you're a biigg cutie?" They squished at his cheeks. "Just the softest big boy ever?"
If they weren't aware this is what 007n7 craved, they had to of known now. He squeaked under their touch. And squeaked even more when they redirected their attention to attack his belly.
"Never hurt a fly have you?" Chance cooed. "Or if you did, I would forgive you. Because you're just a cutie pie. Just a big squishy cutie pie!"
007n7 found himself leaning into Chance. He kicked his foot a little under the constant petting.
It was overwhelming for 007n7. But on the tip of his tongue was the request for Chance to not stop. To touch him somewhere else. For them to be more direct in treating him like his .. Pet.
Oh 007n7. You were in deep.
Somehow, Chance was able to get 007n7 curled by his side. Half way into his lap so he could stroke his cheeks. As much as 007n7 craved their warmth, he found himself beginning to drift off into deep.
Noticing this, Chance gave him one last kiss on the forehead. "I love you." They smiled fondly. "At least, pretty sure I do.."