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Avery sighed, slumping back against a nearby tree. He didn’t understand why D3rlord had his heart set on making so many traps. Sure, he knew about most of the stuff that happened to him out here, but he didn’t think it was this serious. He watched in curiosity as D3rlord loaded random items from his inventory into the hopper in front of him. Avery didn’t even know how that was meant to be a trap.
As irrelevant as it seemed, he wondered what D3rlord looked like under that helmet. He always assumed he’d be hot. Most masked guys were, he figured. He’d never really seen an ugly one.
Avery wondered what it would feel like to kiss D3rlord. That was a totally normal “bro” thought to have about an acquaintance, right? It never hurt to think about what it would be like to press his lips against the knight’s.
Naturally, Avery’s mind wandered. If a kiss on the lips felt good, what about the neck? The shoulder? What about a kiss on the thighs? Would D3rlord be the type of person to kiss Avery’s lower stomach and inner thighs before eating him out, or would he just go for it? Avery decided the first option would be more fitting for someone like D3rlord.
“—so if it loads the chunk, the hopper will go off and drain—Avery, are you listening?”
“Huh? Oh, yeah, for sure.”
Avery said quickly. He cleared his throat, trying to excuse how distanced he seemed, but also tried to insinuate his feelings. He hoped the way he shuffled on his thighs was good enough.
D3rlord didn’t seem to notice.
Ignorant little fuck, Avery thought. Frustrated, he pulled his knees together and up to his chest. He could feel how wet he was through his boxers, and it drove him crazy. He wouldn’t be able to focus like this.
“I’m gonna go piss.”
Avery said abruptly. D3rlord sighed, but he expected nothing less from someone like Avery.
“Make it quick. We have things to do.”
D3rlord sighed out, deciding to sit down as well on the bank of the pond in front of him.
Avery got up and speed-walked behind a tree he deemed was far enough away that D3rlord wouldn’t be able to hear any noises he might make. He leaned up against it, making sure he was behind it so D3rlord couldn’t possibly see him.
Avery’s knees buckled when he finally managed to get a finger on his clit. He breathed out a soft moan, sliding his back down the trunk of the tree he was leaned against, letting his head fall back against it with a slimy thump. He bit his lower lip as he circled his clit with his middle finger, moaning out D3rlords name every so often in quiet little bursts.
D3rlord’s mind had gotten the best of him too. Curiosity had always been a struggle area with him. He thought about Avery in the same way the slime had recently thought of him. How it would feel to kiss him, to hold him, to fuck him.
It would be wet, D3rlord decided instantly. He was a slime, after all. Would it be warm like slime as in the toy, or cool like a gel? D3rlord decided it might rely on how aroused Avery was. Warm if he was, cool if he wasn’t.
What genitals did Avery even have? D3rlord didn’t care at this point, he just wanted to fuck that moron until he broke his mind.
D3rlord zoned back in to himself palming at himself through his armor. He paused for a moment, then sighed. He was really thinking all this about the man he once deemed an absolute idiot capable of nothing but playing Skywars all day.
D3rlord was going to see if he was capable of something else.
He stood on shaky legs, walking in the direction Avery had. It would be awkward if he’d walked over to Avery pissing, but then again, with the way he acted, he definitely wasn’t just going to do that.
D3rlord paused when he heard Avery’s voice whimpering his name. Holy shit.
It was hard to keep his hands from not immediately going to try and jerk himself off through his armor, so he kept listening.
He could hear Avery jerking off. He could actually hear the squelches and wet noises his body made. Was that just because he was wet, or because he was slime? It could’ve been either, maybe both.
“A-Avery..”
D3rlord whined out. God, did he sound that whiney all the time?
Avery made a startled noise and audibly panicked before realizing that D3rlord’s tone wasn’t much different from his own.
“Come here. Now.”
Avery commanded. He got surprisingly intimidating when he was horny.
D3rlord wasted no time rounding the tree, planting himself on his knees in front of Avery, watching him jerk off.
That answered a question. Avery had a vagina. Good to know.
D3rlord was glad his face was covered. It would be embarrassing with how red his face must’ve been. He hesitantly reached a hand out, holding out his ring and middle finger.
Avery moved his hand away, resting it on his thigh. D3rlord was glad he could understand him so well without having to speak a word.
Avery shivered when D3rlord’s finger pressed against his clit.
“Here?”
D3rlord asked softly. He didn’t know much about how feminine anatomy worked.
“Up.”
Avery commanded. D3rlord followed.
“Right, a little..”
D3rlord followed again. He figured he had it just about right, judging by the noise Avery made in return.
“Fuck, right there..”
Avery managed through gritted teeth, biting down so hard on his lip D3rlord thought he might bleed. Could Avery even bleed?
D3rlord did his best to imitate the circular motions he’d watched Avery make. Avery let out short, heavy breaths.
One of Avery’s hands came up to grip D3rlord’s shoulder, the other gripping one of the surfaced tree roots beneath him. He tugged on his armor, trying to pull him closer. D3rlord understood.
It felt good to kiss Avery. That answered more questions. He felt cool, like a gel. He also did in fact have a tongue, which surprised D3rlord a little.
D3rlord whimpered into Avery’s mouth, which just seemed to turn the slime on even more. His hips bucked slightly against D3rlord’s hand.
Avery needed more of those noises. More of those needy little whimpers. So, he set his hand on the knight’s erection, giving him something to grind on.
D3rlord did so immediately. He refused to let go of Avery’s mouth, holding onto him desperately as he practically rode his hand.
The kiss only disconnected when Avery pushed D3rlord back to figure out how to get his armor off, which D3rlord had to do himself. All that constricted him was a fauld and a pair of black hose and chausses.
Avery didn’t care about the size of D3rlord’s dick. That was the last thing he was worried about. All he cared about now was getting their lips pressed together again and jerking off the knight in front of him.
D3rlord whined into Avery’s mouth when he felt his hand on his dick. God, it felt good. Odd, sure, but wonderful. He didn’t know how to describe it. Maybe a tight sleeve made of lube?
Avery pulled away from the kiss after a few minutes of the two stroking each other, a string of spit connecting them before snapping.
“Now.”
Avery said shallowly, voice hoarse. D3rlord didn’t need to have the meaning of that word spelled out for him.
“Without any preparation?”
“I said now, damn it.”
D3rlord whined a little at how assertive Avery was being. He never expected something like this from Avery, but he didn’t deny the fact he liked it.
D3rlord placed a gentle hand on Avery’s shoulder as he pushed himself in. God, Avery was intoxicating.
Avery was surprisingly tight for a being made of entirely slime. He felt wonderful around D3rlord.
D3rlord whimpered once again at the feeling, leaning into Avery’s shoulder. His hand came around to grip the back of Avery’s shirt. Avery’s hand did the same, coming around to grip the back of his cuirass.
Avery let out an equally pathetic whine as D3rlord filled him. He leaned his head back, letting it thump against the tree.
“Fuck.. My knight in shining armor.”
Avery attempted to flirt, but it came out much cheesier than he’d intended. D3rlord was too gone to realize, and only found it hot.
D3rlord gave Avery a few seconds to adjust before he gently pressed himself into him a little more. It didn’t take long for D3rlord to build up a rhythm.
Avery’s moans got slightly more frantic as well, breathing quickening. His arms wrapped around D3rlord’s torso, pressing his forehead against his pauldron.
D3rlord picked up his helmet just enough to pepper kiss after kiss along Avery’s shoulder and neck, attempting to leave hickeys wherever he could. It proved difficult to leave marks on slime.
“T-There—“
Avery whined, moans getting louder, eventually turning into open mouthed noises that flowed with no end. He clenched around D3rlord, feeling that heat burst and spread.
D3rlord followed soon after. Out of morbid curiosity, he picked up Avery’s undershirt just as he came. He could see himself inside him. He could see his cum in Avery’s cunt. ..For some reason, that only made D3rlord cum again. Within the span of about 20 seconds.
Avery laughed like a moron. Those laughs died down immediately when he realized every movement of his body caused D3rlord to knock right back into his g-spot. The laughs turned into overstimulated whimpers.
D3rlord picked his head up from Avery’s shoulder, dropping his shirt. Avery looked up as well, panting. He set a hand on the side of D3rlord’s helmet, picking it up just enough to kiss him properly.
“We have a lot left to do, Avery.”
D3rlord said softly, taking much more care when saying Avery’s name now than he did earlier.
Maybe they still had time.
Maybe D3rlord isn’t so scared after all.