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Cube's heart was pounding as he collapsed to the ground through low-hanging branches and shrubbery. He didn’t seem to remember having a heart half an hour ago but lo’ and behold there it was, thumping against his (also new) rib cage so quickly and violently he was inclined to think it was seconds away from exploding out of him.
Perhaps it was the running; the fact that he’d started running around…god knows when…and hadn’t stopped until that very second. Maybe it was the intense, overbearing, suffocating fear that this macabre place, this never ending forest, seemed to infect every fiber of his new being with. Or maybe it was…well…
Cube, still panting and gasping while leaning up against a quite conveniently placed tree, looked down at the raging hard-on he had been attempting to ignore since he got here. It strained against the soft fabric of his pants, pulsing and throbbing almost in tandem with his rapid heartbeat. The slightest touch or adjustment of the fabric caused his knees to buckle and for him to let out an incredibly loud and undignified moan.
Heat.
Heat was the only way to describe the feeling that coursed through his tired body.
Something in the air did this, some musky, unignorable smell that grew and shrank in intensity seemingly at random. It was blinding, deafening and overwhelmingly overstimulating all at once. Another quiet whimper escaped his lips as the smell wafted heavier than he was expecting into his nose. (Also a new addition, wonderful.)
He ground his legs together, “What is happening?” He managed to croak out, not really having a target of the question in mind as he buckled under the weight of…what must have been an intense and primal arousal.
”There you are.” An impossibly loud, gravitas, glitching voice boomed out from within the thick foliage Cube found himself in, bringing an even stronger whiff of that intoxicating smell with it. Cube recognized that voice. Those heavy footfalls and the odd smell, those were new, but that voice? That low and sultry tone, Cube could never mistake it.
His suspicions were only confirmed when a figure broke past the tree line with a powerful stride, neon pinks and blinding whites shining through the dark, with that terrifyingly wide smile in tandem.
”Blixer?”
His new body was large, intimidatingly so; his massive form only twenty feet away seemed only to grow in size the more he approached. He must have only taken a few long steps to close the distance between them, at which Cube had shuffled up to their feet and pressed their back against the tree.
Blixer’s face pressed unnervingly close to his, drool dripping from his mad, cheshire grin and onto Cube’s shaking face.
“So…you’re where that smell’s coming from.” He growled, placing a hand to Cube's face and simply rubbing and probing at the soft skin, as if he was fascinated by just the feeling.
Cube couldn’t help but notice that just one of Blixer’s hands was as large as his entire head and each finger was tipped with claws glinting in the moonlight.
He was so gonna die.
The smell was intense now, somehow even more than it had been earlier. Cube didn’t think that’d even be possible. It seemed to grow in intensity as clouds of Blixer’s pink breath brushed against his face and more drool fell over his clothes. His cock throbbed almost painfully and he had to bite back another whimper when Blixer trailed his long dark tongue up his face and moaned at the taste, his terrifying features twisting even more intensely into a grin.
“Morrre…” Was all he could grumble out at first. He readied himself for a moment to speak again, “These new bodies are interesting. Especially yours,” he panted, “your’s looks…delicious.”
”What? Blix, wh-what’re you-“ Cube couldn’t even react to Blixer’s lips colliding with his own, he moved with such blistering speed that the impact would have knocked his head into the tree had Blixer not secured one of his large hands around the back of it. Warmth exploded across Cube's body, he instinctively pressed himself into Blixer as he was lifted up to be at head height. An almost spicy flavour overtook his mouth, flooding his already overstimulated senses and causing his eyes to flutter.
The wriggling appendage now exploring his mouth and throat wasn’t helping. Blixer humped and bucked and thrusted at Cube's body and it felt almost like second nature to wrap his legs around him and hump right back. He couldn’t help but moan and whine into Blixer’s mouth but if Blixer noticed, he definitely did not care as he was making his fair share of noise.
He grunted, growled, and snarled into Cube’s mouth almost in synchronicity with the smaller man but with much more malice and intent behind them. Blixer pushed into him harder, desperate for more contact, more friction, more more more.
It took every ounce of willpower to pull his long tongue from Cube’s throat, though he continued to hump and thrust at him. Cube unapologetically whined at the lack of Blixer’s taste, while his smell only intensified and riled him up more.
“You can…feel it too, can't you? That heat.” He barely groaned out through sharp gritted teeth, locking hooded bedroom-eyes with Cube who could only nod in response. “You need it too.”
“Yes, yes yes yes…” It was all Cube could whisper into Blix’s face while making futile attempts to find relief by grinding against his body. The heat was bad. Licking and biting at every muscle in their bodies like a real flame had engulfed the two. Like if they were to stop indulging one another for more than a few seconds, they would explode. It was such an intense heat, the world seemed to fade away.
He was entirely entranced. Blixer’s knee rubbed between his legs and sent crackles of paralysing pleasure up his spine. Cube felt close, closer than he thought possible from just a makeout session. Just a few more seconds…a few more grinds against-
Blixer all of a sudden dropped Cube to the floor who landed with a thud.
“Knees. Now.” Cube followed his orders almost immediately. He clambered to his knees with almost absent-minded, uncouth enthusiasm before Blixer and began panting in anticipation and anxiety beneath him.
What a view from down there it was.
He knelt perfectly at eye level with Blix’s crotch, seeing the impossibly large bulge fighting and thrashing at its cloth containment, begging for his touch. Cube could clearly make out the massive veins and how they throbbed through the fabric, could clearly feel how Blixer gently thrusted at his face as he stared in shock, and could definitely feel his own cock let out a spurt of liquid in his pants just at the arousing sight.
Blixer pushed his hips further forward, making his package come fully flush onto his partner's face; Cube let out a pathetically loud moan of satisfaction at that. The scent was impossibly, incredibly, amazingly strong.
“Hurry…up.” He was struggling to sound intimidating through his own whimpers and moans but Cube needed no more convincing. Pulling back just slightly to slide the hem of Blixer’s pants to his knees, the gigantic thing all at once slapped him in the cheek with alarming force. All activity in his brain halted. while he took in the view.
It lay across his face, rock hard, throbbing and dripping with sweat and pre-cum. Jet-black with veins and shimmers of pink, and a fat, bulbous knot at the base. Cube’s mouth watered. He could see Blixer’s clawed hands clenching and squeezing at his side in tandem with the throbs of his cock. Releasing his own from his pants and beginning to pleasure himself, Cube pushed his face into the appendage and opened his mouth. He caught beads of sweat and cum on his tongue and hastily attempted to swallow them while spending as little time as possible without his face pressed into Blixer’s dick. Wrapping his arm not busy stroking himself around Blixer’s waist, he slowly worked his way down, kissing and licking and sucking at every vein and sensitive part that caused Blix to growl again and again.
Cube’s face ended up pushing into the spot where equally large balls met the knot and he began licking like his life depended on it. He slobbered all over Blixer’s cock and drooled over himself, knowing that not a single part of his brain was focused on anything other than Blixer’s fat dick. Not that he minded.
He felt a large hand grab him by the hair and pull him back from his desired place under Blixer’s cock, forcing him to look back up at him.
“Whyy? Please let me-“ Blixer’s cock slapped him in the cheek again, silencing him.
“You’ve had your fun.” Laughed Blixer, continuing to slap and rub his package on Cube’s face for a few moments and savoring how his strokes feverishly sped up when he did, “My turn now.”
Wasting no time, Blixer pressed the gargantuan tip of his cock to Cube’s lips which obediently parted and allowed him entrance. A similar heat to when Blixer kissed him was slowly engulfing Cube as his mouth was stuffed full of Blixer’s cock, finally peaking as he bottomed out halfway down his throat with a chesty moan. Every spasm of pleasure as Cube continued to jerk off caused his throat to tighten and press at Blixer’s sensitive cock, making him grab hard at Cube’s head to ground himself.
Blixer barely made an attempt to grunt out words, “Going to be…Rough. Hold-“, a particularly intense throb caused him to gasp and thrust into Cube’s mouth again who gagged and moaned loudly over his cock before he managed to steel himself. “Hold…your breath.” he managed to whisper before unsheathing himself from Cube within an instant and thrusting in again just as quickly.
He set a brutal pace, jackhammering poor Cube’s face with a ferocity audible for miles both through the incessant wet slapping and the almost deafening combination of the two’s noises. Blixer’s knot collided with Cube's face and his balls slapped with his chin over and over with each thrust, making a distinctive wet slapping sound alongside Cube’s gagging moans and Blixer’s low maniacal laugh and moans. Cube wished that the knot would squeeze its way past his lips, turn his throat into the perfect, wet cock-warmer and finally satisfy his needy-heat, but Blixer hardly held Cube down long enough to force it into him, so there he knelt, drooling and warbling around Blixer’s cock.
slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap. slap
Cube couldn’t even think. Couldn’t even begin to form a thought. Could not fathom anything other than being right here and right now, being Blixer’s toy. Too many smells, too many sounds, too many tastes but Cube couldn’t bring themselves to not absolutely love every second of it. Heat was welling in his abdomen, twisting and tying itself harder and harder and tighter and tighter. It threatened to unravel soon, Cube could tell that much. His hands sloppily stroked and jerked at his desperate cock, bucking into himself to chase his relief as Blixer’s even more incessant throbbing and growling obviously signaled his also coming orgasm.
With one slightly softer thrust that only just ended up thrusting his tip past Cube’s tongue, Blixer unsheathed himself from within Cube and began to stroke himself rapidly, sending droplets of saliva, sweat and pre-cum flying as he did. Cube fell to his hands and knees for a moment in a coughing fit, hands slipping from his cock to steel himself. Within a moment he was back to his original position, on his knees before Blixer who was now feverishly stroking his cock at Cube’s face.
He was desperately chasing his orgasm, tongue falling from a wide-open mouth and practically screaming his moans and growls of pleasure. “Mark you…need to…”, were the only words he could muster but it was all Cube needed.
“Please, Blix.” He obediently opened his mouth and allowed his tongue to fall out, placing two open hands beneath his chin as he awaited Blixer’s reward for his hard work. With the way his stomach was still twisting, he knew wouldn’t need to touch himself to finish.
Cube could tell they were both close, both careening towards their limits at breakneck speeds, both desperate for their climaxes. He expected a massive load, befitting of the massive stature Blixer had adopted, and just the thought of his face and probably clothes utterly drenched in Blixer’s cum, his mouth stained a white, cock-drunk smile was driving him insane.
Blixer was the first to break.
With an almost roaring moan he finished, his body rocking back and forth with pleasure and knees almost failing him. He positioned his cock maybe only an inch from Cube and began shooting a downright excessive amount of bright white cum from his twitching cock by the handful directly into Cube’s mouth and on his face. One thick rope covered him thoroughly and filled his mouth to the point of overflowing, the second, third, fourth and so on, they were simply overkill. It was almost difficult to see Cube’s face through the gallons of clear love that coated him. The thick white liquid seemed to never end, spurting out like a fire hose for several seconds at a time before slowing down, giving Cube a flash of nervous disappointment, before another few feverish strokes from Blixer would somehow cause even more to spew onto his face, making him pulse with pleasure.
Cube could simply no longer hold on at the heavenly sensation of being covered in Blixxer’s cum and felt his own orgasm shoot through his body like lightning, seizing up every muscle and making him moan in harmony with Blixer. Opening his mouth allowed more to pour in, swilling it around on his tongue, not daring to close his mouth to swallow lest he miss a single drop. He shuffled back and forth on his knees while he relished the taste of Blixer’s cum. He released a comparatively much smaller load into the grass below. He didn’t speak, mostly because his face was much too coated in cum to do so, he only knelt before his larger partner and gratefully received his gift for a hard days work.
Blixer continued to stroke and grunt wildly in ecstasy, being able to cover Cube’s face no more but still pushing himself through the most unfathomably pleasurable orgasm he had ever experienced. Cube felt the tip slap at his face over and over as he squirmed through his own orgasm. He grabbed at Blixer’s cock, hands unable to wrap around the thick shaft on their own so using them in tandem, stroking enthusiastically as he stared at the tip, just begging for more cum to be given to him. The liquid on his hands lubricated his strokes to a sickeningly pleasurable degree, making Blixer grind his teeth together at the speed and passion with which he stroked him. Cube saw how the humongous balls clenched and seized in an attempt to release more onto Cube’s face, but simply nothing was left in him. He continued to buck wildly at Cube’s hands for almost a full minute before his growls and gasps slowly turned to quiet moans and deep, breathy pants.
His neck was craned up to the sky and Cube could no longer see his face though was quite sure of its expression. Cube lay the now soft but still massive cock over himself once again, kissing at it with cum stained lips and rubbing his face back and forth under the shaft, almost entirely for his own satisfaction. The heavy weight of the shaft and knot, the brain-melting scent…Cube could stay here for a while. Unceremoniously, unfortunately, Blixer stumbled and toppled backwards, making lazy, uncoordinated steps in odd directions before finally falling to the floor on his back with a loud, heavy thud.
Cube could only pant on the floor, catching their breath and returning to reality after that…interesting…experience. His brain was still foggy and not entirely back to normal, but he had at least a portion of normal cognition back.
whatthefuckjusthappened
He could tell Blixer was awake, though his lack of even the tiniest of twitches or movement showed him he was completely and utterly out of it.
Wiping the cum from his face and hands with the bottom of his shirt before discarding it, he slowly crawled over to Blixer’s side and collapsed there next to him. Despite their pasts, despite the aggressiveness shown beforehand and despite absolutely everything Cube knew about him, some part of Cube, deep down inside himself, knew Blixer had no intention to hurt him. Not right now anyway.
He groggily swung a leg over the larger man’s body and straddled him, laying his tired head on his chest. The gentler thumping of Blixer’s heartbeat was almost soothing. “Cuube…” he whispered.
“Hm?” Cube didn’t have the strength to move his head to regard Blixer. Slowly, he felt two large arms wrap tightly around his waist once again.
“I can still…feel it.” He rasped into Cube’s ear, pressing his newly hard cock into him once again.
shit, he’s gonna be here a while.
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