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— One survivor remains! Subject 16M-RFT25 wins! —The announcer's voice said, proclaiming that, yet again, Camilo had won the quarrel. He was starting to speed his learning pace, in comparison to the others. The more he participated in the experiments, the more he could memorize the rivaling subjects' methods for a lot of things; preferred weapons, stances, areas, etc. And he made sure to use all of this information to his advantage.
He smiled softly, his pinky-ish skin covered in crimson stains, and with that perfect smile he received the praise from his "audience", the latter being Fiora's lifeless shell, heavily pierced with stab wounds from the Hade's Edge sword— ¡Gracias, gracias![1] You're all an amazing audience! —He claimed, giving his public a little bow as he was carried away by guards towards the Research Center on Lumia Island. Not even one complaint escaped his mouth.
Once he was away from the field, the lifeless bodies from his former enemies were carried to the Center too, the state in which the bodies were varying from subject to subject, yet, one of them was almost too perfectly preserved, almost pristine; subject 16M-RFT24, AKA, Arda Evren. Only a stab in the chest, directly in the heart, was registered in his autopsy, and the same had been absolutely skimmed over in the first inspection of the body, since the wound had been covered with cloth. Almost as if something–or rather, someone, had tried to save him or, at the very least, make his pain less. Even if his death would've been already short, only 40 seconds long, in fact. Arda had been taken care of in his final moments.
Another thing to remark was the state of decay from and place where he had been found; He was in one of the houses in the Uptown area, in a bed from a second floor. His body was still warm, and smelled of rotten already due to the heat from the blankets. Either he had been resting and was killed in his sleep, or he was carried towards the bed.
—Y'know... This is weird —Said one of the researchers, analyzing the body with piercing, yet confused eyes—. They don't really... need, or have to take care of eachother... —The researcher spoke, pausing a couple of times to express his confusion.
—I'd say "Romantic", if this wasn't a battle for survival. —Sarcastically replied the researcher's co-worker, uninterested in chit-chat—. He probably took care of himself; he usually dies first, after all, no-one really pays him any mind. He's an easy target.
...
After showering, Camilo put on his now repaired and pristine clothes, stretching a bit after doing so, yawning and deciding to take a look around the edification, walking past a mirror, he stopped and made sure he was, as always, clean and perfect, just like the platinum-blond victor he was, after checking that everything was correct, he continued on his path. He walked casually, as if he hadn't just come out of a death game, after killing multiple people. Some of these people he’d have to see later, knowing they had all the memories of what he did. And yet, his personality made him unable to care at all, except, perhaps for a single man... The only person who made him able to care, Arda Evren.
See, while he was quite focused on himself, the inability Arda had when it came to defending himself made Camilo... soft, even when he didn't want to admit it. He knew Arda was, surely, stronger than him, and that, with enough practice, he could become as deadly as he was. Maybe even more, but that was unlikely, since he was already the best one. This wasn't the only reason, however, he couldn't yet admit it to himself.
Knowing that, confidently, he thought that maybe he already must've been revived, so he grabbed a coffee from the Research Center's cafeteria, for his little archaeologist boy, and a piece of strawberry shortcake for himself, because he deserved to spoil his palate from time to time.
Gently, he walked towards the history poster boy's[2] room, knocking the door with his shoe, a soft "Come in" came from inside, and once he entered, the hazel haired male looked surprised, stopping his reading to look at the blond, who smiled tenderly.
—Well, well... Glad to see you alright, Arcáico![3] —He claimed, closing the door behind him with his foot. He left Arda's coffee on his desk where he was sitting, and stylishly he sat (without asking, mind you) on the brown eyed man's bed, leaving his cake beside him, looking with intrigue towards the book that Arda had in his hands—. What are you reading now?
—Ah, thank you —Arda smiled as politely as he could, a bit annoyed from being kept away from his reading, but appreciating the coffee and the blond's visit, staring back at those mirrors that reflected the blue sky with tired eyes—. I'm reading, y'know, the usual.
—Oh? and what would be the usual for you?—He stood up, his eyes curiously wandering towards the book and the man holding said book, as his body move, his gaze did, always looking at him, and now that he was standing behind the hazel eyed and haired man, he placed gracefully both of his hands in the bottom of the back of the chair were Arda was sitting on, while he slowly put his head on the shoulder of the archaeologist to see what he was reading.
Such proximity made Arda blush, trying to focus on his book, but the closeness of Camilo made the task difficult to achieve. The archaeologist could feel his heart racing and Camilo noticed, loving to provoke such a reaction, especially in someone so serious like Arda. Those hazel eyes made him interested, plus that ability he had to always keep talking about things. He made Camilo listen and ignore the whole rest of the world, even when he didn't know anything about the topic that Arda would masterfully talk about.
That ability that Arda had to consistently make him only focus on him and not himself, made this man without fail Camilo's Achilles' heel. Even if he didn't want Arda to be so important to him, it made his chest feel warm and his mind go fuzzy in a way that only the archaeologist could achieve. On the contrary to Camilo, Arda felt like he would lose control everytime that ballerino was so close to him, even when it meant that he'd die for it, Arda was always waiting for his next death with open arms, specifically if that meant the blond would touch his body, with those tender touches and soft look in his sky mirror blue eyes.
Arda stopped thinking about Camilo's touch in his body, specially because the fingers that were in the back of the chair were now caressing his side, the same fingers that were from the man that made him lose control, which only reaffirmed how he would rock his world with even the most gentle of Camilo's touches and how the sky blue eyed was so weak for Arda and his reactions.
—Mhm, won't you answer me, bombón?[4] —Said Camilo in the hazel eyes man’s ear, at the same time Arda could feel the blond's hot breath in his ear and without having time to speak or even think, the unbeaten man slowly ran his tongue along his earlobe, making Arda shiver. Even when he was trying as hard as he could to contain himself, the pleasure that now ran like a liquid through his body was strong. And it took every ounce of restraint in the archaeologist's body to not do something he would later regret. Even when the characteristic hot pressure was collecting in his gut, even when it was Camilo provoking him and making him feel that way.
Arda took a forced breath through his clenched teeth and tried to calm himself, when he made it, his eyes opened without realizing that they were closed, and then he opened his mouth to give an answer.
—Oh. Y'know, just... Reading about bones. As I said, the usual. —Arda spoke slowly and collected as always, which Camilo took as a challenge. With a wide smile he started sniffing Arda's neck, before giving him a little kiss on his shoulder, waiting for a reaction—. You... are awfully clingy today, mh?
—Can't I be affectionate to you, cariño?[5] It’s not like you let me do this all the time, so I want to enjoy it as much as I can~ —Camilo leisurely spoke in Arda's ear with a small sung tone before giving him another bite in the earlobe. Arda took a slow breath between his clenched teeth before squirming in his seat trying hard to not show any sign of being affected. Camilo, seeing the hazel-haired man squirm, gave a big, victorious smile that he did not bother trying to suppress before hiding his face in Arda's neck.
—Um... Well- —Before the man with hazel eyes could give an answer, he stopped himself before he could let a embarrassing noise when he felt how Camilo was leaving a trail of kisses from his earlobe to his collarbone, Arda didn't even knew in what moment the blond placed his hands in his stomach and in his chest. And as a consequence the man with sky mirror eyes could now feel the heart of the hazel hair man beating faster than ever.
—Oh well~ I tough that you were serious and collected but look just what we've got here... —Said Camilo with a mocking and seducing tone, without suppressing his giggles, and that was Arda's breaking point, he stood up so suddenly that the blond gave a few steps back from the surprise, his feet got tangled with Arda’s carpet, making him fall, but before he hit the ground, the archaeologist grabbed his wrists whilst pulling him closer to him, their bodies collided and the hazed eyed man put both of his hands on Camilo’s waist.
And before Camilo could react, he was thrown on the bed, making him fall perfectly in the center of this furniture. The blond was now laying on his back with his limbs spread out as a seastar, his face totally blank after being thrown like that by Arda.
The man with hazel eyes didn't stop looking at the blond man like he was his prey, before moving to the end of the bed, in there Arda looked down to Camilo, exploring the beautiful body of the blond with his gaze, Camilo albeit a little confused gave him a crooked smile for how the things ended up turning, he was very surprised and a little bit too much aroused to think straight. Arda slowly started crawling into the bed, he positioned himself between the other long legs, and with no patience left he took both thighs and pulled Camilo in his lap with inordinate aggressiveness, making the sky blue eyes feel the erection of the hazel eyed. The blond couldn't stop himself before letting a little gasp at feeling the other man's bulge against his ass.
Arda growled at the sensation, the pleasure bursting at last in that hot, hostile and almost animalistic movement.
The unbeaten hunter let himself be the prey for once showing his vulnerability to his only and most important prey.
Arda began rubbing his erection back and forth, marking Camilo as his own with that dirty, dirty motion. And the blond didn't reject it, such sensation was incredibly hot, his breath started to slowly itch with every movement, grasping softly at the sheets while he let Arda stroke himself like that. He had, after all, asked for it, with the amount of touches and cares he had given the hazel haired just to provoke him.
He was starting to get all hot and bothered, and gently and a little bit insecure, he began moving his hips up and down with might, provoking even further desire in Arda, gasping for air whenever he'd move, like a desperate man, craving for his flesh to be touched in the most fastest way possible.
—Oh, D-dios mío…[6] —Camilo moaned, his voice cracking with immense ecstasy, only making Arda go faster and harder, leaning as much as he could on the sky blue eye's lower end. Trying to press his erection even deeper in the man's ass, he placed the legs around his waist and without missing a beat, Camilo surrounded Arda’s back with his legs taking advantage of the closeness the blond put his arms around the neck of the archaeologist making the space between them almost nonexistent, and the hazel eyed feeling the man that close he strongly grabbed him from the hips to keep moving and rubbing. He pushed him closer (if that was even possible), and now Arda's face was closer to Camilo's, both men were panting while looking at each other's eyes deeply, like no one more existed in that moment, and without being able to hold back, they kissed just as passionately, devouring each others mouths with desire and eagerness, closing their eyes as they did so. Every ounce of restraint in Arda escaped him with this action, only intensifying his lust.
After the hazel eyed had wasted all his air, he separated a bit from Camilo's soft and reddish lips, looking right through his eyes, and the grinding stopped for a moment. Arda’s hair was messy, and covered his eyes now.
—C... Camilo, I... —Arda hesitated, due to the lack of oxygen in his lungs, speaking with a shaky breath in between each word. Sincerity escaped from his lips which were now connected to the blond's thanks to a trickle of saliva, and gently, he spoke his feelings, which made the trickle break—. I need you, I love you dearly...
—Amor…[7] —His eyes shined brightly as he listened to the other man, a warm smile was painted on the ballerino's lips, and his heart fluttered. Why? This wasn't something new to him; being told "I love you” wasn’t something uncommon for him. Multiple times in his life he had heard those same words from countless different people because of his immense beauty and charisma, and yet... This time was different, a warmness had taken over his chest and was now rising to his cheeks, and his heart beated faster than ever, that made Camilo hesitate of his own feelings but even then, he couldn’t stop a big smile forming in his face—. Well… took you long enough…
With those playful words, Arda kissed him again, starting to grind against him again, now with an even more passionate rhythm due to the shared love, and nothing really mattered anymore. They were the only people on the planet that mattered at that moment as they kissed and shared their newfound warmth.
But even if their new discovered love was their priority, the lust could not be left behind, making their movements erratic, almost animalistic, as the pleasure overcome their bodies, both of them trying to chase after the relief of the orgasm, between irregular and harsh motions, their noises escaping from their mouths and the kiss, making them the only signal of their sinful act in the room.
Camilo could feel Arda’s body press against him, the exactly perfect pression to make him burst with pleasure and pain, the movement long enough to stimulate the shaft, the hot air hitting his face everytime Arda pant, the cold trail of saliva in the commissure of his lips, Arda’s glossy hazel eyes looking at him like he was the most important person in the archeologist life, Arda’s hair tickling his sweat wet forehead, every single of these things made Camilo reach the absolute extasis, with a last look at those hazel eyes, the blond came throwing his head back against the bed releasing a long and loud moan.
Such dirty noise and hot position only made Arda increase the intensity of his movements, grinding still against his lover’s ass with passion and need, starting to slowly feel the wetness in Camilo’s ruined pants, due to the hotness and animalistic rudeness of the act, he couldn’t stop himself from growling as he looked at the perfectly ruined expression his blond had, pleasure tingled in his gut, warmness spreading through his body and he wasn’t able to contain himself anymore, coming just like the sky blue eyed man did moments prior, a low moan that was almost a growl escaped his lips, arching his back just a bit, stopping the motion shortly.
They locked eyes with each other, panting from the pleasure they both received, half tired from grinding in such a dirty way. They were almost locked in that position, until Camilo started to slowly weigh the reality of the situation they got themselves in, his pleasure filled expression gradually changing to one of complete panic, looking desperate. Arda didn’t realize the change for a few seconds, until Camilo pushed him back, almost throwing him out of the bed.
The hazel eyed just then realized what had happened, he slowly lowered his head looking at his clothed crotch that had a new wet stain just above his dick, with another slow movement of his head rose his eyes just enough to look at a similar wet stain in Camilo’s pants, looking up again he finally stared at the panicked look that the blond had.
At the speed of light Camilo was out of the bed and the room itself, leaving behind a strawberry shortcake and a confused Arda.
El fin.
Jiji bromis xd[8]
JP had little hobbies, but one of them was spying on a certain secret agent.
Like always Alex wasn’t in his room, so JP had to search for him in all the cameras until he found an interesting act happening.
Camilo and Arda rubbing each other like animals while moaning, JP almost dropped his laptop when he saw that, he was jumpscared with Camilo’s obscene loud moan, it was almost like the old times with the moans joke video that he hated.
He wanted to change the camera, but at the same time he wanted to be as far away as possible from the laptop that was now in the bottom of the bed. So his only option was to see what happened with the couple.
He saw how Arda came and saw Camilo pushing Arda strongly enough that the archeologist almost fell from the bed, he saw the realization hit both of them and then he saw how Camilo ran as fast as he could to escape the room. Intrigued about Camilo’s reaction he finally approached the laptop before changing cameras to follow the blond, almost forgetting about spying on his “secret” crush.
JP scrolled until he found a camera showing where Camilo ran, Camilo ran until he was in his room “secured” and to “no one” sight, JP almost laughed when Camilo checked that no one followed him in the hallway to his room.
Camilo leaned against his door while slowly sliding until hitting the floor with his body, the blond in a gentle way brought his knees to his chest and hugged them, hiding his face in his arms. For a loud and charismatic person, JP never thought that Camilo in a mental breakdown would be so quiet.
JP even felt a little bad for how Camilo was reacting, the blond shoulders started to tremble and he talked.
—¿Por qué? ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué?[9] —Camilo started whispering to himself, the blonde brought his hand to his head and started to hit himself. They were little hits but every single one of them were followed by a “¿por qué?”. JP almost felt sorry for him, but Camilo was too annoying to really feel sympathy for him.
—You just had something beautiful with him and now you ruin it. ¡Tonto![10] —Camilo kept hitting himself while whispering, JP now did feel sorry for the blond, no one has to be a genius to know that Camilo had a special thing for Arda, almost everyone knew except for those two, JP put himself in Camilo place and he would have totally freak out if he had screwed up with his crush.
And talking about the devil.
—Are you trying to spy on me again, Wang Wen? —JP screamed and jumped back at the voice of his crush, Alex was standing in front of his door while at the same time leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed in his chest, his glasses perfectly covering half his eyes while staring at the brunette with his electric deep blue eyes.
—I didn’t! I wasn’t! —JP almost screamed the answer while his face was flushing, hard.
—你真的以为我会相信吗？ 你是一个非常糟糕的骗子王文。[11]—Alex pushed himself off of the wall before walking towards JP, Alex's perfect Mandarin made the hair on the nape of JP's stand.
The man with golden blond hair walked slowly until he stopped by the edge of the bed, with his index finger in JP's chin making him look up and with his free hand he moved his glasses to his head, his hair getting pushed back, exposing his forehead and his deep blue eyes.
That view made JP’s legs weak, he was lucky he wasn’t standing or he would have fallen flat on his face on the ground.
—You know perfectly that I don't like it when you spy on me —His eyes and his tone were ice cold, it was a scold, it was definitely a scold, but JP couldn't stop the feeling of liquid heat in his gut, when the brunette noticed that he was starting to get a hard on, his flush spread, not only his cheeks were red, now his ears and neck were bright red, he was embarrassed, it was humiliating, but his cock was more hard than ever, trying to be sneaky JP used his hand to try and cover his erection with his shirt.
But a hand stopped him from completely covering his hardness, and with a little pull, JP was on his feet with only a couple of inches making them stay apart, Alex cold eyes start slowly scanning him from his eyes until his prominent erection on his underwear, JP had, only from embarrassment, little tears accumulating in his turquoise eyes. Alex arched one eyebrow with a playful smile, his free hand moved towards the throat of the mocha haired man, it radiated heat, the blush made JP's neck so warm, the blond didn't even need to search the pulse from the brunette, it beat so fast and hard that he could easily feel it, the turquoise eyed man was so embarrassed for having a hard on by getting a scold that he was seconds away from crying.
Alex, now with a big smile, took JP's waist and with an elegant movement, the blond was sitting in the bed with the brunette in his lap sideways, using his own hand Alex started to caress the hacker erection, eliciting an startled moan from the turquoise eyed man.
—M-mm, what are you doing?
—What do you think I am doing?
The hacker was going to complain that he asked first but suddenly there was a mouth against him that prevented him from talking and not only that, a tongue joined the mouth quickly after, it was abrupt, a little rough, but still so good, only by feeling Alex tongue in his mouth he felt his dick throbbing on his underwear and the blond noticed, breaking a little smirk, they keep kissing while JP was trying to decide if he wanted to die from embarrassment or from cumming in his crush hand.
They kiss once, then again, and again, with tongue or without, everytime Alex will kiss JP's mouth, he will squeeze the chinese man's erection, making him let out muffled moans by the kisses he was receiving, the air was lacking in his lung but it was alright if that means that he get to have his crush mouth against his. And when he was almost running out of air, Alex stopped kissing him, only to talk in his ear.
—你真是个荡妇，让我那样抚摸你，真是个妓女[12] —The russian man's voice was thick with pleasure and made shivers run down JP's back, the degradation going straight to the brunette’s dick, combined with the caresses and squeezes that the blond was giving, at this point the pre-cum was staining the underwear and feeling the cold stain, Alex started the kisses again and began to be more aggressive with his touches, he wanted to make the chinese cum because of him only.
The things were getting more and more heated, they were at a point where JP was lying on his back in the bed without any of his clothes while Alex was lying on his side masturbating him at a fast speed so that the brunette could cum, both keeping kissing not even thinking about air, but JP broke away first so he could speak, so he can give Alex a warning about his upcoming orgasm.
—M-my god —JP voice was trembling, it was too much pleasure but at the same time not good enough to make him cum, at this point the chinese believed that the russian was playing with him, but then the blond started playing with his shaft and that was enough to push him over the edge—. Alex!
With that last scream JP finally came all over his chest and Alex's hand. The chinese was trying to catch his air and get down from his pleasure cloud, when he suddenly felt something cold and wet in his hole.
—W- wha- what?
Before any of these two could do or say something they both hear a door open and close, immediately alert both of them sit on the bed while Alex pulled a pillow to cover him, but none of them saw someone at the door, but then, they look to JP's computer were the cameras were still on in Camilo's room and in front of the door was Arda with a distress expression and with a cake in his hands.
—Finally he came! —JP said excitedly before crawling to the computer to see what was going to happen and Alex, feeling curious about the hacker’s excitement, followed not before he gave the chinese a loud slap in the ass, a small “Auch” escaping the brunette’s lips, yet he didn't complaint, as he was too focused on the drama to care about it right now.
Camilo was sitting on his rug, a complete mess compared to Arda's clean self, the blond didn't even change his pants, his cheeks were stained with black tears from his eyeliner, that now, was completely ruined.
Arda tried to not show any pity on his face, he knew that that would have made Camilo mad. He was here so they could talk, but even now the blond was so broken that the hazel eyed was sad that he caused all of this.
Slow, and a little bit hesitant, Arda got closer to Camilo, so slow and careful like he was treating an ancient body. He stopped in front of the blond man before going down on one knee, the man with sky blue eyes wasn't looking at him, he didn't want to, he was too ashamed to do it, he never wanted Arda to find him like this, like a total mess.
Camilo lowered his head but then in front of his eyes appeared his strawberry shortcake, the blond hesitant slowly raised his gaze and saw how Arda was holding the cake he took to the older man’s room, it was like Arda was offering a peace cake trying to calm him down.
The ballerino took the cake with trembling hands and a little doubtful reach for the little spoon. With the spoon in his trembling hands he took a scope of the cake and ate it, Arda didn’t move, he kept holding the cake while Camilo ate it with black tears running down his face.
When the blond finished eating the cake he was already calm down, there were a couple tears still running down but overall he was more calm now than before.
—Camilo… I understand that you think that everything that happened was just because of the heat of the moment, but, for me it wasn’t, I- —Arda stopped talking, looking at the floor, he swallowed before speaking again with a little tremble in his voice. —I mean it, I do love you, I really mean it, I know maybe it is rushed, but you- I- in the beginning I did find you annoying and an attention seeker, but now? You make me lose control so easily, when you are with me… I don’t feel in control, I want to have you only for myself, I can’t control this selfish and possessive feeling when I am with you, I mean it, I love you and I don’t know what I would do if I lost you, because even when I try to denied it I can’t, I need you, I feel like I’m an addict and you are my drug, I can’t have enough of you, I want you solely for me.
Arda wasn’t looking at Camilo while he was talking, he was too embarrassed over confessing his feelings for the blond to make eye contact, even when he knew Camilo was staring at him.
Arda wasn’t looking at Camilo, he was staring at the floor as if it was the most interesting thing in the word, having his head looking down it make Arda’s hair fell top of his eyes, the ballerino couldn’t move his gaze, he wanted to really know if Arda feel that way, even looking at how the archeologist was blushing made him doubt, it was shame? It was embarrassment? Did Arda lie and couldn’t look him in the eye? But he sounded so sincere and Camilo wanted to believe him, could he? Was Arda really in love with him?
Did Camilo love Arda too?
He thought he liked Arda, but did he love him? After so many months trapped here and only wanting Arda attention… Was that love? It wasn’t… Right? I mean, Camilo was an attention seeker, he knew it, he wasn’t going to lie to himself. But, after a couple months he was sure he had more than just a crush for Arda, but even then, love? Did he really was capable of loving someone that wasn't himself?
Camilo took the napkin that Arda brought with his cake, he brought to his face to clean his black tears because the eyeliner, cleaned his face the better he could before throwing the napkin somewhere in his room.
The ballerino grabbed Arda’s cheeks prior to start kissing him, it was messy a little uncoordinated and Arda could barely keep up with the sudden rush of passion that passed through the blond, he placed his hands in the blond waist attracting him to his body before starting to hugging him with an incredible force he didn’t know he had it but Camilo didn’t mind it, in fact, he hugged the archaeologist with the same strength
The ballerino separated himself from the hazel-eyed man, not with a lot of space, actually, it was barely 2 inches, letting both of his noses touch, Camilo looked directly to Arda’s eyes, he was hesitating but after a couple second he finally whisper to the other’s lips.
—I love you Arda Evren.
Those soft spoken words could barely reach Arda’s ears but when they did he smiled, slow and shy, it was an intimate smile that Camilo has never seen.
The archeologist reached to Camilo’s cheek putting a soft hand in there, the hazel eyed man made the ballerino lean forward to a kiss him again, it was different to the first kiss, this one was slower but not less passionate, it was almost as if Arda was trying to put every feeling he felt for Camilo and the blond stopped having doubts about the older man, he knew Arda wasn’t someone to lie about this, he knew it and still debuted about the archeologist, he started to feel bad, but it was a little difficult while having Arda mouth in his, so he separated himself from the other man once again, this time the hazel eyed man followed his mouth almost as if he didn’t want to separate from Camilo.
—Wait- Arda- C’mon-
Camilo could barely get the words out before Arda kissed him again and deciding it was better feeling his lips in his he stopped complaining and simply let the older man keep kissing him which left them both lying on the floor. With a smiling Arda above a flushed Camilo.
—I love you too Camilo Fernández Cabrera.
And with that Camilo went down on Camilo to kiss him again.
Alex closed the laptop before looking at JP.
—I told you they were going to finish together, now, we haven’t finished, haven’t we?
Alex smiled and JP didn’t if he had to be extremely aroused or extremely terrified of the blond, the hacker gave him a temerous smile before crying out when the secret agent jumped to him with a sinister laugh.
The End.