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Hyperlaser bounced his leg beneath his desk out of boredom, he had nothing to do for the day as he stared out his window from the comfort of his home. He yawns, petting the cat that rested on his lap, purring as she slept comfortably.
He smiled at Princess, while he didn’t mind that he could sit there with his pet all day, he yearned for some…sort of distraction of sorts. He looked at his phone, picking it up and scrolling through his contacts.
He scrolls through various text messages between him and other people, perhaps he could call one of them?
Subspace? Definitely not. Biograft? Why’d Subspace even give the robot a number anyways? Does he give one for each Biograft? Whatever.
He exits the app to put his phone down before feeling it buzz in his hand, he flinches at the sudden buzzing before flipping it over to see what notification he received.
It was Katana, telling Hyperlaser to call him.
He felt his cheeks redden, It wasn’t like he’s attracted to Katana(He is.) He just found him to be one of his very close friends, that’s all. There is totally nothing going on in his mind that makes him space out for a minute. He shook his head, shaking the thought off and moving his phone closer to see what Katana typed.
‘Hello, Hyperlaser. I hope I’m not bothering you when I do this but could you call me right now? I’ll explain later.’ The words on the screen display Katana’s message, a call right now? Hyperlaser basically flushed red at the thought of hearing Katana’s voice right into his ear. But sure, he wasn’t attracted to him in any capacity whatsoever.
He started to type. ‘Yes, of course. Give me a few seconds.’
His fingers paused just before hitting the call button, he sighed, before deciding to ignore all outcomes and take his chance.
His phone rings, displaying Katana’s profile picture and contact name as he waits for Katana to respond.
A ‘ding’ could be heard as Katana picked up Hyperlaser’s call, he put his phone to his ear, curious to hear why he wanted to call so suddenly. He expected to hear Katana’s smooth and deep voice, but was instead greeted by…
‘OW, OW, OW! THAT HURTS!’
‘Shuriken! Stop trying to bite Slingshot and get over here!’
A cacophony of voices could be heard in the background, almost deafening as he steered his phone away from his own ear. Brows furrowing and face scrunching in response.
“Katana, just what is going on there?” Hyperlaser asked with a concerned tone, his expectations immediately shut down. He admits that he’s a bit disappointed.
‘Ah, Hyper. Thank you for picking up—’ a loud ‘ CRASH!’ could be heard from the phone. ‘ Sincerely, I hope I’m not bothering you, but could we perhaps…meet up?’
As soon as Katana said that, a door could be heard closing shut, muffling the background noise. “Of course, Katana. And no, you’re not bothering me at all, in fact, I’m actually pretty free right now.” Hyperlaser smiled softly.
‘That’s a relief, then could you go right now? We’ll meet up at Crossroads, we can discuss the details there.’ Muffled voices could still be heard even when Katana had retreated into his own room.
“I could, just let me get ready to leave in a few minutes, I’m not exactly…well-dressed right now.” Hyperlaser laughs awkwardly, looking at his more casual clothes which were his sweatpants and a black turtleneck which covered most of his body. Katana paused from over the phone, before Hyperlaser heard his voice again.
‘...I see, I’ll see you there, then.’ And with that, Katana hangs up the call.
Hyperlaser immediately looks around his closet for an outfit that was decent enough to be presentable for Katana. Why was he worrying about this anyway? But hey, it won’t hurt trying to dress up once in a while outside of phights.
-
Katana rested at a wall somewhere, leaning against it for support as he waited for Hyperlaser to show up, he looked at the birds who were pecking the ground, searching for food. He was always fond of birds, something about them fascinated him. He continued to stare for what felt like hours before he heard footsteps approaching him, immediately getting defensive.
“Katana!” His defensive posture immediately drops, relief washing over him as he realised it was just Hyperlaser. Though the more he observed him, the more he seemed…different than usual.
Hyperlaser stops in front of Katana, looking up at the taller demon, sweat rolling down his forehead as he seemed to be in a hurry before. Katana takes in Hyperlaser’s outfit, which consists of a leather jacket, a white turtleneck, black pants and engineer boots. He also notes that Hyperlaser did not wear his helmet today, instead opting for sunglasses to rest atop of his head and a black mask to cover his face covered in scars and burn marks.
“You look like you put a lot of thought into that outfit, I didn’t even know you liked to dress like this, or show your face for that matter.” Katana continues to stare at Hyperlaser, not noticing he’s been eyeing him for longer than he intended to.
“Ah, well, these are…pretty old clothing, I figured it would have been a waste if I never wore them.” Hyperlaser coughed. “Well…Do you have anything in mind on what to do now that we’re here?” Hyperlaser looked at the abundance of locations, maybe they could go and eat something?
“Perhaps we could take a stroll and see what catches our interest.” Katana suggested, looking in Hyperlaser’s direction. “I just wanted to have some peace with you, I do not mind to partake in any activity you’d like to do.”
“Hm, good idea, actually.” And with that, both demons were now walking through the streets, striking up conversations like it was natural for them to be this talkative with each other. The both of them went into multiple locations, one of them being a restaurant which had some decent food.
It was midday when they had met up with each other, and now the sun can be seen setting down in the horizon. Hyperlaser lets out a yawn, feeling tired as the both of them were still walking, admiring the view in the distance, when suddenly—
“Careful, Hyperlaser.” A hand grabbed his chest from behind as Hyperlaser realised he was about to walk into busy traffic. Katana had prevented him from being a possible car accident victim, but more importantly, Hyperlaser cleared his mind and his mind tunnelled to the hand on his chest.
Hyperlaser had always been aware that Katana was way taller and bigger than him, their height difference being quite literally a foot apart. Hyperlaser flushed red at the feeling of Katana’s hand on him. He never noticed how rough they were, or how big they actually are compared to his own.
“O-Oh, thanks.” He averts his gaze, looking away from the taller demon. Katana can be seen using his phone, seemingly texting someone to let him know about what’s currently happening back in Thieves’ Den.
Katana sighed, pocketing his phone and turning to Hyperlaser. “I’ll be staying in a hotel for the night.”
“How come?” Hyperlaser asked curiously.
“...I just want some peace and quiet for tonight.” Katana pauses, considering his next words. “Would you mind joining me?” He offered, putting his hand on Hyperlaser’s shoulder.
He thinks carefully about the offer, he left some extra food for Princess and this could help him get closer to Katana. “Uh, I mean, sure, why not?” He laughs, feeling the bigger hand on his shoulder, Katana could easily wrap around his waist, maybe even—
Hyperlaser screamed internally at his own thoughts for letting them wander in a public space. He continues to walk with Katana to their hotel, definitely not thinking of thoughts that could have him shamed and laughed at by Subspace.
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Hyperlaser laid down on the bed, and instead of looking nervous, he looked like he was about to pass out. As it turns out, Katana made a mistake and now they’re sharing a room with a single extremely large bed. While Katana said he didn’t mind sharing a bed with him, Hyperlaser absolutely did not want things to progress this far, why is he even thinking like this? It’s not as if they’re dating or something.
Hyperlaser stood up, thinking of grabbing a water bottle to calm himself down, he closed his eyes while walking to shake off his thoughts, which were…a huge mistake considering he bumped into Katana who had just finished taking a shower, sending them both toppling down onto the floor.
“Shoot, I’m so sor—” Hyperlaser paused, Katana had somehow ended up pinning him down on the floor, completely caging Hyperlaser in his larger build. His face flushed for what felt like the umpteenth time that day, feeling it turn into 5 deeper shades of red. They stared at each other, with Hyperlaser’s eyes drifting to Katana’s chest, then to the towel that wrapped around his waist.
“M-My apologies, Hyperlaser, I didn’t…” Katana paused, looking down at the smaller demon as he realised that Hyperlaser was hard.
Katana continued to stare at him, with Hyperlaser contemplating if he should kill himself right then and there. He could not get any more embarrassed right now, he averted his gaze, frozen in place as he didn’t know what to do. The silence in the room was deafening, the only sounds breaking it was the clock ticking on the wall.
For what seemed like hours, Katana finally broke the silence. “Have you…always felt this way about me?” Hyperlaser paused, thinking for a moment. Just how long has he felt like this about Katana? He didn’t know how to respond honestly, the only thing he knows is that he’s madly attracted to this man in more than one way.
“I…Yes…” Hyperlaser feels his cheeks burn, avoiding eye contact with Katana who was barely clothed, he gulps as a sweat runs down his neck.
Hyperlaser felt a large hand caress his cheek, before going down and grabbing his chin, forcing him to look at Katana. “Hyperlaser.” He flinched.
“Y-Yeah?” He tried his best to keep his composure, Katana rubbed his fingers on Hyperlaser’s lips.
“Do you…perhaps want me to help you?”
What?
There was no way this was happening. It’s all going too fast and yet…Hyperlaser wanted to feel his skin on his own, he felt the want to intertwine their bodies together, even if it was just for a moment. Hyperlaser gulps, before deciding that this was his only chance to do this and to finally fulfil his own desires.
“...Please do.” Katana’s breath hitched at the answer, his thumb digging in deep into Hyperlaser’s lips, pressing down enough for it to enter his mouth.
Hyperlaser leans forward, licking Katana’s finger, before Katana pulls his thumbs out, now putting in his index and middle finger in, slowly working to open up Hyperlaser’s mouth.
Hyperlaser continues to lap and suck at Katana’s fingers, even going as far as grabbing his hand for support so that he could lick them easier, drool seeping into the inbetweens of Katana’s hand.
Without any words, Katana picked Hyperlaser up in a bridal carry, Hyperlaser yelped as he felt his feet detach from the ground. Katana carries Hyperlaser onto the large bed, the mattress dipping due to their weight.
Katana undressed Hyperlaser, who was only in his white shirt and black pants. Hyperlaser was now only wearing his boxers after Katana had discarded them on the floor. Katana climbs on top of him, teasing Hyperlaser’s bulge, earning a small yelp from him.
Katana took off Hyperlaser’s boxers, letting the erection free, he moved his hand between Hyperlaser’s legs, rubbing on his skin lightly as he slowly worked his way upwards, teasing Hyperlaser’s hole, but not penetrating him with his fingers, which made Hyperlaser whine in discontent.
Katana notices this, never having the thought that Hyperlaser would be into hands of all things.
“Open your mouth.” Katana whispered under his breath which did not go unnoticed by the smaller demon. Hyperlaser happily obliges, watching as Katana once again stuck his index and middle finger into Hyperlaser’s mouth. Continuing his work from earlier, Hyperlaser licked Katana’s fingers thoroughly, moaning as he felt the large fingers hit the back of his throat.
Katana pulls out his index and middle, though he doesn’t pull his hand away from Hyperlaser’s face. Hyperlaser licks in between his fingers, staring up at him with a desperate expression. Katana’s breath hitched at the sight.
He pulled away from his face, Hyperlaser trying to chase his hand before giving up and laying flat on the bed. He had his thighs closed in together, an inconvenience to Katana as he had no way to prepare him if he had them closed.
“Spread your legs, I can’t prepare you if you won’t.” Katana’s voice came out comforting, though it had a demanding tone to it.
Hyperlaser did as Katana asked, he felt the drool-covered hand go in between his legs, making him shiver. Katana’s hand eventually finds its way to Hyperlaser’s hole, teasing the rim before slowly going in.
Hyperlaser held his breath and closed his eyes, feeling the incoming intrusion. Katana starts to stretch him out, and the way his fingers were working their way in was making Hyperlaser go crazy. From the way he thrust them in his hole to how they were just so… big compared to his.
Hyperlaser felt some weight being removed, so he opened his eyes to see Katana repositioning himself so that his face would be in between Hyperlaser’s legs. He paused, confused on why Katana was there before he felt Katana’s fingers being removed and instead being replaced by something wet.
He yelped, covering his mouth with his hands as the action Katana did took him by surprise. A rush of pleasure took over him, and as thought he couldn’t get any more turned on, precum came over his slit.
Katana continues to lap and bury his face in between Hyperlaser’s legs, ravishing it as he grips on Hyperlaser’s thighs, keeping him from closing them together. Though much to his efforts at keeping them apart, Hyperlaser somehow still freed himself from Katana’s grip, squishing his face in between his scar covered thighs.
Hyperlaser starts to buck his hips on Katana’s face, sitting upwards and holding onto Katana’s horns for dear life. His mouth strung open, letting out a cacophony of moans and whines from his throat.
Katana suddenly pinched his thighs, Hyperlaser freezing in place in response. He looks over to Katana as he detached himself from Hyperlaser’s hole.
“F-Fuck, I’m so sorry-”
“I do not mind, Hyperlaser.” Katana repositioned himself so that his knee would be against Hyperlaser’s crotch while he put his forehead against his. “I only wanted to proceed to the main part.” Katana leans in his face as he kisses Hyperlaser’s neck, biting and sucking on it, marking him and grabbing one leg to put on Katana’s shoulder.
Hyperlaser noticed that Katana wasn’t wearing the towel anymore, he looked down to see his unbearably large cock resting atop his, there really was no words other than ‘big’ to describe it. This only turns on Hyperlaser more, gulping as he thought if he could take on a size that large.
Katana repositions himself so that his dick was now lining up against Hyperlaser’s hole, giving reassuring kisses on his neck. “You ready?” Hyperlaser gives Katana a nod, signalling him to go ahead.
Hyperlaser pursed his lips in anticipation, wanting to say something but got cut off by his own gasp as he felt Katana sliding in slowly. Katana groaned, with Hyperlaser’s walls clamping in on him. Hyperlaser whined, holding onto Katana’s back.
“Hnng…K-Katana, fuck—” Hyperlaser breathes out, still latching onto Katana for support.
“Relax, Hyperlaser.” Katana fully bottomed out inside of him, the base of his dick meeting up with Hyperlaser’s rim. Katana allowed Hyperlaser to get used to his length, with Hyperlaser calming down in minutes.
Hyperlaser nods, giving the signal that he’s ready.
Katana bucks his hips, giving a short thrust into Hyperlaser, hearing him grunt in response.
He leans over to bury his face into Hyperlaser’s neck, continuing to mark him and give him hickeys everywhere. He grabs both of Hyperlaser’s legs, putting both of them over his shoulders, practically folding him in half.
With the newfound position, Hyperlaser gasped as he felt Katana’s cock bury deeper into his hole. He looked up at the larger demon and hell was it hot that someone who’s a foot taller than him is fucking into him like this. He loved being under Katana’s bigger stature, and with how he incorporates ropes into battle, he wonders if he could use it on him.
He moans at the thought, now looking down to see Katana’s dick buried into him, but his mind tunnelled to something else. The bulge in his stomach, raising and lowering in time with Katana’s slow thrusting.
He blushed, hard. Covering his mouth as he tried to cover the moans escaping from him. Katana noticed both the bulge and how Hyperlaser concealed his moaning.
Katana pinned Hyperlaser’s hand so that they were now on top of his head, his other one grabbing his waist and pushing down on the bulge forming on Hyperlaser’s stomach. Precum leaks over Hyperlaser’s cock, his throat crying out a moan.
Despite this, Hyperlaser still attempted to cover his moans by biting his lips or holding back. Katana’s brows furrowed as he removed his hand from pinning Hyperlaser’s and moving it to force Hyperlaser’s mouth open with his thumb.
“I want to hear you, Hyperlaser.” Katana looks into Hyperlaser’s flushed face, a debauched expression decorating it, sweat rolling down his skin.
“K-Ka…tan…aah~!!” His back arched, and with the knowledge that Hyperlaser was indeed into size difference and hands, the action Katana took almost made him cum on the spot.
He could feel his skin. He wants Katana to ruin him; to make him stretch out against his monstrous cock as Katana manhandled him into any position he wanted. Hell, maybe he’d even let Katana choke him while they go at it, and by god did he want to ride the fuck out of this man some other time.
“Haah~! ‘T-Tana, please…Please!” Hyperlaser cried out, feeling Katana quicken his pace.
Hyperlaser calls out Katana’s name like prayer, scratching his back as Katana lets out grunts while he held Hyperlaser’s waist with a bruising grip with one hand, his other still forcing Hyperlaser’s mouth open.
Hyperlaser felt the hand on his waist being removed. “Unh…??” Only to feel a finger prod at his hole while still being drilled into by Katana. Katana proceeds to shove three fingers into Hyperlaser’s mouth. “Aahh—!?”
A surprised whine leaves Hyperlaser, feeling the finger teasing at his hole. Fuck, is Katana really going to shove his fingers inside beside his own dick? Hyperlaser’s cock and walls twitched at the thought.
“O-Oh~!” Hyperlaser continued to suck at Katana’s finger, still feeling the finger rubbing his hole alongside Katana’s thrusting. His face flushed and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he wasn’t able to register anything other than the intense pleasure he was receiving.
Katana removed his fingers from both of Hyperlaser’s entrances, earning a disappointed whimper from the other. He leans in closer and puts his lips against Hyperlaser’s open mouth.
Hyperlaser happily lets Katana’s tongue in, beginning a heated making out session. Katana continues to thrust into Hyperlaser, both demons moaning and grunting into the kiss. Much to Hyperlaser’s disappointment, Katana disconnected from the kiss, using both of his hands to grab Hyperlaser’s waist.
Hyperlaser couldn’t think of anything else other than how amazing it felt to be dicked down by someone much, much larger than him.
Katana’s thrusting got more sloppy and messy, he leans into Hyperlaser, putting both of their foreheads against each other, Katana staring into Hyperlaser’s dazed and half-lidded eyes, unable to form a coherent sentence except for debauched vowels and Katana’s name.
“H-Hyperlaser, I’m close…M-May I…?”
“Mmhnn…! P-Please—” A single thrust into Hyperlaser’s prostate sent him over the edge, cumming intensely on his own stomach. “K-Katana~!! Unngh~ F-Fuck!”
Katana buried his face into the crook of Hyperlaser’s neck, grunting loudly as he went balls-deep into Hyperlaser, filling him up to the hilt with cum. Hyperlaser bit his lip, body going limp from exhaustion, he tries his best to hold onto Katana, but ultimately fails as his arms laid there, limp.
“Hyperlaser, are you okay?” He breathes heavily, unable to make out anything other than the sudden emptiness in his hole. Katana looked at him with concern. “Hyperlaser?”
Hyperlaser’s chest heaved, his world becoming blurry as he passed out from exhaustion.
-
Hyperlaser wakes up, immediately jolting upwards and thinking how strange and long of a dream that was. His room seemed…unfamiliar, almost like a hotel. It couldn’t possibly be, there was no way that was actually real. Dreaming of his friend dicking him down so hard he passed out? Obscene.
He sighed, ruffling his short hair and looking to his side and lo and behold , it was Katana himself in the flesh, completely naked with the blanket only covering his scarred body, his arms wrapped around Hyperlaser’s waist.
So it was real? What were they now? Are they friends? Romantic partners? Or just fuck buddies? Hyperlaser’s thoughts raced with panic, unknowing on what to do next. But there was one thing he was sure of, and he had to do it immediately.
‘I have GOT to kill myself.’