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The room was hot and humid, the day was long past its peak. Bright colors shined through the gap in the curtains that covered Mumbo’s windows. For nearly all week Mumbo had been working his ass off dealing with the other hermits while he desperately tried to not go insane finishing his base. Luckily, with a little help from Bdubs, Mumbo successfully completed his build inside and out.
Mumbo fell flat against his mattress, he could feel his heart pounding and his clit aching. He was beginning to get desperate for action. Sure, he could masturbate but it never really feels the same. He very much prefers intimacy with another person. Oh, what he would give to feel someone's hands trace along his body as they kiss and mark his neck. He bit the skin on his lip and rolled over on his bed.
Watching the beautiful colors of the sunset slowly fading as the minutes passed, Mumbo made up his mind. Even though this might be one of the worst decisions he's ever made. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand and went to his texts.
Scar and Mumbo had maybe been physical.. once? Twice? Despite that fact each time they hadn't really gone far, Mumbo just never wanted to harm the friendship. Even so, Mumbo began to message Scar.
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Mumbo: scar
Mumbo: I need a favor
Scar: sure, what is it
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Mumbo could feel his heartbeat signing “no” at him in Morse code as he hesitated to send the next message.
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Mumbo: I want to have sex with you
Scar: like right now?
Mumbo: Yes
Mumbo: please I need you
Scar: meet me at your door in 10
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A sigh of relief came from Mumbo as he saw Scar’s message. He could only imagine Scar’s thought process on his end. With a groan and a stretch, Mumbo walked to his bathroom. Looking at himself in the mirror, he thought back to the last time he and Scar had gotten in bed together. It wasn't anything special, in fact they didn't go further than masturbating with each other and making out. What made it important was that it was with Scar.
If Scar wasn't in his life, he'd just deal with all this himself or call someone random. This time, he just needed Scar, badly.
Mumbo looked at how shitty he was dressed, an old baggy shirt and a pair of boxers that were slightly small for him. His hair was a mess and he had this pathetic vibe on his face, no matter which expression he tried. He fixed his hair a bit right before his phone got pinged. He checked to see a message from Scar announcing his arrival. Mumbo set his phone on the counter and made his way downstairs.
With a hesitant pull of the door knob, Mumbo was greeted with a smug looking Scar. He stepped to the side, allowing Scar to walk in. Scar was dressed in casual clothing. A t-shirt, sweatpants and sandals. “Hey Mumby”. One of Scar's shoes flung as he kicked them off and placed them next to the door.
With a small click, Mumbo locked his front door and fell into a possessive hug on top of Scar. He let out a soft sound of relief as he made contact with his lover. “Hi Scar.” Mumbo uttered with a small voice, trying to suppress his lust. Scar rubbed his hands along the taller man's back and waist, giving him tiny pecks across his chin and jaw. “Are you sure you're okay with this?” Mumbo said into Scar’s ear with a hush, still clinging onto him as he began leading him to the stairs.
A hand ran through Mumbo’s hair as the two of them clung to each other, “of course, are you?” Scar asked with a deep and gentle voice. Mumbo had to fight the urge to start grinding on his leg in the middle of the hallway (Consent is so sexy guys!!!).
“Yeah..” Mumbo nearly moaned his response as he hurried the two of them to his bedroom, now less entangled than before. The door slammed behind them as Mumbo pulled Scar on top of him on the bed. Scar kissed his cheek, then moved to his jaw, then to his neck and collarbone. Mumbo let out small sounds and heavy breaths, feeling his lover’s lip and hands trail over his body.
Scar began gently biting down on spots on Mumbo's neck, his whimpers and whines becoming louder and fuller. Mumbo could practically feel himself getting progressively wetter than he already was, his whimpers turning to groans and his groans turning to small curses under his breath.
With one last kiss, Scar stopped his process, making eye contact with Mumbo. “Is it okay if I take your shirt off?” Scar questioned with a small tug of the other man’s shirt. After receiving a hurried nod, Scar began removing both their shirts and removing his own pants, leaving them both only in boxers. Mumbo was practically drooling over how Scar looked looming above him with nothing but undergarments on. He started to rub his own thighs together to give himself a little friction before Scar stopped him. “Don't worry, you'll get your fun. Just be a little patient..” Scar’s rough hand was placed on one of Mumbo’s thighs, preventing him from getting any pleasure yet.
One of Scar's fingers rubbed against Mumbo’s wet, clothed clit, causing him to let out a deprived whimper. Mumbo looked up at the grinning man, pinning himself above him. Using the hand between Mumbo's thighs, he gave a small tug at the waist and of his boxers, putting his palm on Mumbo's clit. Mumbo subconsciously started rubbing against Scar’s hand before nodding and giving Scar the go ahead to pull his boxers off.
Scar moved further down, trailing his hands across Mumbo's body as he did, causing his lover to shiver slightly. With a fling of his wrist, Scar tossed Mumbo's boxers to the rest of their clothes pile on the floor. Scar had to resist the urge and just plow into Mumbo immediately with how gorgeous he looks, but he conquered his urges and began pleasuring his lover. Rough finger pads gently pressed against Mumbo's wet clit, rubbing slowly as Scar used his free hand to pin his thighs down.
The noises Mumbo made started soft and small, but as Scar picked up the pace, increasingly lewd sounds flew from his mouth. “Scar.. please” Mumbo moaned, moving against the latter to get more friction. He was soon hushed and pinned harder before Scar sped up his movements against Mumbo, milking the dirty noises out of his lover. The only words coming out of Mumbo's mouth consisted of Scar's name, “please” and a lot of cursing. Mumbo was getting close and Scar could tell, to Mumbo's dismay, Scar halted the motions of his fingers.
Annoyed whines came from Mumbo's mouth before getting silenced by Scar,“I don't want you to cum just yet, I wanna feel your orgasm.” Scar gave him a devilish grin, you would think they were predator and prey with the huskiness of Scar's voice and the looks they give each other. Mumbo huffed in annoyance but complied with Scar's wishes, knowing damn well he was gonna get it good.
Scar rubbed the entrance to Mumbo's hole, no matter how wet his lover was, he still felt the need to use lube. “Do you have any lube in the room?” Mumbo glanced off to the side, staring at one of the nightstands that had a drawer and reluctantly pointing to it. Rising off of the bed, Scar went to open the drawer.
Inside the drawer was a plethora of sex toys ranging from vibrators to dildos to bondage. After some rummaging and a little bit of teasing, Scar plucked a bottle of lube out of the drawer. He then got the brilliant idea to put on a little show in front of Mumbo, slowly pouring a fair amount of the lube on multiple of his fingers. When he looked back at Mumbo, he could see him clawing at his thighs with one hand and biting the other.
Scar made his way back to the side of the bed. “Face that side and lay on your stomach.” Mumbo did so, facing the direction Scar was pointing and letting his lover move his body into the position he wanted. Before he started, Scar put a pillow underneath Mumbo and started to ease him into relaxation. Scar pressed his middle finger inside slowly, causing Mumbo to whine. He continued, using one hand to prep Mumbo and the other to soothe him. He pressed his finger fully inside, gently pulling in and out.
Once he thought Mumbo was ready, he entered his ring finger. This time he was a little rougher. He started curling his fingers and pulling them out a bit faster. Meanwhile Mumbo was moaning into the mattress, slowly rocking back and forth onto Scar’s fingers. A third digit was entered, and at this point it was starting to get a little intense for Mumbo. He could practically hear Scar’s smirk with all the breaths he took. Now every time Scar pulled back his fingers, they nearly came out entirely.
Four fingers would definitely be more than the girth of his dick, if Mumbo could take three he probably could handle Scar’s cock. Unfortunately, Scar was way too into fingering Mumbo. Every whimper and moan nearly made him cum on the spot. Every little squirm, every curse, every time he calls out Scar’s name. So, he inserted a fourth finger, this time he didn't want to ease him into this finger. Scar desperately wanted to hear Mumbo scream for him, to beg for more.
And slightly after that, did he decide to fist him. Sue him, can you blame a man for wanting to have a little fun? Easing Mumbo into taking all five wasn't too simple, but he eventually did it. Scar has started rubbing his bulge on the mattress as he was prepping his partner. Hearing all of Mumbo’s noises was making him go crazy, he was nearly drooling over his lover. He started curling and uncurling his fist inside Mumbo and at this point he was practically screaming. “Shh, we don't want to wake the other hermits.” Scar slowed but was quickly met with Mumbo hurriedly meeting his rhythm.
Mumbo's lewd moans and heavy breathing was all Scar could hear, “please.. please. Scar, I'm so close..” were lines that Mumbo kept repeating in such a high voice.
With a slight bit of hesitation, Scar aimed towards Mumbo's sweet spot to really send him off. “Go ahead, love.” Barely moments after, Scar could feel Mumbo climaxing on his fist. He let Mumbo relax once more before pulling his hand out. He watched as the usually stoic man rolled over with heavy breath and such a submissive look. Scar moved back to the nightstand, grabbing one of the tissues to wipe off his hand.
Scar pulled off his boxers and set them in the pile with the rest of their clothes. “You still good for the rest or do you wanna go to bed?” Mumbo sat up to make eye contact with Scar, then looked a ‘little’ lower to see what he was working with.
Now who in their right mind would pass up on that. “Come here.” Mumbo motioned Scar towards him, now kneeling on the mattress to give himself a little height. Reaching behind Scar, Mumbo grabbed his lube bottle again. With a loud pop, it opened once more. Mumbo gave an innocent look up at Scar before Applying the lube onto his dick. Scar let out a heavy sigh as the other man began spending his sweet sweet applying the lube. He dragged his thumb over the little slit at the top, just when Scar was starting to get a bit of pleasure out of this, Mumbo stopped.
After resetting his position so he was comfortable, Scar pressed into his lover. They both let out lusting breaths as Scar inserted himself further into Mumbo. Once he was in fully, he gave some time for Mumbo to get used to his length. He leaned forward towards his partner, giving him a loving kiss before moving downwards and sprinkling kisses along his neck and chest. Soft kisses were placed along the small amount of scars on Mumbo's body, although the ones he paid the most attention to were his mastectomy scars (live laugh love trans men!!) and the ones closer to his v-line.
After a couple moments, Scar began to move inside Mumbo. Starting with soft thrusts where he barely pulled back. For a minute, their little hook up started to feel more loving rather than lust filled. Scar started massaging Mumbo's thighs as he began moving a tad faster, causing sighs and soft moans to slur out of his mouth. Although Scar did know where Mumbo's g-spot was, he didn't wanna plow into that too fast and make him cum too fast considering he was still a bit shaky from his previous orgasm.
Even though Scar didn't want to hurt Mumbo, the both of them were really eager and were slowly becoming impatient. Scar pulled out nearly half his length and pushed back in, earning a deep groan from his partner. His pace was slowly increasing in speed and Mumbo was beginning to match him after his thrusting became steadier and more rhythmic. “Gods, Mumbo..” Scar groaned under his breath, “you feel so good”. Mumbo whined at the slight praise before moaning loudly at Scar’s deep thrust.
Scar began pulling out almost entirely before plowing back into him. Mumbo lets out a loud yelp in response to the change, feeling Scar thrust in and out of him relentlessly. With every thrust, Scar can feel himself getting closer and closer and the case is the same for his lover. “Mumbo..” Scar moans out, angling himself for Mumbo's sweet spot. “You're so gorgeous.” Mumbo would respond to Scar but he was too busy getting his hips and thighs destroyed for a couple days for him to really notice his partner talking.
After a few more moments and a couple more thrusts Mumbo reached his Climax, Scar following close after. Scar slowly pulled out of Mumbo before collapsing on him completely. Mumbo yawned as he moved into Scar's arms. “Do you wanna clean up now or in the morning?” Unfortunately Scar was unable to get a response because Mumbo had already fallen asleep seconds before.