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Azure didn’t know what to expect that round. But certainly not whatever Two Time did. The timer ticked down, echoing the map as Azure gasped for air, his head pounding from effort he’d finally began to put in after 1x1x1x1’s bickering about how they were a “lazy piece of shit.”
Azure, you’re too slow. You need to catch up with those pests.
Or
Azure, you’re amusing to me and the others. Perhaps your soft past life still impacts you? You’re pathetic.
As the thoughts rang through his head, each scolding received from the creation of hatred (which Azure could obviously now recognize), they grew more eager to pierce through the stomach of this remaining survivor, which was Azure’s ex-partner and person he purposefully saved for LMS just to get the adrenaline of hunting them down and seeking rightful revenge.
They found themself pausing in their tracks, body screaming on fire due to the exhaustion as sweat dripped down his forehead, showing just how desperate the killer was to bringing the imagery of their body bleeding out as they gasped and pleaded for mercy to life.
He found himself chuckling at just the thought of that. Two Time, his murderer and backstabber, quite literally, bleeding out to death the same way he had back then. It was a rather intriguing desire.
He shook the thoughts off for now, reminding himself the entire point of this round. Finding and killing Two Time and winning, and hopefully impressing the others enough into leaving them alone for at least the next couple of weeks. Especially that wretched, piece of shit 1x1x1x1.
“Two Time,” his voice called out, eyes now narrowed as they searched the field. The vibrations of his voice send shivers down his spine. He hadn’t spoken in at least two days. “Two Time. Come out, and maybe I’ll lessen the pain for you. This will be quick.”
They gazed around the map now. It was eerily quiet, ignoring the ticking in the background. Two Time had always been the quiet, stalking type. Azure had watched them countless times, both in-round and out-of-round. The killers were able to have access to the live footage of the rounds, and if he were to guess, it was the same for the survivors. They had watched them with that stupid, haunting expression of theirs, that Azure had only seen in his last moments, seemingly hiding away their true emotions, and he had watched the way they stood silently behind walls, striking the back of the killers at just the right moment, and had yanked it out effortlessly, walking away as their victim screamed in both rage and agonizing pain, and then slipped back into the shadows.
Everyone despised Two Time, and Azure was now able to understand just why. They did their work and immediately avoided the consequences, going back in the same sort of cycle. It unbelievably pissed him off.
So now they anxiously and cautiously glanced around. Trust nothing. That’s what he’d learned in his time in this disgrace of a world. Trust nothing, and trust nobody.
Everyone was a disaster waiting to happen.
And there it was, the shine of the ghost fire dagger, and the reflection of himself within it as Azure moved to the side, avoiding the sentinel’s silent attack, and it seemed as if time slowed down as they stared right back at him. They eyes dark, mysterious, cloudy, and protected, that smirk on their face and chuckle as they realized they just nearly missed Azure, but also something else. Fear. They were scared.
They were vulnerable.
Azure’s tentacle found itself curling against their wrists as they were out in the open, levitating them into the air, and suddenly slamming them down onto their back, stunning them as they gasped, head being thrown up, and dagger flying up, up, up, until it stuck itself into the ground.
Two Time’s eyes were wide in shock and Azure managed to get that sneering look off of their face briefly, much to his relief, until they immediately brought their attention to it, going back to their forced expression.
Azure snarled, teeth clenched, and held them down. Their tentacles circled them curiously as he inspected them, watching as their chest rose and fell rapidly, eyes paranoid and remaining widened as they stared at Azure, the smallest amount of…something like guilt…within.
Kill them, a voice whispered inside of himself, beginning to haunt him in the mere seconds of the moment, causing Azure to wince in discomfort.
The very same tentacle circling their chest suddenly struck down at full force, blood splattering on their already filthy clothes, covering the spawn symbol on their shirt, and staining the ground below. They coughed and sputtered out blood, a stream already making its way down their pale chin.
Yet their hand reached down, and Azure nearly snatched it as to stop them from snagging their dagger and suddenly attacking as they always did, although much to Azure’s surprise, the hand slithered into their own pocket, retrieving a thin, tiny paper.
Their face began to weaken as their health drained, though they refused to give up their efforts, arm shaking as it slowly made its way up.
The killer hesitated. What in the world was going on!? They weren’t supposed to be freely handing things over! They were meant to die, to die and then restart the cycle of being hunted down.
Azure’s violet eyes shut as a breath escaped their mouth, heart still pounding furiously within their chest, and retrieved the paper from them with a quick snatch.
And that’s all Azure remembered before his head spun, nearly collapsing as they were teleported back into the killer’s cabin. There was no chanting from the others. Only quiet suspension filled the air.
“So, Azure. What the fuck was that?”
. . .
Azure now laid on his bed, rereading the note of what seemed a thousand times over. It was ripped from the edge of some sort of paper, a yellowish, old color.
It didn’t help that there was practically no lighting in the room as of right now other than the gentle glow of blue moonlight reaching from the slightly opened curtains.
They were admittedly somewhat scared of the dark, so they never closed their curtains fully.
Azure reread the words once more, just to ensure that he was NOT going insane and that this was in fact real and that the note clearly did have what was printed on it.
Please, Azure, meet me on the pathway to the cabins. Do not bring anybody with you. Come alone. On Spawn itself, I mean no harm. Do this tonight.
The handwriting was as messy as it always had been and Azure was hardly able to interpret it at first, although having known Two Time for so long, he’d gotten used to it.
Azure hadn’t known whether they trust Two Time (well, obviously this was incredibly risky) with this, or he fully believes they’re trying to pull some stupid bullshit on him again. Another sacrifice, Two Time? Wouldn’t surprise them.
Azure heaved a sigh as they gripped onto the sides of their bed to pull themself back up, sitting quietly against the edge of the creaking bed that groaned under his weight, and read the note once more. They suddenly closed their hand into a fist and purposefully crushed the note, the crinkling noise filling the room after loud silence, and turned their fist around, opening it once more to drop it and crush it again with a thud by his foot.
You aren’t seriously about to visit that murderer, are you?, a voice deep within called to him as he stood there, floor creaking in the awkwardly loud silence. Azure said nothing. It’s not as if he could, anyways, with his mouth zipped shut.
1x1x1x1 had gotten furious with Azure for hesitating to finish the job on Two Time and as a result, she had tackled Azure, which only sparked a fight in the cabin and caused the rest of the killers to chant as the creation of hatred forcefully shut Azure’s mouth, him glaring up at her in intense anger and humiliation, unable to do much else but stare up as they all gave side glances, some that screamed of pity or amusement, and had faded into the darkness.
They found themself hissing against the zipper as they turned, yanking his own hat off of his head, resulting in silent cusses from it to be put back.
Azure only scoffed at this and ran his fingers through his long, silky, and now slightly greasy hair. He desperately needed a shower. But as of right now, Azure’s plans lay elsewhere.
. . .
The moonlight beamed effortlessly across the lands of this torturous world as Azure crossed his arms, eyeing the area silently as blue hues shone right back at him. It was almost as beautiful as the days they would spend in their garden, plucking carrots, apples, lettuce, and pausing beside bushes to smell their well-earned work of beautiful roses and daisies.
He would chuckle and grin at the prizes and hum soft tunes, the memory of Two Time in their long, warm clothing with the most precious smile he swore he’d ever seen rushing back to him, thinking of their beauty as he held a freshly plucked rose in his hand, fingers brushing against the bundles of petals within.
But now, that same person had caused him to lose all that fortune. To lose his joy. To lose himself. To lose everything that night.
The same person he was about to meet up with for some stupid reason. To ‘talk,’ presumably about getting back together.
Azure shifted in his position, beginning to grow exhausted and sick of waiting. He held the bridge of his nose with a heavy sigh, rolling his eyes.
Suddenly, a loud crunch filled the air, and they threw their head back, bracing themself for any intruders, sweeping the area with his vision as he studied his surroundings, careful to ensure there wasn’t a single threat.
What if this was a trap? What if Two Time wanted to brutally stab him again and leave him to rot and die and—
“Azure, my dearest! It’s truly a blessing to see you. I find you understood my message clearly. I’m ever so grateful for your arrival,” a voice called out. Azure knew that voice too well, as it was once the sweetest thing he’d ever heard. Now, it brung back unpleasant memories and a vengeful need that pulsed through Azure rapidly.
The figure came up to him, the moonlight enchanting their body in blue hues, matching their deep, dark blue hair, and glistening their dull eyes, making it seem as if they had some life left in them. Their smile was still so incredibly forced, that Azure began to believe the thoughts convincing him Two Time was just going to stab him again and leave him for dead.
Azure felt the zipper on his mouth with a finger, just barely gripping it and slowly unzipping his mouth, taking a deep breath, relieved with the release.
“…Cut it out, Time,” he grumbled at last after a moment of silence and staring, narrowing his eyes as he looked away, not daring to stare into what was left of their hollow soul. “I’d prefer to have my questions answered and I haven’t come all this way to simply…be convinced back into a torturous, miserable relationship with you.”
The other began to drown with a simple head shake, raising their arms, which caused Azure to flinch, until they realized their ex lover was simply shaking their hands, same as the motion of their head.
“Nonsense, for I only wish to be greeted with your gorgeous face while it’s not full of wrath and hatred,” they chuckled awkwardly, and Azure could make sense of the small fear and guilt in their voice, although there was a heavy amount of fake cheerfulness. “Is that too much to ask for?”
What would Two Time look like with their face bashed in?
“I suppose not,” he briefly nodded his head, raising a brow, already suspicious. They still truly believed they could work things out? Is that what Azure was getting at?
The survivor clasped their hands together in delight, laughing in that maniac way they always did. Azure began to question why they ever fell in love with such a person. Two Time’s eyes gleamed a little more, whether that be from the moonlight or not.
“Wonderful! I’m truly blessed for the Spawn to return you to me at last, just as I was promised,” they began, which only ticked Azure off plenty more by their lack of social awareness.
It grew awkward again as Azure didn’t give a response. He was exhausted and wanted to grab at their throat and rip it open every second he stood near them.
“…Azure?” The survivor blinked innocently. Azure’s eyes flew to the survivor’s hands as they suddenly moved them, their own tentacles bristling angrily and cautiously as Two Time froze where they were, noticing the reaction.
Azure hated to admit they were still scared of them ever since that brutal day.
“Oh Azure,” Two Time sighed upon noticing the fear. He couldn’t tell whether they were amused or concerned.
Azure closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip as he tried to relax his jittering tentacles and heart thumping hard in his chest. He swore it was audible.
“I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you.”
He practically flinched from the apology that came out of nowhere, though he wasn’t exactly shocked. His eyes settled back on them as they flung open, watching as Two Time kneeled down, hands in praying position, and some sort of liquid dripped down from their face. Tears. They were crying.
“I prayed every day for your return. Living through the aftermath of what happened was burdened onto me, as though it were consequences for something the Spawn wanted me to do. How ill is that?” They croaked in sobs. Two Time was…upset with the Spawn? His most loyal devotee?
The killer was ultimately defeated by their words, unable to open his mouth without quivering and clenching his teeth, hand shaking slightly as it reached out.
Their hat wasn’t here, thankfully, so Azure wouldn’t have to deal with that little prick that clung onto them, hissing and cussing at them the moment they dared to even think about Two Time when it didn’t revolve slicing them open and watching their organs spill, body going limp against the ground.
Azure felt a chill down his spine as he knelt down as well, his hands still shaking and reaching out, though he rested his hand on their face, feeling some sort of remorse for the sobbing survivor. He should be laughing at them in their misery and consequences, yet, how could Azure, of all people, do that to someone?
Two Time held their breath at the sudden touch, their dark, deep blue hair gently being pushed back by the wind, revealing their watery eyes and the rivers of tears falling down their pale, uncleaned face, biting their lip back as they stared deeply into Azure, glancing him up and down.
“I insist you stop your sobbing, for you’re just making a fool out of yourself,” he whispered as he rested a hand on their chin, going back to old habits, and jolting his hands back instantly upon realization.
Fear crept upon them once more as they froze, time seeming to slow as they stared back at Azure, face warming up, though his stomach sank at the same time, body fighting between butterflies and heart pounding.
Just as Azure was about to yank himself away and run off, desperate to get the fuck away from them before they tried anything, memories screaming at him, demanding his refusal to give in to his desires, he felt a kiss being planted on his lips, brushing against the zipper sealing his mouth shut almost constantly.
A somewhat cold hand reached for his face, another pulling it in not long after, and forcing him to stay still. Yet Azure hadn’t refused. He gave in, lips brushing against theirs.
Every part of him was screaming to get the fuck away and run before it was too late, tentacles lashing out as they had before, though Azure remained put, longing for this affection for months after his death, however long it’s been that day.
And then they broke apart, warm breath against each other’s face as their foreheads pressed together. Azure felt the grass and dirt underneath him dirtying his clothes, although for now, he paid no mind, too focused on the survivor, and fighting his mind furiously.
No words were uttered in this silence, the soft breeze blowing against them, making Azure whine from the cold, although Two Time only leaned in once more, another gentle, loving kiss being pressed upon Azure’s mouth, and the man gave in once again.
And then once more. Again, again, again, rougher this time.
And now, somehow, Two Time was on top of Azure, gripping tightly onto his cheeks and sharing a rougher, deeper kiss than before, their tongue brushing against his teeth and demanding entrance, of which Azure had no disagreement with, allowing them to explore his mouth, the very one they had craved for the amount of time they’d been apart.
Suddenly, something was rubbing roughly against their crotch, and Azure gasped, their head being pressed further against the ground as they leaned back, mouth open and lightly moaning, much more like sweet, sincere whispers. They tried their best to not make much noise as to not alert any of the others.
If 1x1 found out, or John Doe, or Noli, or iTrapped— or anyone— found out, Azure was surely FUCKED. Making out with someone you declared your enemy was sure to get you killed in this fucked up world. Azure wasn’t planning on dying anytime soon.
Two Time brushed Azure’s long hair back, licking their lips as they suddenly dug right into his neck, tongue smearing against it and then giving needy kisses. The killer could do nothing but grit his teeth at these actions, even more vibrant sounds escaping his mouth as their knee grinded much harder and faster against his already soaking cunt.
Two Time must’ve noticed this, for they grasped a hand tightly around Azure’s thigh, squeezing it gently and pressing their mouth to his ear, chuckling as Azure moaned out their name, hissing immediately after, face flushed in red.
”In Spawn’s name, you’re still so sensitive, just the way you used to be. I thank Spawn you’re still as beautiful as the day we met, and the day…”
Azure held a tentacle just around their throat, tightening it slightly. A threat. A threat to never bring up that day. Azure was already dreading the memory.
The survivor said nothing as they slipped their head away in the stealthy way they always did, obeying Azure’s demand, which Azure found just turned them on more, their thighs and clit burning senselessly in a lustful need.
Two Time’s fingers scooped into his pants, greedily slipping them off, their eyes full of hunger, and Azure couldn’t help but look down in between their legs, noticing the thick boner, and the damp spot in between their pants, signifying the long, lengthy cock Azure couldn’t wait any longer for.
As Two Time slapped Azure’s now-visible thighs, they groaned out their ex’s (and now person fucking them) name, “Fuck, Two Time. You fucking tease,” of which they grinned, a thumb reaching towards their clit, still covered by panties, and rubbing harshly, only making the killer gasp louder, fisting the grass below harshly. Their slick had bled through the panties.
In the matter of two seconds, Azure’s panties were slid off, now dangling at the bottom of his legs, and was spread open, revealing the dripping, wet feast to Two Time, who immediately began to pull down their pants in a desperate urge, and out sprang their hardened dick, already leaking of precum, a stream dripping down onto the floor and Azure’s legs and stomach.
The survivor clicked their tongue as they put their hand up, pointer finger out, and rolled it in circles, trying to indicate a “turn around” motion to Azure, whose eyes widened. They said nothing before shrugging and getting onto their knees, their ass free for Two Time to see. Plump and ready.
Two Time hummed in pure delight and excitement, climbing on top of Azure, who stared straight ahead. Their head spun, trying to grasp this moment, and trying to make sense of the fact they were about to be fucked relentlessly by their murderer.
Azure panted quietly as he knelt down like a dog, being the worthless whore he was for someone he absolutely despised. He whimpered as he felt their cock press into his entrance, giving a slight, gentle twitch, and then heard their breath as they pressed their mouth against his ear, chuckling quietly.
“Oh, my dearest Azure, how I missed fucking you like this,” they whispered, mouth pressing deeper inside his ear, matching the way they starting to push inside. Azure gasped at the explosion of pleasure in their pussy and the way it formed perfectly around Two Time’s dick, eagerly gripping on, as if it could be taken any moment.
The killer grunted, a deep groan escaping their throat as they held on desperately to the grass below, letting out another sacred moan as Two Time gave one more push, placing their own hands onto Azure’s, breath quivering.
”Oh FUCK!” Azure squeaked out, despising how soft and innocent he sounded, much like the disgrace of a man he was back then.
The two took a moment to recollect themselves and for Azure to adjust, although their cunt already begged and pleaded desperately as precum dripped out of it in rivers, dressing up the grass below.
Azure was incredibly amused by the fact they were giving themself up to Two Time again where they could easily be stabbed right now. But, of course, the Spectre prevented so.
“J-just…fucking do something before I strangle the shit out of you,” they threatened in soft whispers, an attempt to not have anyone else here, but also to soothe their own embarrassment. To this, Two Time only chuckled once more, and adjusted their hips, causing Azure to grunt again.
They hummed delightfully as they gave a test, a gentle thrust, and alerted Azure’s lower half immediately, the pleasure growing once again. They shook their head and suddenly, Azure’s neck was being bitten into, and he yelped in surprise, throwing his head back as they continued their gentle thrusts, attempting to find the right angle, for they kept moving their hips each time.
Azure only grit his teeth in response. His ex’s hand suddenly felt for Azure’s chest and insisted he flip over, so Azure did as he was told, like the perfect, fucking slut who wants to be fucked by his enemy would do, and stared up at Two Time as they now were above him, smirking down maniacally and eyes filled with an unbelievable amount of lust.
Azure secretly wished he were able to spit straight into their face right now.
“You’re so beautiful. I’ve missed you, Azure,” they muttered as they pressed their head against his forehead, the two breathing together, and shutting both their eyes closed at once. And then, they added, “I really have.”
How many times were they going to remind him how much they missed him?
The killer hadn’t a word to say to their murderer. The same person who’d killed him mercilessly was now fucking him. Azure knew he kept thinking that exact same thing, but really, it was a tragedy.
For now, they just gave a small whine to the words they’d spoken, trying their hardest to not stare at them.
Azure arched his back almost instantly as suddenly, an eruption of pleasure came once again, which told the both of them that Two Time hit the lottery. They snarled as they pounded furiously against that spot, skin slapping against skin, and Azure practically grimaced at the stickiness of their combined precum that was still leaking out of their precious pussy.
Suddenly, lips pressed against his, and a sleek tongue poked through his mouth. Azure hesitantly gave them entrance, their tongue exploring it desperately, though it was a sloppy act. The killer whined and folded his arm around their neck, causing them to both lean their heads to the side, and disrupting the pounding of Two Time’s hard, throbbing cock, making its work to fill Azure to the brim.
A rush of a feeling returned in Azure’s stomach like a lost friend that he hadn’t been able to recognize in such an abnormally long amount of time. He was close. So fucking close.
”Two Time! Shit, p-please, please, FUCK,” Azure begged in a scream, tentacles thrashing beneath them as they began to thrust their hips upward, matching the tempo of Two Time’s thrusting.
Azure’s juices squashed and squelched, growing louder than the sound of their skin slapping together consistently. His eyes rolled back a little as a burst of cum exploded inside his core, which only added to the noise, and made Two Time’s thrusting go offbeat for a moment as they gathered as much strength as they had left.
Azure could do nothing but lie there helplessly as he recollected himself, panting hard and taking deep breaths, unsure if he’d ever be able to breath normally again after this.
Two Time kept going, gripping and squeezing Azure’s thick thighs, throwing their head up and groaning loudly as they suddenly stopped, more cum gushing out of Azure’s tight hole, leaking onto the grass.
The two said nothing as they both gasped for air, until Two Time suddenly collapsed right onto their ex lover that they just railed, beads of sweat along their neck and forehead, which just got carried to Azure in the process.
”I love you so much, Azure,” they murmured in an exhausted voice, holding onto him as the two shared a sloppy kiss, which concluded their session.
Azure said nothing back to their words. He only thought about what excuse he was now going to make to 1x1.