#dottocest

Just a small Drabble about 18 who jerks off so. Fucking. Much.

He’s definitely the most hormonal out of the adult segments, and let’s say this is before Prime gives his segments the green light to have his lover as well.

The segments get a few breaks between experiments, and without fail every time, 18 disappears from the lab entirely. Some assume he’s just getting some fresh air, and others know much better. Once he’s gone from the lab, he’s coming back looking a little more flushed and sweaty than when he left.

He’ll lock himself away in his quarters and fuck his fist to the thought of whatever arousing fantasy happened to overtake his mind that particular day. Sometimes he thought about Prime’s lover. Sometimes Pantalone. Sometimes the other segments.

He’d stroke himself into overstimulation a lot of the time, knowing he wouldn’t really get another chance to do this the rest of the day, just fisting his poor, weeping dick until it stung to touch even slightly.

He had a nasty habit of hiding behind corners when Prime was getting sexy with his love (or, contrarily, the other segments with each other), cover his mouth, and fuck his fist to the sounds of moans and the slaps of skin coming together, imagining himself between whomever was getting him off in that moment. He wanted to fuck and get fucked so badly.

He could see himself on top of Prime’s spouse, watching his cock disappear into their needy hole while pinning their arms down to either side of the bed. At the same time, he wished that Prime would put him in his place and fuck him hard and raw while he was bent all the way over, growling in his ear about how naughty it is to eavesdrop.

His lab boners were endless too. He’d try to hide them away beneath tables or by shifting his position when he was working, but the other segments (delightfully) noticed, exchanging amused glances with one another.

They’d find cracked doors where 18, bottomless, was humping a pillow and drooling on she sheets while he whimpered different names each time, sometimes trying to finger his own hole while stroking his cock with his other hand.

18’s slutty habits were starting to rub off on the other segments, who would moan a little extra loud or fuck a little extra rough if they sensed him nearby, especially if he was eavesdropping and thought he was being slick about it.

Pairs of underwear from segments, prime, and his spouse would randomly go missing too, only to be found in his laundry covered in dried cum. The pervert was sneaking into their rooms too!

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