fic where frat boy will gave it good to a guy on the college hockey team (mack) and now he won't stop dming him. and will replies of course he's not rude but he's lowkey confused about the end goal of this guy because he seemed kinda closeted. will doesnt fuck with closeted guys as a rule because it always ends badly but this one is so sweet he can't help it. like how he keeps inviting will to eat with him but only at odd hours and how he insists on hanging out ages from campus. they dont sleep together again but will goes along with it for a couple of weeks because the guy is pretty cute. eventually tho he gets kinda sick of it and asks mack what the deal is. he gets really stuttery and shy and will feels bad immediately bc the guy has been so nice but then he explains. and. well. turns out mack was trying to be good for will. like how he noticed that will only replied at night so he thought he had insomnia. or that will once took him to a cafe in cambridge and thought that he didnt want to be around campus. hes not actually closeted at all. will is. speechless. the guy is so dorky. and awkward. but its charming him, for god's sake, and when mack asks him out for real. he of course says yes. and gets invited to every hockey match mack plays. and ends up at the stupid hockey events like the charity gala and senior night but mack looks so pleased with himself its worth it. will loves his weird little freak.
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A/N: The ending is a bit rushed because this is the start of something I might expand on further.
Content: SMUT 18+ UNDER THE CUT - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, cursing, masturbation, voyeurism?
Being on the road with Patrick was an experience…the time you spent together was marked with shitty motel rooms that he paid for with a wish and a prayer when he inserted his card. Living challenger to challenger. Was it weird to be so early in your relationship but practically living together? Maybe, but you liked him, and it was nice getting to travel up and down the East Coast. You found comfort in the huge air conditioning units that got the room ice cold, just how you liked it. The charm of falling asleep to the buzz of late-night infomercials and reruns of Sex and the City was undeniable. Patrick is messy, but in an organized chaos type of way. His underwear scattered around the rooms you stay in, a rogue sock in the bathroom, a random snack put aside for later in the weirdest place- Patrick always remembered where to find it.
Presently you’re here tired, starving and desperate for some air. The room wasn’t the icebox utopia with the scratchy quilts and flattened pillows you held so dear. The air was stale and sticky, the way peanut butter sticks to the roof of your mouth.
“Patrick, it’s too fucking hot in here. I can’t take this. I’m gonna go get something to eat. Do you want anything?”
“Where are you going?”
“Babe, I don’t know, probably whatever drive-thru is closest and cheap and shit- it’s midnight already? Open late, I guess too?”
“Get me whatever is cheapest. I’m not picky. I’ve got some cash on me — let me just grab it.”
“You sure? I know money's tight. I have $20 that should cover both of us- wait, you’re not coming?”
He yawns, sitting up on the bed, shirtless in his athletic shorts that ride up on his thighs just right.
“No, no, I’ve got a $50. Get yourself whatever you’re craving and get me whatever. I’m gonna hang back if that’s okay. I’m feeling a little sore after playing today. I’m probably gonna take a hot shower and lie down”
“Okay moneybags!” You chuckle, shooting him a look of surprise, and Patrick just smirks at you, huffing out a laugh.
“Thank you!” Surely the check from the challenger he just played wasn't issued yet...“Chill here- I’ll be right back, probably by the time you’re out of the shower. So don’t fall asleep before I’m back with the food.”
“Thank you, I won't,” he says, the smirk still glued to his face, his voice slightly gravely. “Come here, baby, give me a kiss”
You lean over the bed where Patrick is sitting. He kisses you warmly and slowly, softly humming into your lips. “Be careful”
“I will. See you in a bit. Enjoy your shower.” You give him a slight smile, grabbing your purse and sliding on your sandals by the door.
Later…
You hadn’t been gone longer than 15 minutes. Steam flowed out the top of the bag of food, like a sauna hitting your face intermittently. You approached the door, your meals and some milkshakes in hand. There were noises coming from the room, maybe the TV? The shower was running, but you could hear Patrick talking, like he was close to the door, by the bed. Sliding the key card into the door, you walk in to quite the scene: Patrick, on the bed, sweaty, his curls sticking to his forehead, in nothing but his pulled-down boxers, he’s lying on top of the covers with his eyes lidded shut. He’s got a pair of wired headphones on, with the mic right by his hand, the wet sounds of him mercilessly jerking his cock filling the sensor. He must not sense you’re here with how preoccupied he is. You close the door and just watch. Waiting for him to notice you; too intrigued to look away.
“Oh fuck, you like that, baby, yeah? I’m so hard for you,” he whined, gripping the sheets underneath him with his free hand.
Was he talking to somebody? You gently placed the food down on the table, trying not to disturb Patrick, but your keys slipped from your grip- loud enough to startle him.
“Shit, I’m so sorry”
Patrick frantically stopped what he was doing and grabbed the towel next to the bed to cover himself. “I didn’t actually think you’d be back so soon”
“Patrick, you don’t need to wait for me to leave to jerk off.”
It's nothing you haven’t seen before. This isn’t even the first time you’ve walked in on him, but this time it was different. What was the deal with the headphones? He had to have been using the microphone. You didn’t want to seem controlling or jealous, but you had to ask, “Who were you talking to?”
His cheeks flushed, more than they already had from the heat and the arousal. He laughs, almost panting as he does, and picks up his phone, pressing stop on the voice memo record button and taking off his headphones. “Nobody…I was talking to myself”
“Huh? You record yourself talking to yourself while you masturbate?”
Patrick bursts out laughing. “It sounds weird when you say it like that.”
“I don’t know how else to ask!” Now you’re both laughing. “Like–to listen to it?”
“It’s not like I do it every time. It's just sometimes I do it when it’s convenient.”
What did he mean by convenient? You tilted your head quizzically. A beat.
“I, uh, post it online. I make a little money here and there in between matches, and I can’t complain about the work,” Patrick simpered.
“So what, you have like only fans or something?” You realized it sounded more judgmental than you intended for it to sound. You didn’t care about Patrick doing this, in fact, you were kinda turned on by it.
He clears his throat, sitting up more and once again maintaining eye contact with you.
“Sort of? It’s not like a subscription thing, you know? I usually post them on Reddit or Twitter, and I have a link where people tip me. You don’t have a problem with this, right?”
“Oh my God no, of course not. I didn’t mean to make you think I- Patrick, I don’t mind at all.” You paused, heat radiating from your cheeks. “It’s actually pretty hot to see you put on a show like this with nothing but your own hand”
He’s got that cocky grin you fall apart for on his face now. “Oh, you like it?”
“I actually do. Keep going. Don't let me disturb you. I’ll leave your food in the microwave. Go ahead, keep going.” You put the bag in the microwave for later and put his milkshake in the fridge.
He’s taken aback. “You wanna watch?” When he says that, you see his cock throb in his hand. You just nod, take a seat and sip on your milkshake. He gazes at you, waiting for a change in your expression, but you sit there leaning back, ready for the show.
He puts his headphones back on and presses the record button. This time he doesn’t close his eyes. His eyes lock on yours as he strokes up and down torturously slow. The noises start as grunts and get more and more desperate as touches himself. Precum is glistening from his red tip. He smears it all over his dick, faster and faster.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, oh my god, oh my god,” he whimpers, his abs tense, his core drenched in sweat. You watch adoringly as he falls apart, looking right at you.
“I’m gonna cum, please, baby, can I cum? I need to hear you say it”
You point to yourself, unaware that this has become fully interactive. He nods, throwing his head back, his whole body tensing.
“Please” you mouth.
His body jerks as he reaches his release, cum spilling onto his stomach. His eyes never leave you.
There’s still a tension in the air, thicker than the heat. Finally, you say.
“Can we do that again sometime?”
Patrick is still catching his breath. “Yeah, of course.”
"Let's get you cleaned up." He just gained a new listener.
Black Sunshine’s (Unid’s) list on cuddling the homies
Hi, I got really bored the other night and wrote this stupid shit instead of sleeping, this is me being silly, having fun, :3c being a sucker mayhaps… and also of course I dont think any of it would be canonical interactions, just mostly self indulgent nonsense.
This is a long post be warned, ooooo!! No but genuinely this post is pretty lengthy so read more at your own risk.
Hello hello! Welcome to my experiment on cuddling! This experiment was done for… information! What kind? …very important kinds. Nothing self indulgent at all no sir…
Our current main subject is Black Sunshine, notorious leader of Bloody Paella. I will refer to him by Unid for simplicity sake.
This experiment will report on Unid’s experience cuddling different people.
Unid will now give us a rating and any notes he wants to jot down about each person. Then there will be a quick explanation on the sleeping position and any further unbiased information.
Sound fun, Unid?
No.
Cool! Beginning the list with Bloody Paella members, his close friends and gang members. Let’s start it off with someone close, and that’s!!
Fujitsubo
6/10
Mildly comfy. Despite their soft appearance, their shell is kind of hard and the opening scratches my skin… but they hold the cold really well so it’s good on a hot night.
Fujitsubo expressed slight embarrassment while cuddling. They slept facing each other, Unid had his arms wrapped around them. They slept through the night with no complications!
See, isn't this fun?
No.
Oh pshhhh!! Pbbthhh!!
Moving on, next is another someone a little closer, eh? It’s!!
Ei
7/10
Basically a weighted blanket. He doesn’t cover my entire body and moves around sometimes, can get hot though. Complains when I adjust him, but my feet were cold, what was I supposed to do?
Ei drapes over Unid like a blanket without much complaint, but flinched whenever Unid moved his head. They slept through the night without any complications!
I think our commentary after each one is so fun Unid, no?
We dont need to talk you know.
>:0 well rude! Im just trying to be friendly!!
But fine we shall move on!!
Hydra
4/10
I liked using them as a pillow, and they’re pretty squishy. They make a lot of noises though, and their spines tickle me. They also drooled a little bit on my face… gross.
Hydra had wrapped around Unid like a snake, and Unid hugged onto them tightly, almost like a body pillow. Hydra did not complain! They slept through the night with no complications!
The next one is…
Asari
1/10
They go into their shell to sleep and I can’t find any way to make that comfortable.
They technically didn’t cuddle, more like slept next to each other. When asked to possibly cuddle out of their shell for the experiment Asari laughed and then walked away. Technically no complications while they slept.
Doesn’t exactly follow the experiment seeing as we wanted them to cuddle, not just share a bed, but hey any result is a win for me.
the next one issssssss!!!!
Kamenote
5/10
For the most part it’s fine, their body is soft and nice to hold. But they squirm around a lot and talk in their sleep, some of the stuff I overheard was a bit strange.
Kamenote complained that Unid squeezed them too hard and basically used them like a plushie, but had quickly reverted that comment and said everything was fine. Unid had held them to his chest for most of the night but had to be woken up as Kamenote struggled to breathe in his grip.
Jeez Unid, let up on the poor thing, will you?
It wasn’t on purpose!
Mhm that’s what they all say!
moving on we have…
Gyokotsu
0/10
She kicked me out of the bed. Which is fair enough I guess.
Unid slept on the couch, Gyokostu liked the bed, but insulted the experiment.
My experiment is not stupid by the by!! It’s wonderful :3c im learning so much from it!!
No I agree, it’s dumb.
>:P mleeeeeehhh
anyways the next character issssssss
Kurage
4/10
really soft and squishy, holds the cold well, it’s like cuddling an ice pack. In the middle of it though he asked to wear his headphones and I said it’s whatever, could not sleep the rest of the night as he got really weird and squirmy.
Unid held Kurage like another stuffed animal, no complaints from Kurage himself. After the headphone were introduced Unid was visibly uncomfortable and proceeded to sleep with his back facing Kurage.
Probably shouldn’t have allowed the headphones, it’s an unaccounted variable that kinda threw a wrench in it…
Why are you treating this like it’s a real experiment… there’s no way this was approved by someone scientifically.
I don’t need approval to do my experiments, and what do you know? It’s not like you do any science!
Back to this wonderful test, our next one is!!!
Tamo-chan
10/10
Gives me somewhat strange dreams but is a really nice cuddle buddy, warm, soft, squishy and doesn’t move around a lot or make much noise.
Unid has Tamo sleep on his chest, with a hand on its back. Tamo was content throughout the night, so no complications!
That’s the whole gang… though does the pet really count as being part of the gang?
Yes. Tamo is an important member.
Fair enough!!
We are done with Bloody Paella, but the experiment is not over yet!
now we move onto… ‘main characters’! Are you ready Unid?
Does it matter if I say no?
Of course it does, every word you say in the experiment is important to the results!
Then no, I am not ready, and will never be.
See, and I noted that response down, therefore it is important and will considered in the final results.
anyways we move on, our next test subject is…
Newbie Guard
6/10
Could not sleep at first as we argued for a long time, wanted to put my fist through his face. When we finally laid down he told me not to touch him with my ‘awful criminal germs’. But when he finally fell asleep he was the one to grab onto me first! Hah! He got hot really easily and was very sweaty all night, it was pretty gross. He drooled and snored as well.
Rookie complained about having to do this, and said many insults about Unid himself. They started out sleeping with their backs facing each other but ended up in a tangled mess of limbs by the end. They slept through the night with no complications.
That one is double the length of all the others which is funny to me… lotta thoughts…
I should get Rookie’s thoughts in separate report, but who knows if I’ll ever get around to writing that… >:3c
You’re doing this experiment-thing more than once??
Well yeah that’s how you do an experiment, repeated action, maybe different but contained variables, until coming to a conclusive result.
it’s fun everyone should do one I think.
our next subject is…
Ivrig
2/10
Box is impossible to sleep around, and he kept getting up randomly throughout the night. Talks in his sleep, skin was really cold and clammy… really awkward to hold. He wasn’t weird about it at least.
Ivrig slept like a corpse, and Unid had a single arm draped over him. The repeated rising from Ivrig seemed to just be bathroom breaks, otherwise, no further complications in the night.
Maybe he should chill on his water intake…
Our next one is!!
SINO
0/10
Tried to stab me and then ran away, little shit nicked my finger.
No cuddling to report on.
Be a little nicer, they usually can’t sleep anyways.
our next one is!!!
COM_Z
1/10
Too many hard edges and a horrible awkward waist, the only redeeming quality were their hands. They also never fell asleep and I felt like I was being watched the whole time. They were strange to talk to though.
COM_Z let Unid use their hand as a pillow, and sat next to him as he slept. No complications throughout the night.
Wahhh!! What a cute robot!! I wonder what their thoughts were about this whole ordeal??
drumroll for the next one it’s!!!!
Hugo Patrick
9/10
Big and soft, couldn’t get my arms around him but I got to sleep on his chest which was fine. He’s like an air mattress though, thought I was gonna pop him.
Unid slept on top of Hugo, who didn’t seem to mind. Unid slept soundly without any complication.
Honestly I get it, if there weren’t experiment rules of maintaining professional relationship between me and the subjects, Hugo is my number one choice for a cuddle buddy.
Professional relationship?
while the experiment is being run yes. Power dynamic stuff.
moving on we haveeeeeee…
Captain
3/10
I was basically used as a plushie it was weird. I think they also had night terrors and kept crushing me in their arms, cracking so many bones that I don’t know what got snapped back in place and what got dislodged. They only calmed down when I gave them a taste of their own medicine by squeezing them back.
Rebecca hugged Unid into her chest and trapped his arms to his sides for most of the night. He faced her and hugged her back which calmed her for the most part. Unid reports feeling sore in the morning.
The Captain certainly is strong! I wonder what could possibly terrorize her in the night so badly?
And of course we have!!!
Doctor
0/10
Gave me nightmares.
Doctor slept looking away and Unid never actually made a move to touch them so they just slept next to each other all night. Besides the nightmares, no further complications during the night.
Are you sure they’re the one that gave you nightmares?
Yes, you think I’m lying? You made me do this stupid experiment! They had some sort of… freaky vibes that leaked off of them, it was fucking weird!
Haha made…
now you may think its over but there is one more test, that of the self!
I mean dont you wonder how a character would rate themself? I did! And I put it to the test!
What? How the fuck..?
The ratings of…
Black Sunshine
2/10
After recovering from the fact how the hell this was even possible, we could not decide on a sleeping position and it was hell. His… my? Whatever, our spikes got in each other’s faces and it hurt like a motherfucker.
They were fine for the most part but because of the active eye poking, they ending up sleeping with their backs facing each other. Both Unid’s shared these thoughts. No further complications!
Post-Hack
4/10
Somehow it was worse that his spines were squishy… genuinely wanted to make me vomit. And he squeezed me like I would be dying soon. But at least nothing got jabbed in my eye.
Post-Hack pressed his face deep into Unid’s chest and Unid just stared at the ceiling for awhile. Post-Hack expressed Unid was incredible to snuggle. No complications in the night.
Unid
1/10
Spikes stabbed me in the face again, wouldn’t stop talking for half the night, squeezed me even tighter and ignored every complaint I made. Could barely sleep.
Hanauni used Unid as a body pillow, Unid spent most of the night shoving his face away from him. Hanauni expressed the sleep quite pleasant and asked if it could happen again soon. No further complications.
Wow! That was hefty… and long! Who knew an experiment like this would be so… big… not to mention I’m not even done!
that’s right! This is only the first part of the entire experiment!! I’m writing more reports with other characters, because im the biggest sucker in the world!
but for now hopefully you enjoyed this, I sure did… what about you, Unid?
Stop talking to me, or I’ll stab your throat out with my spikes.
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This is set in the Submit ending of MHE (the only ending that the bishops end up as followers) and is a year or so before Heket is revived out of Purgatory :)
"Starin' at the entrance won't make them come home any faster, dear," Salenette, a pink cow who was the Lamb's second ever follower and disciple, told her.
The lamb only narrowed her eyes at the entrance, not too unlike the time she tried to set a follower on fire with her mind because they were being a jerk (it was Throrlyn, to nobody's surprise).
"She's right, Sugar. C'mon, why don't we get somethin' to eat from the kitchen?" Faith, a white deer who was the Lamb's first ever follower and disciple, patted her back and nudged her away from her spot.
"Mmmmm but they're supposed to get home today! And today's almost over! Where are they!?" The lamb threw her arms out all exaggerated.
Leshy and Narinder had been sent out on a mission for a week by the former's request, Faith had sent the latter with him so that they could hopefully get along better---they only played nice around each other in front of the Lamb, when she looked away they'd immediately flip each other off and silently curse at the other---and because Leshy was blind and might need someone to look out for him (much to his disgruntlement).
Just as the lamb followed Faith's offer the pentagram at the top of the entrance's steps glowed a sparkling red, and two figured appeared laughing and punching each other in jest.
"You fu-" was all Leshy said before a small blur of pinkish red rammed into his stomach. He adjusted his grip on his walking stick and pat her head as she shoved her face into him. He chuckled fondly. "Hey Mutton Muffin, we're home!"
She merely bleated in response.
"Not even gonna say hi to me? How rude," Narinder commented as he set both of their backpacks down.
the lamb waved, not even looking at him.
"... Favoritism," he jokingly accused.
Once he grabbed out a clipboard with a log of what he and Leshy brought home to give to the disciples he noticed that Faith had been long gone, but Salenette was still there, so he handed it to her.
"I'm glad y'all made it home safe, Lord Narinder, Lord Leshy." She bowed as she took the clipboard.
"Me too! The rains weren't being all that nice to us a couple days ago," Leshy commented. "You've no idea how hard it is to sleep when this FXCK over here-" he pointed to his brother "-kept screaming when a raindrop hit him 'cause HE didn't close the tent properly!"
"HEY! That thing was finicky AT BEST and was a NIGHTMARE to get right!" Narinder retorted.
"All I'm hearing is SKILL ISSUE!" Leshy laughed
The lamb banged a fist on his chest and finally left him go, grabbing his free hand and then taking Narinder's hand and dragged them both to her hut.
Salenette sighed. "I'll take care of your bags, I guess."
i will start posting the moodboards tomorrow but did you hear? four whole new fics from yours truly??? i was gonna make a post thanking everyone who guessed me correctly but it would be... long. BUT. i did have a less predictable one: my first 616 fic! only @thahiree guessed me for that one, and she is also the only one who guessed all four correctly. good job ❣️
