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It was a Sunny day in Turitopulis, a rather forest type area where there's many wild animals out and the troublemaker manchild Griefer out. His name is Also Brad Thaniyel, but no one really calls him that considering what he does around town or in the forest.

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Account Jim, or we can just call him Accountant in this story. Was on a walk through the forest of Turitopulis. It wasn't the route he usually took as the route he typically took is blocked off for construction. The route he was taking was just fine, just not his usual Route

When taking the path to where he was going, he passed by many wild animals of sorts, bugs as well. He didn't really like bugs, he wasn't a fan of them. That's what he was thinking about, the gross nature of bugs and how they invade anything you- WHACK!-

Accountant groaned as he held his head with his hand, he opened his eyes to see he had gotten whacked with a crowbar. He looked around and heard rustling in the bushes. Looking out to see a taller man come out from them

Griefer: "UGH, S3R!OUS7y, how idiotic can they be-”

He stopped, they both stopped, they both just looked at eachother. Accountant narrowed his eyes slightly, observing the man. The man had white skin, like as white as a sheet of paper, and his hair was slicked back and fluffy, it was also white. His eyes were unusual, as they were fully blood red, he didn't even have any irises! His teeth were red, and had sharp fangs like some vampire or something. His outfit was more of what a teenager would wear, a Black Baseball cap with a black baggy T-Shirt. A green and black open leather jacket with black pants with orange lining. He looked angry..

Griefer: "WHO ARE YOU?!"

Accountant was a bit startled by the loud and raspy voice this man had, it was like he was screaming nonstop. Or yelling, something along the lines of that

Accountant: "Shouldn't I be asking that to the strange man that came out of the bushes"

Griefer's black bushy eyebrows seemed to furrow down a bit, as if he was annoyed by that question. Accountant wasn't exactly wrong, which was what made Griefer annoyed.

Griefer: "You don't know me?"

Accountant: "If I did I don't think I would be asking.."

Griefer made a soft huff as he walked over to pick up and grab his crowbar off of the ground. He was rather tall, maybe about 180cm? It was hard to assume from just an observation.

Griefer: "Griefer, also known as BRAD thaniyel. Yeah, THANIYEL"

Accountant just seemed to blink slightly a few times, staring at Griefer as if he was speaking gibberish to him.

Accountant: "Right, and I'm accountant-"

He got cut off as Griefer grabbed the side of his arms and started to shake him back and forth like he was some made man

Griefer : "WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME AS IF IM DUMB?! Im BRAD T-H-A-N-I-Y-E-L... also known as GRIEFER"

He muttered the last part under his breath. Accountant was a little dizzy, but that didn't stop him from answering

Accountant: "I'm sorry, I'm not a local here! I live in Bizville!"

Griefer just narrowed his eyes before letting the shorter man go with a huff

Griefer: "So you do.."

He said it, like he was suspicious

Accountant: "No, like, I really do.."

Griefer: "please, i know, no one dressed like that would come to Turitopulis anyways.."

Accountant then paused for a brief moment , looking down at the clothes he was wearing. All he wore was a green visor, a light green T-shirt with black pants. What was wrong with his outfit??

Accountant: “What's wrong with what I wear?”

Griefer seemed to look him up and down, with his head really considering the man had no irises. It was honestly a little creepy. But Accountant didn't want to be rude and say that.

Griefer : “ Ugh , Nothing. Nothing at all.”

…A moment of silence passed

Griefer: “Wait a- What is someone like YOU even doing out here anyways?”

Accountant tilted his head to the side in an almost confused manner when Griefer asked that. He was following the path of course, was that not obvious?

Accountant: “Following the Path”

Griefer's red teeth seemed to grind together for a second before he narrowed his eyes, glaring down at the shorter man. He seemed to have quite a temper.

Griefer: “OH- PLEASE! I know THAT! I mean why are YOU out HERE!”

Griefer got up close to the Accountant, practically breathing down his face. Accountant leaned back just a bit to create some space between them.

Accountant:”Oh, well, the other path was blocked so I took this one”

He stated calmly

Griefer: “but this is MY path that I take.”

Accountant just stared at Griefer for a few seconds before narrowing his eyes as if he said something idiotic.

Accountant : “You can't own a Path.”

Griefer made a soft huff under his breath, how much of a smartass can this accountant be?

Griefer: “YES YOU CAN?! Are you telling me what to do..”

Accountant just raised his eyebrow slightly when Griefer asked that, seeing griefer's eyes narrowed.

Accountant: “No, I'm just saying I don't see what the problem here is.”

Griefer made a soft “tch” sound, it was more of a scoff, As Griefer shifted his weight on one leg and moved a hand to his hip.

Griefer: “I'm only letting you pass because you're NEW! Otherwise I would have broken your face with my handy crowbar!”

Accountant made a slight look back around before looking back at the griefer.

Accountant: “How..kind?”

Accountant wasn't even sure how he was supposed to respond to that, Thank you? Seriously..

Griefer: “So? Are you going to leave or what? Because I have things to be doing”

Accountant sighed softly, there was a shadow covering him as Griefer was standing over him. Again he was a rather tall man for someone his age.

Accountant: “Well I need to reach the other side to get to where I'm going.”

Griefer: “Well…too bad.”

Accountant just lowered his eyelids in an almost unamused manner. Seriously? Who did this guy think he was not letting him pass? Was he the troll of a bridge?

Accountant: “And..why not?”

Griefer couldn't just say “BECAUSE THE VENOMSHANK IS OVER THERE AND IT'S MINE!”. What if the accountant would try to take it, or what if he told the others..

Griefer: “uh..Poison Ivy, WAIT, no, worse..POISON IVY MONSTERS!!”

Griefer said it in an almost dramatic way to try and keep Accountant away from the path he was headed to. Accountant gave Griefer an unamused look.

Accountant: “Poison Ivy monsters..?”

Griefer: “They'll hurt ya. Bad.”

Accountant at this point had a dumbfounded look on his face. The longer he talked to Griefer the more he felt like he was losing Brain Cells.

Accountant: “Well, with that Crowbar you have, I'm sure you can help me get through.”

Griefer seemed to blink a few times, One, Twice, Thrice! Griefer's eyes opened a bit in an almost shocked look. 

Griefer: “uh..what.”

He was confused, shocked, startled. He didn't help people.

Accountant: ‘I said, "With that crowbar you have, I'm sure you can help me get through.”

Griefer just stood there, in silence as he stared at Accoutrant. Griefer then scoffed.

Griefer: “NO THANKS! I don't HELP people!”

Accountant sighed softly when Griefer said, what could it take for this Stubborn Manchild to just help him?!

Accountant: “But you were nice enough to not bash my face with your crowbar.”

He pouted slightly, a dramatic reference he did as he placed his hand over his chest. Again, in a Dramatic Gesture. 

Griefer : “ Eh , That's different.” Griefer shrugged

Accountant then narrowed his eyes back up at Griefer, who did this guy think he was.

Accountant: “Fine, how about directions then?”

Griefer: “Yikes. Big no.”

Accountant: “What?! Alright fine, Point me then, just point.”

Griefer: “Can't do that.” He crossed his arms over his broad chest.

Accountant was getting frustrated by this Annoyed stubborn Manchild he came across. He knows nothing about this guy, but god is he annoying.

Accountant: “What will it take for you to help me?”

Accountant decided to give up and ask upfront about what Griefer might have wanted. So they could create a composition.

Griefer : “What? PFF - I don't BARGAIN, who do you think i am?”

Accountant took a good look at Griefer, his eyes examining the man's fit body. Not in a sexual way or anything, more of an examination.

Accountant: “I would assume you're like any regular being.”

Griefer: “PFF, REGULAR? You make me LAUGH!!”

Accountant raised his eyebrow, watching as the griefer tilted his head back and laughed loudly. He got a good look at his red teeth. 

Accountant : “ Ugh , This is a pain.”

Accountant got tired of Griefer's non-stop persistence of not letting him pass him. So the accountant just did it himself. He walked right by Griefer, back onto the path.

Griefer: “HAHA- UGH, HEY , WAIt, where are you going?!”

Griefer watched as Accountant continued to walk back on the path, Griefer took a few steps to catch up as he stood in front of the Accountant again.

Griefer: “You can't just IGNORE me!”

Accountant raised his eyebrow, looking back up at Griefer when he said that.

Accountant: “I'm pretty sure I can, it's easy to ignore someone.”

Griefer scoffed slightly at the Accountant's attitude and how much he is being a Smartass.

Griefer: “You know, I might change my mind on bashing that STUPIDLY pretty face of yours.”

Accountant raised his eyebrow when Griefer said that, was that a compliment or more of a threat?

Accountant: “Ah, Pretty..?”

Accountant asked, raising his eyebrow even higher than last time. Griefer seemed to get a little flustered when the Accountant had asked that. By flustering his cheeks turned a light red on his paper white skin.

Griefer: “THAT ISN'T THE ISSUE!”

Accountant scoffed as he lowered his eyelids, it was funny that the griefer tried to deny the fact he called him pretty to his face.

Accountant: “Alright, can we make the issue of me getting past , where I need and have to go?”

Griefer stood tall in front of the Accountant still, Griefer then stuck out his tongue like some child did. Which Accountant got a good view on Griefers silver Tongue Piercing. 

Griefer: “NO!”

He practically yelled

Accountant made a soft sigh through his nose, how long would it take just to cooperate with Griefer. 

Accountant: “Maybe if I ask nicely?”

Griefer paused for a second, two seconds, and even a few more seconds. Griefer then huffed, a frown on his form , in which his red fangs poked out from the corners of his lips. 

Griefer: “..Nicely?”

Accountant nodded , as they stood in silence for a few more seconds. An awkward tension between them.

Griefer: “...er, I mean-..maybe.”

Griefer's cheeks turned a slight red yet again when he spoke, for someone so angry and childish he seemed to be awkward and tense when people were nice to him.

Accountant: “You don't mind that?”

Griefer's blood red eyes narrowed slightly, as he was holding his crowbar in his right hand. Griefer's grip on the crowbar tightened a bit, he wasn't used to being nice to people. And he wasn't used to people being nice to HIM.

Griefer: “UGH, fine, i can probably help you get to where you want.”

Accountant then smiled as he was finally able to get through to Griefer. Accountant stood up straight.

Accountant: “I'm glad you finally decided to cooperate with me”

Griefer : “I'M NOT DOING THIS FOR YOU!!!... ya know …”

Accountant chuckled softly at how flustered Griefer seemed to be by the fact he was helping him. Was it that much of a struggle to help others?

Griefer: “JUST…follow me.”

Griefer huffed as he turned away, walking down the path as he hit and sliced all of the leaves and branches in his way with his crowbar.

…

Accountant: “So..what are you doing out here?”

Griefer made a soft huff under his breath, making his way down the path in the forest with the Accountant following behind him.

Griefer: “What I do out here isn't really any of your business.”

Accountant made a soft hum when Griefer was being a bit closed off of what he was doing out here. He would like to know the man just a bit more.

Accountant: “Why not? It isn't anything bad is it?”

He asked , he tilted his head up to try and get a good look at Griefer's face as he walked behind him.

Griefer : “What is ‘ bad ’ to you?”

Griefer asked in a suspicious manner, continuing to keep his eyes forward on the path.

Accountant: “Causing a forest fire, or worse.”

Griefer: “Jeez, who do you take me for?”

Accountant made a soft hum, his footsteps following behind Griefer's footsteps in the dirt. 

Accountant: “Uh, a person who wanders around in the forest.”

Griefer: “I'm not a damn weirdo”

Accountant continued to look at the griefer's back,despite the baggy clothes he had on. He could tell that the man was fit underneath from his broad back. 

Accountant: “I never said you were, your words, not mine.”

Griefer's black bushy eyebrows narrowed down again, as he titled his head back to look at the accountant.

Griefer: “Why are you such a smartazz.”

Accountant chuckled softly as he then started to walk beside the griefer, following his footsteps with the Griefer.

Accountant: “I want to get to know you is all”

Accountant said, looking at Griefer's face, in which Griefer turned his head away to hide the small red blush over his face.

Accountant: “Would you like that?”

He asked, it was easy to tell that Griefer was most likely a Loner who didn't have a job, who did not have many friends, and did what he wanted.

Griefer: “I D0N’T C@R3”

Griefer said, his red teeth shown as he gritted them together, he made a huff as his eyelids lowered.

Accountant: “So you wouldn't mind getting to know each other and hanging out, right?”

Griefer stayed silent at that question, it was more of an awkward silence if anything. Griefer seemed to be a pretty awkward guy despite causing chaos.

Accountant: “I don't mind paying for stuff if we go out.”

Griefer raised his eyebrow

Griefer: “Why are you trying to build something with me?! That's so gross..”

 Accountant: “You mean a Relationship…?”

Griefer: “Yeah, that.”

Accountant gave Griefer a confused and puzzled expression when he said that.

Accountant: “Because it's nice to meet new people, even ones who come out of the bushes.”

Accountant said and Griefer just gave Accountant a look, he stopped in his tracks for a moment. As Griefer rubbed the back of his neck and seemed uncomfortable with the relationship he was forming with this RANDOM!

Griefer: “Fine, alright?!”

Accountant then smiled and almost smirked as he finally got through Griefer's thick skull. 

Accountant: “Glad doing business with you.”

He said, as he started to walk with Griefer down the path in the forest. Following his footsteps and soon reaching his destination.

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Accountant was out at a gas station, picking up some stuff for his apartment he lives in. While he turned his head over, the griefer was picking out some stuff in the aisle. Griefer's temper was bad considering he was just yelling at the cashier in the small convenience store.

Accountant : “You could be a little nicer to the people who work here, or anywhere actually”

Griefer : “I don't listen to L0S3R$”

Accountant lowered his eyelids a bit as he went to the front counter to purchase the stuff he picked out. As Griefer appeared behind him , a shadow covering over the Accountant. Considering the height difference Griefer looked quite monsterly standing there behind the shorter man.

Accountant paid for him and Griefer's things as Griefer stood there watching over the Accountant. It wasn't that the Griefer didn't have any money, he would rather feel the joy of others taking care of him. 

…

Accountant walked out of the store as Griefer took the bag from him, pulling out a Bloxy cola and opening it up. Chugging it down easily.

Accountant : “Wowza, you're pretty thirsty huh?”

Accountant said, a slight smirk on his face when he said that. Griefer then huffed as he took his lips away from the Bloxy Cola for a second.

Griefer : “Bloxy Cola is fucking amazing.”

Accountant stood out in the sun that was shining above them, the hat they both had on created a shade around their face.

Accountant : “You must really like it, huh?”

Griefer : “ mmm , hell yeah, I once ordered a total of 1300 SODA CANS!”

Accountant raised his eyebrow, 1300 Soda cans? That was..quite a lot, especially for such an average human. Well, if Griefer even is human.

Accountant : “Are you even human?”

Griefer : “A Lot of people tell me I'm not.”

Griefer said as he opened his mouth, revealing his razor teeth that were red, his silver tongue piercing he had pierced in his red tongue.

Accountant blushed slightly as he looked at the inside of Griefer's mouth. One bite and that would hurt like hell…

Accountant : “Wow..you have pretty sharp teeth..”

Griefer laughed out loud as he then chugged down the rest of the bloxy cola and then took a big bite out of the can easily. Accountant watched as Griefer tossed the can on the ground.

Griefer : “I knew that, dumbazz”

Accountant then watched as Griefer turned to start walking away from the Convenience store. Accountant started to follow beside Griefer.

Accountant : “Do you want to do anything?”

Griefer : “What is ‘ Anything’ to you?”

Accountant thought about it for a second before responding, carrying the small bag in his right hand.

Accountant : “Like, an Activity,something fun to do that we both might enjoy.”

Griefer : “Terrorizing the people in town?”

Griefer grinned widely, his red razor teeth showing

Accountant : “Something more tame..”

Griefer then frowned as he walked with a slouch now, he seemed to be disappointed by that answer.

Griefer : “F1N33!!!!...How about video games?”

Griefer suggested,even if he desperately wanted to cause havoc and chaos in the town with the other people.

Accountant : “ Ooo , I like video games.”

Griefer: “Oh yea? Ya do?”

Griefer: “Then we should play Valorant together, or even Overwatch 2.”

Griefer said as he then straightened his back out, on his back he had his crowbar hanging off with a strap. He took that thing everywhere..

Accountant : “Those are intense games.”

Griefer : “I can think of a lot more things that are intense.”

Accountant raised his eyebrow and blushed slightly, scratching the side of his cheek when Griefer said that.

Accountant : “ Ah , video game wise, right?”

Griefer : “Yeah, DUH”

Accountant then sighed softly when walking beside Griefer, he knew griefer wouldn't mention anything like that.

Accountant : “Alright then, would you like to go to your place or mine?”

Accountant asked just to be sure, just in case Griefer wasn't comfortable with going to his place. Everyone had boundaries after all.

Griefer : “I live with my father”

Accountant : “ Oh , well, my place is open then.”

Griefer smirked when Accountant said that, griefer wouldn't want Accountant to come to his place either. His room was quite the mess with empty pizza boxes, bloxy cola cans and clothes everywhere.

Griefer : “Thats fine. IDC where we go, as long as my idiot DAD isnt there.”

Griefer said, considering his father was Mayor Thaniyel.

Accountant : “Do you and your father not get along?”

Accountant asked, he didnt want to peep in Griefers private life. But he was curious to why Griefer didnt like his father. His father was Mayor Thaniyel after all, he was a nice old dude.

Griefer : “ALWAYS telling me what to do! S0 ANN071NG!”

Accountant watched as Griefer gritted his red teeth together and huffed and puffed when talking about his father. Griefer acted like some Angsty teenager who hated his loving and caring parents. A complete Manchild is basically the definition of what he is.

Accountant : “But your father is so nice.”

Griefer : “You've met him?”

He glared his eyes down at the Accountant when he commented on his father being so nice.

Accountant : “Like, once or Twice, yeah.”

Accountant said as his footsteps kept pace with Griefer's footsteps. 

Griefer : “ugh. Well if you ever meet him again don't tell him I'm hanging out with YOU.”

Accountant raised his eyebrow when Griefer said,what was wrong with him? I mean,he knows they just met just a few days ago. But was there seriously anything wrong with him?

Accountant : “Why not? There isn't anything wrong with me, is there?”

Griefer's head tilted to the side to look at the Accountant's pretty looking face, even if Griefer didn't have any pupils or irises, it was easy to tell where he was looking.

Griefer : “You're stupid looking.”

Accountant gave Griefer a bored expression.

Accountant : “Besides that.”

Griefer : “No.”

Accountant sighed softly, he didn't know if Griefer was lying or not. But looking back, the griefer doesn't really lie. He's very blunt, and says whatever he wants.

Accountant : “That's a relief-”

Griefer : “Now that I think about it, you're really talkative, you're also really pushy and persistent. It's almost annoying.”

Accountant : “Ouch.”

Accountant said with a slight pout, he wishes he knew this later. He would like to build some relationships with griefers.

Griefer : “Actually, it IS annoying”

Accountant : “Ok, I get it..”

Accountant said with a soft sigh as they continued to walk to where they were going. It wasn't long before they reached the Accountant's small apartment.

…

Griefer stepped inside the apartment and took a quick glance around the comfy place. Nothing he really had, considering he lives in his bedroom with his father.

Griefer : “This is a boring apartment.”

Accountant took off his shoes and placed some of the bags on the table nearby, he tilted his head to look at Griefer who said that.

Accountant : “Don't you still live with your father?”

Griefer : “G0 FU3K Y0R$3LF”

Griefer huffed as he stuck a middle finger out to the Accountant before walking over to sit down on the couch nearby. Manspreading, what a manspreader.

Accountant : “What is it you wanted to play again?”

Accountant asked as he walked over to lean against the edge of the couch, handing Griefer another can of Bloxy Cola. Which Griefer snatched out of his hands and almost immediately chugged it down.

Griefer : “0V3RW@TCH!”

Accountant looked at Griefer who started to chug the Soda down his throat. Yeah, Griefer seemed like the type to Play Overwatch or any Bedrotten games.

Accountant : “Suspected.”

Accountant walked over to his TV he had in the living room to turn on the Playstation 4.

Griefer : “You don't have a Playstation 5? L0S333R!”

Griefer stuck out his tongue, he only has a Playstation 5 because his father is the Mayor and loaded..

Accountant : “I'm not made of money..”

Accountant said, as he bent over slightly to turn on the playstation he had under the Tv stand, like a small shelf basically.

Griefer : “That's Pathetic.”

Griefer said, Accountant could think of a lot of pathetic things about Griefer and how he lives, but that would just be straight mean.

Accountant : “ I can think of a bunch of pathetic things about you”

He mumbled under his breath.

Griefer : “HUH? WHAT WAS THAT??!”

Accountant quickly stood up and turned to face Griefer.

Accountant : “WHAT?...Nothing.”

Accountant said as he walked over to Griefer and sat down next to him, not too close, he didn't want to annoy Griefer in some way. He handed Griefer a Controller as he grabbed one himself.

Accountant : “I'm not a big Overwatch player, so I just want to warn you I'm not very good.”

Accountant said as he watched Griefer get in a slouched position on the couch, as if to focus more on the game.

Griefer : “I don't rlly care, just do your best or something.”

Accountant sighed softly when Griefer said that, at least Griefer wasn't one of those people who yelled at him over a game…Unless he is.

Accountant : “Alright then.”

…

During the middle of the night, maybe around 1 or 2 in the morning , the Accountant slowly opened his eyelids. He must have fallen asleep on the couch, that wasn't the problem. The problem was he felt something heavy press against his chest.

When Accountant fully opened his eyes, he looked down to see Griefer was laying on top of him. His body was between his legs and the griefer's face was pressed on his chest. The man seemed to be out cold as he heard him snoring, but damn was he heavy.

Accountant couldn't exactly just wake the man up, who knew if Griefer would even wake up from how limp his body was on his. He seemed to be a heavy sleeper, at least that's what the Accountant suspects.

Accountant shifted his body underneath Griefers, as he felt Griefer's arms practically wrapped around his chest. He felt the man's white hair press under his chin.

Accountant could try and roll Griefer over to get up..

But there's barely any point, this man was half of his body weight.

So just what the hell should he do in a situation like this?

…

Accountant : “ u-uh , Griefer..”

Accountant shook Griefer lightly on his broad back, if that didn't work he would have to try a bit harder.

Accountant : “Brad.”

Accountant shook the griefer just a bit harder, while also calling him his actual name. This was practically hopeless..that's what the Accountant thought as he sighed.

Griefer : “I'm awake.”

Griefer seemed to mutter slightly In accountants chest, as he didnt move off of Accountant despite being awake.

Accountant : “ Oh!”

Accountant said as his cheeks turned a pomegranate red, he sweated a bit, it was mostly the body heat of them pressed up together like this. As well as all the clothes in the hot apartment.

Accountant : “How long have you been awake..?”

Griefer : “Since I woke up.”

Griefer said as he stayed pressed against the Accountant's body, practically snuggling/cuddling against him.

Accountant wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about this, yeah he wanted to build a friendly relationship with the griefer. Is this what friends do?

After about 5 longing minutes of complete silence , the griefer finally moved his body off of Accountants and sat back up on the couch. He was rubbing the side of his head a bit.

Accountant did the same, as he was a few inches apart from the griefer on the couch. Should he try to get closer?

Accountant : “ Uh ..”

Accountant batted his eyelashes for a few seconds, and he could smell the griefer's scent on him. It smelled like..well it smelled like Grieger, and Grieger mostly spent his time in the forest.

Accountant : “You smell really good, you know..”

He said he actually did , which was surprising considering Griefer looks like a Homeless teenager. An Angsty homeless Teenager.

Griefer was a bit confused by that, as he turned his head to look at Accountant.

Griefer : “I do?”

He asked, considering he remembers his father telling him he smelled bad. As well as other people.

Accountant suddenly looked away, a small blush back on his face. What the hell was he saying? 

The Accountant's body tensed up slightly when he sat next to Griefer, Griefer seemed more calm. It was probably because he was tired which was making him tame.

Accountant : “I-I mean..yeah, like a Woody Aroma..”

The Accountant's eyes glanced anywhere but Griefer, he was too embarrassed and flustered to try and look at the man. 

Griefer : “ Hm..”

Grieger hummed as he leaned down to smell himself , Griefer couldn't smell the same things. Considering everyone smells something different.

Griefer : “I typically smell like cigarettes.”

Accountant : “You smoke..?”

Griefer didn't answer as he just took a cigarette pack out from his back pocket and took one of them out. Accountant didn't try to stop him, despite the fact this was his apartment.

Accountant : “Can I ask a Question..”

Accountant asked, since Griefer was in such a tame state from how late it was, it might be a good idea to get to know him.

Griefer : “ Mm ”

He mumbled

Accountant : “A personal one.”

Accountant asked again, as Griefer had the cigarette sticking out of his lips he just tilted his head at Accountant. It was basically a heads up of “it's fine”.

Accountant : “Have you ever..like..had sex? NO REASON, I just would like to know. I'm curious.”

Why would an accountant ask such a STUPID question? And why did the Accountant feel a bit attracted to the man sitting beside him. The same man who terrorized others and talked trash. These feelings weren't Real, they were just temporary.

Griefer : “uh..”

Accountant : “You don't have to answer if you're uncomfortable with anything. I'm just being nosy.”

Griefer was silent for a few seconds, as he was taking a drag out of the cigarette in his mouth.

Griefer : “Not really, nah.”

Griefer said, yeah, Accountant honestly could have suspected that.Now if Griefer said he's had sex before, that would be more surprising than anything.

Accountant : “Not even once?”

Accountant asked, Griefer's answer didn't change much, it didn't change at all actually.

Griefer : “Nope.”

…

Is this what midnight talks are about? Seriously, why is the Accountant even asking these things, and thinking of these things. Why did accountants mind wander to him kissing Griefer and having him on top of him while he-

Accountant : “I actually haven't either.”

He said, the griefer didn't seem to care, or really he was tired out of his mind from the time being 2am at the moment.

Griefer : “Oh? Really? You honestly have the perfect body.”

Griefer said, this was just Griefer's thoughts talking right? He had hoped so..

Accountant : “P-perfect body?..for..what?”

Griefer : “To R@1L”

The Accountant's face almost burned red when Griefer said that, was Griefer drunk from all the Bloxy Colas and Witches Brew he drank today?

Accountant : “Oh!..That's!...Interesting.”

Accountant mumbled over his own words. 

The Accountant's hands started to grip his pants in his lap, scrunching up his own pants as he felt a bit hot at the moment.

Accountant : “I uh…we.. should head to sleep for the night.”

He said, despite the fact he was sweating a bit from what Griefer said, it's only right to stop this and just go to bed. Besides, the griefer is falling asleep.

Accountant got up to head to his own bedroom. As he watched as Griefer put the cigarette out and just lay back down on the couch comfortably. 

Accountant : “I'll see you in the morning, ok?”

Accountant said, in which Griefer mumbled something that was incoherent and fell asleep.

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Accountant was currently digging through his fridge to find something small to eat, after waking up just 15 minutes ago he's feeling hungry. When he stood up and closed the fridge,he turned around and was startled as Griefer popped up in front of him. 

Accountant : “Oh, Griefer!”

Accountant said, jumping a bit, he had forgotten for a moment that Griefer crashed the night here considering it was late.

Griefer : “Hey. There was a weird question you asked last night, what was that about?”

He said, his usual snarky and deep voice he had was back as his red fangs showed from his lips.Griefer narrowed his eyes and is practically pinning Accountant against the Counter in the kitchen.

Accountant : “I-I did..?”

He tried to act dumb, it didn't exactly play off well.

Griefer : “I'm not an idiot, don't act $TU91D!”

Griefer said, as he moved an arm beside Accountant, onto the cabinet above. A large shadow covering the Accountant.

Accountant : “Well, uh..I was just a bit curious.”

Griefer : “You weren't trying to hit on me?”

Accountant : “W-what?! I mean…I don't..know.”

He said he was a little confused with his feelings at the moment. He wasn't sure why he was feeling such things towards the Griefer.

Griefer : “Then why did you ask such a personal question?”

Accountant sweated again, not because he was feeling hot, more because he was nervous.

Accountant : “I was curious.”

Griefer : “Curious? About what? Want to have sex with me?”

Grieger Narrowed his eyes, he looked angry, but it was actually hard to tell this time.

Accountant : “W-what?! I-I…”

Accountant stamped over his words, his mind practically going blank. Did he want to have sex with the Griefer? Did he even like Griefer?

Griefer : “Well.”

…

Accountant : “Yeah.”

Griefer's eyes shot open, he honestly wasn't even suspecting that,considering no one wants to have anything intimate with a jobless loser who still lives with his father.

Griefer : “I…uh… HUH?”

Accountant just stared up at Griefer while Griefer stared at him back, Accountant could see the small droplet of sweat rolling down Griefer's face.

Griefer : “I mean, I'm not a TOTAL virgin. I've watched…porn before.”

Accountant raised his eyebrow as he shook his head slightly, where was this coming from?

Accountant : “It's fine, I don't exactly know what I'm doing either.”

Accountant said, which Griefer got flustered slightly, both embarrassed and irritated.

Griefer : “HEY, I KN0W WH2@T 1M D01MNG!”

Accountant : “I believe you, jeez..”

Accountant said as he then felt Griefer grab the front of his light green collared shirt and pull him forward. He felt Griefer's lips clash against his, the Accountant was shocked to say the least. This was rather tensionable.

Griefer's eyes were closed , and after a few seconds the Accountant then closed his eyes. His hands moving up to the griefer's broad shoulder for some leverage. 

Accountant made a small noise as he felt the griefer push further against his body, as the accountant's face slowly turned into a light red with a darker red on his cheeks. A drop of sweat dripped down his head as Griefer kissed him.

It didn't take any more time before the griefer then pulled away from the kiss, both opening their eyes. Griefer's black eyebrows were narrowed down in a tense expression,yet his mouth looked nervous.

Accountant : “ hehah -, wow..”

Accountant said that wasn't his first kiss or anything, it seemed to be Griefer's first kiss though. It's a little supring he was good at that.

Griefer : “Just shut up before I change my mind about this.”

He said, the griefer's hand slipped down to be on the Accountant's waist as he moved forward to kiss him yet again. A little more roughly this time than the first, the Accountant didn't mind as he wrapped his arms around Griefers Shoulders.

Accountant felt himself open his mouth a bit, as if permission that Griefer could do more to him. In which case Griefer took that opportunity to slip his tongue inside of the Accountant's Mouth.

Accountant could taste the faint bloxy Cola and Witches brew drinks on his tongue. He could also feel the cold silver piercing Griefer had rubbing against the inside of his mouth.

Griefer's hand started to slip under the accountant's shirt slightly from behind, as Griefer got a feel of the accountant's smooth skin. 

Accountant : “ Mmf-”

Accountant made a soft sound in Griefer's mouth, while Griefer continued to explore the shorter man's mouth with Deliberate Ease.

Accountant tilted his head to the side for a better depth as the two continued to explore each other's mouths. Greifer was making more sounds than he was, how touch starved is this man.

Accountant pulled away from the makeout session they were currently having at the moment. As his hand had moved into the back of Griefer's white fluffy hair.

Accountant : “We can always go to the bedroom and start there you know..”

Griefer narrowed his eyes a bit, as he made a soft huff through his nose. He didn't really care where they did it, as long as Griefer just got into it.

Griefer : “IDC where this happens.”

Griefer said as Griefer felt Accountant move away, grabbing his arm and dragging him out of the kitchen and leading him to the bedroom.

…

Griefer laid his body down on the Queen sized bed in the small room of the small apartment. Accountant had his body sitting on top of Griefer's lap , his hands on Griefer's broad shoulders. His legs on either side of Griefer's hips as he sat in a comfortable position.

Griefer had his hands rested on Accountants hips as they continued their Makeout session in the bedroom. Griefer's eyes were closed as he had his tongue deep in the Accountant's mouth between his lips.

Accountant pulled away from the kiss for a minute.

Accountant : “You're comfortable like this, right?”

Griefer huffed slightly as his hands tightened on the Accountant's hips.

Griefer : “Yeah, I'm fine.”

He said, his voice as rough as ever.

Accountant : “I just want to make sure, I don't want to do anything you're not comfortable with.”

Accountant said, as he cared for Griefer's well being and how he felt during this.

Griefer : “I'm comfortable with anything.”

Accountant : “People say that.”

Griefer : “Whose people..?”

Accountant sighed as he felt griefer pulled back into the kiss, Accountant closed his eyes as his lips smashed back into Griefers. 

As the Accountant continued to kiss and makeout with Griefer, he felt his body rubbing against Griefer's broader body. The fabricated clothes they had on rubbed against each other. He was practically grinding his body against Griefers, as Griefer let out a few groans in the Accountant's mouth.

Griefer pulled the Accountant's body closer as they grinded their bodies against each other. At some point during this interaction, the Accountant could feel a tent in Griefers jeans rub up against his thigh.

Accountant made a small moan from the rubbing against his thigh, his arms sliding around Griefers shoulders and around his neck.

Accountant pulled away yet again.

Accountant : “You're already hard from this?”

Accountant asked, it was a bit of a teasing question, which the griefer huffed slightly in some annoyance.

Griefer : “There's no need to call me out.”

Griefer muttered under his breath as he shifted his body to continue grinding against the accountant's body. Griefer seemed to like the feel, as there was some sweat beading from his face and his breath was more labored. 

Accountant : “Do you want to start that bad?”

Accountant asked, he leaned closer to the griefer when asking the question.

Griefer : “ Huff.”

Griefer only made a small noise through his nose that could possibly be interpreted as a yes.

Accountant : “I'm going to take that as a yes.”

Accountant said as he shifted the griefer to lay down on his back, the griefer was confused for the moment before scoffing with a smirk. 

Accountant : “I don't want to start with anything major first, we can just take it slow for now..ok?”

Griefer honestly didn't care, he just wanted some damn release. From all the thoughts of Venomshank, and his father bothering him, and everyone bothering him.

Griefer : “Go ahead then.”

Griefer huffed, as Griefer slid his hands down to undo his belt, unzipping his fly and slipping his jeans down to his knees. Accountant took that opportunity to slip Griefer's cock out from his boxers.

Accountant : “ uh- hah?! Y-your cock is pierced?..”

Accountant asked with a raised eyebrow, not only was it pierced but it was around 6-7 inches. An average length, but still quite big.

Griefer : “Yeah? Is that a problem?”

Was that a problem? Not really, actually, not at all. Accountant found it kind of hot. It might hurt to have inside him, but he can handle it.

Accountant : “Of course not, I was honestly just surprised.”

Accountant said, before he moved his hand down to slide over Griefer's cock. He wasn't the best at this, considering it was his first time doing this to someone.

Accountant : “Just..tell me if I'm doing a good job or not.”

Accountant said, starting to move his hand up and down Griefer's 6 inch shaft. Feeling Griefer twitch slightly underneath him. He could feel his foreskin moving up and down over the tip of his cock.

Griefers breathed heavily as he closed his eyes just a bit and felt already overwhelmed with the feeling of being touched like this.

Griefer wasn't typically a sensitive man, but he's never really gotten touched like this before by anyone else but himself. So having an accountant do this to him felt damn good.

Griefer : “ mmf- , your hand is so soft..”

Griefer mumbled slightly with a heavy breath, feeling the accountant's hand continue to move up and down his shaft at a medium pace. 

Griefer seemed to be getting into it as he had his eyes half-lidded and was propped up on his elbows with the pillow underneath him from behind. All this while the accountant laid by his side just a bit and continued to stroke him.

  Accountant : “Is it?..”

Accountant blushed slightly, his hand starting to pick up a bit of pace at the compliment griefer spat out of his mouth. He wasn't exactly into praise, but he was glad griefer was into this as much as he was.

As the Accountant continued his movements with his hand, he leaned his head up to start kissing over Griefer's neck. His kisses soft against the rough white skin Griefer had.

Griefer : “ Gh.. ”

Griefer's red eyes fluttered closed for a bit, gritting his sharp teeth together as his breathing was faint and heavy. His chest lifting up and down with his breathing.

Griefer : “For someone who says they haven't done this as well, you're…surprisingly well at this.”

Griefer muttered under his breath, he never gave compliments to other people. But..damn this was starting to feel good.

Accountant pulled his lips away from Griefer's neck for a few seconds, looking up at Griefer when he said that. Accountant got flustered slightly as his hand movements got a bit sloppy.

Accountant : “W-well..I mean..I-I just try to guess what to do.”

Accountant stuttered

Griefer : “Guess..?”

Griefer muttered a bit, that was a stupid excuse but oh well.

Accountant : “Uh…something like that.”

Accountant said, wishing to himself he could just shut up at this point. So he moved his position down as he moved his hands on either side of the griefer's abdomen. He lowered his head and closed his eyes. Engulfing Griefers cock in his wet mouth.

Griefer made a soft and an almost unmanly gasp from his mouth, his eyes opening as he looked down. His cheeks flustered into a bright red.

Griefer : “ H-hagh , that feels..way better than expected.. fuck”

Griefer bit his bottom lip with one of his red sharp fangs, grunting slightly as he felt the accountant bobbing his head up and down. 

At some point through this Griefer was close to cumming, as his breathing got heavier and his head was tilted back against the soft pillow on the Accountants bed.

Griefer's fingerless gloved hand slipped down and over the Accountant's head. Pushing his fingers through the yellow hair on the accountant's head.

Griefer hissed slightly as the Accountant continued his sloppy movements of a blowjob. They weren't good, but..they definitely weren't the worst.

Griefer : “ fffuck , I'm close..”

He whimpered slightly, as the accountant stripped his tongue on the underside of Griefer's pierced cock. Taking the griefer's cock out of his mouth, he moved his hand back over and stroked him fast.

Griefer opened his eyes and locked eye contact with Accountant Jim. Soon enough Griefer then groaned and released the Accountant's hand.

Accountant stopped his hand and pulled his hand that was covered in semen away from Griefer.

Accountant : “ uh , mm..that was good? Right..?”

His face flushed, but Griefer's face was more flustered as he then propped himself back on his elbows.

Griefer : “ huff.. It wasn't the..worst.”

Griefer said, he tilted his head away as his cock seemed to slowly go soft. Griefer was embarrassed but didn't want to show it, after all he tries hard enough to be tough and scary.

Accountant : “ uh..”

He said awkwardly, now what?! Wow, this was extremely awkward, considering the fact he just gave Griefer a hand job. Should they have sex now…or…?

Griefer : “Lay on your stomach.”

Griefer turned his head back, commanding the Accountant. Accountant pointed at himself.

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Accountant was laid down on his stomach against the sheets, he had his arms crossed underneath him with his chin resting on his arms. He tilted his head back slightly to see Griefer straddle on top of him. 

He watched as Griefer started to take his shirt off over his head, seeing the man's chubby yet slightly fit body. I mean, he does spend some of his time out in the forest doing god knows what..

Accountant: “Do..you want me to take my clothes off as well..?”

Accountant asked nervously, scratching the side of his cheek a bit.

Griefer: “Mmm..I can take them off for you”

Griefer said, biting his bottom lip slightly, it seemed he was more riled up than before they started. 

The Accountant's face flushed red as he felt Griefer's rough hands slip under his light green shirt and slip it off over his head. The Accountant's body was slim and lean as he went back to laying on his stomach. 

Griefer: “You don't work out, huh..”

Accountant: “Do I need to..?”

Griefer huffed and frowned slightly, narrowing his eyes and raising an eyebrow.

Griefer: “No need to get defensive.”

Griefer scoffed as he moved to straddle the accountant's hips from behind. Griefer had his clothes off as he moved his hands over the Accountant's lower back. His thumbs rubbing over the Accountant's loin. 

Accountant : “ um.. Sorry to bring this up so late, but..uh..i don't exactly have any condoms or lube…”

Accountant scratched his cheek nervously with a blush, Griefer didn't exactly seem to care though. As he kept a stoic look over his face.

Griefer: “Raw and spit then.”

Accountant narrowed his eyes slightly, gross, but..then again it's all they had.

Accountant then got a bit startled as he felt Griefer slip his pants down from behind. The Accountant's legs were shuffled between Griefers legs. 

Accountant: “T-That's fine then..”

Accountant said, as he was now exposed to Griefer, griefer's expression did not change much though. Despite the fact Griefer's face was flushed a bit red.

Accountant leaned his neck forward a bit, feeling griefers hands wander over his slim waist and his hips. Feeling griefer's lips against the side of his neck and shoulders.

Accountant : “Have you..seriously never done anything like this before?”

He asked, he knew he's already asked before, but he just wants to double check. Well, mostly because Griefer seems to be good at this.

Griefer : “Why do you keep asking questions.”

Accountant gave a frown on his face with half-lidded eyes, looking back at Griefer's red eyes that were narrowing at him.

Accountant : “I'm just curious is all”

Griefer's face went back into the crook of the Accountant's neck, his red fangs grazing over the Accountant's smooth neck.

Griefer : “Well it's annoying, shut up before I gag you…or something”

Accountant scoffed a bit, leaning his head to the side a bit to let Griefer continue his biting and kissing. Feeling Griefer's hands roam down to his thighs. His face flushing a little red as he made a small moan.

Accountant could feel the griefer's pierced cock already becoming semi-hard against his lower back. Accountant subtly grinded back against it gently, which seemed to turn Griefer on. As Griefer's hands were gripping on the Accountant's thighs. Hard enough to leave a bruise in the morning.

Griefer : “Spread your legs real quick..”

Accountant felt Griefer pull away from his neck, he looked over his shoulder as he spread his thighs a bit. He felt the griefer's hands slip down to his backside. Feeling him kneading his rear slightly.

Accountant: “..You know what you're doing right?”

Griefer got a bit annoyed as he was trying to focus, he narrowed his eyes on the accountant again.

Griefer : “Oh my god, shut the fuck up. Yes, I know what I'm doing.”

Accountant scoffed again, his arms wrapping around the pillow underneath him. He felt the griefer's hands slip lower.

Accountant : “Alright, Alright. I get it.”

He said as he relaxed for now, closing his eyes as he rested against the pillow underneath him. He could hear as Griefer spat in his hands to get his fingers wet considering they didn't have any lube.

The Accountant's eyebrows furrowed a bit as he opened his eyes just a bit, looking back at Griefer. He felt the man's two fingers press up against his anal hole. Accountant tensed up a bit from the pressure.

Griefer : “Relax a bit. It's going to make it more difficult if you don't.”

Accountant took a breath to relax his body just a bit, just so it would be easier on himself and the Griefer. Accountant closed his eyes slightly, as he felt the griefer's two fingers push inside. Accountant shivered a bit at the feeling, trying to relax. But the slight stretch inside of him was a bit painful.

Accountant calmed himself a bit, hugging the pillow underneath him as he felt Griefer push his fingers inside of him. Stretching him open around his fingers.

Griefer : “ Tch , damn…you're tight.”

Griefer commented, which accountants' cheeks turned slightly red. His eyes closed as he relinquished the feeling. As the Accountant pushed his hips back against Griefer's hand.

Accountant : “ Mngh ”

Accountant mumbled slightly as he felt himself clench around Griefer's fingers. Griefer let out a small amused scoff, smirking so his red fangs were shown.

Griefer: “Ya like how this feels?..”

He asked, leaning over the Accountant's back with his chest touching the Accountant's slim back. His hand still down by the Accountant's backside, fingering him to prepare him for later.

Accountant opened his eyes slightly, looking up at Griefer who was leaning down over him. His legs squirmed slightly betweened Griefer's legs.

Accountant : “ Mff- , Yeah..”

Accountant responded, his mouth slightly muffled in the pillow. Accountant made a small huff as he felt Griefer's fingers push deeper inside of him.

Griefer : “You enjoy this, hmm?”

Griefer grins, he liked to see people squirming underneath him like this. Not in a sexual way, considering this is his first time and all.

Accountant : “ mmh ”

Accountant was mostly focusing on the stretch and pleasure of the griefer's fingers inside of him. Griefer grinned at the sight, as he sat back up. His right hand holding the Accountant's hip as his left hand continued working inside the Accountant.

Griefer focused on what he was doing, until he saw the Accountants back arch a bit as the Accountant made a soft whine. Griefer blinked his eyes a bit as he looked back down at what he was doing.

Griefer : “The hell was that..?”

He asked, continuing to move his fingers again, curling them until it made the Accountant gasp and let out a small whine again.

Accountant : “ Mff , your..hitting my prostate..”

Griefer made a soft “oh” sound, he's inexperienced and all and he's not well known with the male anatomy. Even if he watches a ton of porn. But it still made Griefer smirk again, as he started to rub against the specific spot.

Griefer : “So it feels good when I touch you there, yeah?”

He asked, which accountant made a small nod to confirm the griefer's words. Griefer grinned at this, holding Accountant still as he abused his prostate with his fingers. Enjoying the sounds, the Accountant was letting out.

Griefer moved his hand off of the accountant's hip after a couple of seconds of keeping it there. His hand moved down over the accountant's thigh to grab the man's cock. Feeling how he was leaking from just a bit of fingering.

Accountant let out a small moan and a shiver down his spine, feeling Griefer's hands touch him in separate places. And it feels incredibly good.

Accountant : “ Ghg..”

Accountant continued to let a few noises and sounds fall from his lips while the griefer pleasured and stretched him. Feeling the sensation of Griefers fingers stroking over his leaking cock, and Griefers two fingers scissoring and rubbing his prostate. Over, and Over again.

Accountant moved his arms up to bend under his chest, so he was biting down on his knuckle slightly. His face flushed red with sweat with his eyes closed.

Griefer : “ Mm , dont cum yet. I want you to wait so we can do it together..”

Griefer said, and after about 30 more seconds of this, Griefer pulled his hand away from the Accountant's cock and his other hand slipped out of his ass.

Accountant : Oh fuck- , y-yeah…I can wait.”

Accountant said with a stutter in his words. His hands clenching the pillow beneath him as his breath felt heavy from the short events. Accountant knew what was coming next.

Accountant: “P-please, be gentle when entering..”

He asked politely, as the griefer gave a small scoff and an eye roll. Spitting in his hand to start wetting his cock that was by far fully hard again.

Griefer : “Yeah yeah, i'm not an idiot.”

He said, looking down at the Accountant's backside. As Griefer fixed his position to be sitting on his knees behind the accountant who was laying on his stomach. Griefer grabbed his own cock, positioning it at the Accountants entrance.

Griefer: “Just lay there and look pretty for now, ok?”

Accountant scoffed at his words, his cheeks becoming a bit red at that. But he did what Griefer asked, he laid there and looked pretty. 

Accountant felt nervous as he felt the tip of Griefer's cock press up against his entrance. Accountant closed his eyes to calm himself down. And after a second he felt Griefer slip the tip inside of him easily. Mostly from all the spit on his cock and how the accountant was stretched out a bit.

Accountant clenched his thighs together a bit at the feeling.

Accountant felt the griefer's hands come down to his thighs to spread them back out before the griefer moved his hands up to rest on either side of the accountant's body on the bed. Griefer scoffed a bit, a bead of sweat rolling down his face. Relinquishing himself in the warm feeling before he decided to push further in.

Accountant made a soft shuddered moan as he felt Griefer push more of his length inside of him. Feeling the piercings on Griefer's cock rub up against the inside of his walls.

Accountant : “ o-ohh fuck..”

Accountant bit down on his knuckle a bit as he opened his eyes, his eyes half-lidded as he felt himself getting filled by griefer. Griefer's face was close to the back of the Accountant's neck, as his hot breath was hitting it.

Griefer : “ Fuck , you feel so tight..”

Griefer said under his breath before focusing on what he was doing. He let the Accountant get used to the feeling of him being inside before pushing his full length in. Griefer bottoming out inside Accountant.

Accountant shivered as he felt griefers full length inside of him, the accountant biting his bottom lip to not make any embarrassing noises.

Griefer on the other hand was breathing heavy against the Accountant's neck, enjoying the feeling of something so..tight and warm around him.

After enough time had passed, the griefer started to move his hips against the accountant. Slowly for now so he and the accountant could get used to the feeling. Griefer's arms moved to go around the accountant's waist, holding him close while he moved inside of him.

Griefer: “Fuck…you dont know how good you feel right now..”

Accountant made soft moans and a few whimpers as he felt the griefer move against him. Soft slapping of skin filling the silent room.

Accountant: “Mngh, W-wish i knew..hah”

Accountant said, his arms moving around the pillow for something to hold onto. He felt kind of small being underneath Griefer like this, Griefer wasn't like a MASSIVE man or anything. But he did have quite the weight and height.

Griefer pushed his face up against the Accountant's shoulder, slightly drooling on the accountant's shoulder while he started to move his hips a bit more. Accountant got used to the feeling which the griefer could tell by his pleasurable moans.

Accountant let his mouth hang open as he was letting out soft moans that filled the room. Griefers' hips stutter against Accountants in a sloppy and yet slightly firm way.

Accountant clenched around Griefer, feeling the man's cock drag inside of him over and over again. Feeling the now warm piercings drag inside of him as well.

Griefer : “ Mmnn fuck , your clenching around me..”

Griefer mumbled against the Accountant's shoulder, as Griefer opened his mouth and bit down on the accountant's shoulder. Licking, biting and kissing around it. Basically just getting slobber all over him.

Griefer shifted his legs to spread out a bit more so he could start thrusting at a different angle. His arms tightening around the Accountant's waist as he was hitting deep inside the Accountant.

Accountant made a small whimper as he felt a griefer hitting deeper inside him from a new angle. Accountant whimpered as his legs squirmed a bit under Griefer.

Accountant : “ oohhah , deep…~”

Accountant opened his eyes, his breath heavy as could feel griefer thrusting into him at a fast pace. Griefer seemed pretty into it, not slowing down to give the Accountant a moment of peace to breathe.

Accountant felt his own cock that was leaking trapped against the bedsheets and his stomach, feeling his body rocking against the bed with Griefer's thrust.

Griefer : “ Gh..f-fuckk ”

Griefer whined a bit against the crook of Accountants neck, griefer was already quite close despite just starting a few minutes ago. It was obvious from his stuttering hips and the fact he seemed to be rutting against Accountant at an unbearable pace.

He was like some horny teenager or something..well, considering he's an immature manchild of a virgin. He kind of already is.

Griefer : “ Gh-! , I-In or out..?”

Griefer was able to mumble out against the Accountant's shoulder, as the Accountant was moaning into the pillow. He felt himself getting closer as well despite barely even touching himself.

Accountant : O-Out, please- Out.”

Griefer tightened his hold against Accountant as he deepened and fastened his thrust, biting down on his lip as he closed his eyes. Giving his last 2 thrust against the Accountant before pulling out of the accountant in a fast motion.

Timing it just right, he orgasamed and came over the accountant's lower back. Letting out a sharp gasp while doing so.

Griefer : “ God- F-fuck.. ”

Griefer panted heavily. As Accountant felt the thick cum hit his lower back, his thighs stuttered a bit. As he let out a loud gasp, cumming against the bedsheets and his stomach.

Accountant and Griefer both took their time to catch their breath after the rather intense orgasam. Both having their first time together. Accountant has to admit, that felt fucking amazing.

Accountant : “ Mngh , That…felt amazing..”

He admitted, panting heavily still as he swallowed to catch his breath. Griefer's chest was moving up and down as he was catching his breath.

Griefer : “Tell me about it..”

Griefer said as he moved off of the Accountant to collapse next to him on the bed. Accountant was..honestly a little too tired to clean up the mess on his lower back and on his stomach.

Accountant: “was..that a good first time?”

He asked Griefer, putting himself to rest on his elbows as he looked over at the griefer who was looking up at the ceiling.

Griefer: “..yeah..”

He admitted softly, Griefer actually had a lot more to say about it, but he was also a bit tired from the release.

Accountant : “So..um..does this..make us anything?”

He asked, which griefer tore his eyes away from the ceiling and over to the Accountant who laid there on his stomach.

Griefer: “What? Like boyfriends or something?”

The Accountant's cheeks flushed a little red when the griefer asked that question, which is what he exactly meant. They just had their first time together after all..

Accountant: “Well..uhm..yeah, sort of. Would..you like to be in a relationship with me?”

He asked, glancing away a bit as he fiddled with his hands. He wasn't sure why he felt so nervous after they just had sex.

Griefer : “...I mean..I don't mind, I guess so.”

Griefer said as he rubbed the side of his neck, glancing away a bit in an awkward look. Despite looking tough, Griefer could be..a bit awkward.

Accountant: “R-really? Thats good!”

He said, smiling a bit softly as he looked back at Griefer, seeing how the other man was looking away from them.

It seems now that they were in a relationship, Griefers had partners in the past, but they never really worked out. As Griefer was always rather immature or “uncaring” in relationships. But now that he's older, that should change..right?

Griefer: “You should..get yourself cleaned up.”

He pointed out

Accountant : “oh, right.”