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chance and itrapped had been spending the entire day together, chance wanted to treat itrapped to some gifts so he had been practically spoiling him. itrapped didn’t mind, since it wasn’t his money, but what he did notice throughout the day was how clingy chance was; subtle touches on his shoulders, constantly begging to hold his hand, hugging him when he could, it was like chance was stuck to him like a piece of gum at the bottom of itrapped’s shoe. chance was talking to him, and itrapped paid no mind to him, his mind was elsewhere. he was mindlessly walking ahead, and it wasn’t until chance grabbed his hand and held it against his cheek. itrapped suddenly turned his head to face chance, shocked at the sudden action from the other.
“why don’t you ever take your gloves off, ‘trapped?” chance asked, as he was practically nuzzling his cheek against the soft, silky fabric of the glove. itrapped cringed internally, he wasn’t one for public affection. he tried to shake his hand away, but chances grip remained so he sighed haphazardly, “they’re just… always cold. what is it with the sudden questions?” itrapped couldn’t look away from chance in the moment, his hand resting on his cheek was making his mind race, and he didn’t want it to. chance noticed how uncomfortable itrapped was, so he released the other’s hand, he looked him up and down and with a big smile asked, “can you take them off then? i can tell that they’re cold through your gloves, but i would never let that bother me. you know that right?” chance was looking at itrapped with big puppy eyes, which made him want to shove chance into oncoming traffic. he huffed and turned his face away from him, “ugh… no, not right now. maybe later, i don’t know.” itrapped said, hoping the fact that he was brushing it off would make chance forget about it. but he knew better than that, he knew chance wouldn’t forget, sometimes that bastard had the memory of a super computer.
chance gave an excited grin, and grabbed his hand, dragging him back to his car to drive him back home. he didn’t know what to expect. this damn gambler was so excitable, but he still couldn’t put his fingers on why chance was so… happy today. the car ride back was mostly quiet, with some radio music playing in the background, as usual, itrapped was just looking out the window, not paying any attention to chance, which made chance’s heart twinge a little. he was so desperate for just a little more attention from him, he just wanted itrapped’s full attention… he wanted…
once they both finally had gotten home, itrapped stepped out of the car first, making it so chance had to rush over and catch up to him so he could walk back into their home together. itrapped has always been cold, literally and emotionally, so chance tried his best to pay it no mind, but it did hurt sometimes, he wished he could melt some of that ice, that frozen barrier that itrapped had put up. chance smiled and hugged itrapped from behind, “go wait in the tea room, i want you to try a new tea that i got a while ago!” chance said, his breath tickling itrapped’s ear, it made him shudder a little, the close proximity of that gambler was causing him to get a little flustered. he awkwardly cleared his throat and nodded slightly before trudging off to the tea room.
itrapped stepped into the comfortably lit room and took a seat at the small table near the window, he was once again gazing out of the window, chance for once, had really gotten into his head today, which is not something that itrapped has ever allowed to happen before. he hated it. he didn’t want chance in his head like this, it made him feel stupid, weak-willed, whatever. itrapped wanted to take his anger out on himself or something, but he decided not to. one day of weakness is nothing, it was fine, or at least, that is what he was trying to convince himself of. it felt like an eternity waiting for chance to come by with the tea, it never normally took the other this long, which had itrapped’s curiosity growing. just as he was about to get up from his seat, he heard shuffling nearby the door, “aha sorry ‘trapped, i had to make it extra special for you, y’know?” chance said from behind the door, itrapped squinted his eyes in confusion and then watched as chance stepped into the room. his eyes widened, chance was dressed in a gorgeous new suit, it hugged his waist perfectly, it made him look just a little taller and more refined. itrapped instinctively sat up, while he’d hate to admit it out loud, he couldn’t deny how pretty he thought chance was. he slowly walked to the table and carefully placed the tea and the teacup down, before gently pouring it for itrapped. chance’s soft smile never left his face, he pushed the cup slightly towards itrapped and took a step back and sat down opposite him. itrapped was eyeing chance like a hawk, trying to see the entire outfit, but chance seemed to want him to drink up first.
itrapped reached to pick up the tea cup, but he heard chance take a sudden deep breath, freezing him in place. “what is it chance?” itrapped coldly asked, chance chuckled awkwardly and nodded his head toward his gloved hand, itrapped simply raised his eyebrows and cocked his head to the side, not a single bit of emotion being added to his face itself. chance coughed a little, “could you please, hmm… take them off?” he signalled again to the gloves. fuck, itrapped thought, he assumed that chance had forgotten about it, but it was too late now. he sighed and brought his hand back close to him, and slowly took off the gloves, and then lightly dropped the silk gloves onto the table. “happy now?” itrapped sneered, and without waiting he took the tea cup and sipped a little bit of the warm liquid. it eased his stress just a little, the tea was so perfectly sweet, it made him forget how his cold hands were making the tea colder so much faster. it was frustrating dealing with it, he was always too icy, it was always a surprise whenever chance said he didn’t mind it. itrapped put the tea cup down in annoyance, the tea was cold now. it always will be, perhaps this was why he kept that barrier up, even physically he’ll freeze everything over. chance noticed a slight change in itrapped’s demeanour, he looked sadder, and without thinking, he grabbed itrapped’s tea cup and finished the rest of the gone cold tea. chance hummed happily, it felt like he was kissing itrapped, it felt intimate even if itrapped didn’t ask him to do it. maybe he was crazy, well, how crazy do you have to be to be so attached to someone who doesn’t even look your way half the time? chance didn’t care, he loved itrapped too much, and he wanted to see how far he could show that to the other.
itrapped cleared his throat, “well, i suppose sharing never has hurt anybody… but did you really need to drink tea that’s now icy cold? isn’t it bitter?”
chance chuckled, “i don’t care about that, i just wanted to f- to taste… the tea as well…” he stumbled over his sentence awkwardly, the confidence dropping out of him when he almost admitted how much he wanted to feel itrapped’s lips on his. itrapped simply hummed, and went back to resting his chin on his hand and looked out of the window. chance felt a little embarrassed, and stood up to leave the room. itrapped’s gaze went back to chance, and his jaw nearly dropped, as if the suit he was wearing wasn’t pretty enough, chance’s back was exposed… an open back suit, how peculiar… but god, that stupid gambler knew exactly what he was doing. itrapped got up from his chair and promptly approached chance, who turned around quickly, looking at him with a silent look to itrapped that clearly read, “what’s up?”
“i realised you put on a new suit, quite the… design it has… what is the occasion?” itrapped quietly asked as he folded his arms and looked chance up and down, his gaze boring holes straight through the other. chance scratched his head awkwardly, and did his best to shake off any of his nerves, this is exactly what he was hoping would happen… he stepped closer up to itrapped, put his hands on his shoulders and lightly spoke into the other’s ear, “i wanted to see how much you’d like it… i bought it to wear for you.”
itrapped didn’t know what to think, he wanted to shove chance away, he didn’t want to allow himself to feel the feelings that were bubbling inside him. what the hell was happening? itrapped couldn’t make sense of it, all day, the whole day, chance has been acting so provocative, and he was just a snap away from breaking point. itrapped bit his lip to ground himself, but chance was way too close to get his thoughts back down at bay again. he couldn’t help it, his hands glided over to chance’s back, and he began to lightly trace his fingers up and down the spread of his back. chance gasped, the sudden coldness shocked him, his grip on itrapped’s shoulders tightened, “fuck, ahaha, ‘trapped, that’s so cold…” upon hearing this, itrapped slowly withdrew his hands. chance panicked, grabbing one of itrapped’s arms and pulling him back to where he was touching chance before. “please… don’t stop, it feels really nice.”
itrapped raised his eyebrows, and pushed chance’s chin up to look directly at him. “you truly don’t mind it? you could get too cold and get sick,” itrapped asked, pretending he really cared about chance’s health, maybe he did, no, no he didn’t. chance simply nodded with enthusiasm, “i don’t care, just keep touching me.”
itrapped didn’t need to be asked twice, he went back to lightly touching chance’s exposed back up and down, sometimes pressing down a little more to make him really feel the cold. itrapped didn’t expect chance to let out a little moan, god, what really is going on? he paused for a moment, but chance didn’t stop, the cold seeping into his skin felt so good, so much so that he began to subconsciously grind up against itrapped, and he was pulling him closer to his chest. itrapped didn’t know how to feel, for one, it just made this gambler look like a desperate dog, but on the other hand, his flushed face was perfect, the way his hair was drooping all over his face… it was quite the sight. chance’s head was now nestled in itrapped’s neck, his mind was heavily occupied over that addicting icy feeling and the feeling of his lower half rubbing up against itrapped.
“gosh, i see how it is, you’ve been whoring yourself out for me all day because this is what you wanted?” itrapped said, pulling chance away from him to force the other to look into his eyes again, “you’ve been acting like a desperate dog all day, what do you want, hm? tell me chance.” chance was quivering with need at this point and had to take a couple of breaths to calm himself down enough to be able to respond. he went to hold itrapped’s hands, and was surprised when itrapped didn’t pull away.
“i just wanted… attention or something, i just, for the longest time, wanted you, i want you to do whatever to me, or make me do whatever… i don’t know…” chance stumbled over his words, speaking too fast because he felt like he was so close to finally getting what he wanted, he wanted to feel itrapped, he wanted itrapped’s touch all over him, and god, it was driving him insane the more he just stood there doing nothing. itrapped gave off a sharp smile, before nodding, “i see your intentions so clearly now, gambler. why don’t i make your wish come true?” he said as he dragged chance over and upstairs to the master bedroom.
chance fell into a trance when itrapped said that, doing his best not to trip over as he was being guided over to the bedroom, his head was already spinning with ideas. itrapped locked the door and pulled chance close again, pinning him to the wall. his cold hand snaking down chance’s waist, he shuddered a little, his arms flying around itrapped’s neck. itrapped continued his slow teasing movements downwards, stopping just at the growing bulge in chance’s pants. chance thrusted it against his hand, desperately trying to feel more of his touch, itrapped’s hand was so cold, so soft, even if it wasn’t touching his skin yet, it was driving him mad. itrapped started rubbing chance through his suit pants, he whimpered, and bit his lip as a way to hold back the embarrassing sounds trickling out of his mouth. itrapped smirked at him, god, he looked so pathetic like this, his hair was sticking to his face, his face was red. he put his free hand to chance’s cheek, noticing him jump at the sudden difference in the temperature. chance let out a long, drawn-out moan and that told itrapped enough, chance seemed to get turned on from just his icy touch. chance was softly moaning itrapped’s name, begging him to touch him more, his thrusts against itrapped’s hand were getting more frantic, his head was falling back, resting against the wall behind him.
itrapped leaned in closer, now cupping chances face with both of his hands and pulling him into a heated, messy kiss. he licked chance’s lips, causing the other to open his mouth a little more, allowing itrapped to deepen the kiss. they now both started thrusting up against each other, to chance, this was the most dizzying experience ever, drool was dripping down the side of his mouth. “mmnn, ‘trapped… so good…” chance managed to moan out, his dreams really were coming true, and what was making it even better was the icy touches from itrapped’s hands, it was like a rush of ecstasy, a drug that he couldn’t get enough of. itrapped pulled away a little, appreciating the painting he created in the moment. chance’s shirt was crinkled now from the aggressive grip that itrapped had on him, a bit of his collar was peeking out, and it just looked like chance was teasing him more. chance noticed the hungry look in itrapped’s eyes and decided this was his moment to impress the icy man in front of him more. he slowly brought his hand up to shirt buttons and gently unbuttoned his shirt slowly, teasingly slow. his other hand was tracing his own waist, really making a show of it for him. itrapped bit his lip and grabbed chance’s arm and threw him onto the bed on the other side of the room. he ripped off the buttons on his shirt with no care, exposing chance’s entire chest all for itrapped to appreciate. he stared down intensely at chance, and without wasting time, he began to tease his nipples, the cold feeling seeped right down to chance’s core, he thrusted his hips up with desire. itrapped was relentless with the teasing, he flicked at the bud, and each little move he’d do felt like chance’s chest was freezing up, the ecstasy was shooting straight down to his dick, and with it not getting any attention it was beginning to hurt. itrapped crawled further on top of chance, he was also hard from all the cute sounds this gambler was making, so as he continued to twist and tease chance’s nipples, he began to thrust against chance, rubbing both of their clothed hard-ons against one another. chance’s moans filled the room, thank god he was rich enough to own a massive house as there would definitely be neighbour complaints at this point, but neither of them cared, itrapped was letting his barrier down, he never would have thought in even 1000 years he would be rutting up against this damned gambler. he would normally feel a pang of hatred in his heart, but at this moment, he felt excited.
he leaned away from chance and without even a look toward the man underneath, he ripped off his pants and underwear and then shrugged off his own clothes. at this moment, chance was looking over at the man on top of him, giving him a big puppy eye look, a silent beg for itrapped to pay him more attention, to not just fuck him, but was that too wishful of him? as he was deep in his thoughts, itrapped licked his fingers, thoroughly coating them in saliva, he gently spread chance’s legs apart, the icy touch threw chance out of his pining induced delirium and he watched on intently, the excitement of what was literally moments away made his dick twitch, itrapped found that pathetically cute. he didn’t want to tease chance as much any more, as he felt he had been put through it enough and shoved both of his fingers in. the warmth of chance’s insides were such a sharp difference from each other, it felt like itrapped’s fingers were on fire and for chance it felt like literal ice was inserted inside of him. he had to hold back to try not to orgasm straight away, itrapped took a note of this and slowly scissored him open.
“you’re really this close from just getting fucked by my fingers? be a good boy and hold on longer.” itrapped taunts, a sharp smirk resting on his face. chance nodded, his whimpers and moans not subsiding due to how good the cold felt, he tried to thrust himself deeper onto the other’s fingers but itrapped held him down to stop him from moving. chance begged for more, his dick was leaking pre already, creating a glistening puddle on his lower abdomen. itrapped sensed he was close so he slowly withdrew his fingers from chance’s hole, soliciting a small whine from the man underneath. it reminded itrapped of a dog, and he couldn’t help but chuckle at chance’s pathetic demeanour, all of that grandiose teasing from earlier in the day has fizzled out into him being reduced to a moaning, whimpering mess underneath him. he leant down to lick up a bit of the pre on chance’s abdomen, earning a gasp from him and then scooped up the rest of it and coated his own dick with it. he teased chance’s hole by rubbing himself around his rim, which caused chance to grasp at the sheets in a feeble attempt to not thrust his hips down. itrapped soon also had enough of the teasing and shoved himself entirely into the other, even after fucking chance open, that damned guy was still so tight. he began thrusting slowly at first, not out of care for chance, but more for himself, that tight drag each time was addicting and dizzying, he gripped tightly onto chance’s thighs, so much that it would leave marks and began to pound in harder as he lost his self control. chance was gripping the sheets so tightly, he might as well had ripped them, all that was coming out of his mouth now was incoherent moans and the occasional slip of itrapped’s name. the cold of itrapped mixing with the heat of his insides was making him almost pass out, he couldn’t hold it anymore, one of his hands shakily made its way to his dick and he began stroking himself methodically to itrapped’s harsh thrusts. the man above him didn’t care because at this point, he was chasing his own high, and the sight of chance stroking himself was making him reach boiling point so much faster. itrapped adjusted the position of chance’s legs pushing them back further, and he caught chance’s mouth into a frenzied kiss. they both were desperate, they both were experiencing their purest desires [as little as itrapped would admit] and at that moment, they both came at the same time.
itrapped pulled away from the kiss slowly, a string of saliva still connected them together and then pulled out of chance entirely. he watched as his spill dripped out of chance, and goodness, the whole scene looked amazing to him, chance sprawled out on the bed, breathless and fucked out, claimed by him… oh it made him want to be greedy, but he decided against it. he helped chance sit up and wiped away pieces of his hair that had stuck onto his forehead, “you don’t speak a word of this to no one, is that understood? i played with you because you clearly were asking for it.” itrapped hissed, trying his best to cover up any proof that he may feel something for chance, he quickly stood up and threw on his clothes, “i’m going to clean myself up in the guest bathroom. you should get clean, you’re filthy.” he’d say as he promptly left the room. as much as itrapped hates to say it, he… really liked chance.
chance was still sitting on his bed in a daze, letting all of the events of what happened settle in. it was so good, his wish finally did come true. he wasn’t stupid, he knew that whatever they had was temporary or something, but how bad is it to pine just a little? or a lot? or so much that your mind is consumed by just him, by just that icy man who’s captured your heart entirely? he didn’t care if itrapped was just using him, at least he was finally getting the attention he so desperately was waiting for.
#back at it again with pining ichance