AWWW YEAH!!! them all getting a few hotel rooms in whichever country they decided to meet in, for all of them to share. they spend all day together, hanging out and sight seeing and getting food. when they're all tired, their bodies sore and their stomachs full, they get back to the hotel, only to realize they still need to figure out who's going in which room. of course, sеярiаs is the first to take sариар's hand and try to call dibs; he's a simple man, he wants to cuddle his homoerotic roleplay partner. immediately, the other boys protest. it takes about 10 minutes of them all squabbling and yelling over each other and tugging sариар into their arms before someone suggests they all take turns. they have plenty of time, after all, and they can all have a night to share a bed with sариар. after a quick spin of a wheel, the first person who gets to sleep with sариар is decided. and when another argument ensues over the placements of everyone else, sариар just cant help the grin that takes over his face, feeling so loved and so desired.

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sеярiаs listening to the message and being so confused before he realizes what's happening. as much as he wants to be upset, sариар sounds so good getting fucked by gеояgе. he doesn't know what to do with this information. on one hand, he is a bit disappointed and upset, but on the other hand, it's really fucking hot. sеярiаs has seen the both of them, he is well aware of how attractive they are. it also doesn't help that constantly listening to the voice message, to sариар whimpering and crying, to the sound of their skin slapping together, to the sound of gеояgе groaning and purring praises, has gotten sеярiаs extremely horny. he cant help himself; he reaches down, palming himself through his shorts, the sound of sариар getting his shit rocked constantly playing in his head. when he pulls himself out, he makes the split second decision to send gеояgе a little something back. he jerks himself off fast and rough, moans getting punched out of his chest, unable to stop his low whining and begging in spanish. he gets so close so fast, his cock so sensitive from the intensity of his arousal. with a strangled cry of gеояgе's name, sеярiаs cums over his fist, whimpering as he jerks himself through his orgasm. he sends the voice message before post-nut clarity can set in and make him realize how bad of an idea this could be. but as if the voice message was expected, a text comes through a few minutes later, around how long the message is. even though the text is sent from sариар's phone number, sеярiаs knows it's not him behind the screen. a couple more texts are exchanged, and by the end of the conversation, sеярiаs has a new number in his contacts

OUGH YEAH
their group started with 12, then they lost 2 on day 4, and it was devastating. losing team members because they weren't together to help one another? it's a different kind of pain, feeling like they've failed one another. they're meant to be a team, to look out for each other, but somehow they allowed two of their own to be eliminated.
going into day 5, they vow to never let that happen again. the remaining 10 survive the first game. they lose some of their allies, but what remains of their team is alive, and that's all they can ask for. the next game comes, and they're told to organize into pairs. since they have an even number, it's natural for them the 10 of them to split into 5 pairs, this way, no one will be left behind. but they've never had to group themselves into teams of 2.
some of them get a bad feeling about this game. after all, it's the penultimate day, and they started with 50 players. it only makes sense that the next game would be designed to take out a large amount of players, if not half, to prepare for the final day. they get antsy. an announcement; once a pair is made, they can't trade partners. dread pools in their stomachs. why would they forbid trading partners? is this really going to be a game of betrayal? have they doomed themselves, doomed one another, by pairing off as they did?
the rules of the game are read. they cant help but cry, hold each other, break down. in trying to rectify one mistake that took 2 of them, they've made one even worse that will take 5. there's nothing they can do about it now.
they play the game. they watch as their teammates, their family, are buried alive. they watch them die. they're ushered away before any of them can see the bodies. they don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. they make it back to the main room, and the living reunite.
shаdоuие, fаяfаdоx, соитея, diffяеит, gоисно. just five left. despite all of the deaths they've witnessed, deaths they've caused, this makes everything so much more real. of course, going into this event, they knew only 1 person would make it to the end. only 1 person would survive. there were 12 of them, and only 1 of them, if any of them at all, could live. even after 2 of their teammates had died the day before, the 5 that died today... sариар and siliтнuя and sеярiаs and амilсая and spяееи. they died because the 5 of them lived. them dying was the direct result of the 5 of them living. they are the reason their teammates are dead. they... they killed their teammates.
they all process their grief differently. whether by isolating themselves to stew in the guilt, crying and screaming to let out their overwhelming pain, or pushing it all down to focus on surviving and winning when their fallen friends couldn't. but through it all, they all come together again. the 5 of them together. they're all each of them have left. even though they know that it won't be true by the end of tomorrow.

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sариар making himself look all small and pathetic, playing up how badly it hurts and how useless his arm is now. begging in his broken spanish for тоиу to feed him, convincing him to help him complete basic tasks. тоиу humoring sариар, he knows sариар can do all of these things by himself, he still has his other hand, but its amusing to see how far he'll take this. sариар convincing тоиу to cuddle him, he needs some physical affection because his arm just hurts so bad and he needs comfort, and slowly but surely, he starts maneuvering and angling his crotch towards тоиу, whimpering in that broken spanish again that hes horny and he wants to jerk off so badly, but his hand hurts, and would тоиу pretty please jerk him off? pretty please make him feel good? and he just looks so pathetic that тоиу cant help giving in, rolling his eyes and calling sариар a brat, jerking him off, all while sариар looks like the cat that got the canary

HKSFJGNKSJEFN sеярiаs wrapping his legs around sариар's waist, calling him a dumb, horny mutt whenever sариар misses his prostate, telling him to fuck him better, that he'd rather get fucked by ваиа if this is all sариар can do. sеярiаs grabbing him by his hair and pulling him forwards, using his legs to help sариар adjust the angle while sариар keeps sputtering apologies into sеярiаs's neck, whining that he just wants to make him feel good and he's trying his best. sеярiаs cooing and reassuring him that it's okay, he's just a stupid puppy who doesn't know how to fuck anyone right, he can learn how to use his useless little puppy dick. when sариар finally finds the right angle, the right rhythm, sеярiаs praises him, calls him papi, says it all so condescendingly that sариар can't help whimpering and whining. despite it all, sариар still manages to hold off his orgasm until sеярiаs cums first and gives him permission to cum inside, his hips twitching as he cums, fucking it back into sеярiаs's hole

YES!!! sеярiаs playing into it, feeding into the idea that sариар is gonna be this big, macho domtop, letting him get all arrogant about it, letting him brag and talk dirty about how hes gonna fuck sеярiаs. then the night comes when they finally have sex, and sеярiаs lets him get his hopes up, he lets sариар take control of their kiss, lets himself be manhandled a bit. but once his back touches the bed, he immediately flips them over, pins sариар down, takes and takes and takes and takes, fucking sариар and using his body as he pleases, because sариар got so subby and so obedient so quickly, like he was meant for this, meant to be like this for sеярiаs. they go for hours, giving and taking pleasure in every way possible, until sариар is left a boneless mess, so worn out and pliant. once theyre clean and comfortable, basking in the afterglow, sеярiаs cant help but tease sариар about how submissive he was, how he could ever think he could be a dom