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The Spawn was not a God that valued chastity, but Two Time did. They held themself to a high standard, keeping their cock well-restraind under the careful hold of a chastity belt. While they took it off while in the washroom, they kept it on nearly all hours of the day and night. They began wearing it as their devotion to Spawn peaked, tidal waves which overwhelmed their reasoning and keeping them held under the water—but they don't see It like that. They see Spawn as their reason for living, and Azurewrath's reason for sacrifice. For his purpose. Two Time sees their chastity as another thing keeping their devotion endless to The Spawn, allowing It to take parts of their life and rearrange at will. There's peace in not being the one in control.
There were no mirrors in the hellish lobby that all the survivors treated as home; the only things that Two Time could look into to see themself were the windows in the cabin. They weren't looking for flaws in their appearance or staring out the window, but rather thinking. The other survivors (namely Elliot and Chance) were fairly loud, shooting the shit at the machines and chatting. Two Time tuned the duo out and started thinking. "Oh Spawn," they whispered under their lips, "if what you say is true, then…" For some reason, The Spawn has been awfully chatty lately, talking all sorts of things in Two Time's ears. The most bolsterous claim filled them with overwhelming emotion—they wouldn't know how to handle it if true. Two Time just tries to focus. They know they can't kill him in this realm, but there had to be a reason he was here now. Spawn always had a reason.
Coming to a new trial, round, game, or whatever anyone called it, always made Two Time dizzy. One second they're in the cabin, and in the next second they're in a random place they've been hundreds of times before. After coming down from momentary surprise, Two Time immediately analyzes their surroundings and starts running toward the direction of a castle. A noise they've never heard before nearly causes them to hesitate, but they keep running, watching their back—only to see him.
Azure.
Two Time falters slightly, tripping on… something, but they continue to run. The faint tremor of the earth beneath their feet began to increase in intensity. Two Time knew there was something wrong—and all thinking was knocked out of them when a forceful push sends them tumbling to the floor. It was nauseating, groaning as they tried to get up, but to no avail. Clutching the grass underneath them, they grit their teeth and look behind, seeing their ankle had a strange tentacle wrapped around it. They quickly unsheathed their dagger, only for another tentacle to sprout from a void-like hole in the ground, grabbing their wrist next.
"You—!" It's him.
"Two Time, you look like you're seeing a ghost."
Something to keep both of them in the game. Two Time's entire body freezes over as Azurewrath comes out of the dark, looking so much different, and yet it's undeniably him; his face is divine, yet warped with power and hurt. Azure's body is overtaken by a deep and rich purple, glowing veins like vines, with his favorite flower blossoming through the crevices. The tentacles reach out from his back, feeling expansive as Two Time is crowded by Azure, eventually up-close and personal. A lot. Too much, even. More than they could handle. They don't hear footsteps, instead the faint slither of him being carried up off the ground.
"It's rude to take clothes from the dead."
"I'm not scared of your threats," Two Time replies, snapping out of shock and going straight into survival. They're still playing a game, after all. "The Spawn has chosen me, and I will not fail." Struggle ensues from Two Time, trying to free themself—only for Azure's grip to get tighter, now two tentacles strung tightly around both wrists to prevent escape. Two Time begins kicking, which makes Azurewrath restrict those too. "These clothes—they're not yours."
Azurewrath chuckles lowly. "My dearest Times, Spawn may have given you your power… but It didn't give you nearly half of the power I have now." The tentacles flex and he finally And It tells me to destroy you, for you have begun misusing Spawn's message."
Two Time laughs. "What falsehoods you preach," they hissed, "while disparaging Spawn's true goals, Azure. If that's who you even are."
"Two Time, I've never felt better."
The familiar sound of a gunshot hits Two Time's ear, but luckily doesn't hit them—Azurewrath hisses, dropping Two Time onto the ground, who takes the opportunity to grab their dagger and run away. "Run! Or, I guess you're already doing that, good job!" comes from Chance, thank Spawn for his timing. Two Time finds their way to safety along with their other survivors, finding them working on a generator which they happily deal with.
"Who's the guy?" Elliot asks in a hushed tone, as if it would help them. The three are out in the open.
"He's… a friend. Well, not anymore," Two Time mutters thoughtfully. A part of them wants to be helpful, but a part of them… not really. They aren't so sure of the circumstances anymore, but that thing that appeared in front of them isn't the Azurewrath they used to know.
Elliot looks over to Dusekkar, who side-eyes Two Time before getting off the machine. He murmurs something before floating off, presumably to help the other sentinels in the match with them. The generator finally comes to life, and Two Time crouches as they hear the faint, yet strange noises. Like the ground is coming up from below them. They take an advantageous position and watch their surroundings, eyes falling on Azurewrath yet again as they scan the situation.
It was a bloodbath. Obviously nobody knew how to counter Azure yet, so people fell faster than flies. One decided they'd try to get lucky by trying something risky with him. Idiots. Obviously, Two Time got a little taste of it; the tentacles in the floor, the way Azure could move silently without alerting anyone of his presence. Two Time flinches as another noise plays—Elliot died. Last man standing. Being the only one left alive at that point, Two Time clenches their fist and makes distance from Azurewrath, choosing a spot to get an advantage over him.
"Two Time!" Azurewrath's voice booms. He's looking for them. Two Time crouches down in the darkness and grabs a tight hold on their dagger. As Azurewrath enters the building, Two Time stabs him in the back and spins a circle around him to cause him to attack and disorient him. Two Time runs off as Azurewrath is slowed down from swinging—that doesn't last long though, as Azure begins to give chase.
Two Time has no idea how to prevent what happened last time. The only thing they can think of is breaking line of sight, but their distracted brain hadn't realized how quickly Azurewrath can close the distance—as it didn't take long for Two Time to be completely enveloped in tentacles.
"Your time is up," Azurewrath tells them. The dagger is ripped from them, and the tentacles begin to tighten around Two Time's body. Two Time needs to think fast in order to run down the timer furthr, but with their body restricted, the only thing that they could think is—
"Azure." Two Time whines his real name, teetering so closely to a moan, and it stuns Azure out of his rage momentarily. "Azure, babe, please."
Azurewrath's glowing eyes narrows slightly, smoke emanating from them. "You can't tempt me," he warns, "You are evil. Spawn's word is final."
It gets harder to breathe in his hold. "Azure, please, don't you remember? How good it is to—" The saving attempt is cut off by the swift insertion of a tentacle in Two Time's mouth, gagging them. A tentacle wraps around Two Time's neck and up to their face, covering their eyes.
"I can't think when you're speaking," Azurewrath mutters. With their vision obscured, they can hear much clearer; Azurewrath has loosened his hold on them, now breathing steadily, as if containing himself. "And I can't think when you're looking at me either."
The bound sentinel chokes, gasping as a tentacle finds its way into Two Time's underwear, feeling around. A thin appendage wraps around the cage and even slips through, feeling as the cock in its grip attempts to harden. "This is what you've done, hm? Your devotion to Spawn, all in this little cage?" Azurewrath asks rhetorically, tentacles beginning to strip them of their clothes, fabric hitting the floor one by one. "I imagined I wasn't the only one you lured to kill. Is this recent?"
Two Time can't even argue back; the tentacle secretes into their mouth and they instinctively swallow. They feel their mouth go numb. "Well, I already have you at my mercy," Azurewrath muses, "I might as well have fun." The cage hurts, uncomfortable around Two Time's cock as they're so unreasonably turned on; they don't even know what he's doing to them as tentacles wrap around their torso underneath the slutty bodysuit they wear.
"Your friends are watching, you know," Azurewrath teases, tentacles beginning to probe their backside. "Spawn is watching. Everyone can watch you get defiled by me." Thanks to the lack of eyesight, they can feel everything being done to them and it's driving them crazy. Even the slightest jerk gets them excited; they even notice the tentacles on their chest, teasing their nipples. As the tentacle drives into their ass, they feel the difference of the tip. It's so much smaller than the rest of the tentacle, tapering off to a large base that Two Time isn't even sure they can accommodate.
The bodysuit is ripped apart by Azurewrath's hands at the bottom, allowing for easier access and visibility. Two Time is utterly embarrassed; if everyone can watch, they know what's going on. They can see Two Time taking a tentacle up their ass, the cage holding their cock weeping precum, how they're not resisting whatsoever. "This is what you wanted? Do you really think you could fall in love with this?"
Two Time moans as the tentacle is replaced by several of even size—all of which begins driving in and out of them, hitting spots that makes their eyes roll under the mask Azurewrath gave them. None of the tentacles are moving in-sync, making the pleasure more of a barrage that keeps hitting, hitting, hitting relentlessly. "Slut," Azure says sharply and in a heated tone, making Two Time shudder in delight. "You'll get off anything I give you."
Two Time is jostled around a bit, turned around and now in a new position; a few of the tentacles withdraw and give space to somthing new in their ass. Spawn, is the only thing they can think, please save me… The familiar feeling of Azurewrath's dick inside them practically makes them melt against his frame, their back to his chest. They feel so full—full of tentacles and full of him. The thrusts were on-time with the tentacles; they felt so empty one moment and so delightfully full the next moment. They whimpered from the loss of pleasure, and keened in delight when overwhelmed with Azurewrath's love. Spawn, please…
"So tight," Azurewrath purrs in their ear, causing goosebumps to rise from their skin. "Feels so nice around my cock." The appendage in Two Time's mouth pulls, resting their head on top of his shoulder, neck exposed. He begins biting down on their neck, causing more moans to be muffled around the tentacle, drooling all over it. Two Time can feel the tentacle their lips are wrapped around sliding in and out, but they don't gag on it due to feeling numb inside. "I can feel everything here."
Weak moans fall from their mouth. They try to grab ahold of anything and find their hands on Azure's wrists, his hands on their waist, trailing up their sides slowly. Two Time's whole body shakes as they grow closer to their orgasm, unable to tell Azure aside from their body—and right when they go over the edge, all stimulation from Azurewrath stops. Two Time sobs, body jerking pathetically as their orgasm is ruined, cum dribbling slowly from their hole. They don't even feel Azure inside them or tentacles on sensitive spots; everything just stopped. Not even an appendage in their mouth. They try to use their words, but the strange numbness in their mouth makes it hard to. "Cuhhm—ahh," they weep, grabbing onto Azure's scarf.
"Not enough for you?" Azure asks. "You can come more if you want to. I'm not that cruel." Two Time's entire body jolts when he thrusts inside yet again. Two Time's entire body feels like it's on fire, so full of ecstasy. He begins biting and sucking their neck, leaving marks for the others to discover. Tears spring up to their eyes as he quickly overwhelms them with pleasure, the tentacles aiming to send them into overdrive.
"Please," Two Time forces out of their mouth, whining through the sensations driving them mad. They're laying on their stomach now, on top of a bed of tentacles which surround them and push and pull into each thrust. The cage needs to come off; they want the friction so bad, weakly humping the air and whining as Azure takes more and more of them. A tentacle brushes up against their lips and they reach their tongue out to greet it. "I want…"
"Yeah?" He whispers into their ear with his chest up against their back, leaning in and crowding them. "I can tell you need more. I can free you, if only you'd join me." Two Time responds only in whines and moans. They can't betray The Spawn just like that, not after they've killed for It, but they also want more.
"I—" Their response is cut off by a powerful thrust delivered to their core, moaning as Azurewrath's need increases tenfold. His thrusts become quicker, more rough, more animalistic. He's close and they know, they know how his body acts when he's close to release. They instinctively tighten around his cock, making Azure groan deeply in their ear. It's so primal that Two Time can't get enough of it.
Azurewrath comes deeply inside Two Time, both of them letting out twin moans at the feeling of relief. Tears of ecstasy stream down Two Time's face—but it's not over yet, as their past lover has more surprises for them. With a captive Two Time is limp in his hold, a shuddery breath comes from him; it feels like a second orgasm. Azure pulls out, but the tentacles stay in—and that's when Two Time feels it finally. Bumps come down from the tentacles and into Two Time. The appendages expand as eggs are deposited right into them; their mouth is agape, screaming silently as the eggs enter. They feel so full and dirty, full of cum and eggs. It would be so humiliating if it wasn't so hot to them, being used and loved the way they used to be so long ago.
It feels like forever until it stops, but when it does, Azurewrath lays Two Time on their back gently. Free from the hold of the tentacles, they can finally feel and see themselves—and Azurewrath right in front of them, whose scarf covers their mouth, but they're sure he's smug… despite not having won.
It didn't feel like a survivor win, but it apparently was.
Two Time is unceremoniously thrown onto the cabin floor, aching all over. Their clothes are on and fully clean—thankfully so, as they're surrounded by their fellow survivors as they arrive. No eggs seem to be inside them either. "You okay, Two Time?" Noob helps them up, Elliot has food and water at the ready.
"I'm—fine," Two Time replies, hesitating momentarily at surprise; their mouth doesn't feel numb, though their jaw is sore. Can't imagine why. "I'm sure it'll catch up to me in due time, though." They rub their neck before grabbing the plate from Elliot. Although the concern from the group is palpable and appreciated, Two Time has things to think about. "May I be escorted upstairs? I would appreciate being left alone for sometime."
"No wounds," Guest 1337 helpfully comments to the others as he grabs Two Time's arm and wraps it around his shoulders. "Up," he commands, and they go upstairs together with Elliot trailing behind closely.
Two Time is placed on a chair with the food on the arm rest and water next to them on the floor. "Holler if you need anything!" Elliot offers, and the duo leave to mill about.
Two Time places the food in their lap and sigh, resting their head against the back of the seat. That was… a lot.
Azurewrath relives it everyday. He knows it's going to happen, but it's like fate binds him to that same spot.
It was a normal night out; him and his lover often go on these dates in the middle of the woods where they can pick flowers and see Azure's favorite flower, the nightshade. They were lucky enough to be in a region which supports the beauty of such flowers. Azurewrath laid the picnic as Two Time carried the basket. Eating was normal, chatting was fine, though Azure noticed they were somewhat distracted. They insisted it was because they were tired.
When they go to see Azure's favorite flowers, his lover trails behind him. That wasn't unnatural because Two Time walks a little slower than him. As soon as they get to the nightshade patch, disaster strikes; Azure gasps, shock running up from his spine. He doesn't even realize what happened to him until they pull out the knife, until he collapses on the floor and catches himself on his hands and knees. It's… funny, actually. He falls, as one would when bleeding out, and they lay him on their lap. (Whether to look at him or to accelerate the bleeding, he still isn't sure of.)
Azure smiles. It's funny how it all ends. Endless apologies flow like waterfalls from his lover's lips, and all he can do is smile as tears flow down his face. "Take care of my nightshade, and long live Spawn. I love you," is the last thing he remembers saying to them as the light fades from his world, feeling warm tears of regret hit his cheeks.
Two Time wasn't called Two Time then; the name was a rebrand from It, who also ordered Azurewrath's death—same with how Azurewrath used to only be Azure long ago. Now he is being ordered to kill his own lover; such is the way of the cycle that Spawn brings.