SMUUUUUUUUUT WITH A PLOT WHICH I WILL TRY NOT TO SUCK AT WHILE WRITING (Ha that's what she said) it's near the end of the chapter so u can read up to that point if you want.

"And you'd think I would be able to fix him," Sjin asked, staring at the three hat films members bitterly.

"Listen. You are the base closest to us, that way we could get here before the full moon tomorrow," Trott pleaded,

Sjin scowled at Ross who stood behind the tall green man in a suit, and the walrus/man. "What about Kim and Duncan? Isn't Kim into the Witchery stuff," Sjin huffed, irritated that this was happening at his busiest time.

"She has the voodoos of us. Also, we don't really have anything to threaten them with," Smiffy explained, tapping his foot impatiently. Sjin sighed, knowing all the things the hatfilms could do to him.

"This is complete bullshit," Sjin murmured under his breath, pondering about how he could fit this into our schedule.

"Hey, when he turns, he will not only go after us, but who's closest to us besides Duncan and Kim," Trott pointed out.

"God. I would still rather go to Duncan and Kim and risk being cursed," Ross finally cut in, making them all turn look at him. Ross absolutely hated Sjin, and Sjin hated Ross all the same.

Trott and Smiff were fully aware of this, and have been for quiet sometime, still not quiet sure on why they both have their little feuds and arguments. "I still don't get it," Trott whispered, and Smiff just shrugged.

"God Sjin! Please! Just put him in the barn or something tomorrow if you don't find a cure," Smiff begged.

What Sjin and Ross didn't know, was that Trott and Smiff were itching to have some alone time. This was their perfect chance. It was kind of rude, since there best friend might go on a murdering rampage, but if it's there last night at least they had sex...Or that's how Smiff convinced Trott into the plan at least.

"God dammit. Fine, whatever," Sjin groaned, followed by Smiff and Trott yelling happily, skipping home together.

Sjin just stood in front of his house, glaring at Ross as Ross glared back. "Mahogany is stupid," Ross finally insulted.

"At least I use different blocks when building, instead of marble, marble marble," Sjin growled back.

"At least I build useful things. What use is a farm with no profit, and Chillywowhatever it is called," Ross replied, scowling at Sjin.

"My building is tasteful, and has class," Sjin replied curtly, glaring daggers into Ross.

"Oh really? Says the man wearing a green cardboard box for armor, and has animals and plants and dirt all over his farm. Not to mention the sludge," Ross complained, motioning towards the big vat on the right side of the farm.

"For you information, this armor is some of the best armor in the game, I could beat your ass- OUCH! What the hell," Sjin yelped as Ross punched him, taking no health, but still hurting Sjin.

"Well the best armor in the game looks extremely stupid. Plus, how do you get around? Where's your jetpack," Ross adds in.

"I don't have one," Sjin murmured, looking at the floor shamefully," But what goods a jetpack going to do when your fighting off mobs and you can't fly away? Or your out of fuel?"

"What are you going to be fighting Sjin? Your just a measly farmer. We are running a real business over at hat corp," Ross hissed.

"Yeah well we got Chiliwowas! We even have another branch over at the HoleDiggers," Sjin argues, a smug proud grin across his face.

"Yeah? And who's come to eat there," Ross asked, stepping closer to Sjin and poking his chest.

"You have," Sjin smirked, leaning in closer to to Ross.

They both stood there for a moment, glaring at each other, before realizing their faces were an inch apart. They both blushed madly as they pulled back. Ross ran his hand through his hair awkwardly and straightened his suit, as Sjin looked down at his feet.

"Anyway, we should probably get inside. We will figure out your... Issue tomorrow. How did you even get turned into a werewolf anyway," Sjin asked, walking towards the farmhouse quickly.

Ross hurried behind the bearded and mustached man," Oh. Kim." There was a bitterness in his voice.

"Kim? The witch," Sjin asked, staring back at Ross shocked. He was immediately interested, being a magic police.

"Yeah. Used her voodoo stuff on me. I'm surprised she hasn't done anything to you guys. She hates your guts," Ross replied.

"You do too," Sjin muttered bitterly, climbing up to the second floor.

"Yeah, true. You are a pretty hate able guy! I would be pissed if someone blew me up," Ross laughed, following Sjin.

"Is that what she is telling everyone? That was Sips not me! If Sips tells me to do something, I have to do it if I don't want severe punishment," Sjin sighed sadly, walking Ross over to the two beds that sat upstairs.

"Oh? She lied," Ross asked, sitting on the bed opposite from Sjin. He assumed it was Lewis. It smelled like him... Why could he smell Lewis? How does he know what Lewis smells like? Must be the werewolf thing.

"Yeah. Everyone seems pretty against me. I'm pretty sure nobody in HoleDiggers really likes me. Duncan doesn't really side with me, besides in Magic Police, but he pretty much goes along with Kim since he's head over heels for her. Then Sips, treats me like I'm his servant... Than you... Haha! We shouldn't even be talking about this! Night Ross," he laughed nervously, quickly turning on his side to sleep.

Ross suddenly felt really sad and felt bad for the farmer. Nobody really appreciated him. Sips left him for a dirt factory with Turps and Lewis. Now that he thinks about it, Lewis is over there instead of here with Sjin... WAIT! Why does he feel bad for this mahogany obsessed freak. The reason nobody really likes him because he doesn't really do anything. He isn't really the best leader, and who wants to hear him Drabble on about mahogany and chilis all day?

Ross quickly laid down, attempting to sleep. All he could think about tomorrow was Turning into a monster and Sjin. It was weird, he completely hated Sjin, with all his heart. How he built with mahogany, and a stairs, and even worse mahogany stairs. He shivered at the thought, and fell asleep dreaming about how he hated Sjin.

~~~

Ross woke up to the scent of something spicy. He sat up immediately, and looked around almost forgetting where he was, he hopped up quickly, bracing himself for combat. That's when he remembered what happened. He groaned loudly, rubbing his tired eyes and straightening his suit. He looked over at Sjin's bed, which was empty and made neatly. He looked over at his bed, in which the blankets were in a bundle hanging over the side.

He groggily made his way downstairs, to see Sjin cooking chilies in the furnaces. "Is that all you eat," Ross asked, followed by a yawn.

"Last time I checked this wasn't a restaurant," Sjin replied cockily, glancing back at Ross momentarily.

"Chiliwowas," Ross asked, walking up closer behind Sjin, peering over Sjin's shoulder. He let out a warm breath of air, right next to Sjin's neck, making him tense.

"Uh, Chiliwowas is closed... And only serves chilies," Sjin murmured, stuttering slightly.

"But I'm your guest, your supposed to treat your guests," Ross laughed at Sjin's reaction, smirking at the fact that he could make him uncomfortable.

"Yeah, well your an unwelcome guest," Sjin muttered nervously, stepping away from the furnace holding two plates of chilis. He handed one to Ross and started eating.

They ate in an uncomfortable silence, glaring at each other with such hatred. Although Ross was thinking about how he made Sjin uncomfortable and shiver earlier. He chuckled quietly to himself.

"What's so funny," Sjin asked, a look of irritation on his face.

"You. I made you uncomfortable didn't I," Ross chuckled, raising an eyebrow.

"Did not," Sjin yelled defensively, getting up to put his plate of chilies away.

"Yeah, you tensed up, and started stuttering," Ross said, a smug from on his face.

"Well what would you do if I breathed down your neck," Sjin asked bitterly, snatching the empty plate from Ross, putting it away as well.

"I wouldn't get turned on," Ross muttered, just loud enough for Sjin to hear. He stared at Sjin, amused by his disgusted look and scarlet blush on his cheeks.

"I wasn't turned on by you! You are a fucking dog for gods sake," Sjin scoffed defensively, his whole face a deep red.

Ross chuckled before remembering that they had to cure the whole werewolf thing. "So how am I going to get cured," he asked, now much more serious then before.

Sjin lowered his defensive and tense stance and relaxed before explaining,"Well... I found there is this potion that you use for the cure. And, the only person that would most likely have it is Kim."

"Well fuck. Guess I am not ever being bloody cured," Ross groaned into his hands.

"Not nessicarily. I believe Kim and Duncan are out right now, so we could always go steal it," Sjin suggested, an evil grin on his face.

"And what if we are caught," Ross asked, looking up at Sjin from in between his fingers.

"Then you fly us to safety using your jetpack," Sjin explained, a proud look on his face from coming up with the sketchy plan.

"Don't have much of a choice do we," Ross sighed.

~~~

"Where does she keep all of her witch stuff," Sjin groaned loudly, going through the messy chests of Kim and Duncan's Panda Base.

"There isn't anything in the computer! Where could they keep it," Ross asked in reply, helping neither of them. He was beginning to get panicked, what if he was a werewolf forever.

Ross leaned back against the computer and closed his eyes in frustration. "God dammit," Sjin groaned once again. Ross heard shuffling then felt a warmth from besides him.

"Why do you care so badly," he asked, concerned by the fact that Sjin actually cared this much to help him.

"I would rather not have to deal with you on a full moon," Sjin snapped.

"True. I don't exactly want to be here either," Ross sighed, running his hands through his dark shaggy hair.

"Smiff and Trott are such babies. Couldn't even take care of you themselves, what friends," Sjin grumbled irritably, crossing his arms and pouting.

Ross opened his eyes, suddenly feeling very defensive over his friends. "Oi! They are my best mates, the best I could have? Sjin, if anything you have horrible friends," Ross yelled, turning towards the pouting Sjin.

"Oh please. At least my friends would actually help me if I got sick, instead of putting me off to someone else, someone that hated me, might I add. They could've taken you to Hannah and Nilesey's if they weren't so lazy! What is it, a day trip," Sjin scoffed, kicking at the marble floor.

This did catch Ross. They were that lazy to just throw him at someone that hated him, not to mention he hated, instead of taking him to someone that could actually help? No. He wouldn't think of his friends like that, he was talking to Sjin after all. The Sjin he despised. "You really think your friends would? I heard Duncan and Simon thought Chiliwowas was stupid. Sips just up and left you after you decided not to take his sludge, after you took care of his frozen body, not to mention rescue it before. Kim blamed you for something you didn't do. Lewis probably just feels bad for you, my friends don't really like you, and I... I mean, we are enemies Sjin," Ross finished.

Sjin shook his head and sighed," Maybe your right." It did make sense to Sjin, maybe nobody did like him. "I mean, look at me. So desperate for company I am hanging out with you."

"Hey, I'm not such a bad guy," Ross said defensively, letting out a chuckle.

"Yeah, for a guy who builds with marble," Sjin laughed sadly, looking down at the marble," So bland and boring."

"Well, mahogany is a pretty crazy color, plus all of your stairs, don't you think it is a little much," Ross asked, staring at the mahogany desk in the corner of Kim and Duncan's base.

"The more the better, and you just have to use it correctly, classy, not over using it," Sjin explained.

"Well, it's the same as marble. You build complex shapes with it, to make it more interesting. If I tried to build something you build, It wouldn't look very nice," Ross murmured.

"That's very true. I couldn't build a huge corporation or anything like that with Mahogany and stairs. I guess I'm a bit old fashioned," Sjin murmured.

Ross nodded in agreement," Maybe we should build something. Share some techniques." Ross stared into Sjin's brown eyes.

"I dunno. Could I work with any marble scum," Sjin joked, running his hands through his beard nervously,

Ross didn't react with another joke, or an insult though, as he just stared into Sjin's eyes, admiring the shades of brown. "Ross," Sjin asked, staring curiously at the other dark haired man.

All Ross heard was his voice, which suddenly sounded very sweet and alluring. He remembered this morning when he told Sjin he wouldn't get turned on by him, and realized that this just might've been a lie.

Actually getting to know Sjin, he found he was a pretty like able, talented guy. Pretty lonely as well. Just because he built with mahogany, and worked on a farm, that's all it took for Ross to hate him?

Ross smiled at Sjin and leaned forward, holding the back of Sjin's neck to keep him from pulling away from the sweet passionate kiss. His eyes closed tightly, mesmerizing the feel of Sjin's soft moist lips on his own chapped ones.

It occurred to him that it was quite weird that Sjin would have moist lips, despite being outside in the sun constantly. Then again, Ross doesn't really use use Chapstick. Sjin must've, because his lips tasted like a berry of some sort.

Sjin had his eyes wide the whole time, staring at Ross's which were closed tight, obviously enjoying this. The farmer was confused, thinking that the man that hated his guts was suddenly giving such a passionate kiss.

Sjin wouldn't lie and say he didn't enjoy the kiss, because he very much did. Sitting in the base of both of their enemies, kissing passionately. Ross's lips were chapped, and strong, but whilst pushing his lips against Sjin's he was gentle, treating Sjin like he would break him. Was this all just pity since Sjin was pouring his heart out before about being lonely?

He was in such deep thought, that he almost didn't notice that like all humans, he needed to breath. He pulled away from Ross, gasping desperately for air, whilst staring at the man in the suit in front of him. He almost smiled at how he looked. His suit slightly wrinkled, and his hair as crazy as ever.

Both men were breathing heavily and blushing madly, deep in thought about what just happened and what they allowed to happen. "Sjin? I am sorry, you probably aren't even... Fuck I didn't even know I was," Ross muttered quietly, grasping his messy hair tightly.

Sjin now realized how far away he was from Ross, such a long way, despite only being about a foot away. He craved to be closer, which was strange right? He didn't question it, he just wanted to feel Ross, in a sweet, yet sexual way. He was slightly ashamed of how one innocent kiss turned him on.

"Ross I-" Sjin was about to explain but heard a door slam from upstairs.

"Kim, you were brilliant. Ross is probably freaking out," Duncan's voice laughed from above.

"Yeah, I think he's had enough though. I might change him back now," Kim sighed with a few giggles.

"You sure? I thought it was hilarious that his friends just pawned him off to Sjin of all people," Duncan laughed.

"Yeah, it isn't really his fault," Kim explained," I'll just go downstairs through the secret door to get to my cabin."

Sjin unfroze and looked over at Ross and mouthed," Secret door!"

Ross jumped up in a panic, feeling around the room for a secret door. Hat corp had one of them, and it was slightly off color from the actual wall. He looked around and spotted a darker red blotch on the wall. "Over here," Ross whispered.

*I HAVE HAD TO REWRITE THIS AGAIN FOR THE SIXTH TIME BECAUSE WATTPAD WONT SAVED AND I AM PISSED AND I AM SORRY IF THE NEXT SCENE SUCKS A BIT*

They both made a break for it through the narrow doorway and out into a small cave behind underneath the base decorated with bugs and vines. "I must say, it looks very pretty," Sjin whispered.

"Not the time," Ross laughed, yanking Sjin's hand and pulling him up into the sky by his Jetpack. Sjin held onto Ross's waist for dear life. Ross chuckled when he looked down, seeing Sjin helpless clinging on to him.

Both of them were stunned at how romantically cliche that was. They hated each other, they bonded over a common enemy, they kissed, and they suddenly found the other extremely attractive. Sjin was amazed at how softly and gently Ross kissed, yet how amazing it felt, being he was used to lust and one night stand sort of things.

~~~

"So... You will come back, right," Sjin asked hopefully.

"Yeah... eventually I mean. I just, the guys can't know about this. How weird would it be if I came back to build something with you, when just yesterday I hated you," Ross replied sadly, he had a point though.

"O-okay. I um... thanks for not hating me anymore," Sjin said awkwardly, looking at his muddy farmer boots. Ross stared at the man sadly, he didn't want to leave no. He was lucky that it was an easy trek to get here, and Sjin could always sneak over to Hat Corp every once and awhie right?

"No problem, same to you," Ross smiled, setting a comfortable hand on Sjin's cheek, stroking it softly.

The touch scent a weird sensation through his body. It was almost like fire, starting off slowly then all of the suddenly everywhere, out of control.

"It is going to be hard," Sjin admitted, a deep red color on his cheeks.

"Me too. I will be back soon," Ross smiled, and with that left a soft lingering kiss on Sjin's forehead, before flying off back to Hat Corp.

Sjin could only stand still, savoring his touch. The small kiss only making him hungrier for Ross, instead of holding him over until the next time they saw each other. That could be weeks, months eve. The farmer wasn't sure how long he would last, and as the hot day slowly began to cool off, and the moon appeared, did he realize how bored he was. Ross gave him a new sense of companionship. Not boss, or coworker, or teacher, but a friend... maybe even more.

Soon enough Sjin found himself sitting on the roof of the farm house, watching the moon and stars. How could hate turn to a craving for love so quickly? For the touch, the feel of his skin on his. How he craved to have his lips upon his, the passion there equally with the lust, feeding his hunger slowly. The pleasureful feeling of Ross... he suddenly wondered if it was bad having these thoughts. Did one kiss really mean anything?

"Ahem," he heard a familar voice behind him. The farmer turned and smiled at Ross, who was standing on the roof behind him.

"Back already," Sjin asked, patting the roof next to him, holding himself back from pouncing Ross.

"Yeah... turns out... Smiffy and Trott have a thing... and they were having a bit of fun whilst I was gone," Ross chuckled, lazily wrapping his arm around Sjin and pulling him into his side.

"Oh god, I could only imagine how that would work," Sjin laughed, despite the horrifying images of Smiffy's alien way of having sex with Trott, a man who wears a walrus hat. (Shhh. I know it doesn't make sense I know just shhh. This isn't Troffy.)

"Eww. Ugh, how would that even augh," Ross coughed, half from laughing and half from being disgusted by that thought.

"But um, it got me thinking... if they could do that... can't we," Ross whispered seductively into Sjin's ear, a smirk creeping onto his face.

"I have a confession to make. When I said you couldn't turn me on this morning... I was lying," Sjin whispered back, enjoying the feeling of being pressed into Ross.

"Yeah... I was lying too," Ross whispered, grabbing the farmers face and turning his face to the right.

"The things I've wanted to do to you," Sjin whispered, puffing hot breaths onto Ross's neck, making him shiver.

"That, may have been the sexiest thing I have heard you say, Sjin," Ross whispered, placing a soft kiss upon the others ear lobe.

"We will just have to see, huh Ross," Sjin gasped, wrapping his arms around Ross's neck as the other began placing light kisses on the farmer's neck.

Ross began getting harder and harder with the kisses. Going from small pecks to sucking and swirling his tongue around in different places, waiting for Sjin to let out a moan telling him he had found the right place.

Getting lower down on his neck, and making his way right, his kisses became more intense, making Sjin gasp every now and then. When Ross finally found the right spot, in the little crook under the neck, Sjin let out a loud moan, bringing a sense of hunger to Ross's ears more intense then before. Wanting to drag those sounds from Sjin, wanting to make him pant and scream his name in pleasure.

Ross bit down in that place, softly, but hard enough to produce a small yelp from Sjin. He sucked on the sensitive skin, swirling his tongue around the area, claiming Sjin as his and his only. Ross pulled awAy after awhile, using the moonlight to admire his work, a large bruise on Sjin's neck.

"Sorry about that," Ross whispered, placing a light kiss on Sjin's lips. He pulled away to stare into Sjin's dark eyes and smiled, seeing the way his eyes were dark with lust, but equally bright with passion.

Sjin pulled Ross back into a kiss. The familiar feeling of chapped textured lips against smooth, moist ones. Alone with the feeling of their facial hair surrounding there lips against each other's skin. The kiss was desperate, Sjin obviously wanting something from the other, and Ross wanting the same thing.

Ross firmly grasped Sjin's shoulders and slowly leaned him back onto the roof. He brought one leg over the farmer, sitting right on his hips, and leaned down to share another long breathless kiss. There lips moved in sync, as if made to fit together like puzzles pieces, or work together to produce perfect friction.

Ross ran his tongue over Sjin's moist lips, tasting the berry flavor of whatever Chapstick Sjin used. Sjin immediately obliged to the tongue, allowing it to wiggle into his mouth, exploring every part of it and claiming it as it's own. He enjoyed every minute of it, the pleasure of his mouth be if massaged gently, but lustfully at the same time, this obviously going to lead to something more.

At this time, his pants, especially his crotch section, had become quite uncomfortable and tight. His member straining against his boxer-briefs and denim overalls. Sjin also couldn't ignore Ross's hardening member against his upper thigh, which he had rolled against Sjin every so often, earning a small gasp.

Sjin rolled his hips upwards, creating a wonderful friction, resulting in a gasp and low moan from Ross. His voice had become more noticeably deeper and raspier, sounding extremely sexy to Sjin.

The lighter brunette moved his hands to tangle into Ross's messy hair, whilst he grinding his crotch upwards against the other's, making wonderful sounds emit from both of their mouths. "F-Fuck Sjin. I want to be inside of- ooooh god," Ross could barely finish his sentence after a sharp tug of his hair and a long and forceful roll of the hips against his own hardened member.

"Maybe we should take it inside," Sjin panted against Ross's lips. Ross nodded in agreement, sitting up and making eye contact with Sjin.

The farmer's hair was slightly messy in the back from a being up against the roof, and his face was red with a thin layer of sweat covering him. Ross looked just about the same, messy hair and sweaty. This looked incredibly sexy to both of them, and they were both extremely excited for what would happen inside the bedroom.

They climbed through the window quickly, and Ross being the first inside decided to push the two indivisible beds together, to create a bigger area for the two to enjoy themselves.

He ran back over to Sjin, who had just got inside, and picked him up bridal style. This resulted in a yelp from the shorter man, which was quickly swallowed by Ross's mouth.

Ross carefully laid the lighter brunette down, and stared down at his whole body. He was quiet muscular and was the only man he knew who could make a overalls look sexy. Ross licked his lips, as he began unwrapping the other man.

He unclasped the straps of the denim, and slowly slid it down Sjin's body leaving him in a T-shirt and boxer-briefs. The T-shirt was right on Sjin, showing off all the muscle he got from working in the farm, and his boxers had an unmistakable tent in them.

Before he could be undressed anymore, Sjin reached up and unbuttoned Ross's suit, throwing it to the side, exposing his white undershirt and red tie. Sjin pulled Ross in for a kiss by the tie, lightly nipping his bottom lip making him groan quietly.

Sjin kissed him with lust and passion while removing the buttons on his shirt with skilled fingers. His fingers working nimbly whilst his mouth distracted the dark haired man who was growing impatient with undressing.

Finally after getting it off, Ross practically jumped Sjin, dominating him in a kiss. Sjin ran his fingers down Trotts chest and sides, outlining many the muscles of his chest. "How about that shirt goes too, Sjin," Ross asked after awhile.

Sjin nodded and slipped it off, tracing his hands down the crotch Ross's pants, making him grown. "Jesus Sjin, take em off," Ross groaned impatiently.

Sjin chuckled, amused at how badly Ross wanted it. Then again, he wanted it too. Sjin slid the slacks down his muscly legs and moaned at the sight of Ross's tent.

"Someone's excited," Sjin mumbled, unsure of how else to react to that besides stroking it.

"You are two," Ross whispered seductively, pushing his palm against Sjin's bulge making the farmer groan. The pleasure was amazing, five times better than some one night stand.

Ross slowly pulled down Sjin's boxers and then his own. He kissed down Sjin's chest as his finger circled the tense ring of muscles. "You ready," Ross asked, licking Sjin's earlobe.

Sjin was out of words, so his only reply was a low moan, his voice much deeper than his usual tone. With that Ross slowly entered a finger, wet with saliva, resulting in a groan from Sjin.

Sjin began thinking about how long ago he had had sex? A month? Two? Maybe three? He has been so busy at the farm, that he hasn't even bothered hitting up the villager ladies, or men for that matter. In fact, all the times he has bad sex with a man he has topped, except for once of course. Should he mention it to Ross?

Sjin felt the second finger enter and almost screamed in pain, but it only came out as a yelp. "Haven't-bottomed-before," Sjin panted.

"Oh you haven't? I'm sorry, baby," Ross whispered in his ear gently. He trailed soft kissed down his neck and chest whilst moving his fingers around the tight ring of muscles. He scissored them, making Sjin groan in slight pain.

Ross spit into his hand and rubbed himself, making him groan in pleasure. He positioned himself at Sjin's entrance," You ready?"

Sjin could only nod, as Ross slowly pushed in the tip. Sjin yelped and grabbed onto Ross's shoulders, sinking his nails into his flesh. Ross groaned at the feeling of not only the scratches, but the tight muscle squeezing around his member.

"Sjin, relax," Ross commanded sternly, but followed that up with soft kisses down the neck. Sjin took deep breaths, Ross was only halfway in, and it hurt like hell.

As he finally relaxed, Ross was able to push all the way in, and he waited, not so patiently, for Sjin's approval to start moving. Ross couldn't ignore the tight heat around himself, and he throbbed, wanting to thrust so badly.

Sjin adjusted himself, slowly getting used to the feeling of being filled. As he did, the pain turned to pleasure, and he gave a small nod of approval.

With that Ross thrusted his hips, making Sjin groan at the slight pain that had returned, but also the pleasure that came with it.

Ross thrusted in a rhythm, enjoying the feeling of Sjin around him. "Tight," Ross managed to get out between pants, making Sjin blush. Another thrust, at the perfect angle, made Sjin scream in pleasure, throwing his head back in ecstasy.

"There," Sjin whimpered, and without any other instruction Ross thrusted hard into the same spot, hitting the nerve with every thrust.

Sjin saw stars, the pleasure he went through was immense, and to think he hated this guy yesterday. And as the thrusts became harder and faster, both men found themselves getting closer to their climax.

Ross brought his hand to Sjin's member, stroking it softly, then taking the hole thing into his hand. "F-fuck ROSS," Sjin moaned loudly in a deep and raspy voice. This was like a second wind to Ross, and he thrusted harder then ever, wanting to reach both of their sweet climaxes.

"ROSS, AH," Sjin practically screamed in pleasure as he came into Ross's hand. The sound was music to Ross's ears, and with three more thrusts he was done as well.

He placed a gentle and tiredkiss onto Sjin's lips, pulling out and laying besides him. "Damn. To think I hated you yesterday," Ross whispered into the farmers ear, pulling the blanket over him. Sjin responded with a passionate kiss, showing every emotion into it. Ross chuckled, and Sjin just curled up against Ross's bare chest. He fit perfectly there.

~~~

"Fuck Smiff, you think you coulda been harder," Trott complained. His back was extremely sore after there activities last night.

"Sorry mate. Kept screaming HARDER HARDER, so... Ya get what you ask for," Smiff smirked, giving his lover a quick kiss on the cheek as they approached the farm.

"I guess they found the cure... ROSS SJIN WHERE ARE YOU," Trott yelled. Smiffy and Trott were both surprised that Ross hadn't come back this morning as soon as possible.

"Five gold say they fucked," Smiff laughed, holding five ingots in his hand.

"Your completely insane. They hate each other. Five bucks they killed each other, or at least beat each other up," Trott laughed, flashing the five gold ingot he was carrying.

"Deal. That gold shall be mine," Smiff laughed, approaching the farm house and knocking on the door.

They waited a good five minutes, before opening the door and wandering upstairs. At the sight of both men in the buff, cuddling up together under the covers, Smiffy laughed. "Pay off Trott," he yelled laughing.

"Shut up, you might wake them," Trott whispered, handing over the five gold.

"Good. WAKE UP YOU LOVERS," Smiff yelled at the confused men.

Sjin rubbed his eyes groggily, and looked towards the green man and the walrus man at the end of their bed. "OH SHIT," Sjin yelled, pulling the covers up more to cover himself.

Ross sat up a concerned look," What's wrong?" Sjin pointed towards his fiends and Ross yelled, covering himself in the blankets as well.

"What the hell," Ross yelled, glaring daggers at his friends.

"Time to go home, loverboy," Trott grumbled, stomping downstairs upset that he lost five gold. The only bruises the two had were love bites.

"I called it, by the way. Bye Sjin, see you in a bit Ross," Smiff laughed, walking downstairs to meet up with Trott.

Sjin groaned into his pillow," I fucking hate you."

"I know. I hate you too," Ross laughed, kissing the others forehead.

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THREEE DAYS TO WRITE THREE DAYS! ITS SOOO LONG I AM PRETTY SURE THE LONGEST CHAPTER IVE EVER WRITTEN. I HOPE THE SMUT WAS ALRIGHT, IF IT WASNT SORRY I WARNED YOU. Anyway love you and I'll see you later byyyeeee