the clouds

𖤐✰✩✪✫✬✭✯✤

among us segs💀

“Hey,” Red 📛 mumbled 🐕, standing 🕴🏻 behind 👟 Cyan as he ⚖👥 tried 👀 to tap 🚱 two ✌ differently 🧲 coloured 🌈💫 wires 📞 together 👥.

Cyan didn’t turn ↪, but 🤔 nodded 😔 in acknowledgement 🙋‍♂️. “Hey yourself.”

He 👥 was engrossed enough 💦 in his 💦 task ❗ to not feel 😜 Red’s arms 💪 slip 🤦‍♂️🍌🏃 around 🔃 his 💦👅 body 💃 and press 😥 his 💦 hands 👋 onto 🐦 his 💦 ribs 🍖, and he 👥 didn’t notice 👀, not until Red 👹 gently 👅 took 👫 the zipper 🤐 at his 💦 collarbone and started 💢 pulling 🐙☝ it down ⬇.

And as well 😤 as that, Red’s helmet ⛑🐟 was similar 👱 to a gas 😤 mask ‼😷, so Cyan could feel 😜 his 💦 warm 🔥 breath 💨 against 😈 his 💦 neck 🧣, and it made 👑 him 👨 shiver ❄.

“... Ok 👌, what are you 👉 doing.”

“Mmh. Nothing.”

As he 👨 started 💢 to register 🙏🏻📝 what was happening 😱, Cyan thought 💭 about 🤔 fighting 🥋🥊 back 🔙🔃, but 🍑👉 then he 👨 realised 🗣 how badly 📉🔘 he 👨🏼👤 actually 🤔 wanted 😍- no 🚫, needed 😫 this.

I 👁 mean 😏, come 💦😩🍆 on 🔛, they’d all 💯 been on 🔛 the same ship 🚢😂👌 for seven 🔥 weeks 📅, and Cyan wasn’t desperate 😭😥 enough 😼😈💦 to wanna 🙈 touch 👈😍 them (except 😮 sometimes 🕒 he’d come 💦 in his 👋 pants 👖 like 👍 some sort 🗃🗂 of teenager 👦 reading 📖 Demetri comments 💬 on 🔛 Reddit 👽 whenever 🏪 he 👨 thought 🤔 too much 🔥 about 💦 Red 👹).

Besides 🚫, Cyan did find 👀 Red 🔴 kind 🙁 of hot 🔥, and he 👥👧🏾👨 was pretty 👰 touch-starved-

“If you 👈 wanna 🙈 fuck 🖕 me,” Cyan huffed almost 💸 impatiently, closing 😚 the wire 📡📻 panel ☝⏹ as he 👨 finished 😅 the task 👾😡 just then and turned ↩ around 🔃 to face 😀 Red 🔴, “then just say 🗣 it.”

“Fine,” Red 📛 grunted, pinning 👀 Cyan to the wall 🧱🎶🎵. “I wanna 🙈 fuck 👉👌😫 you 👈↪. Hard.”

Cyan yelped 😟😫 in surprise 😱 when 🍑 Red’s tendrils grabbed ✊ his 👋 wrists ⌚ and yanked them above 🔝 his 💦 helmet ⛑.

“And I 👁 want 😍 you 👈 screaming 😱📣 for me.”

“So. Leeches-” Green 💚 began 🔘, but 🍑💦🍆 then Yellow ⚠ cut 🔪 him 👴 off 📴👋.

“We are NOT having this discussion 🤔 again.”

White ⚪ glanced across ➡ the table 🔥 and at the pair 👖, amused 😂👌. “Aw come 🚌 on 🔛, let 🙆 the man 👦 speak 🗣 - he 👨 has a point.”

“Shut up ☝, you 👈 rip-off 😠 Hitler.”

“Fight me, suka—”

He 👨 grunted as Blue 💙 gently 👅 swatted ❌ his 💦 head 🗣, frowning in annoyance 😤.

“Don’t be mean,” he 👨 mumbled 🐕. “besides, where’s Red 🔴 and Cyan? It’s spaghetti 👌 today 📆📋, and they both love 😍 it.”

“Maybe we can find 🔍 them on 🔛 the cameras?” Green 💚 suggested 🕵️‍♂️.

Then, as if in a silent 🔇 agreement 😇😳👍, everybody 👥 stood 😤😬 up ⬆, left ⬅ their plates 👿😠, and started 💢 towards 😂 the camera 📷 room 💯.

Blue 💙 went 💨 ahead 🙎 of them, entering 🚪 the room 💯 first 🥇 and turning ↩ them on 🔛-

And then surprised 😰 everybody 👴👵👨 by letting 🤗💁🏻 out some sort 🔮 of noise 🔊 of exclamation ❗.

“Er. What is it, comrade-”

The other three 3️⃣ froze ☃ as they stared 👀 up ☝ into the screen 🙌😆😘 - and watched 👀 in surprise 😱🤨 as Red 🔴 fucked 😩 Cyan into the wall 🧱🎶🎵.

They all 💯 let 🏾🙆 out a collective 🛠 ‘oh’ as Green 💚 fell 🍂 backwards 🔙 and passed 💯 out.

“O-oh fucking 🍆 h 🕑🇹🅱 e 🅱 l 🅰 l 🅰 —” Blue 🔵 covered 🍆 his 👨💦 eyes 👀 over 😳🙊💦 his 💦 helmet ⛑🐟, while Yellow 💛 continued ⏩ staring 👀, reaching 👍 down ⬇ to poke 👉 Green 💚 awake 👁.

“We- we should probably 😻 t-turn the monitor 👀 off 📴 and-”

“No.”

Blue 🔵 stared 👀 at White 🏳💅🏼, sputtering 🌋 and steaming 💦 madly 😡. “What do you 👈🏼 m e 🅱 a n 🅱❕🅰, no?”

“I mean 😏, ‘no’. This could be... Good 👍 research.”

Green ♻ finally 👆 woke 💤 up ⬆, and was blushing ☺ so hard 🍆 that you 👈 could actually 🤔 see 👁 the blush ☺ pass 💯 his 💦 helmet ⛑. “I- so we’re just gonna 👉 watch 👀 while they-”

“Fuck, that’s- kind 🙁 of hot.” Yellow 💛 whispered 🗣, shaking 🤝 a bit 😁.

So without ❌ further 😵 ado 🤪, they all 💯🌥✨ proceeded 😂 to watch 👀 the cameras 📷 without 😒🚫 hesitation 😨.

Cyan whined shamelessly 👄, body 😍 quaking with excitement 👀😃💦 as Red’s stupidly 📖🚫 long 🍆 and slimy 🤢 tongue 👅 wrapped 🎁 around 🧱🎶🎵 his 💦 length 🏠.

The scientist 🔬 almost 💸 felt 😎 ashamed 🤐😩 that he 👥 was enjoying 💞 this so much 🔥 - he 👥 used 🎶 to be one 😤 hell 🔥 of a Dom 👮🏿 before 😂, and now he 👥 was nothing 🚫 short 🚸 of a writhing 😥 bitch 🍑 under 😀 Red’s control 🎛.

Control 🎛.

The word 📓 stood 🚶 out in his 💦 mind 🤯, hands 🙊✋🏿 clenching ✊ into fists 👊 as he 👨 THOUGHT 💭 he 👨 felt 😁 teeth 😬, a heated 💥😉🚶 grunt 🤬 bubbling from his 💦 throat 😝 when 🍑⏰🕛 his 💦 ears 👂 were filled 👉👌 with the sweet 🍭 sounds 👂🔊 of Red’s own moans 😩 around 🔃 his 💦 member 📆🍇🤔.

“Oh, Red,” Cyan gasped 😫 out. “please Red 🔴❤, please-“

He 👨 already 👋 felt 😁😭 his 💦🦊 climax 😰 coming 💦 to hit 👊 him 👴 like 👍🏽 a bat 🦇 agains a baseball ⚾🏆, his 💦 cher

I SWEAR I'M IN A CALL WITH MY DAD WHILE I'M DOING THIS