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Robbie gasped the longest breath as the wind was knocked completely out of him, hitting the wall and barely being able to fall to his knees instead of rag-dolling on the ground. His assailant didn’t even give him enough time to recover as he felt a thick tendril wrap itself around his torso and pull him towards the other. 

“G-god! You’re supposed to make it look convincing, not beat me to death!” Robbie gritted under his breath as he came face to face with Clyde, his face showing no remorse which unnerved Robbie as he felt the other’s tendrils wrap more around each limb. 

“You’re going to get hurt if you want it to be convincing,” Clyde rolled his eyes, looking the hero up and down as he circled his prey. “You can’t go out unscathed by a villain who contrasts your power completely, people will get suspicious.” 

Robbie glared at Clyde, ready to quip back at him, until he felt a particularly handsy tentacle feel up his ass. He squeaked as he wriggled in the grasp of his nemesis, hoping and praying that his cheeks wouldn’t flush from the tentacle quickly slipping into his pants. 

“Hey! What are you doing?! We’re in public, and on camera!” He panicked, feeling a million eyes on his very skin as the tendril made its way to his hole, pushing and sliding against it playfully while Clyde stopped in front of Robbie and just looked at him, an expression of smug joy barely noticeable to anyone else but Robbie. 

“I think I covered it up just enough so that no one would notice, now’s your part to try not to enjoy yourself too much.” Clyde warned, the tentacle sliding even further forward to wrapping itself around Robbie’s dick, the very tip of his tentacle pressing against Robbie’s urethra and teasing it. It was far too big to fit inside, but pressing against it would encourage pre-cum to leak out when it pulled back after a second, Clyde at least knew that much. 

“My my, you’re eager today.. Was it something I did?” Clyde smirked as he took in his handiwork. He watched Robbie try to play it cool and try not to react to the stimulation happening to him, soft gasps and moans slipping out here and there. “God, I wish I could just fuck you right here, make you scream for me, even.” 

“Shut, ahhh, sh-shut up! Let me go, you asshole!” Robbie kicked his legs around as he felt the tentacle teasing him rub its suction cups against him, creating a pleasant sensation against his shaft. “Don’t—ah, don’t do that! People will notice!”

Clyde chuckled, “that’s on you if they notice, I’m not doing anything, I’m just…” he glanced around at all the cameras and faces from his tentacle circle and got closer to Robbie, squish-grabbing him by the face and pulling him closer so he could whisper in his ear. “Preparing my food for play is all.”

Clyde then released Robbie of all his tendrils and threw him to the ground in a dusty cloud, Robbie choking on his breath as Clyde stood back and secured the grip on his stolen goods again before he caught Robbie’s eyes again and mouthed. “See ya at home, sweet cheeks~”

Robbie wiped the dirt off his face as Clyde booked it, running off with thousands of dollars to god knows where, because he doesn’t bring home anything he steals. 

“God.. damnit.” Robbie sighed, falling to the ground as a crowd of people formed around him in either worry, anger, or disappointment. He would’ve listened to the cries of the people and chased after Hydrus, but he definitely wasn’t willing to do it with a hard-on.

It would be a hassle to get home in the condition he was in, which made Clyde all the more happy. 

Robbie slammed the door open, reverberating against the wall and denting it. He would’ve cared if he wasn’t broiling with fury, his face red not only from his anger, but from the lingering arousal that immediately came back as soon as he laid eyes on his villain-for-hire. Clyde turned around in his chair and smiled, his hand on his cheek and his foot spinning him playfully around. 

“Took you long enough,” Clyde whined, a coy lilt in his voice as he feigned a look of woe. “It was torture waiting for you to come home, I was starting to get worried! And I was getting so restless.”

He then saw Robbie’s crotch start to perk back up. “Oh my, have you not taken care of yourself yet? What a shame, I’ve already handled mine; you’ll have to do the same about yours.” 

Robbie growled, hiding his crotch as the embarrassment crept further down his bust in a tomato red. “You sick bastard! That was so fucked up, we could’ve gotten caught! And I am not your stupid plaything! You work for me. This arrangement was added on a whim, at best.”

“You complain about our escapades, but I provide you with results.” Clyde turned on his phone and held it out to Robbie. “You’re trending now, you know. Seems like our little fight got you on social media sites everywhere. Me as well, but your little “failure” has garnered you attention. People seem to like it when you fail to catch me, I guess.” 

Robbie took the phone and scrolled through each article, then each trending tag, he hit the top in America on Twitter. He would’ve been happy about that, but there was one problem. 

“They found us out?!” Robbie shrieked, sinking to the floor with his hands in shame. From what Robbie saw was that people were shipping them together, pictures of them together earlier that day flooded the trending page, and Robbie thought that meant they found out what really happened. 

“They did not—“ Clyde was about to correct him when he saw something that made him smile widely. He stood from his chair and looked at Robbie’s crotch, the once slightly hard tent in his pants now prominent and twitching. “And, so.. what if they did?” 

“‘What if they did?’” Robbie parroted, tears at his eyes as he blushed profusely. “My persona as a hero is ruined! I’ll be a laughing stock!” 

“You don’t seem to mind that, though,” Clyde remarked, kicking Robbie in his chest and then moving his boot down towards his groin. “Oh my, you’re so hard. Are you getting off from this? People finding out about your public perversion?” 

Robbie gulped and tried to get up, yielding when Clyde pressed harder into his crotch. He choked out in a small voice, “th-this isn’t what it looks like, I swear.” 

“Oh? Then why, pray tell..” Clyde’s tentacles slithered out from his shoulder blades to restrain Robbie once more, licking his lips as he took in the sight and feeling of appendages undoing Robbie’s pants, wrapping around his throbbing cock. “Why are you this hard, and dripping with pre-cum?” 

Robbie gasped, struggling against the tentacles with little success. He tried to look away to avoid eye contact, but Clyde had forced Robbie’s head up to look at him, a wicked smirk across the other’s face. His cock was once again prodded with suction cups against his shaft, gripping him and pulling away with soft little pops. “Ahhhh! Don’t do that! It feels weird!” 

“Oh shut up, you love it.” Clyde chuckled as he continued, wrapping his tentacles harder around Robbie’s cock and clinging to it, then pulling off his suction cups once more, making Robbie yelp in what seemed to be pain, although his cock twitched in delight. “God you’re such a pervert, they deserve to see you like this. A whining bitch fits you so well.” 

“No, please! Don’t s-say that!” Robbie cried, shutting his eyes as he moaned out in pleasure. Despite his words, he felt like he was on the brink of climax. It hurt so good, he could hardly contain himself as his voice got louder. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Clyde had pulled out his phone and started to record him. “What are you doing?! Don’t record this!” 

“I’m just giving the world what they want,” Clyde snickered. “You’re sure to get the attention you really wanted now.” 

“No! Wait, I can’t—AH!” Robbie yelled as Clyde dragged him onto the desk, pulling out his own dick and stroking it with his own tentacle to make it wet. “Please, Clyde! I can’t be seen like this! I’ll-I’ll..!” 

“You’ll what? You’ll cum?” Clyde almost forgot about Robbie’s pants, but luckily he had some adrenaline in him that he ripped them in half, nearly dropping his phone in the process. “I can’t let you do that yet, I haven’t had any fun yet. Unless you wanna be overly sensitive while I’m fucking your brains out.” 

“What do you—“ Robbie squeaked as a tentacle poked into his urethra once again, and then Clyde eased a tentacle inside of Robbie’s ass, the wet tendril wriggling itself around gently and threatening to reach deeper. “Aahhhhhhfuuuck! That feels weird, you asshole! Fuck!” 

“You’re such a whiner.” Clyde rolled his eyes as he felt inside of Robbie, pushing his tentacle deeper and poking for a certain spot, finding a little bump that he immediately pressed into, clinging to it with his suction cups and refusing to let go until it drove a reaction from Robbie. 

Which it did, Robbie arched his back as he let a lewd moan slip from his lips, wanting so badly to cover his mouth but only struggling harder against the tentacles restraining him. “Ahh, ahh! Not there! Not—fuck!” 

He bit his tongue to stifle any more noises, focusing on keeping his voice down as best as possible to make this less entertaining. Clyde noticed this and squeezed all of his tentacles around Robbie tightly, a soft wheezing mewl squeaked from his lungs.

“You think you’re slick, huh?” Clyde sneered, pushing it deeper and slithering a few more around Robbie’s neck, poking and prodding at his mouth until he opened his mouth, slipping themselves inside and holding his mouth open to let out loud unholy noises. “I’ll humiliate you in front of your new fans if you don’t scream for me.”

“AAH, AAAHH!” Robbie did as he was told, his voice quickly growing hoarse as he gave in to the torturous pleasure. Clyde smiled devilishly, giving Robbie one more thrust with the tentacle before slipping it out, in place of it Clyde pressed his cock against his hole and entered. He decided to be nice and leg go of Robbie’s mouth, but still kept it at his cheek in case he forgot his threat. “Ahhhhh, fuck!” 

“God that feels so tight.” Clyde sighed, idling inside of Robbie for a moment. He looked at his craftsmanship, adoring the moaning, crying mess of a man under him before he pulled back and slowly started to thrust his hips, assuming a slow arduous pace that sent chills up both their spines, Robbie crying out harder as he longed for more, arching his back fervently. Clyde cooed in a low voice, “you’re so cute, taking all of this in stride. It’s amazing you haven’t cum yet.” 

Robbie’s body was on fire, his senses had been overwhelmingly set off at every inch of skin. His mind had gone blank and his tongue was hanging open, his eyes rolling up and head was still forced into a forward position at the unmerciful hands of Clyde and his new perverted fans. Just thinking that people were watching him get off to such debauchery was sending signals of twisting pleasure into the pits of his stomach, it almost made him nauseous how good it felt. 

“Ahhh, fuck! Fuck-ING—Clyde! Clyde!” Robbie screamed as he was fucked, his captor’s thrusts becoming painfully slow but very hard against his ass. He would succumb to this shamelessly as he grew weaker to the euphoria. “Please, f-faster! Go ahh, go faster, for god sakes! Ah!” 

“Ooh, faster?” Clyde groaned, lifting up Robbie’s legs with his tentacles and holding them up by his knees, opening him up for a better view, and for deeper access. “Anything for a good boy like you.” 

“AHHH! Don’t! Please!” Robbie sobbed, tears pouring down his cheeks as he was treated to a faster, much wilder pace. He could barely contain his enjoyment, his voice coming out with every thrust. “Don’t call me that! Not-ahh! Ah-while they watch! Fuck!” 

“Why not?” Clyde asked, he would’ve laughed if he wasn’t in the throes of pleasure. “You’re being such a good boy, taking all of me, I think you deserve a reward, even.” 

“Wh-what do you—FUCK! AHHH!” Robbie yelled as a tentacle slipped in his ass with Clyde’s cock, thrusting much deeper and sticking to his walls with their suction cups. 

He couldn’t go on any longer, his whole body was an entire erogenous zone at this point. “It’s too much! Ahhhh, I’m gonna cum, Clyde! Please, AHHHHH, WAIT!”

It suddenly became all too much for Robbie that even if Clyde tried to stop, it was already too late. Robbie screamed a shrill moan as he came, the tentacle at his urethra blocking the exit for his cum and sending it back into his body, particularly his bladder. 

He felt it all happen at once, and then he shook violently in Clyde’s arms. Clyde looked on in shock as he felt Robbie tighten around him so tightly that he almost couldn’t move anymore. Clyde was experiencing Robbie’s otherworldly climax as well, it was threatening to milk him for all his worth, and he joined right after, filling Robbie’s ass with cum until it leaked out. 

Once Robbie had finished, he fell limp on Clyde’s desk, whimpering quietly with a listless expression on his face. Clyde was still hungry for more, but he may have gone too far with all his little tricks. He had to admit though, Robbie looked so damn sexy cumming like that. He’d at least give him a breather before they went at it again, but with much more tame sex. He’d commit such a sexy face to memory. 

When Robbie woke up, he was immediately met with intense pain everywhere in his body. What he thought he was laying upon was Clyde’s desk was actually replaced by a plush bed, what seemed to be his bed, covered in a light blanket. 

“Wh-what happened…?” He groaned, too weak to lift any of his body weight, but just enough to turn his head to the side to see Clyde sleeping next to him. He immediately remembered everything that happened, a deep red blush flourishing on his cheeks as he thought of every second. 

He squeaked in shame, wanting so bad to sink into his sheets and disappear from the world. He’d been found out, everyone knew he was a pervert who loved Clyde’s tentacles. He wasn’t going to live it down, no one would take him seriously, and his hero name would be slandered until he was forced out of the business. 

“You alright? You’re getting kinda loud.” Clyde looked at Robbie with a concerned look on his face. 

“What is wrong with you.” Robbie didn’t have the strength to yell, his voice was too hoarse from how loud he was from before. Tears gathered in his eyes as he thought about it further. “You live-streamed us having sex you asshole. I’m gonna be a laughing stock.” 

“Oh, no I didn’t.” Clyde said as he sat up, picking up his phone from the nightstand on his side. “I did record it, but I didn’t live stream it.” 

“Why did you record it?! Ow..” Robbie groaned in regret for getting loud, gulping deeply to hopelessly soothe his throat. It somewhat made it worse.

“I had to be somewhat convincing.” Clyde smirked devilishly. “Plus I get to see your incredibly sexy face every time I jack off now.”

Robbie could’ve passed out again with how much blood rushed to his face in embarrassment. Clyde smiled and looked at his phone, quietly playing the video over and over again. 

“Y’know.. I’m still kinda riled up,” Clyde mused, leaning closer to Robbie. “Do you.. wanna go again? We can leave out the tentacles.” 

It would’ve looked like Clyde suggested cult activity, but Robbie was seriously mulling it over before he spoke. 

“Bring me some water and painkillers,” Robbie said, finally lifting himself up with a pained groan. “And.. we can keep the tentacles.” 

Clyde’s eyes widened and he immediately ran for the bathroom cabinet, eager to start their romp once more.