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A Sweet Aftermath	By : Bad_Dog_Tricks Category: +S through Z > Wreck-It Ralph Views: 5560 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A Sweet Aftermath
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After Vanellope's crowning as Princess and game ruler, the Sugar Rush characters had all retreated to their separate kingdoms, with a promise to meet up at the castle the next day after the arcade closed to implement 'some changes'. Rancis and Gloyd's kingdoms were quite close to each other, and so Rancis was not too surprised when Gloyd turned up at his doorstep later that night. He had been considering talking to Gloyd anyway...this just made it easier.
“Come in, c'mon,” Rancis said, ushering an uncharacteristically silent Gloyd in. He led Gloyd up to his private chambers, away from his curious castle staff. They meant well, but they were just as uneasy about the 'changes' President Vanellope wanted to implement as the racers were – and it wouldn't do to have them listen in on his and Gloyd's conversation, whatever it might be.
He motioned for Gloyd to sit on the couches in his bedchamber, and watched as the orange plopped down and put his chin in his hands, staring into space. Rancis sat on the couch next to his fellow racer, uncertain what to do or say.
“So...I can bet I know what's on your mind,” he said with a forced smile. Gloyd didn't look up.
“I understand. I'm really nervous about tomorrow too.” No response.
“I know how you feel, Gloyd,” he said, putting a hand on Gloyd's knee.
Gloyd finally looked up, startled into the here-and-now at the contact. He took a deep breath and sighed heavily.
“Rancis, I don't know. I'm scared, for me, for my kingdom, for all our kingdoms - “ he cut himself off, looking away.
“I know. Me, too,” replied Rancis, squeezing Gloyd's knee. “Tell me what's bothering you. I bet I'm worried about the same things. We can talk about it, you know?” Gloyd bit his lip.
“Come on, Gloyd. You trust me, right? If we talk about anything, I promise it's not getting back to our new 'President' or 'Princess' or … whatever she is. It stays with us, okay? Come on, what's scaring you so badly?”
Gloyd took another deep breath, pressing his mouth into a tight line, clearly steeling himself. Then it all came out in a rush.
“It's YOU, okay? I'm scared for YOU, Rancis. And I don't worry about the candy people, she's got no reason to hate them, but you bullied her, and she hates you! She was gonna execute you!”
“She was joking,” interrupted Rancis.
“But what if she wasn't?! She could throw you in the Fungeon, and I'd never see you aga-” Gloyd hurriedly cut himself off.
“You'd never see me again? She has to keep me in-game, I'm a favorite racer. Heck, we're two of three boys in the game at all, she HAS to keep me in-game if she wants boys to play it. We're always going to be racing together, don't worry!” Rancis argued, trying to talk sense into Gloyd, who was getting more worked up by the minute.
“It's not racing you I'm worried about! It's not the race at all, Rancis!” Gloyd shouted, red-cheeked with effort – and then immediately threw both hands over his mouth, eyes wide.
“If...if it's not the race, then what are you worried about, Gloyd?” Rancis asked, confused. His confusion mounted as he watched Gloyd drop his hands and give him a look of pure frustration. He held up his hands in a pacifying gesture.
“Hey, whoa, Gloyd, I don't mean to pry, I just – hey!” Gloyd pounced on him, knocking him over, grabbing his hands and shoving them over his head. He wrestled a struggling Rancis down until they were laid out on the couch cushions, Gloyd with his legs around Rancis' middle and his hands clenched over Rancis' wrists, breathing heavily, face inches from Rancis' nose. Rancis opened his mouth to protest, and -
And Gloyd shoved his tongue into Rancis' mouth.
'Oh,' was all Rancis could think as Gloyd kissed him hungrily. He pulled back, panting, still holding Rancis in place.
“Do you get it now?” he asked.
“I...” Rancis started to say, and trailed off. Okay, so it was a surprise – but it was a nice one. Gloyd had always been one of his favorite racers, never a sore loser or a smug winner, no nasty tricks on the tracks; and to think that one of the racers he respected most had these kinds of feelings for him? It was a bit overwhelming...but nice. Definitely nice. A naughty grin spread over Rancis' features.
“I'm not sure I get it, Gloyd. Care to tell me again?”
Gloyd grinned in return and dove in for a second round of kisses, which Rancis enthusiastically responded to. By the time they broke for breath, both boys were unashamedly rubbing their erections on each other – Rancis against Gloyd's rear, Gloyd against Rancis' flat stomach.
“So,” Rancis said, “Are you going to hold me down all night, or do I get to touch you, too?”
Gloyd laughed, and let Rancis up, who immediately looked over to the large bed in the center of the bedchamber.
“Want a little more room to play?” he asked, motioning to it.
“Race you,” Gloyd replied, running for the bed. Rancis beat him, but only by a hair, and Gloyd jumped up on the bed after him, wrestling him down again.
“But I beat you! I get to claim a prize,” Rancis protested.
“What prize?” asked Gloyd.
“I get to be on top,” he said, shoving against the bed and flipping Gloyd over, who didn't fight back. Rancis sat up, straddling Gloyd's hips, and grabbed the bottom of Gloyd's shirt, tugging it up over his head.
“No fair!” Gloyd grumbled playfully, pulling at Rancis' top; Rancis let Gloyd strip him, but recaptured his hands once he was clear of his shirt.
Bending down, Rancis skillfully avoided Gloyd's mouth and started kissing his neck, moving slowly downward across the boy's chest. He slowly dragged his tongue across one nipple, watching for a reaction – Gloyd's eyes snapped open and his hips thrust upward, digging his stiff cock into the soft flesh of Rancis' bottom. Rancis wriggled back against the intruding member and swiftly attacked the other nipple, switching between the two until Gloyd's breathing got erratic and they were grinding hard against each other. He sat back up, releasing Gloyd's hands.
“I – I haven't done this before,” Gloyd said timidly. “I really want to, but I don't know.” Rancis shrugged.
“Me either,” he admitted. “I guess we'll just have to get more comfortable and see what feels good, right?” He rolled off of Gloyd, smiled shyly, and slipped out of his pants and shoes. Gloyd watched, eyes wide, and then hurriedly shucked his clothes off, tossing them off the bed.
Gingerly he reached out and touched Rancis' chest, running his fingertips over Rancis' nipples. Rancis sighed and bit his lip. Encouraged, Gloyd scooted closer, until both boys were laying facing each other, each propped up on one elbow. The gentle touches on his nipples were driving Rancis crazy, and finally he reached over and pulled Gloyd close, kissing him. Both boys gasped in unison as their cocks bumped into one another, shying away at the contact.
“That almost...hurt?” panted Gloyd, confused.
“Yeah,” agreed Rancis. “What should we do?”
“Maybe...” Gloyd trailed off, unsure. Rancis made an encouraging noise.
“Maybe, uh, we could use our mouths?”
This sounded like quite a good idea to Rancis, and after a little re-arranging, he found himself staring at Gloyd's prick, stiff, leaking, and inches from his face. It reminded Rancis of the thick swirled lollipops that grew in some of the game levels...and there was only one way to find out how a lollipop tasted. He tentatively stuck out his tongue and licked the underside of Gloyd's shaft, earning a startled noise from the other boy – and a copycat lick of his own.
Rancis inhaled in surprise at how good a simple lick felt, and returned in earnest to tonguing Gloyd, licking anywhere he could reach. There was a pause, and then a flurry of answering licks that shook Rancis' concentration. He took a deep breath, slowing himself down – he had to think. If just his tongue felt that good, what about the rest of his mouth? Opening wide, he inched his mouth down over Gloyd's hardness until his lips hit the base. Gloyd moaned and followed suit, and Rancis managed a moan of his own, muffled around the length in his mouth. Then Gloyd started moving his mouth up and down on Rancis' cock - and for a moment, Rancis could only lay there, stunned at how good it felt. Gloyd's mouth was hot, wet, and his lips were so tight around Rancis' shaft; it all felt so amazing! There was no way he could last. He had to distract himself.
He shoved his head forward, taking as much of Gloyd in his mouth as deep as he could, Gloyd's cockhead brushing the back of his throat. The warm, slick mouth on his cock faltered for a moment, then doubled the pace. Rancis pulled his head back, then slowly sucked Gloyd in, inch by inch, as Gloyd thrust his mouth faster and faster on Rancis' shaft, each boy racing to get the other off first. As Gloyd's thick head hit the back of his throat again, he cried out, pulling away.
“Rancis, I'm – I'm gonna - “ Gloyd panted, looking down at him. Rancis smiled around the shaft stretching his lips and sucked harder, feeling Gloyd shudder. Gloyd's cock twitched once, twice, then shot off, pumping thick cum into Rancis' mouth. It was surprisingly sweet, and he swallowed it happily, laughing to himself in his head that he had won their little contest. That mental laughter quit abruptly as Gloyd's mouth slipped down onto his still-hard prick, trying desperately to get him off even as he was coming. The frenzied sucking was overpowering, and Rancis couldn't stop his hips from jerking forward, shoving his cock further into Gloyd's mouth as he came, shooting his load straight down Gloyd's throat. Gloyd sputtered for a split second, then swallowed greedily, not missing a drop.
The boys fell away from each other, laying head to tail on their backs on the bed, breathing hard. Gloyd slowly sat up, scooting close to Rancis.
“Do you get it now?” he asked, looking down at him.
“I think I get it,” Rancis laughed, pulling Gloyd down to the bed beside him. “And I'm not going anywhere.”
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