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2 years ago

Victory Spoils

Mallek Adalov x Male!Reader

When you made this bet you had phrased it as a half joke. Nothing serious, easily waved off as two immature idiots having a go at each other. A ‘winner takes all’ type of deal, hell you figured Mallek would forget the original bet after a few rounds.

Empty chip bags littered the ground, their shiny surfaces only illuminated by the glow of the TV as Mallek destroyed you at COD. You were half convinced he was cheating, Call of Duty wasn’t even an Alternian game. That was why you’d picked it. In all your years on Alternia you hadn’t found a single troll equivalent that wasn’t flarping. Which- terrifying honestly. With troll’s propensity for violence you figured COD would have had its debut on a planet like this. But it hadn’t and so you had ignorantly assumed this would be the game you’d beat Mallek at.

“There is no possible way you aren’t cheating!” You shouted barely maintaining your grip on the controller not to throw it across the room as you threw your arms in the air. How was he this good at it? He had to be cheating there was no way-

“Maybe you just suck at this dude.” He shrugged teasingly, a grin spreading across his face as you spluttered indignantly.

Glaring up at him from where you’d taken the floor and a pillow to get comfy you only grew more enraged by his clear enjoyment of your loss.

“Bullshit! How are you good at this?! COD isn’t even on Alternia!”

“Ha!” He laughed, “You call this ‘COD’? That = ridiculous. Start the next round.”

“Oh fuck you.” You snapped turning back to the screen. With your back to him you missed the way Mallek seemed to zero in on the game with a single minded focus that would have been terrifying to be on the receiving end of. You had no idea what you’d just dangled in front of him with your bet, and how could you? He’d been nothing but careful in making sure you had no idea.

You were his robobuddy after all.

He’d entertained round after round of this game, ruthlessly tearing through enemies in a way that would have brought a tear of pride to The Empress herself. In the beginning he’d briefly entertained the thought of letting you win a round or two, just to prolong the inevitable, but it died in the face of your clear indignation at being thwarted in your own playing field. Now he was simply driving the losses home with each and every win he stacked up.

Groaning in defeat you tossed the controller aside. The bet entirely forgotten as you grumbled and pouted to no one in particular.

“Damn. I guess I’ll have to find another game to beat you at, huh Mallek?” You hummed, regaining some of your cheer as you stood and stretched out your back. It popped satisfyingly as you bent yourself nearly in half. Behind you Mallek was unusually silent.

“Mallek?” You questioned turning towards him in concern. In a flash you found yourself pinned under him to the couch.

“I win.” He hummed, settling himself between your legs contentedly. Stretching himself out like a snake as he got comfortable you could only blink up at him in momentary confusion.

“Uh, yeah..?”

Mallek’s smile was snake-like as he stared down at you and it took more strength of will than you were comfortable with not to shift in arousal. God you hoped you weren’t about to pop a boner that would be beyond awkward. You felt like prey and not in the scary ‘you’re going to die way’ either. He settled further on top of you, arms bracketing your head as he continued staring. Swallowing thickly you found yourself staring back at him.

“Remember your little bet?” He asked leaning down further, it took a minute for your brain to catch up. Breath caught in your lungs and eyes wide you attempted to back up only to realize how futile it was when you were already pressed into the couch.

“Oh-,” There were about fifty excuses you could think of off the top of your head.

Every last one of them fled the minute Mallek said those next little words that sealed your fate completely.

“I’m gonna own you.”