wl_fanfiction | FIC: Ssssseduced pt. 5

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Rating: PG
Words: 500-ish
Back to civilization?

Colin was released from the hospital after only a few days of recovering from a mild case of dehydration and exposure. He was back in time for taping for the new season, a little thinner, a little sunburned, but otherwise in good shape. What happened in the Amazon seemed like a half-remembered dream, one that he didn’t intend to tell anyone about. The other guys teased him a little about how closed-mouthed he was about the trip, and ribbed him gently about his peeling nose, but otherwise let things ride.

“Okay, this next game called ‘Let’s Make a Date’, and it’s for all four of you. Greg, you’re going to be appearing on a dating-type show, and Ryan, Colin and Wayne are the only people you can choose from, sorry... And on the cards each has been given a strange quirk or characteristic, and Greg has to guess who they are.”

Colin looked at his quirk “Man who gets turned on by danger” and blinked as Drew continued talking.

“So, Greg, whenever you're ready, *giggle* and yes, I have seen all the answers!” Something told Colin that this was going to be an unusual taping.

Wayne: Tempermental rock star

Colin tuned Wayne out to get into character. Man who gets turned on by danger… It was easy to get lost in what he was doing - sometimes his mind was an odd place to play. “I can see that they… want to kill me and … eat… me.” (Boy, could I use a cigarette!)

The audience went crazy, as Greg looked at him oddly. "Well, those are thoughts to certainly increase the moisture... Bachelor three? Hello?"

“Hello-o-o-ooooooo *purr*”

The voice that was coming from Ryan was definitely NOT his. He’d slipped down an octave, his voice somehow dry and oily at the same time. Colin’s head whipped around to look at his friend. Ryan’s upper body moved slowly, sinuously. His arms down by his sides, unused, torso appearing to move segment by segment. His tongue flicked out, lazily.

The heat pouring from the lights was suddenly the heat of the Amazon sun…

“Ummm, Bachelor three? I like going to Vegas…”

“Do you?” Ryan rubbed against Colin's body before staring into his eyes, tongue flicking out to caress Colin’s cheek. "May I say that the last time I went to Vegas, I lost my skin!"

“Really?”

“Yessssssssssssss”

Colin closed his eyes… remembering…

Forked tongue, so unlike his own… twenty foot long body coiled around his…

He could feel Ryan's eyes on him... hear that soft ‘hisssssss’ as he stood to continue with his quirk. Ryan slipped behind him, torso rubbing against his. As he turned, Ryan spreading his jaws and pretended to bite him.

Pain lanced through his shoulder as he was bitten, bringing with it a rush of pleasure. Ryan’s tongue flicked out again as Colin leaned forward, mesmerized.

BUZZ “Ryan, Colin, wake up – it’s time for school...” Drew continued to pulse the buzzer as the audience howled. “Man, you guys...”