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Splashes echoed intermittently from the otherwise placid river that curved through the woods. The creatures of the forest were unperturbed as the exercising yordle leapt clear of the water in one last swift motion. Slick blue skin glistening as water sloughed off his shoulders.

His exercise had been disturbed by an odd sight. To his mind, it was too early in the day for a fire to be needed for warmth or light, and yet, he could just make out the odd flick of flame. As far as he knew, this area of the woods was abandoned, and so, feeling some moral responsibility to at least make sure the flame was being tended to, he ventured closer.

The crack of wood splitting in the heat reached him first, though as he continued closer he heard a quiet, gentle humming. Lowering his guard and feeling more at peace he considered turning around, but a waft of something roasting in the flame hit his nostrils held him. He decided it might be worth seeing if the one doing the cooking was friendly. If needs be, it'd be easy to catch a few fish as an offering, and he was feeling a pinch of hunger in his stomach.

He found a trail through, presumably the same the unidentified figure had used, and was quietly making his way through toward the fire when a sudden sound made him jump. Something akin to both a wet squelch and a bursting pop as a thick wet spray exploded into him from behind. Thrown forth in a surge that pushed the air from him as he collided with a tree.

Teemo sat up from the fire, halting his hummed song mid note as he heard the splatting noise, rising excitedly to his feet he bustled over to the source. He hoped it wasn't something too ferocious, maybe a deer or the like, something he could study and then release without taking too much harm. But then, if it was a bear or something huge, that'd show his trap had worked perfectly!

Thinking of the possibilities he rounded the corner and stopped, jaw dropping as eyes fell on the sloppy mass squirming and kicking from the tree trunk before him. "Oh my goodness! Are you alright up there? Hold on, hold on, I'll get you down!" He pulled his gloves that little bit tighter, as one might roll up sleeves, and approached.

"Hllmph!" The mass shouted, only kicking feet and tentacle fronds visible amidst the goop. Fortunately he was in Teemo's reach, and the small fellow managed to peel away some of the trapping mess. It had quite securely wrapped wherever it hit, engulfing Fizz's torso, then up the back of his head. Teemo carved a chunk of the goo off to get his head off the tree and gulped as he saw the one eye that wasn't entirely coated. Sticking a scraping tool in to quickly release the helpless amphibian's nostrils.

"Fizz?! Is that you. Oh no, I'm so so sorry. Uh, just hold on a minute!" He carved a bit more, around the head and shoulders. Finding it easier to separate bark from the trunk than remove the goo from the sleek skin it was adhered to. Soon the yordle's body began to peel off on its own as strands stretched and snapped.Fizz being dropped onto the floor, still quite stuck up. Teemo pressed into the material with one finger, it hadn't yet set fully and so he had to pull his hand away before he got in a fix himself. "Uhh, you probably have some questions. I-I've been working on something that I was trying to test in the field here, b-but I didn't think anyone would be hit by it."

Fizz grunted and squirmed, kicking some more to get free, or at least get his legs under him, but he couldn't bend well enough. The elasticity of the stuff reaching a limit and snapping back, tugging his knees back together. "P-please try to calm down, I have a cabin nearby that has some solution to this, I'll get you out, but you have to bear it for the moment." Fizz huffed irritably and jerked his head as if to say get on with it. Teemo responded by rubbing his finger along mass, seeing that now it had indeed solidified to a smooth coat. Scooping him up in his arms, he hurried back to the fire, doused it, and scurried through to the discreet cabin.

Fizz huffed, his arms were caught up against his back, and no matter how he stretched, the sticky substance just pushed back. Even trying to press the gummy mess out of his mouth achieved nothing. His one eye peeked as he tried to watch what Teemo was up to, only able to see the yordle's back after he was placed on a sturdy table. His webbed toes curled as the desperate danger of the situation seeped away, and he was left to think, and well, he found it a bit... comfy? Not that he didn't want to break free of course. This wasn't the worst thing, at least it hadn't hardened like resin.

His untangled eye stared into the distance as his thoughts swarmed him. Stopping his squirms and just being, he wondered what this stuff was, and how anyone could come by it. Picturing that one could make a nice cushion out of it or something to relax on. Smiling at the thought, he was startled when Teemo returned and smeared something on his legs, Fizz having fazed out and thinking he was alone somehow. He kicked a little until the present situation returned to him, a small tingling sensation as whatever the liquid was reacted in a teasing way on his skin like a fluttering buzz.

Teemo moved the brush containing the solution up to any gaps the gummy mass hadn't left un-coated. The stuff shrank back like foam being soaked by a sprinkle of water, forming a flaky crust. After coating all the edges, the yordle brought out a small metal scraper and slid it along Fizz's skin, the goop able to just peel away. He started at Fizz's cheek, thinking he'd want head free first, slowly drawing the material away. He heard strange mumblings and flicked his eyes up to make sure everything was alright, as the goop peeled away in one long strip from around his head. And then off his mouth.

Able to talk at last Fizz spat a bit to clear any remaining trace from his lips. "Plah, gah, thanks for the rescue, but, what the heck is that?" Teemo froze, hair standing on end in light embarrassment as he mumbled.

"Oh, that's my doing, I was tasked with coming up with a different trap, one that doesn't hurt for humane purposes and uh, that was a field test, I was meant to hit an animal or something. N-not a person." He continued his work, swapping once the head was clear to Fizz's side.

Fizz sat up, blinking his eyes to accustom them. "You made it? Blah. It's effective I suppose." He said with a light grumble, falling quiet as he thought about asking further questions. He gave a light shiver, a small throaty purr escaping his mouth as the wrapping stuff was tugged off his hips. His eyes bugged out wide as he realised what he'd just done, and stared downwards. Teemo had frozen in shock at seeing Fizz's length, fully emerged as his body showed how in truth the yordle had been enjoying the soft squeeze.

Teemo licked his lips in awkward silence for a moment as he hastily ran to Fizz legs, starting to peel off the stuff there, the coating at Fizz arms thinned enough to pull free and hastily cover his shame with his hands. "You didn't see that!" Fizz declared, as if that would change facts.

To his credit, Teemo carried on, mumbling "Uh, w-well it's not exactly anything to be embarrassed of, the body has reactions of its own." He swallowed nervously before continuing. "If it makes you feel better I'd probably be the same way."

Staring up at him, Fizz was incredulous, "What? I-it just tickled me in an odd way, not that I like that, shut up! What do you mean?"At once flustered to defend himself but also truly curious.

Teemo gulped, he didn't really want to delve too much into this before a relative stranger, but, perhaps it was because the other yordle seemed both cute and in need of consoling. "W-well, I've often had fun wrapping myself in covers and pretending I couldn't get out, so I'm just saying it's probably not that weird to feel uh... excited by it."

Seeing that his accidental captor was focused on the goo and not his body Fizz quickly tugged what else he could get off, wanting to be anywhere else right now. "Yeah, you're just saying that, I'll bet. I don't believe you!"

The working yordle stopped for a moment, looking up and defensively blurting "Look, it's true! I'm not asking for you to do it or anything, I'm just saying it's okay!" Catching another sight of the wilting but still visible external organ made him blush again, ripping the last of the goo on Fizz's legs apart.

"Sh-shut up!" Fizz shouted, hopping off the table as soon as he was free and running to the door, slamming it open and dashing into the woods.

"Wait!" Teemo called, but the aquatic fellow had already gone, his call meeting only the rustling of bushes.

Hours had passed since the humiliating morning, and had left Fizz intent on two things, Revenge was the priority, but he was also keen on testing the veracity of the furred yordle's claims. He wasn't going to let that offence slide, for all he knew the trap was intended for use on people. It was certainly strong enough to leave doubt after all.

He'd seen enough of Teemo's cabin to realise that the yordle would need to head out and buy or catch food later, and so he'd prepared this trap in advance, having easily figured out the most used paths, Still keeping his eye out for any other nasty surprises. Sure enough, that afternoon, Teemo was making his way through the brush, humming a marching song to keep up his pace.

Fizz realised with irritation that if he kept his path he'd miss the carefully laid snare, and so he had to improvise, hopping down from his perch in the branches, he quickly shuffled near the array, and waited. When Teemo was only two yards away he sprang out, making a fearsome yell. Teemo sprang back with a squeal, putting his foot right on the hidden trap. A whoosh like wind in the leaves filled the air, as a weighted net made of rocks and vines fell on Teemo, pressing him to the floor. "Hah, gotcha!" Fizz yelled out, hopping over to his snared victim.

"W-what? Fizz is that you? Did you do this?" Teemo asked, sounding more bewildered than scared.

"Damn right I did, you humiliated me, all that talk about enjoying it, well, I'm not convinced there is such a thing. So let's see how you like it!" He huffed in triumph. Sneering as Teemo squirmed in the ropes, Fizz lifted a section of the net up, allowing Teemo to roll onto his back before he dropped it and subsequently weighed the small figure down again. Stepping to either side, he gave a cocky grin, hands on his hips.

"C-c'mon man, it's not like I was lying but d-do you have to do this here? Now?" Teemo began, blushing again as Fizz's eyes trailed down his body and saw a telltale bump forming, causing his wide mouth to split in an impish grin.

"Oh what's the matter, not convenient for you? Well too bad." Though there was a layer of playfulness to his tone, no true malice, as he poked the fallen yordle's side with a webbed foot. "Think of this as payback, after all it wasn't great for my day to be so interrupted."

Teemo felt a small shudder take over his form at the toying pressure, but he wasn't resisting, after all, he'd spent the rest of the day thinking about the fishy fellow whom he'd released. This was borderline fantasy come true to him. In fact, as he noticed Fizz's other foot was on the ground by his head, he very gingerly brushed his cheek against it.

As the fuzzy feeling pressed against his toe Fizz stepped back, caught off guard, but his grin soon widened. "Oh? What's this, you want to be at my feet? How about under them?" He pressed his foot on Teemo's chest, keeping most of his weight on his back leg, but noting with surprise how being so domineering gave a weird rush, especially when Teemo responded well to the gesture, seemingly pressing into it.

He laughed and began to slide and slip his feet one after the other over the yordle, squashing him a little here. Then brushing over him there. "You look so cute down there you know." He said, with a chuckle, though inwardly his mind was rushing.

Fizz blinked, honestly surprised he'd even said that. Frankly, even glad he had, he was loving this. Taking his feet off for a moment, he paced around and sat himself on Teemo's belly. Shifting around slightly when the tip of his stubby tail brushed the growing tent that was now behind him. His hand hesitated in the air, half of a mind to slip it below his belt and touch. Not wanting to be aggressively forward, he went with his first plan, pressing his feet to either side of Teemo's head.

It was a simple thing, but such a display made the trapped figure feel a strange and heady mix of humility and adoration. Fizz taking a gentle but firm manner and even feeling a bit of erotic stirring himself. The yordles both spent a while like this, barely any words being needed, as they sat, enjoying the mere sensations and feedback. Both the physical touch and the emotional impact of the power exchange.

Taking a breath, it was Fizz who broke the odd silence first.Slipping off to the ground and patting Teemo's cheek with a hand to bring him round. His tone was gentle now, as he flicked a smile. "You know, I'm sorry I acted so evasive earlier. I think you're onto something with all this. I kinda wish I hadn't run off so soon but..."

It was a slow ponderous time before Teemo nodded and threw his own smile up, seemingly talking as equals despite the net crossing his vision. "I told you, I have always liked it, long before I knew what that meant, really. Say uh, if this isn't weird... do you want to have a turn yourself? I could always show you the best parts at my home."

"Well... if me ambushing you now, and running away earlier didn't blow it, then... I guess I could give it a try." Fizz said, trying to play it cool. He cleared his throat and stood up, pressing his foot onto Teemo's chest one last time. "By which I mean, I guess I'll allow it." With a small chuckle, which the other echoed, the dramatic energy paused for a moment.

"Great! Well I, uh, I guess it's a date then! So... can you help me up? It's kinda cold here on the floor." He said meekly, shooting a small look up to Fizz.

Fizz laughed softly in reply. "Oh, you could have picked your words a bit more carefully there. But luckily I can help you up indeed!" He hopped into the bushes, finding the tree he'd used as a perch earlier and picking up a rope connected to the net. He gave it a tug and up went the vines ascending into the trees, quite contrary to Teemo's meaning, the net carried the yordle up into the canopy overhead. Scooped inside, the scout had to scrabble to get balanced, swaying as he did. "I'm sure an enterprising fella like yourself can get down from there before evening. So, I'll meet you at your place!" He said, laughing again and hopping his merry way off, though while it was akin to the pranks he was used to pulling, something about this situation gave him a light headed elation at once again putting himself above another equal.

"Oh, just you wait, Fizz!" Teemo shouted, once again into silence, he slipped onto his back, studying the net and mumbling. "I hope you don't disappear off like that all the time." As he began to plan a way down.

Teemo had not only managed to extract himself from the net, but even made it home first. When Fizz arrived he greeted him as a friend, and they'd sat down to talk for a bit. While Teemo had known how such things made him feel for a while, even having previously found someone to indulge him in a friendly manner, this was the first time he was the more experienced.

They spoke for a while, slowly opening up to one another before finally conversation hit a lull and the looks they shared broadcast what was on their minds. Taking the initiative, Teemo beckoned Fizz to the back room. "So here's what's gonna happen, I'm going to show you what it's like to be completely helpless, but in a comfortable way, if you don't enjoy it by the time I'm done, I'll find something else if you want. Or we can stop entirely."

Fizz nodded, feeling a measure of excitement, though as he entered the room he stopped, looking around. It seemed just like a plain room, nothing out of the ordinary in sight. Teemo moved over to his bed, pulling eagerly on Fizz's arm, with all the excitement of showing off a special item to a friend as he gestured to the layers of furs, blankets and cloths that made his bed. Making it seem half sleeping surface half linen storage. "First though, I know you're a nimble guy, so to just make sure you don't feel like cheating I want you to put your hands out."

The blue skinned yordle obliged, wrists pushed forth. "Oh, what now? Handcuffs?" He said, half teasing, but expecting as much. Though his company lifted a large bowl containing the same goop that Fizz had the misfortune of running into earlier.

"No, something better." Teemo chuckled as he pressed Fizz's hands into the container, mixing them separately until they were well covered, and soon the material began to squeeze and contract. Teemo put the container down and firmly shoved Fizz toward the bed, directing him to lie down on top of the pile. As he settled down, Teemo was getting even more excited, plucking up the first blanket, he smoothed Fizz out till he was flat on his back, hands at his sides. The material hadn't quite set, but that just meant he stuck to the cloth as it was folded over him from both sides.Wrapping him by simply folding it, he took time to stuff some of the extra material in place, curling it back, only leaving shoulders and head out.

He tugged some more, as he pulled the second blanket up, rolling it over Fizz in the same manner. Taking care as the layer still had much spare cloth behind it, but he made sure to leave a small cushioning square under his head with this one. With the second layer tucked down, he began to start using more than one blanket, quickly but still thorough in wrapping.

For Fizz it was a strange new feeling, the mass growing around him. The following layer already made it so that fidgeting around was getting a bit tricky. He reckoned he could roll out of the tangle if he was given enough time. But time was not allotted for that, the next layer adding just a small extra weight, but combined with those below it built into a pressure that couldn't be ignored.

He leaned back, squirming and shifting in the wrap, getting a few pressing pats to encourage him to hold still as yet another blanket joined the fray, thickening the wrap to excess. Fizz could hardly move, as it was, and then Teemo pulled out a sturdy piece of rope, tucked underneath all the covers in preparation for this moment.

He bounced in excitement as he drew them over Fizz, securing all the layers in place, though the trapped yordle couldn't even feel the press of the rope, so softly covered up. "Nnnf, s-so this is what you meant?"

"Yes indeed!" Teemo chuckled, tying a simple knot as he returned to that basin of goop, dipping a brush in it he returned to Fizz side and tapped his cheek. "Okay, close up your mouth for me." Waving the brush in the air.

"S-seriously? I don't know about that." Fizz replied, looking at the brush sceptically.

"Uh uh uh, you do what I tell you to." Softening his tone all the same he added; Though, trust me, it'll be worth it." Fizz still didn't seem convinced, but he shut his lips, sucking his teeth as the goop was lathered over his mouth. A second coat followed before Teemo was satisfied. "There we go, a nicely caught fishy..." He said with a giggle, but his words fell on deaf ears as Fizz squirmed around, trying to roll about, and already shutting his eyes as he mumbled into the solid mass.

Teemo stood, admiring the adorable package he'd made of his new friend, reaching down to pick up the last layer he had planned, a fur lined bedroll with a drawstring around the top. Pulling it up into a bundle he dragged it slowly into place over the cloth cocoon, Fizz barely shifting despite putting in his full force. The roll proved tough to get on, as that many layers made it a tight fit, but soon it was in hand. The last inches rolling up until Fizz's head was cradled in the hood part. Teemo brushed his hands over the top, as he saw how deep in bliss Fizz was descending.

Keeping quiet, he saw the amphibian squirming and getting flushed as his body showed even stronger enjoyment, it didn't take much longer after he was fully covered for there to be a long muffled huff, Fizz's eyes closing as his body shivered in bliss at the finish. Taking deep breaths through his nostrils before he finally cracked his eyes open, looking over to Teemo, who meanwhile had climbed beside him on the bed and was watching with a soft affectionate look.

"So, you could stay there till morning, and keep me company. If that doesn't sound good, shake your head, and I'll assume you wanna get out right away." he said, with a hopeful wave of his brows. Fizz blushed again, squirming softly as he pondered, but after a moments deliberation, he nodded instead.

"Just what I wanted to hear." Teemo admitted, he pulled out the last of the covers, but this one he slid over himself, brushing up against the wrapped up friend he'd made, he leaned in and whispered. "We could make a habit of this, if you'd like, I certainly enjoy doing it, after all, and it was fun when you had me at your feet earlier... m-maybe you'd do that again sometime?" He ventured hopefully, and Fizz just merely winked and nodded again. Quite enthusiastically.

Teemo beamed at that and leant forward. "Well, I'll see you in the morning, and we can chat about it then. Plus, this time you can't run off into the woods like the last two." He put his face to Fizz's cheek, and planted a kiss. Seems that his new trap had caught something he never would have expected.