I woke up with a start as I sat up and glanced around. The place looked familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.
I pulled off the covers as I dropped my legs to the carpeted floor. I glanced at the digital clock by the bed and saw that it was past midnight.
Past midnight?! Wait... what day was it?
I grabbed the clock and silently screamed. I initially told Doyle that I wanted to leave early before 8pm due to a curfew but that wasn't it. There was going to be a release online for a certain novel by my favourite author and it was in limited supply.
I quickly searched for my phone and scrolled to the website and sighed as I saw there was one copy left. I immediately pressed the buy button and paid. Well, at least I have nothing to worry about now. No wait. I do.
I placed the phone on the table and walked out of the room, peering into the living room. I was right. It was Doyle's home. Why was I here again?
Flashbacks of his confession echoed in my head and I felt my body getting hot. I fanned myself as I glanced around. Where was he? Was the air conditioner turned off?
The room was dark and I couldn't find the light switch. So I relied on the surfaces of whatever I could touch but tripped when I neared the sofa. I fell onto a hard surface, bumping my nose.
I groaned as I sat up and found myself on top of Doyle who was sleeping on the couch. My heart skipped a beat as I rapidly blinked my eyes. Even though I've seen him countless times up close, he still manages to catch me off guard with his looks.
I traced his long eyelashes, thin lips and narrow eyebrows with my eyes. He was so handsome. I stared at him for a tad too long that I missed the chance to get up.
Doyle groaned before turning to his side, trapping me between his arms and the couch. He then curled up, pulling me tighter into his embrace as he snuggled up to me.
The smell of peppermint was strong as it invaded my nostrils. I couldn't help but breathe it in as my face was directly on his chest. Musky peppermint was Doyle's scent... eh... uh... it's not what you think! I'm not a pervert! Heck... why am I arguing with myself?
I wanted to struggle, but I knew it would be pointless as Doyle had his arms tightly wrapped around my waist and his leg crossing mine. I was interlocked in his embrace.
I sighed and leaned in to him as I thought about how I imagined being snuggled by my future boyfriend. My cheeks turned red as I envisioned Doyle and I tried shaking the thought away.
"Hnnn... Len." Doyle's voice startled me as I flinched and turned towards him.
Doyle had a soft smile on his face beneath the dim lighting of the moon. He touched my cheek before kissing my forehead and pulled me even closer to him.
"W-wait... Doyle... I, uh... Doyle?" I glanced up to find Doyle still asleep.
No way! Was he actually doing that in his sleep? His eyes were open though! But he called my name!
"I love you." Doyle's voice echoed in my head as I buried my face in his chest.
Oh my gosh! Why can't I stop thinking about it? I snuggled closer to his chest as I tried to drown out the echoes of his words.
"Hnn... Len? Is that you?" Doyle's voice filled the silence and made me flinch.
N-no way. He must still be talking in his sleep right? I'll die if he wakes up and finds me wrapped up in his arms.
I glanced up and found myself face to face with Doyle. My heart jumped in my chest before it started pounding so loudly. Oh my gosh! How do I make him think its a dream? Ah! I could do that! But... it's embarrassing... but this position is also embarrassing... Ah! Screw it!
"Doyle, you've been very naughty. Did you want to touch me so badly?" I said as I slapped myself mentally. Oh my God! Such corny words!!!
"H-huh? Len?"
"Shhh... Now that I'm here in your arms, what more could you possibly want?" I continued as I pressed my index finger to his mouth. Oh, God... Kill me now.
"Len..." Doyle murmured as his eyes softened.
I screamed for joy internally as I hoped he would go back to sleep. Instead, he pushed me to the couch and pinned me there as he licked his lips and stared heatedly at me.
"Len... Are you tempting me?" Doyle asked as he ran a finger from my cheek to my neck and down to my chest where he rubbed my nipple.
"A-ah... D-Doyle... Y-you want me... this badly?" I asked as I shivered from his touch.
"Of course, I do. Everyday. Ever since that day... I never stopped thinking about you. I love you, Len." Doyle said as his thumb touched my lips.
My heart hammered in my chest as I found myself at a loss of words. He wasn't lying. He even tells me he loves me in his dreams. Well... he's wide awake, but I'm hoping he takes this as a dream.
"I-I... uh..." I stammered as I didn't know how to reply. It felt like I would toy with his feelings if I said I felt the same. I was conflicted because I still liked Rayson a whole lot.
"You don't need to say anything. Just let me be in this moment with you for now."
"A-ah... right..." I replied as Doyle caressed my cheek.
Doyle was seemingly more affectionate than I had expected. He looked tough and fierce but he was unexpectedly the kind of person to spoil his lover.
Doyle leaned in to me as he kissed my lips lightly. He pulled back and smiled at me before he kissed me again. This time, he licked my lips as he begged for entrance.
I parted my lips and we were soon engaged in a deep kiss. His kisses were slow and gentle as he slid his hand to my chest.
He caressed my nipple above my shirt making me flinch before twisting it and tugging it. My body arched into his movements as I gasped for air.
Doyle broke the kiss before propping me up onto his lap. He undid my shirt and tossed it to the floor as he trailed down my neck then to my chest with his tongue before settling on my nipple.
He kissed it before nipping it. I moaned as I held onto his shoulder for support. My other hand tried to dampen my voice as it covered my mouth. Doyle took my hand in his as he intertwined our fingers and continued to tease my nipple.
I moaned and squirmed in his grasp as it had still felt swollen and sensitive from yesterday. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I found myself feeling aroused from his touch. Every inch of my skin that he touched felt like it was set ablaze.
"Haah.... Doyle... It feels good...." I moaned as I ran my fingers through his hair. I wanted to see his face.
Doyle glanced up at me with a flushed expression on his face, sending my heart into a turmoil. His face was enough to make me feel horny. How even...
"That's good. Tell me where it feels good." Doyle asked as he kissed my neck.
"E-every... everywhere you touch... feels... goo-- ah! T-there..." I replied before Doyle undid my pants and slid his hand down my underwear.
"Really? Even here?" Doyle asked as he touched my entrance. He then plunged a finger inside as I held onto him for dear life.
"Aah! My... God.... Haah... E-even... there..." I replied as my fingers dug into his shirt.
"Len, where do you want me to touch you?" Doyle asked as he pulled his finger out and held me a little further from him.
His eyes looked heated up with passion and his lips wet from our kisses. The glow of the moonlight on his skin made my heart tremble with excitement.
"... M-my dick..."
"Your dick? Sure. Anywhere else?"
"... ... K-keep touching my chest..."
"Noted." Doyle said before he kissed my right nipple and took it into his mouth again.
I shivered with ecstasy as my nipple was engulfed in his warm and moist mouth. His tongue traced my erected tip as he began sucking on it. His other hand slid to my member as he cradled it in his hands.
"A-ah... Doyle... Good... Haaahhh..." I breathed as I leaned my forehead against his shoulder.
He ran his thumb against the tip of my dick before sliding down the neck. I shivered from his movements as he then slid his now slick hand up my dick.
I moaned as he released my right nipple and took in my left one, leaving the right nipple exposed to the cool air. I gripped even tighter onto his shirt as I felt his even movement on my dick and found myself nearing my limit.
"D-Doyle! N-no... I... I'm cumming..." I gasped as I cradled his face in my hand, pulling him away from my nipple.
"Then cum." Doyle said as he moved his hand even faster.
I moaned relentlessly as I found my body shaking from the joy of release. Doyle took my hot liquid in his hand as he kissed me.
I glanced up at him as he pulled away and smiled. I caressed his face that was now flushed red and beading with sweat before pressing my lips to his.
Doyle deepened the kiss as he pulled me closer to him. My eyes fluttered open when he pressed his fingers against my entrance. I was surprised but didn't shy away from him, forgetting the real reason I was even doing this.
I raised my hips to allow him a smoother entrance and moaned into his mouth as he scraped on one of my good spots. Doyle broke the kiss for a moment and glanced at me with a smile before caressing my cheek.
"I love you, Len." he repeated before pulling me into another kiss.
My heart wavered as my mind was filled with thoughts of Doyle. How was he swaying me this easily? No... that's not right... I'm merely being swept away...
"I'm going to put it in." Doyle said as he pulled back and kissed my cheek.
I nodded and felt him pull my lower body towards his shaft. I gulped my saliva nervously as I anticipated his size.
"Aaaghhnn.... Haaa.... Haa... Doyle..." I moaned as his massive cock slid within me.
My eyes grew hazy as I felt my body easily accepting his shape. His cock grazed my sweet spot sending shivers down my spine.
"Len, are you alright?"
"Haha... You always worry so much about me." I smiled as I turned to look at him.
Doyle returned my gaze with a serious one on his face before gently stroking my cheek. "Of course I do. I worry about you constantly."
"Eh... Uh... That... makes me... Ah..... troubled..."
"Why?"
"B-because... my heart is wavering..."
"Is that so? Then... let it waver until you can only think about me." Doyle replied with a confident grin on his face.
He then raised my hips up and down onto his shaft while kissing me. I also moved my hips as I enjoyed the feeling of our body melding together.
His words made me feel a warm tingle throughout my body. Even the gentle way he was moving was evident that he cared deeply for my wellbeing.
"Ah... haa... Doyle... I'm..."
"Let's cum together... Len... you're so beautiful. I love you."
No... stop saying that! This won't do... If he keeps being so nice to me... my unwavering feelings for Rayson will be... will be easily replaced with Doyle...