So he gathered the strength and tried to break the kiss, but instead of getting the freedom he wanted, Hanze held his chin in a tight grip and continued kissing him...
Well only this time he doubled the intensity of the kiss painfully.
He sucked hard on the youth's lowest lips, bit it harshly, nibbled and then just began bitting it harder allover again.
This action of his made the youth beneath him writhe in pain.
Anying was really getting hurt this time, he was already feeling a burning sensation on his lips.
But he couldn't do anything... He was even almost running out of breath.
' I have to do something... '.
But what could he do in this situation where his hands were pinned by one of Hanze's hand and his chin was held in place too by the other?....
The kiss continued for another one minute causing Anying to finally get an idea of what to do since Hanze wasn't still getting tired of kissing only his lips.
He opened his mouth, and when he felt Hanze's tongue push through his lips, he bit it harshly causing the grip on him to tighten.
Then he felt the man go stiff on top of him.
Worst, the kiss wasn't still broken.
Well that wasn't the problem, he didn't know what happened next but he felt his world go blank in a minute.
As if he died for sometime.... Hanze actually Scweezed the fragile vein at the back of his neck.
He couldn't believe it... The sensation he got was that of weakness.
Did Hanze really mean what he said by hurting the ones he loved?.
Anying's body went cold as his body trembled uncontrollably.... He wanted to stay still now and allow Hanze do whatever be wanted with his lips but his body just wouldn't stop moving on its own.
And just when he thought he was really going to die due to the lack of oxygen, Hanze finally freed his lips with a slow sensual lick to his now swollen lips.
"M--monster...." Was the first whisper that escaped anying's lips when he got freed.
It wasn't his imagination though, the air literally turned cold in the room as Hanze replied.
"You opted calling me that even when I'm being lenient hm.".
Anying got a bad feeling as a lump went down his throat.
Why did he say that again?.
Well he didn't have the time to dwell on that because Hanze's slender fingers suddenly went for his shirt.
First of all, one of his fingers grew as sharp as a razor could get.
Secondly, Hanze tore his clothes into two in a blink.
"W--...what... Are you doing?...." He asked in a shaky and trembling voice.
Should he be preparing to run...
But how should he outrun Hanze?.
Hanze's cold blue eyes zeroed on his face for a split second before he turned his attention back to removing the cloth obstructing his view of Anying's smooth skin.
Anying began to panick... Followed by wriggling causing Hanze to give him a glare that made him freeze on the spot.
Yet another minute later the youth began pleading.
"P--please.. don't do ...any--anything...".
He didn't know what could even move Hanze so he resulted to pleading pitifully... But who would have thought Hanze would ignore him again?.
But Hanze's hands didn't explore his body, the taller male was only scanning his fair and slender upper body with a cold gaze.
Wether he found it tempting, beautiful or not no one knew.
Well precisely he was staring at the two red nipples on the smooth chest.
It made Anying shiver... He didn't want to know what Hanze was thinking while having his gaze on him. And he didn't want the taller male to Get any ideas so he began thinking desperately about anything that could change the lord's mind.
As if he could stop Hanze if the guy wanted to take him.
But oh well, his thinking came to an abrupt stop when Hanze said.
"Sit up.".
He pursed his lips painfully because of suprise and suspicion of what Hanze was up to, and then let Hanze get off of him slowly before he sat up waringly.
He was still looking at the lord cautiously when a light blue loose shirt and leg loose shorts appeared out of nowhere.
And before he could say anything the shirt and shorts were already on him.
Then he heard Hanze say while staring intensely at him.
."Lie down."
Anying pressed his lips harder into a thin line and though it was painful,
he was more afraid of what Hanze would do to him so he let the unwillingness brim in his eyes to maybe change Hanze's mind...
But as usual, the taller male ignored his pitiful expression and instead stated,
"You have 3 seconds to reconsider offending me. mind you, I'm not in a good mood".
The youth's eyes widened as he quickly layed on the bed.
After all he could already sense bloodthirstiness from Hanze's aura. He didn't want to know what it meant to get on the man's bad side.
Meh. Someone should please remind him of that later.
After lying sideways, he brought his knees to his chest and curled up on the bed then pulled the blanket to wrap himself up and just a minute after he lay down, he felt a hand slip around his waist to pull him close to Hanze making him wince, and the monster's warm ghosting breath against his ears...It made him shiver.
"Sleep."
He heard Hanze say followed by a feathery kiss on his ear, while the male disregarded the emotions of despair radiating from his [ anying's] body.
' sleep?!'.
The youth wondered.
' I do not want to sleep! '.
Fuck sleep! He wanted out.
As soon as Hanze fell asleep he was going to leave this room!.
An go catch up with his friends...
Someone please remind him what he said earlier about not offending Hanze.
Anyone?.
....