"Well. I forgot to inform you that my boss would be treating all of you to breakfast by 9:00 am. Meaning, you shouldn't he late. ". He said.
"Roger.". xueCheng replied, then finally averted his eyes from the door. Preferring to cover his whole body with the blanket and hug the pillow.
Since xiajie wasn't around. Speaking of him. He brought out his phone to check for messages ... He wasn't disappointed though, because they were indeed messages for him.
Some inquired about his friends and some about him.. mm.. he was even online... A mischievous grin spread across xueCheng's face when he suddenly thought of something.
"Hehehe...". He laughed evilly.
"What is it?.". Jimeng asked him.
"Nothing.". He replied. He was just going to ask a certain someone why he had the time to be online when xueCheng wasn't present...
Texting his secret lover?. Someone would be so pissed. The euphoria of knowing no matter what he did through the phone xiajie wouldn't be able to do anything about it made him very sure and happy about his dominance over the situation.
Meanwhile, anying who was still pissed, wanted to skin someone alive and was still waiting for a proper response. "You guys know what I mean. Stop joking.". He said.
Jimeng grinned. "Well I know. I just thought it nice to make fun of you but I'm sorry ok?..". He said.
"Hm..". Anying rolled his eyes and got under the covers. "Goodnight all of you.". He wished.
"Goodnight master.". They all chorused, reminding Anying of the good old days.
Well he closed his eyes. The excitement of wanting to operate his phone was still there but he decided to just wait.... After all he didn't want to slack out when the rest of his friends were having fun tomorrow.
...
Su jimeng was playful yes, but now he doubts it.
Because, the ghost was back .. with it's chilly sensation behind his back, pressing hard against him and playing with his body without permission!.
The worst part?, It was a sensual play... Around his dick, sensitive nipples and all... A slow torturous play... And he had to muffle any noise that would come out of his own mouth because of his pride!.
Fine!. He was enjoying it... It was damn good... The hand was soft and slender and so skillful.. but the ghost wouldn't just do the damned handjob properly!.
Wait what was he thinking?!.
The idea of even being touched by the ghost was hilarious in the first place so why did he want it?!.
"A-ah.. w-wai-ahn...mm...". He moaned in a muffled tone of voice against the Ghosts' other hand wanting him to stop because...
His friends might wake up!.
And if they did and found him in this situation, what would he say?. And even if he hid under the covers and made an excuse... He couldn't!.
Tears were already streaming down his face because of the fact that he couldn't let out his sounds of pleasure... And the pleasure itself was both satisfying and unsatisfying at the same time!.
"Shhhh. Your friends would hear you.". Said the man in form of a ghost, whispering it sensually into his ears.
The damned bastard!. They would hear us my foot!.
"S-stop!.". He whisper - yelled. Tired of the slow sweet torture of the stronger male.
"Really?...". Came the disappointed voice of the white figure after hearing his rejection... So deep and magnetic.
Jimeng tsked, gathered enough of his sanity and shoved the Damned ghost of off him... So now he was standing in front of the bed and staring at the transparent ghost who could touch solid things!.
It looked like someone he knew... Umm. Well it was a person he knew and fantasized about more often than not .. but was he suprised?. No.
He was weak to the man's ministrations yes, but hey, him too was vicious... He would allow someone dominate him but not while playing... Well... If the ghost could kuddos.
The transparent blonde with colourful clothes was still as handsome as he could remember, with pouted thin lips, staring at him wrongly for being rejected... There was even a hint of surprise on his face. Great.
Jimeng smirked cutely... Ah, the ghost's face was handsome and cute at the same time... Oh how he wanted to chew that pink pale lips off of that handsome transparent face.
But no.
He wouldn't let... Nor allow someone he didn't know dominant him like that nor stir his emotions like that ... Yuehua was injured damn it!.
Suddenly, he felt a sensation crawling up his leg slowly.. and when he looked down he saw vine like thin strings crawling up..
This made him throw the aggrieved ghost a feisty looking glare and order. " Retract them now ".
The ghost frowned and opened his mouth to refute. "Bu-.".
"Else I throw you out.". Jimeng threatened... And it worked.
Wow... He couldn't believe this was the dominant ghost of the other day. He heard a sigh. Wait. Why was the ghost still posing like a merman on his bed?....now patting the bed invitingly?.
"Come sit.". He said, giving jimeng pleading eyes.
Jimeng glared at him. "No.".
Did this ghost forget his friends were around or what?.
Uuuuuu... What was he thinking?!.
"Please?.".
Jimeng bit his lips.... This was temptation... Using such cool seductive voice to beckon someone... You wanna kill me?.
He didn't know how to reject the ghost.... His body wanted... Guess he was shy that was why... ... The ghost's dominant nature was just drawing him in.
"Fine. Five minutes.". He said... But why did he suddenly feel danger looming over him?.
A smile bloomed on the ghost's face... Followed by a smirk that made jimeng ask.. "hope you're not planning on doing some-".
"Relax." The ghost cut him short, opening his arms wide. "Come. I won't do anything bad .... Just kissing...".
The voice was reassuring and promising... Undisguised.
So, jimeng walked up to him and layed in his arms, immediately, he was pinned against the bed and before he could process anything, his lips were attacked by the hungry ghost.
Jimeng just layed still and allowed him do all the work... This was the first time he was having a willing kiss after all... His first kiss..... Yoi!!!.
Then again he was too focused on what the kiss... A a mere kiss was doing to his body to care about reciprocating... Or even remember he had someone of interest already...
How could a mere kiss do this?!.
Sending shivers down his spine?!. Giving him boners?!.
Now... Now he knew why the handsome ghost smirked when he himself gave a time limit....!!!.
He dug a pit for himself... No... He shot himself on the foot!.
Because as soon as five minutes was up, the kiss stopped.
The ghost gazed at his red face, glazed over eyes, red lips, gave him a victorious and mischievous smirk before disappearing into thin air.
"T-the... Bastard!.. ". Jimeng cursed.
Jimeng was fustrated.... Now he remembered he was going to kill that ghost....
And.. and he just cheated... Well damnit!. He di it to get out of a ' perilous ' situation.
Coming to the matter at hand
"Argh!.". How was he going to sleep with a boner?!. A raging one!.
That damned ghost should come back here and take responsibility!.
Guess what... He couldn't sleep for the rest of the night.... He went to the bathroom but couldn't relieve himself.... Well it seemed only the person who awakened his raging dragon could make it go back to sleep..
No!. They just met... Hehehe someday he was going to take revenge!. He was going to pin the ghost down too and have a good play with his body... have his way with him!.
He was shy yes... But this new feeling of wanting to dominate was also good.
Looking at his little brother he pouted... ah... He had no choice but to get into bed with the discomfort still in between his thighs and sleep off.
This was hilarious!.
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