(A/N: R-18)
“Zenos!” Just like he thought, men are not to be trusted.
Zenos grinned slyly, and he immediately flipped Hayden on his back and then pinned Hayden's two hands on the bed.
His teeth directly tore open Hayden's shirt and his hand quickly discarded it by subconsciously flinging it somewhere across the large room.
Hayden gasped out in shock due to how everything played out. He should have trusted his instinct and run away; how was he so stupid to believe this scheming man would let him top in the first place?
Before Hayden could further descend into his thoughts, an interchanging hot and cold, fiery but soft lips crashed on his. Hayden's lips were continuously bitten, played with, and sucked, while his waist and hips were continuously stroked by the man.
