[Warning!! If you're not above 17 or 18 you can skip this chapter.....]
Ashiro felt his heart racing, as if it would burst from his chest. His pulse was pounding, and their faces were mere inches apart. He thought it was just his imagination, but it was real. Before Devon was about to lean in closer, Ashiro pushed him away and hurriedly stood up. Devon also stood up due to the force Ashiro had used on him.
"S-sorry..." Ashiro felt a bit of guilt for what he had done to Devon, but he knew he had to do it. He didn't want to do things he desired.
"It's okay, and I'm sorry that I carried you without your consent,"
A big silence filled the room.
"Umnn, actually there's no other bedroom except for this one. So I will just sleep downstairs at the sofa, you can use the room." Devon continued, trying to make things less awkward,his voice filled with emotion.
Ashiro faces backward toward Devon, He is too embarrassed facing the guy infront of him, worried what kind of reaction he'll make. He doesn't have the courage to look into the man's face behind him.
"So... I'll go and sleep tight." Devon can feel that the other person won't respond.
Devon was about to close the door when a hand suddenly blocked him from fully closing it. He felt a warm and delicate hand touching his wrist, as if he needed to stay. He gave up closing the door and slowly let go of the door knob. The door opened on its own as Ashiro's red face appeared, "Can you s-stay?" Ashiro asked him in shyness.
" I think you need to sober up Ashh, let me grab some water" He really needs to control his self from this guy. Even if he's a straight guy, he can't even explain why this boy infront of him, driving him crazy. If he can control himself to his girlfriend then he needs to restraint his desires towards Ashiro. However the effect of the alcohol seems to slowly having an affect him now. It feels like Ashiro is a hypnotic flower that telling him to smell and touch him.
"N-no I'm already sober, j-just stay here and I will sleep on the floor. You said earlier that it's chilly downstairs right?"
Ashiro, then he slowly went near the bed and grabbed a pillow and the comforter. He was about to make a step but he felt a footsteps was slowly coming from behind until he felt that a breath was touching his neck.
"Dev-von what are you doing?" Ashiro trembled as a strong hand grabbed his waist, stopping him from taking another step, and a head leaned onto his shoulder.
"I-was-trying-to-control myself Ashiro, you know your very tempting..." Devon said huskily near his ear.
"What should I do Ash..." he added, as if there was something he needed to do. He could feel that Devon is hard right now.
Ashiro couldn't do anything; he was like a frozen statue at that moment. He felt that Devon's hands turned to face him. Devon was really in this moment right now, and Ashiro could feel it.
"What will you do then?" Ashiro thought, maybe it was due to the effect of the wine they had drunk earlier, even the words coming from his mouth is not the words that he can say to anyone. He let the pillow and comforter fall, he slowly let go of the hands that were grabbing his waist, then he let his body fall onto the bed.
From Devon's perspective, it was really a view to behold. It felt like a full-course meal from a five-star restaurant was in front of him, telling him to taste it, to savor it.
He placed his hands next to Ashiro's right and left shoulder, and leaned a bit closer. Ashiro tried to look away. "Don't look away, darling, the right view is in front of you, can't you see?" Devon said huskily, his voice filled with emotion.
Ashiro's gaze was fuzzy right now. The effect of the alcohol is slowly consuming his right state of mind. He repeatedly swallow his saliva, he can't get of himself anymore.
"You want to take a risk?" Ashiro asked full of nervousness. "Y-you can still back out if you want, I'll ju-" He was about to get up while talking but his words cut off by some soft and warm lips.
Everything that was happening right now seemed to be just like a dream. If this is a dream then why would he even refuse?
The kiss was starting to get deeper. Devon seemed to be an expert kisser. Devon tried to make his mouth open but Ashiro cut the kiss by putting his index finger onto Devon's lips. "O-one thing... I want to tell you" Ashiro struggled to say the words. He struggled to say those words, he still catching his breathe from the kiss they shared.
Ashiro can feel how heavy Devon's breath above him. "What is it darling? Don't cut me halfway through." Devon really look like a hungry beast, prepared to eat his prey at any moment.
Ashiro was about to talk but then he was dumbfounded by what Devon doing with his fingers. Yes he is really licking it like a lollipop.
"Oh shit! God sorry if I'm a saint cause this temptation can't be undone" He murmured inside his thoughts.
The way Devon lick his finger like a piece of candy is really hot and alluring, it's like his teasing him from the way he lick and swallow his fingers up and down. Devon even put another finger of Ashiro inside his mouth like a beast in heat.
He pulled his finger from Devon's hungry mouth. Devon was staring at him with a doubtful look on his face, trying to analyze wether Ashiro didn't like what he did to him.
However, Devon didn't expect what Ashiro's next move. Ashiro slowly swallow his own finger, tasting every part of it, devouring the part of his finger that left with Devon's own saliva. "Mnn... that's why your enjoying it". Ashiro really looks seductive right now in Devon's perspective.