If this is love...

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"Strip."

Ha! What a cliché!

As if he was a domineering main lead of a fictional story, he ordered me using his stern and commanding voice. His light-brown eyes casted me a piercing gaze and they were lust-filled at that.

Being the receiver of the order, I lifted a fierce gaze; in my eyes were the reflection of my intention to defy my ruler.

I noticed how an amused smirk curved on his lips. He is obviously challenged by my retorting manner.

Somehow, I revelled on that superiority.

However, I've gone ahead of myself.

Because when he saw this, he took a step forward.

One.

Two..

Three...

And, four....

Then, he stopped when we're finally inches away and our small difference in height became visible.

"You dare to disobey me? That's kinda brave of you, Aron." There was playfulness in his voice but I know deep inside that he was getting irritated.

This person dislikes it when things doesn't play out the way he wanted. Because he has his way to make the impossible plausibly possible. By hook or by crook, he would always get what he wants.

And thus, it makes me wonder...

Why is this person so deep-set on dominating me? Manipulating me? And honestly by doing so.. also slowly wrecking what was left of my self-respect and confidence.

"I'm getting impatient so don't make me repeat what I've already said." He muttered, lifting his hand to which the action made me instinctively flinch to.

His eyes darkened with my reaction but I was shamed when that very hand softly stroked my face instead. Yet anxiety still crippled on my skin whenI saw in his eyes that they were becoming a shade darker, his charming and handsome features hardened while his jaw clenched. His expression is telling me that he is waiting for me to heed his order, like I always does because I am... his good boy.

A few more stroke to my smooth cheeks while his glare lingered, I inevitably clicked my tongue which made him grin. I gulped. Because of what I did, he knew that he had me defeated, eventually succumbing to him just like how it should be.

My gaze fell on my shirt then I started from undoing the top button of my uniform shirt, unbuttoning until the last, revealing my snow white, porcelain skin and the guy watching me bare myself naked in his eyes revealed a satisfied smile especially when his eyes landed on a particular area on my chest, specifically on the bruise on my skin.

He brought a finger to graze the mark there. "This... I made it." He uttered rather proudly.

Jerk.

Yet with his deep, dark and low tone, he never failed to make me shiver uncontrollably as I felt more bared even if I'm already naked.

Darn. Of course you did, you beast.

I couldn't help but curse him in my head, the obnoxious guy slipped his hands, wrapping them on my waist then he pulled me closer that our bodies are now touching each other. It was just that but I felt a tingling sensation course through me while the other guy caressed my body. Suddenly, I felt his hands on my ass, doing the caress there, cupping both cheeks of my plump ass in his hands earning himself a satisfying moan from myself.

"S-stop, please. We shouldn't be doing this here. No, n-not here," I complained, realizing the situation and where it will lead the both of us.

But he didn't listen.

As I felt him sniffing the crook of my neck, his soft lips planting tiny kisses on my skin. No, he wasn't hearing me, it's like he has gone deaf, ignoring my words of plea.

"You know what, when I touch you, I could feel you shiver in the palms of my hand and," he said, leaving my neck the stared straight at my eyes. His gaze were darker than earlier and the emotions I could read inbetween them if I could name one then it's... lust.

"..the way you whimper when I," suddenly, his lips found its way to my earlobes, licking them, his tongue rolling around while the sound of his kisses started waking up something inside of me. I grunted involuntarily feeling the wetness in the tip of his tongue tickling my ears.

And I don't like it. How he's teasing me. Not at the moment.

After a second of his lips and tongue lingering on my ears, he distanced himself but his face stayed there to whisper, "do this.. there's no denying," he clicked his tongue "its a fvcking turn on, Aron."

He said, giving a curse inbetween his words.

I shut my eye closed as the latter's hands traveled on my back and eventually found its way, slipping under the pants I am wearing.

"You're so slow to take off all of your clothes, that's why I'd rather do the honor of stripping you then."

I was about to complain, but the other guy was faster. In a swift move, he was able to pull down my pants together with my boxers, leaving me naked and all for his eyes.

A mischievous grin appeared on the latter's face, "And I see your fellow down here is not a liar like you, he's honest."

Sht.

If there's a traitor within myself, of course that would be what is resting in between my legs.

Damned body part.

It was standing and at full attention that made me flushed, embarassed that I was trying to resist at first but my erection failed me the moment it escaped the thin cloth choking it.

The stimulation, the harsh words and teasing, those were all something which had affected this desire. I knew it before, but I get reminded of it all everytime he's infront of me.. this best friend of mine at the same time, a fxck buddy. Or more so, just someone to use, for us to reach our release. Because honestly we haven't gone down all the way yet. However, right now, I am waiting and anticipating for that to happen.

When will he do it?

When the other guy plays with me like this, I like it, when he torture me with his harsh words, it sends an unexplainable feeling inside of me, everything that my best friend does to me, good either bad, pleasure or not, I'd always, always be delighted.

That for sure I could conclude that maybe I am a major masochist.

Because all the pain the other guy makes me feel, physical or emotional, I'd choose to take it in without a protest or maybe... I just grew tired of caring about it.

"Hnggh-!" I was startled, I didn't expect that my best friend would grab my hard-on and stroke it slowly.

My best friend's bigger, calloused and warm hand wrapped around my member, and started moving. I could hear it creating a sensual sound, making me feel utterly weak in return, especially my beating heart, it was pounding hard, anticipating every moment.

I huffed and moaned to the sensation of how my member is getting played. The other guy's hands stroking faster, and by the second it was getting harder for me to breathe.

"Haa- I wanna show you how weak you are, Aron-" His sexy voice said then in a moment of thunder, I was dragged on top of the bed as the other guy pushed me down, straddling me inbetween his legs while pinning both of my hands on the headboard.

I was too lost in the moment to observe what was happening because honestly, all I want as of now is to reach what seems to be... heaven.

Ugh. I want to feel good.

My honest expression was seen by my best friend.

I knew it was erotic and lewd... which is another turn on for him. He told me this before, that when I look like I'm in pure bliss that it would also delight him and ignite his desire for me.

Because of the proud gaze he honored me for my transparent reaction- I whimpered shamelessly under him.

"Now I just wanna violate you more and add another play to spice it up," he commented.

The air smelling more... tantalizing.

My best friend's palm came back to pleasure my member that is throbbing hard, begging to be held while I moan underneath him, and when I felt his lips suddenly capturing my own, I released into his hand without holding back.

"Hah! This was quicker than last time, now it's your turn.."

I was still wobbly and woozy after the pleasure when the other guy zipped down his pants, revealing his own rock-hard member, making me swallow a sticky saliva at the sight.

"Blow me, Aron." he said, moving on top, sliding to kneel in front of my face.

"Niro... this little roleplay is not it for me."

I gave in; calling his name. For the first time in all those episodes where we've been doing it that it now feels normal and comes naturally, I am able to be honest.

Hearing the words which seemed to be a rejection, he was infuriated. "I said give it to me!" He pulled a strand of my hair, dragging my face closer to his aching member as my smooth lips touched the tip.

"Ooh, I want that warm, hot mouth to be filled. Now open up and let me in," he ordered through gritted teeth. In fear of what he may do, I was left no choice and opened my quivering lips apart, my tongue even peeking out that I could imagine myself like a dog waiting enthusiastically for his treat." Open wide, a little gap won't fit me."

"Ughhccck" I grunted once I opened my mouth as wide as I could and Niro shoved his bulging shaft inside my mouth, catching me in surprise.

"Suck me." He said, ordering me to do again.

Powerless but willing, I moved my tongue, licking, then rolling it between the hot flesh while I lifted my free hand to touch the remaining base which couldn't fit and gave it a shy stroke, doing my best to do both things at the same time as tears well up in my eyes.

If this is love.. honestly, I'm torn between wanting it and not having it in the end, but I knew it from the start. You can't love me the way I love you. So I will do my best to please you, to give you all you want even if in exchange, it would be draining me, consuming what was left of me.. because that is love, for me...

'To give without expecting anything in return.'