Sinful Addiction

4

The sunlight hit Gulf on his face waking him up from his peaceful slumber. His peaceful face scrunched up and on opening his eyes, his face muscles refused to twitch. He was frozen to find himself tangled to 2 men. 2 topless men to be exact.

He was laying on the twin he recognized as Mew. Literally laying in top of his entire body!

Tharn lay beside them with his hands around Gulf's waist and legs curling up Gulf's calf.

Gulf slowly wiggled away from the 2 of them and ran into the washroom. After spending a few minutes and calming his beating heart, Gulf went about his business and came into the kitchen to cook something to fill his grumbling stomach.

Gulf was mixing the batter for pancakes while he felt a pair of hands around his waist.

"What the heck!" Gulf exclaimed in shock and turned to see Mew with a smile.

"Good morning, baby!" Mew kissed Gulf on his lips to get out a gasp from him.

"Pevert! Stop doing this." Gulf pushed Mew away.

"Baby, I can't stop myself from falling for you."

"Damn! Go away!"

"No!" Mew hugged Gulf again tighter.

"No!" Gulf screamed trying to push the dragon man away from him.

"Damn! Why are you two disturbing me sleep?" Tharn asked in a hoarse morning voice.

"You are in trouble, baby!" Tharn whispered in Gulf's ears making him widen his eyes and gulp in fear.

"Baby was just trying to make pancake and avoiding me. He was screaming not me!" Mew said with a smirk.

"Kitten, you don't disturb my sleep for no reason." Tharn said in a low growl.

"Th-tha-tharn, I am s-sorry." Gulf said with obvious fear for his life.

Tharn took slow steps towards Gulf.

"Now you disturbed me, it's punishment time for you."

Gulf took a few steps backward and sprinted out of the kitchen for his dear life.

"Come back here, kitten. It will be worse if I get my hands on you myself." Tharn was chasing Gulf.

"No! Go away you prick!"

"Bad choice, baby!" Mew shouted out from the kitchen.

A second, Gulf was on the floor running but the next, he was swept of his feet into a dangling position like a sack of potatoes over Tharn's shoulder.

"No! Leave me!" Gulf hit Tharn's back to get him to drop Gulf down.

Tharn ignored him and tossed Gulf onto the couch after which he himself laid partially on top if Gulf not allowing the younger to move.

"Stop!" Gulf tried to put himself off Tharn.

"Nope! Be my pillow." Tharn said and dozed off to sleep in less than a minute.

Gulf could barely move.

"He is a fast sleeper. He wakes up only if he hears loud voices like you screaming bloody murder." Mew said as he stood in front of the couch.

"Please help." Gulf said.

"I will but only if I get something in return."

"What do you want?"

"A session!" Mew smirked.

"What session?" Gulf asked with wide eyes in fear of the answer.

"A make out session."