Sweet Revenge

Chapter 33

☝️Gulf's sigh in the video is just too real lol.

When Gulf returned home after celebrating his revenge plan, he was surprised when he saw Mew crouching infront of his door.

For a moment he thought Mew was sleeping so he called out his name and Mew looked up with a puffy face. As soon as he saw Gulf, tears just ran down his cheeks and his mouth trembled so much he bit it and a muffled sob escaped. His heart was breaking and all he could think of was Gulf.

Gulf wanted to ignore him. He wanted to just open his door and get in then slam it on his face but the puppy eyes 🥺 Mew was making wouldn't let him be that selfish.

He helped Mew up and opened his door. As soon as they got in, Mew hugged tight and sobbed his heart out.

"I'm sorry," he apologized in the midst of his crying.

"For what," Gulf gently rubbed his back.

"I'm hurting so much and I don't know where to go."

Mew sighed shakily as he gripped Gulf tighter.

"I don't have anywhere else to go. If I went home by myself I was scared I wouldn't get home."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid of what I might do to myself." He sobbed.

Gulf's heart clenched as he remembered that feeling. The feeling of being scared of himself.

He came out of the hug and led Mew to his bedroom. He opened the sheets and guided Mew to rest. Mew grabbed his hand before he could go out,

"Did it help you with the pain?" Mew asked in a whimper, his thumb going under Gulf's sleeve to rub the scar on his wrist.

Gulf's forehead scrunched confused by the question.

"I don't think I can survive tonight Nong. Did the pain on your thigh hurt more than your heart?"

Gulf felt satisfied and he felt conflicted. He was satisfied by the fact that Mew was having a heartbreak from Donald. They had not broken up 6 years ago and his act with Mild ended whatever lingering feelings they had for each other. It was a necessary evil he had to do to make sure Mew would never go back to Donald again. However, he was now conflicted about whether he had approached this matter the right way since Mew's state of mind was not right.

Mew's tears had not stopped ever since he raised his head outside the door and he whimpered, trying to make himself as small as possible.

"Please save me." He pleaded squeezing Gulf's hand. "I've lost everything and I feel like I'm losing myself." He gripped his heart as he felt a pain that could not be put into words.

It hurt so bad. The betrayal, the regret, the pain was just too much. It was his first love officially ending and he felt suffocated by all these emotions.

Gulf saw himself struggling in Mew. It was never easy to come out of the pit of hell where Mew was. He had experience it and he could relate.

"Can I have a razor too? I don't think I can take it Nong,". Mew sighed with his mouth, his nose blocked from so much crying.

Gulf teared up, sad emotions engulfing his heart. His hands started shaking. He had been triggered. The need to start cutting returned again as he remembered the pain and the struggle. He started scratching his thigh desperately trying to distract his mind.

Mew noticed Gulf rubbing his thigh so he caressed his hand and that got Gulf's attention. He turned to see Mew with snort and tears smeared on his face. He sat on the bed and slowly wiped the tears on his cheeks. Mew sighed closing his eyes, exhausted and that only made more tears fall.

Gulf reached on his nightstand and got a tissue, to wipe Mew's nose. His pinky grazed Mew's lips as he cleaned Mew's face and Mew looked at him with teary eyes screaming for help.

Gulf stared back thinking of what to do with these tears that wouldn't stop.

This time he intentionally caressed Mew's down lip slowly, softly. His pinky opened the down lip and started playing there not so innocently.

It went on for a couple of seconds until the pinky started approaching Mew's mouth. Gulf's eyes went back and forth Mew's lips and Mew's eyes.

Mew welcomed the pinky with his teeth and he slightly bit it, his eyes not leaving Gulf's face. Gulf moved it across the perfectly lined teeth, now breathing deeply; aroused. His breath hitched when Mew's tongue licked his tiny finger. It didn't stop with licking, it went on to sucking and by then Gulf had stopped breathing. This was too erotic to witness. He noticed Mew's tears had stopped but the pain still remained in his eyes.

"Can I?" Gulf asked for permission, his heart threatening to escape. Mew's hand slowly came up, touching as much skin as possible, if not going over Gulf's clothes. It got to the back of Gulf's head and pulled it to him. Their lips crashed with an oomph but that didn't stop them from finding a rhythm in their kiss. Gulf moved on top of Mew as they started a healing make out session.

When everything got heated, the moves of their hips and the sucking of tongues, Gulf paused and came out of the kiss. Mew whined urging Gulf to not stop grinding against him, pushing his head back into the kiss.

"What are you thinking?" He questioned with seductive eyes.

Mew swallowed spit trying to clear his head,he couldn't think. He licked his lips suddenly feeling the loss of wet lips against his.

His mouth reached out for Gulf's to continue their kiss but again the kiss was interrupted by Gulf pulling out.

"Nooooong," he whined frustrate by the tease.

"I asked you a question."

"What was the question?"

"What are you thinking?"

"How can I think when you're teasing me like this. I just want you...Badly. My mind is blank and I can't stop anticipating what is about to happen between us. So if you're curious about what I'm thinking then I don't know. You naked spread out and me between your legs, fucking you as hard as I can because I'm so horny for you right now. Then cuddle you in the morning and kiss you goo-

Gulf swallowed Mew's words as they continued with their kiss. When it was too much to bear, Mew undressed first taking everything off hurriedly before Gulf could change his mind. He helped Gulf take off his clothes and there on his thigh he saw the horrific looking scars making out his mother's name. The guilt came back.

Gulf started feeling insecure under Mew's gaze. He was about to get off the bed to put on some pants when Mew moved first, laying on the bed between his legs. Gulf thought Mew was about to suck his dick but was surprised when Mew's torso turned to face his thigh. Mew held his thigh tenderly and caressed the good skin. The affected areas were almost healed up.

"P'Mew," Gulf felt scrutinized under the Mew's gaze.

Mew laid the first kiss on the corner of the first letter. Gulf's thigh jolted startled by the gentle move. Mew kissed the four letters possessively his eyes closed. He worshipped Gulf's thigh lovingly and Gulf felt the satisfaction and the peace he was searching for.

As soon as Mew's lips landed on the corner of the last letter, Gulf pulled him back to him impatiently and started kissing him hard. This kiss was different. This kiss was claiming Mew. The hickeys he planted on Mew's neck evidence of what he was feeling in that moment. He made love to Mew's ear licking his earlobe and then he moaned in Mew's ear,

"Fuck me p'"