I arrived at my dorm, walking slowly feeling the burning sensation in my ass and is still in deep thoughts on how I will face Forth. Surely questions will be asked by him and I'm not ecstatic to answer any questions he has for I is also not sure with the answer. I put my phone on my bedside table.
I feel sticky so I took off my clothes and pants and hit the bathroom wincing at every move. The soothing warm water feels heavenly in my aching body particularly in my ass. Thank gods for the warm bath. I never thought being a bottom will be this painful. I unconsciously linger longer than necessary washing my dick and the scene of Forth worshipping it last night flash back. His begging eyes, asking me permission, his warm mouth engulfing me, the noise of his wet lips smacking my skin. The wat he played with my tip.
"Ahhh... aaaahhhh... aaaaahhhhhh Forth!" and I cummed. In the shower. Alone. With only the flashback images of Forth and I's lustful night. I never think I cummed this hard while jerking myself. After I tool control of my rugged breathing, a wave of discomfort hit me hard.
I'm not gay... what's happening to me? I like pussies and boobs I told myself repeatedly as I wash away the evidence of my self-gratification. I hurriedly finished my bath that took longer than what I normally do and dried myself. I rummaged my closet with comfortable cloths and the grand price winner is a loose pajama after which, I took some advil to ease the pounding in my head and settled in my bed.
What now Beam? I ask me. Told you. I do this a lot. I never got and answer as I was lulled to sleep.
I was awakened by a loud pounding in my door. Whoever is knocking surely will have a bruised knuckles if he or she continue to do so. Wait. I think is my door that is being pounded like crazy by whoever it is.
I check my phone beside and saw its already 4pm. I slept half a day. The pounding continues and drag my sleepy ass to the door before my whole building shakes. I open my door, my eyes widen in shock and slam the door shut again forcefully.
I'm not ready for this I internally told myself. Please go away. But of course, the pounding continues.
"We need to talk" a strong and manly voice said on the opposite side as he continues pounding my poor door.
"No. we don't." I said in a shaky voice. Frank why does my voice betrayed me again today?
"Open this damn door Baramee or I swear to all the holy ill break this down" he said as he, more forcefully, pounded on my door.
"We don't need to talk about anything, Jutarapoom. go away!" I retorted. Please go away, I need more time to think this through. I beg silently.
There was a quiet for a few seconds and I really thought he headed my plea until a thunderous door hammering that sent shivers down my spine echoes and I really think my door would break any second so I hurriedly open the door and in face to face again with a very angry looking Forth Jutarappoom in my door steps.
"Took you long enough" he told me and gave me an evil grin with a mischievous glim playing in his dark eyes. He then uninvitedly stepped into my room and was polite enough removing his shoes and made a beeline to my couch and setting comfortable like he own the place.
"By all means, please, do come in. while we're at it, would you like some refreshments? I said in my most sarcastic tone. But Forth just chucked and made himself more comfortable, took a throw pillow and hugged it acting cute and all.
Is this the Forth everyone fears? The scary head hazer, ruthless gang leader and fierce boss? Why is he acting cute and making himself comfortable in my couch? I mentally debated.
"I told you, we need to talk" he said
"No, we don't" I countered.
He slowly rises from the couch, dropped the throw pillow, and slowly walked towards me as I was still standing near the door. I gulp feeling the sudden dropped of temperature in my room why is it cold? Is the thermostat broken? I asked me as Forth staked towards me with sharp eyes, cold demure and a dark aura surrounding him. I gulp again as I see now why everyone is afraid of Forth.
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Fanfiction***I gave Forth a packed punch in the stomach "That's for my bleeding, bruised lips and you might want to rethink about getting anywhere near my lips again, Jutarapoom. I don't think we want a repeat of what just had happen, do we?" I sassily inform...