SERIES: CHAOS by: GoldenTurtle

DAY 12: MIDNIGHT S(M)NACK (2 | R18-END)

"oOMPH!"

Beacrox almost vomit as he received Cale's shaft into his mouth, his saliva was dripping on the sides of his lips, little tears were escaping from his eyes, and bullets of sweat were rolling down his jaw.

"Haa.. haa.. bitch, you suck."

Cale said with a crumpled expression, his jaw was clenched as his hands grasped Beacrox's hair, shoving his cock into his mouth.

"Hngh!"

Cale fasten the thrust as Beacrox's mind went blank and hazy, he was having a hard time breathing due to the pressure. With one full thrust, Beacrox choked with the redhead's warm and bursting semen.

"We're done if you spill anything."

Cale ordered as he pull Beacrox's hair, staring at the man below him, he smirked when Beacrox swallowed his juices whole.

"Good boy."

Cale stood up and brushed his hair back. He pulled a piece of paper from the table and a fountain pen, he saw them underneath the table in the living room and decided to bring them. Cale was still wearing his clothes, from top to toe, only revealing his ever-standing hard shaft.

"Steak, hmm, how would you like your steak sir?"

Cale asked, teasing Beacrox who was fully naked. His clothes were scattered all over the dining room. His face was flushed and beet red.

"I-Immediately."

"I want it immediately."

Beacrox said with finality, Cale scoffed and chuckled.

"You want it immediately? Hahaha! You don't like it rare, medium-rare, or done, but immediately huh?"

Cale laughed so hard, he squinted his eyes, and his brows furrowed.

"Ha! Were you always liked this? Hmm?"

The redhead asked as he crouched down, facing Beacrox.

"I-"

"You were lusting over your master who was 10 years younger than you, what loyalty!"

Beacrox eyes shook and bit his lower lip.

"On your knees, and grab the edge of the table."

Cale motioned his head, ordered Beacrox to kneel and grab the edge of the table. Beacrox's eyes were filled in confusion.

"You said you want the steak immediately."

Beacrox's face was so flustered and he hurriedly do so. He grabbed the edge of the dining table, and kneeled down, facing the open living room he furrowed his eyes when he felt something hard poking him.

"You're so lewd sir, what will you do if someone barged in here?"

*smack!*

Beacrox's eyes shook in pleasure and pain when Cale's long and hard cock entered him without warning.

"Hngh!"

*thrust* *thrust* *fwop!*

"So tell me.."

Cale said as he continued to pound Beacrox, the dark brown-haired man lose his grip on the table and was eventually almost crawling on the floor. His eyes were rolling up due to the pleasure while his saliva was dripping on the floor.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! ah!"

He moaned like crazy, he want this. This is what he had been dreaming of ever since.

"Tell me, you are not feeding me food that the ingredient was from being shoved in your ass right?"

Cale said with a ragged voice, as he weakly lift Beacrox's waist.

"No-agh~!"

Beacrox bit his tongue when the young master suddenly hit his prostate. His eyes widen and his mouth gaped open, he was having a hard time breathing with the intense action. Cale's cock harden even more when he felt that Beacrox was tightening around him.

"Agh~! Wait! Young M-master!"

Beacrox tried to reach Cale's hand on his waist, however, Cale hugged him from behind, and thrust him even faster.

"Agh! Agh! Too much!"

"This, this, hot-augh!"

Beacrox's vision was shaking as his legs almost gave out when he orgasmed both in the back and front.

"Ah, ah , ah.."

He moaned as Cale cummed inside him, filling him with hot juices. The redhead let him go and he slumped on the floor as if he had used all of his strength. Without minding whether the floor is dirty or not.

Cale brushed his hair back when he felt a presence inside the villa.

"Why are you here?"

Cale asked Choi Han who was holding a wooden sword, seems like he had just finished training. He had a serious look on his face while staring at Cale.

"Cale-nim, I came here for my midnight snack."

Choi Han answered as he let go of the sword. Cale raised his brow.

"I thought I was the only customer tonight Cale-nim.."

Choi Han and his sulking voice, as if displeased and disappointed, Cale chuckled.

"Well, someone was starving, I had to feed him."

Cale glanced over Beacrox who fell asleep on the floor. Cale motioned Choi Han towards Beacrox.

"Drag him to his room and take a shower after."

Cale said as he removed the chef coat and walked towards the living room.

"Cale-nim.."

"Do not worry Choi Han, I have prepared a new dish for you. Do you like Chicken Lollipop?"

Cale asked as he glanced at the swordmaster. Choi Han plastered a gentle smile as he stare at Cale's pants.

"Yes, with extra white sauce please."

Notes:

How about you? How would you like your steak done?