Fatal Pursuit

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As promised, Ignacio called me the following afternoon.

After the obligatory "how did you sleep" small-talk, the conversation took a more serious tone.

"Infinity I just need to see you again. I can't stop replaying last night in my head. Every time I close my eyes, I see you.  And every time I think about you I remember your smile, the smoothness of your skin, the curves of your body and your sweet taste."

"Ignacio..." I started.

Oh, lord. Please don't tell me this boy is falling for me. It wouldn't be the first time a guy got a taste of some juice from a darker berry and went completely head over heels.

He continued, "Wait, before you say anything, I know how it sounds, alright. But I'm not expecting anything out of this. I know you'll be leaving soon, I just..." he hesitated, I could tell he was trying to choose his words wisely.

"So what exactly are you asking of me, Ignacio?"

"I need your body, Infinity." he finally poured out, "That's not just a desire that is a demand, and with each memory of you it's becoming a basic human need." he pleaded, "I'm not asking to be your goddamn boyfriend, I don't even want that. Just let me show you something real!"

I scoffed, "So, you're basically calling to ask me for a no-strings hookup?"

"No, Infinity," he grumbled, frustration building up in his throat, "This isn't just about me, it's about us."

"Us?" I felt a laugh creep up the walls of my throat but I held it back. I wanted to say little boy, I met you in a club a couple nights ago and we had a little fun last night. There is no us.

"Yes, us. Don't you feel a craving for more of what we did in the caves?"

Honestly, after sleeping in and having a fulfilling session with my rose I didn't feel much of anything in that aspect. For me, the lustful feeling had passed, I was rejuvenated and felt rather indifferent towards him. I curled up on the couch in the living room watching Spanish Seinfeld play on mute, "I can't say I feel the same way as you, Ignacio." I felt that stupid, obese butterfly flailing like a fish out of water in the depths of my stomach.

"How can you even say that?" He sounded so puzzled, "After I had you practically ready to die of ecstasy in my arms, just from my fingers! You want to tell me that you didn't feel that connection, Infinity. Please, I'm dying for more of you. Even just hearing your voice is making me hard."

"Maybe you should just like...jerk off?"

"Jerk off?" he said as if I had just insulted him, "Are you trying to piss me off? Am I not speaking clear English? I want your fucking body under me, exhausted yet begging for more. I want your wet pussy in my face, I want to taste your warmth again. I want to feel you trembling in my arms just like last night. But, this time I want to take you to completion."

"Stop that!"

He continued, "Infinity, I'm going to stand for what's mine. Do you think I'm scared to tell you that I want you?" I started to have flashbacks to early this morning in the caves, I felt that same tingly feeling from the waist down. Just like when he had his tongue inside of me, "I haven't even scratched the surface of all of the things that I plan to do with you when I get you, but oh you'll be shaking even after you learn."

The space between my thighs tingled at these words.

"Fuck! I can't take this anymore, Infinity. Don't you realize that holding this kind of thing inside could have the potential to kill me? I don't think that you understand the magnitude of all of this."