The Scientist And The Experiment

={Chapter 20: What happened?}=

+{Bryan's POV}+

={WARNING: SMUT/ LEMON, AND PILL TAKING}=

As I walked into my house, locking the front door behind me, I immediately went upstairs to my bedroom and fell backwards onto my bed. I sighed, sitting up, and placed my bag on my night stand next to my bed, before getting up and grabbing some clothes and a towel from my closet to take a quick shower.

After I took a shower, I went down to my kitchen, grabbed a drink from the fridge, and grabbed a single melatonin pill from my cabinet. I swallowed the pill with my drink as I began walking back up the stairs to my room. Once I got to my room, I shut the door behind me, placed my drink on my nightstand, climbed in bed, and played games on my phone, waiting for the melatonin to take affect.

Once I finally fell asleep, I woke up a few hours later in the middle of the night, and heard a sort of scratching noise at my window, next thing I knew, my window was slowly sliding open as Molten crawled through it, into my room. I laid in bed shocked, not knowing what to do or say.

Molten closed the window and curtains behind him as he came inside. Once he turned his head and saw me awake, he smirked, walking over to my bed calmly. "W-what are you doing here? How'd you get out of the foundation?" I asked, honestly both confused, and a little creeped out.

"Don't worry about it brunette, I just came to see you of course," Molten responded with a sadistic tone as he pulled my blanket off of me and threw it in the floor, and crawled on his hands and knees onto my bed, overtop of me. "M-Molten, w-what are you doing?" I asked, trying to hide my uneasiness.

"I said don't worry about it, it's just a little game I'd like to show you, plus, you trust me don't you?" Molten asked, still smirking with a sadistic tone. "Well, y-yea," I responded, with a slight shake in my voice. "Good," Molten seemed to hiss, but not angrily, instead it sounded like a seductive hiss.

Molten then began sucking, licking and kissing on my neck, making me moan once he found my sweet spot as he began attacking it. "M-Molten! Ah~" I couldn't help but moan a bit when I tried to speak, until he finally stopped after a good ten minutes, leaving my neck covered in hickeys and bite marks, while my sweet spot was even a little bruised.

Molten then slid his hand into my pants and boxers and began playing with my member, causing me to moan once more. "M-Molten, why are you doing this~?" I managed to ask, but moaning with every word. "Because, it gets boring at the foundation, and I missed you," Molten said as he was now pulling on my member, causing me to moan out helplessly at the friction.

"M-Molten! P-please just fuck me already~!" I managed to moan out. "Not until you pleasure me brunette~," Molten responded with a sadistic smirk, with lustful eyes. Molten then kissed me passionately before licking my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I opened my mouth slightly before Molten stuck his tongue in, exploring every inch of my mouth, not leaving a single corner unexplored.

Molten finally pulled away after about another ten minutes, leaving a trail of saliva hanging between our mouths. As we cleaned up our mess, Molten began to pull off my boxers, staring down at my exposed member. "Not bad, decent sized," Molten said to himself, before licking the tip of my member.

Molten eventually got my entire member in his mouth, sucking on it as his head bobbed up and down, making me moan with pleasure and delight. Once he stopped, he exposed his own member and began to line up with me, "This may hurt brunette," Molten informed me. "I'm aware, just do it already," I responded. "As you wish my love~," Molten replied seductively.

Just then, I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock, looking around my bedroom in a bit of a panic, confused on what just happened. "W-was it a dream?" I asked aloud in a quiet tone, even though I live alone. I grabbed my work clothes and went into my bathroom to get dressed, as I looked in the mirror, I saw that there weren't any marks on my neck, meaning it had to be a dream.

"I'm never taking melatonin again," I decided, mumbling to myself as I was leaving my house, heading for the foundation for another, interesting day, to say the least.