tasteful

what are you doing here!?

To his old room, type laid to his back to have his arms under his head to have an expressionless face to then take in a very deep breathe to then go to his side to dart his eyes about to then grit his teeth.
Can't believe what my mother told me! Can't fucking believe it!
Type groaned to then move up to sit to move his legs back to bend to look forward to start to get angry at the situation.
Signing, type heard and felt his stomach growl.
Rolling his eyes, he then got off his bed, to then leave his room to go to the kitchen, he passed by his mother who sat to a stool who then looked up to eye over type to watch him go to the fridge.
"Mm... Type?"
Type opened the fridge to look inside.
"Yes?"
"Um..... How long are you going to be here?"
Type made a face to then grab something from the refrigerator to then turn closing the door to then hang his head to look down at the food.
"Maybe another day or two. Can't really stay long."
His mother then hung her head to look to the counter with a face.
"Are..... You sure you can't leave.... Tonight.... It's just...."
Type gritted his teeth.
"I know. I remind you of my sister's. I just wanted to be able to relax a bit before I went back given everything that you...... Told me....... Can I just stay for another day or two. I'll make sure you and dad don't see me "
"Type......I really hope you're not mad at me for something I had no control over."
Type scoffed to roll his eyes.
"I have every right to be angry at the situation. Angery you didn't tell me. Also Angery for the fact my parents don't want anything to do with me even though what I've done for them!"
His mother parted her lips to look up to watch type go to then make a long face to then turn her head to eye down to the counter to then place her hands over her eyes to weep.
Going to his room, type slammed the door to then go to his bed to then eat at his food with a hard face, he then peered his eyes to his side table to see his phone was going off again.
How many times is this vampire going to text or call me? Why does he not seem to get here!?
Type rolled his eyes to eat all his food to then place the plate to his bed to then get up to go to his phone to then grab at it to eye it over to confuseling miss tharn.
Type puckered his mouth to then unlock his phone to then raise an eye brow.
Shit......200 miss calls in just 2 days and 400 text messages. What is wrong with this guy?
Type then shook his head to then place the phone down to not open one to then turn to leave his room, he then went to the front door to then place on his shoes to then leave to go to a corner store.
Type went to the alcohol section to look it over to then sign, he opened the door to then grab something to then close the door, to go about to the front to pay to walk back to his parents house, inside he took off his shoes with his head hung, to then unscrew the cap to lift his head back to start to consume.
Making a sour face, he then took the bottle away from his mouth to make a noise to then start to go back to his room has he was starting to feel the alcohol.
Going to his room, type opened the door to then move his head up to widen his eyes to dart them about a very familiar figure, he turned and quick inside his room to then close his door to lock to eye over it.
"Damnit....." He mumbled.
Tharn looked about his room to then tilt his head to the side.
"You're sisters look very sweet type."
Type placed his forehead to his door.
"You will not talk about them! God this is my parents house, why are you here!" He said through gritted teeth has quietly has he could.
Tharn turned to look him over.
"I've been trying to contact you."
"That does not warrant you just showing up here!"
Tharn looked type over to then eye the bottle to his hand to then roll his eyes to then move to him to take the bottle to toss it to a pillow that was too the side to then step to type to then place his hands to his body to go to his ear, type tensed and hard.
"Try all you want human, know you've missed me, has I have missed you."
Tharn then started to move his hands lower, for type to eye the action to then place his hands to his to then turn to eye over him in a bit of shock.
"What the hell are you doing! My parents are...."
Tharn moved his head closer.
"You're mother just went to bed about 20 mintues ago and your father hasn't woken up once. Now it's our time."
Tharn took his hands from types to then place them too his face to crush his mouth to his to use his tongue to open his mouth to then start to take him back.
Type placed his hands to tharns chest to try and push him back to no avail, tharn then turned them to flop them to the bed to continue to kiss at him and fierce.
Type furrowed his brow has he moved his head back and forth to make a face under tharns kissing to continue to try and push him away.
Tharn then placed his hands to his wrists to then pin them to either side of his head to continue to kiss.
"This is happening type!" Tharn said between there kisses.
Type opened his eyes to look over tharn to start to struggle and thrash.
Tharn then took his mouth away to then move his head up to look over type.
"Why are you struggling against this? Know you want it."
Type darted his eyes over tharn.
"My parents are here tharn, rather they are also or not! Also....." Type started to breathe heavily to look up to eye pictures of his sister's.
Tharn followed his gaze to then move up to then start to take them down, type went on his forarms to eye over him.
"What are you doing!?"
Tharn took down the last to then turn to the side to place them under the bed to then go to types neck to kiss to then take his hands under his shirt to place his thumbs to either nipple to play with.
Type grabbed at his bedding to grip to then lift his head back to softly moan.
Tharn then took one hand down to go to his pants to start to undo, to unzip, to place his hands under his boxers to feel his hardened length to then pull it out to start to stroke.
Type flopped to his back to then place his hands to tharns back to grip, he couldn't fight against this any longer, also even though he wouldn't admit it, type missed tharns touch.
After a very hot, heated round, type was to his stomach with his arms under his head to have his eyes closed to breathe in deep to feel tharn to his back kissing about.
"You can't believe we are done yet type."
Type signed.
"I'm tired."
Tharn then moved his hand inbettwen types legs to then feel his erection.
"Do not believe you are. Also type...... Why did you come here?"
Type took in a very deep breathe to then open his eyes to then shuffle about to then wrap his arms about to look over tharn.
"Explanation or another round"
Tharn narrowed his eyes.
"Explanation and I'll tell you about my gift."
"I explain no second round."
Tharn rolled his eyes.
"If I didn't miss you, I would try harder for that explanation."
Tharn then pressed his mouth to types to then get into position for there second round, not to know, he should have pressed for that explanation however he was too receive it soon.