This is gonna be a very smutty book. hehehe.
but I know you guys have perfected the blank faces (iykyk)
Pairings we cann't get over.
[Pairing Requests are open. Mention in the comments section which couple you want.]
The white light that entered through the curtains woke me up. It was a white overcast day. It took me a minute to realize I was in Ming's bedroom. Slowly I turned around in the dark bedsheets and saw him sleeping soundly. He didn't look that cold when he was sleeping. His sleepy face softened his strong features: his sharp jawline and his high-bridged nose. His wavy black hair was all messy and yet he looked so delectable...
I grabbed my phone from the night table. 11:00 a.m. Quite late, but we did have fun last night. I sank back into the soft pillows thinking about what happened... The smell and the taste... It was all coming back to me, like in a dream. Something I never expected to do in real life... I got lost in my memories...
I snapped out of it when I heard Ming waking up. He stretched his arms upwards weaving his fingers and pushing them up, causing the white duvet to drop a bit uncovering his abs and the trail of trimmed hairs all the way to his....
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"Morning..." He mumbled.
"Hi..." I replied.
"I need some coffee...You want something...?" He offered, scratching his head and getting up on the right side of the bed.
"Coffee's fine," I replied.
He then grabbed some black boxers from his closet and put them on. I did the same thing finding my underwear and shirt on a pile of my stuff. At some point last night, he had organized and folded my clothes neatly on a chair.
We both walked lazily to the kitchen/ living room area. I could finally take a good look at the apartment. The room was an open concept divided by an island that served as a table, with tall black stools on each side. In the living room, he had a comfy beige sectional sofa, that matched the minimal design of the apartment.
I thought about how hard it was to keep light-colored furniture clean, while he put a moka pot on the stove. He prepared some fruits and toast to eat. I sat on the other side and helped him set the table. Once everything was ready, he sat down. I noticed he wasn't all there. His coal-black eyes looked lost in his thoughts.
"What's wrong?" I asked while he poured some hot coffee into our mugs.
"Nothing...It's just... I don't normally bring people over..." He admitted.
I could tell but I decided to keep my mouth shut. There was something about the apartment... It had everything you needed, but it didn't feel inviting.
"So...why did you bring me over then?"
"I don't know..." He said sipping his black coffee.
It dawned on me that we had never had a normal conversation, outside of the room he rented to fuck me. We had met several times there. We didn't know much about each other and to be fair, I didn't know where our relationship was going.
"What about Tong, did you bring him here?" I asked tentatively while tasting the oranges he had peeled and cut into segments. The oranges were sweet and juicy.
"P'Tong huh? So... you were paying attention yesterday..." He said showing me his bright smile, masking the hesitant tone in his voice.
" Well...If we're going to talk about exes. You go first..." He demanded while spreading butter on some toast. I could sense Ming wanted to keep control of the conversation...
"Well,I know its hard for you to believe with especially how good looking I am but you are the first person I have invested my feelings in. "
He responded with a smirk.
"Yeah...It's your turn now...Tell me about Tong..." I added, pointing at him with a fork I was using to pick fruit.
"...Tong was unreciprocated one sided love I had... It was...complicated..."
"You see...when I got into this world, it seemed perfect for me... I could satisfy my selfish needs and the ones of a guy who wanted a one time show... I could devote as much time and money as I wanted to it. It sounded like a win-win situation for both parties..."
I listened attentively while holding the mug between my hands.
"Anyhow... I don't know why I'm giving you all these details..." He admitted sipping from his cup.
"You are doing it because you like me..." I cockily replied with a smile.
"You are a tease...you know that..."
"Try these..." He offered, holding a sliced strawberry, although it sounded more like a command.
I got close so he could put it in my mouth. It was more playful than sensual, but it was fun to see this side of him. I know he couldn't wait to direct my every move. I could see a glimmer in his eyes. His thirst for power. He couldn't stand me being in front of him and not on his feet. Both talking at eye level. I was relishing in this silly power struggle.
We continued teasing like that for a while. It felt odd to chit-chat like that. He was actually a nice guy, but I guessed it was true that he liked being in control. Maybe that's why he didn't do boyfriends. I was trying to put together the pieces of this puzzle.
We finished the food and then he did the dishes, while I tidied up the bedroom.
