Sweet Rivalry : From Bitter Enemies To Sweet Lovers (BXB)

Extra: Perfume 🔞

Charles Pov

As the wedding party wound down, guests began to trickle out, their laughter and chatter fading into the night.

I was in mid-conversation with Rome when Neo approached, his voice cutting through the hum of departing well-wishers.

Neo: Come here! My parents want to meet you,"

he said, urgency laced with excitement.

I had noticed it earlier, but the words never left my lips, Neo's scent was intoxicating.. a fragrance that seemed to call to me, wild and untamed.

I confessed that as much during our car ride,

Me: I can't seem to focus.. your perfume.. it's making me crazy. I really want to eat you out.

But he didn't take it seriously and chuckled.

Now, as I excused myself from Rome and followed Neo, that same scent enveloped me, a siren's call I struggled to resist. Throughout the party it was really hard for me to hold myself back for the sake of the public.

I took a deep breath as we approached our parents, who stood together like pillars of warmth, their smiles as inviting as the soft glow of the lanterns above.

Neo's Mother: There comes our sweethearts.

I smiled and greeted them back while
Neo's presence was a magnetic force, and as he stood beside me, I found myself lost in a haze of desire.

My breaths became heavy as His parents' words were a distant murmur, their voices drowned out by the pounding of my heart, urging me to reach out, to feel the reality of Neo's touch.

I stretched my hand and grabbed Neo from his butt, making sure that our parents didn't notice.

I could sense Neo was shocked as we were in public but I couldn't resist it anymore. My body was moving itself. The scent was pulling me close to him, making me do intimate things.

I softly closed the distance between us and licked his ear sneakily. Which made him jolted over. He was lost in the conversation protecting his image in front of our parents. I wanted to throw him down and lick him all over already. But then a sound came,

"Right, Charles?" his mother's voice broke through, expecting a response I hadn't heard.

And I was back in reality. I realised my hands were actually folded not touching him whatsoever. "I'm hopeless. I mumbled."

Now I was more hopeless because I had to answer his mother who was asking me questions. I offered her a smile, a vague affirmation, "Yes, Mother. We surely will." But then Neo, stepped in seamlessly, back me up. His words a lifeline as I floundered in my distraction.

Neo's Father: Then I'll look after the guests who are leaving.

Neo's Mother: I'm coming too.

His father announced his departure to bid farewell to the remaining guests, and my parents soon became engrossed in conversation with Chloe, who video called them just in time.

A whisper escaped my lips, a realization of the moment before us.

Me: This is my chance.

With a gentle tug, I grasped Neo's hand, our fingers intertwining as I led him away from the hall, away from the eyes of the world, into a space where only we existed.

The night air was cool, a stark contrast to the warmth that radiated from his skin, and as we stepped into the restroom.

My gaze went to a sign saying, "Wet floor" I picked it up and placed it at the front of the door, so that no one disturbs us. Then I locked the door from inside and removed my coat.