From Hate to Captivate (Boyxboy)

Chapter 2

This is it. He was sure of it. And not wanting to get the thrashing of his life, he was adamant at clawing and snapping at the white on top of him, even if his neck was too short to reach Xavier. He was at a serious disadvantage and that huge body loomed atop of him. Still, unmoving, silent, his eyes never moved but his gaze seem to follow and penetrate deep to his core. If Mona Lisa was a statue, Xavier should be nominated as an impersonator. He felt uncomfortable, unable to escape the field of vision. Could he even escape? Xavier was staring so closely and yet it felt like he was looking at his whole body as well.

Yana began to yield his attempts. Perhaps Xavier took it as a sign of compliance but he made such a strange move after that. Lowering his head carefully, he sniffed Yana starting from the chest to the crevice of his neck. It was not a friendly sort of sniff but a curious one. Yana's fur crackled like electricity when the wet nose brushed against the thick rim of fur. Xavier was dangerously close to him. To add to that, it wasn't just Yana that was tense. Xavier was obviously equally tensed as well. The way his muscles ripped and flexed. He was apparently clawing the ground too with excessive force. What is going on? What's going on in his head? Xavier pressed his nose into the soft fur. And he was hit sharply. Yana had swiped a forepaw at Xavier's face but it was done out of stimulus, not purposefully. He just got a shock. There was no harm intended.

Heavy breathing.

The air had suddenly become very still.

Xavier was shocked. He had not seen it coming at all. The two remained there frozen. Every second contributed to making the atmosphere even worse than it had been. Yana, not having the energy to remain in this form reverted back. Then, he pushed Xavier off of him and ran.

That too was an act of stimuli.

Fear surged through him into a jolt. Why had he done that? He was weaker in this form. Xavier could stay that way indefinitely and if he decides to maul him right now, Yana would possibly die. Expectedly, Xavier caught up with him. Unexpectedly, he knew because a hand gripped his. By then, he was already giddy from fear until he failed to notice that Xavier was not actually angry with him. Well, it's still near impossible to tell whether he's mad or not since he keeps a straight face all the time.

  Then, he was pulled.....into an embrace?

The odd behaviour did not stop there. He curiously sniffed Yana's neck and the back of his head. Yana remained perfectly still. Everything happened too quickly. He couldn't even articulate his thoughts. Meanwhile, Xavier had somehow taken an interest in Yana's left ear. He licked it a little and who-knows-where that feral instinct came from and he nipped the sensitive cartilage. Hard.

!!

Xavier was briefly interrupted from his little activity when Yana suddenly pushed him away. He may have overdid it since he fell onto the floor from his own push force as well. He was beginning to get the idea of what was going to happen to him. All he knew now was to get away. They would probably end up doing it sooner or later and he was interested in the later bit. If he held out long enough, perhaps his strength would return? Best be on the move now.

And his legs betrayed him.

Xavier wasn't angry. Yes, he was angry (and annoyed) before but he wasn't angry now. He was just annoyed, and this time, for a very different reason. This, could be what he had been waiting for. It was beckoning him ever so strongly, the lascivious act he was about to perform on the male below him. He swiftly pinned Yana down.

It was frightening, yes. But he (actually) preferred this face over a face that was filled with lust.

Suddenly both his hands were pinned above him. Forgetting his thoughts, he could feel his heart in his throat. (Actions speak louder than expressions in this case?) Immediately after that, he was grinded into. Really hard.