Crazy in Love

Chapter 11

A/n: ⚠️⚠️⚠️  Mature content....!
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Zhan's pov

I am currently lying in bed on a rather unexpected chilly morning. Where exactly am I? Ah, yes, I remember now. I am in my dorm room. How did I manage to end up here?

The last thing I remember before losing consciousness was being hit and kicked in the stomach by that senior in geology class, and finally being rescued by a handsome man.

But how did I end up in my room!?! Where are my friends??

As I was attempting to rise from the bed, I made sure to move slowly in order to avoid hurting my injured stomach. However, I was taken aback when a strong arm pulled me back onto the bed...

I was so shocked that I couldn't even yell for help. I felt completely frozen due to shock of what is happening. And that strong guy embraced me, snuggled to me as though we had been intimately familiar for a long time.

Slowly, very slowly I turn my head to look at that person's face.. and I must say that I am even more surprised..

Lying next to me, half naked is the guy who saved me at parking lot. It lookes like we both were keeping each other warm till now.

"Good Morning..." He said as he smiled at me... And all I could think was, "Oh shit...!" He looked hot when he smiled, unlike the parking lot situation where he was worried about me..

Again.. What was his name...? Shit I forgot to ask yesterday.. I will ask him later.. Now I need to conentrate on him.. I am about to ask him what this situation is about..

But suddenly...

He’s kissing my neck and touching me all over. His breath is hot on my skin and it’s getting heavier as he is kissing me through my clothes...

My body is aching for him. I want him to take my lips in his.. but he keeps dragging kisses from my neck to my chest to my stomach...

All I could do was just blink and give in to the pleasure he was giving as it is the first time I am going through this..

His hands gently sliding into my pants, to my center and he is stroking me, rubbing me so hungrily while listening to my moans...

As soon as I let that moan out, I covered my mouth with my palm..

What the fuck are you doing Zhan???!?! I chided myself.

I have never thought that I could moan like this.. I have never ever moaned like this in my entire casanova life..

His tongue tasting my nipple and his teeth grazing them so violently yet so perfectly.

Soon he stopped what he was doing.. I could feel my disappoinment. I slowly turned towards him to see him asleep, his breathing steady.. I still can't grasp the situation we are in so I try to sneak away, to take a shower and to clear my brain..

But suddenly his arms snuggles me to his bulk, which made me yelp in surprise..

What the fuck is happenning here..? Why am I not protesting against him? Why am I liking what he is doing to me.. I am not even gay to like this... 

As I was deeply in my thought, his tongue is now on my throat. He hands sliding in again, pumping me again. And he is so good at it- torturing me with his needs, wanting me and marking me...