Without Toppings

Chapter 7

Car (R-18)

Our bodies collided in the cramped space of his car, at ramdam ko na mas lalong umiinit 'yong paligid.

"T-teka, ang sikip, tangina," singhal ko, feeling the car's interior pressing against me at every move.

The leather squeaked beneath us as I adjusted my position. Nakapatong kasi ako sa kanya ngayon, habang siya ay nasa ilalim, halos naka-sandwich kami sa loob ng kotse. I was practically grinding on him, at ramdam ko na tumatama 'yong matigas niyang umbok sa pwetan ko.

But it wasn't just that— my head was already aching from being knocked against the roof multiple times. Tangina, magkakabukol pa ata ako sa ulo kakabagok sa kotse niya.

Kanina pa ako nabubugbog sa loob ng kotse niya dahil sa kalikutan ng ginagawa namin. Alam kong gumagalaw na rin 'yong kotse niya sa labas, kaya ngayon tinatawag ko lahat ng Santo na sana walang makakakita.

Alam kong sobrang obvious. We were two grown men crammed into his car, limbs tangling. At punyeta, it didn't help na dito pa namin naisip gawin 'to.

"See?" His voice was dark and teasing. "Choose your battles wisely, Yuno. I told you, we could've done this in my condo. We can try every position there."

"Tanga, pinagbibigyan ka na nga, gumugusto ka pa." My voice came out breathless, frustrated.

He smirked, eyes dancing with amusement. "Says the one who nearly tore my lips off from kissing."

Napatingin ako sa labi niyang may sugat. His lower lip was split from the corner, probably from how rough I'd been earlier, but instead of feeling guilty, all I could think about was how much I wanted to bite him again.

The way his lips swelled, the way his blood tasted— shit. Was this some kind of hidden kink? Tangina, Yuno, umayos ka.

"Wait." His voice cut through my daze as he reached for the side of his seat, adjusting the controls until his seat slid back a little.

Ngumisi siya ng parang tanga. "Now, enjoy the full view."

Napatingin naman ako sa kanya, feeling the pull in my chest. His hair was a tousled mess, his shirt wrinkled and hanging open enough to reveal the hard lines of his chest. His eyes were hooded, his cheeks flushed with heat, and his bruised and bleading lips, were parted just enough to make me want to lean down and kiss him again.

Fuck, gusto kong matikman ulit.

Before I could react, he pulled me down for another kiss, lips crashing into mine, rough and desperate. Ramdam ko na parehong mainit na 'yong mga katawan namin, our lips moving against each other, teeth grazing, breath mingling until it felt like we were drowning.

His hands moved to my neck, then his lips trailed down to my neck, planting wet kisses along my skin.

"Huwag mong markahan," I whispered, feeling his teeth graze my collarbone.

"Can't help it," he rasped, against my skin, before sucking hard on the side of my neck.

I gasped, my hand instinctively tangling into his hair, pushing him closer, encouraging him to leave more.

In one swift move, hinila niya 'yong polo ko, at tumalsik 'yong mga butones nito. Nagulat ako sa bilis ng pangyayari. Pangalawang beses na 'to. Tangina?

"F-fuck, bakit mo sinira? Oh, shit— Cid!" My voice cracked when I felt his tongue flick over my nipple, sending a shock of pleasure straight to my core.

He sucked hard, teeth grazing the sensitive skin, and I practically melted into him. Every flick of his tongue, every rough scrape of his teeth had me on edge, and I could feel myself getting harder by the second.