Aaron (R-18)
I slammed him against the elevator wall. Tumama ang likod niya sa malamig na metal, pero ni hindi man lang siya kumurap. Instead, he grabbed my collar with both hands and yanked me in, like he wanted to disappear into me.
Before I could drown again in the taste of him, I slammed my fist against the button to our floor.
Then our mouths collided, tongues warring for space, breath hitching, teeth clashing like we wanted to tear each other apart from the inside out.
He clung to me like we hadn't just been kissing in the rain. I tasted the storm on his lips, the anger he refused to say on his breath.
We held on like the rain never stopped. Like we were still fighting it. Like we hadn't made it out of the wreckage yet.
And I... God, I didn't know how to show just how fucking angry I was at him. At Calista.
But I wanted him to feel it. All of it. In every gasp, in every scrape of teeth, in every bruising grip.
Gusto ko siyang parusahan. Putangina, gusto ko siyang paluhurin.
He gasped when I bit the skin just under his jaw, my tongue chasing the frantic pulse there. The elevator crept upward, too fucking slow.
I hated the drag. And he hated how long I was making him wait.
Then he tried to take over, pushed a thigh between mine, grinding up, trying to pin me back against the wall.
I let him. Let him think he was winning.
Ngumisi siya.
So I grabbed his wrists, slammed them above his head, and crushed my body against his.
"You don't get to win, Levi," I whispered against his cheek. "Not tonight. Not when I'm this mad at you."
He met my eyes, unflinching despite the way his chest was rising and falling like he'd run a goddamn marathon.
"Fuck you, Aaron," singhal niya, pero may ngisi na unti-unting gumapang sa labi niya. "Akala mo siguro hihiga lang ako't magpapaubaya sa'yo, huh?"
Lumapit ako lalo, halos dumampi na ang labi ko sa tainga niya. "That's exactly what you're going to do, baby."
Tumunog ang elevator, and in the next second, we were stumbling out like animals unleashed... still tangled, still clawing at each other. Our lips never parted.
Hindi na ako makapaghintay, putangina. Kung hindi lang talaga kami maiistorbo, I could've fucked him right there in the fucking hallway.
I don't even remember getting the key and opening his door, just the feel of him slamming me against it once we were inside.
Narinig ko ang pag-click ng lock bago niya ako muling sinunggaban, lips hot and hungry. His arms caged me in on either side like he was trying to trap me in place.
I smirked between kisses before flipping us over. Ako na ngayon ang nasa ibabaw, while he gripped my hair like he still thought he had control.
Sinubukan kong i-unbutton ang basa niyang polo, pero sa gigil ko, wala akong matinong mabuksan... so I just tore it open, buttons scattering.
"Gago, Billy Reid 'yan!" he gasped, pulling back for a second.
"Not the time," I growled. "I'll buy you Ralph Lauren bukas na bukas. Dalawa pa if you want."
My eyes swept down his now bare chest, pale from the rain, but flushed from the heat. His lips were parted, pupils blown wide, and his chest rose and fell like he was drowning.
