BLACK and WHITE

Chapter Thirteen : "I like you"

"....Nngh"

Leo groaned as he held his aching head. It took a while for it to calm down a little. He slowly sat up while massaging his aching temple. Suddenly he felt nauseous. He palmed his mouth and quickly dashed out to the bathroom and emptied his stomach.

He felt better after that. He sighed and approached the sink, turned on the tap and scooped some water and washed his face and mouth as well.

"...ouch"

He suddenly felt a stinging pain on his lower lip. He looked at his reflection on the mirror and saw a cut on his lower lip.

Hmm? How did that... get there?

He raised his hand and slightly touched it. It stung a little. Hmm, Must have been so drunk that I bruised my lip.

"The worst part... I can't even remember how it happened"....

He sighed softly and brought down his hand. "Note yourself, never drink alcohol again" He made a mental note and left the bathroom. He laid down back on the bed and stretched a little. The bed felt so unusually soft and warm and comfy today, with a refreshing, woody fragrance with notes of lavender and cedarwood.

Wait.... Lavender and cedarwood?!... That's not my scent!

"I can see that you're enjoying yourself on my bed" A deep voice sounded.

Leo quickly sat up and spotted Victor leaning on the wall with crossed arms. It was at that moment that he took a look around and realized that this wasn't actually his room but Victor's!

"Well you see, I.. I.. i— " Leo stuttered, not knowing what to say or how to explain himself. He doesn't even remember how he got there. All he knows is getting drunk and passing out.

Victor silently gazed at Leo's stuttering figure, then his gaze slowly averted down to his bruised lip, strange glints flashing in his dark eyes as he suddenly felt his throat go dry that he subconsciously gulped slightly. I feel so thirsty but only one thing can quench this thirst.

Victor's mind suddenly drifted back to what occured between him and Leo yesterday.

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Victor couldn't stop himself. When his lips landed on Leo's soft rosy plumped ones, he felt like he had reach a new level of intoxication. He slowly devoured those lips, savouring every bit of taste as the wine was silently but sloppily exchanged.

Victor groaned slightly and deepened the kiss, The wine taste better this way... I want more, but I can't seem to get enough. Give me more! Every last bit of it.

Victor switched their position and settled Leo fully on his laps, his ass on Victor's hard dick as he held Leo's waist and slowly moved his hips to grind on his dick. He hungrily devoured those lips, not giving Leo a chance to take a breath. He grabbed Leo by the hair and tilted his head slightly, giving him more access to dive deeper; his tongue rummaging everywhere in Leo's mouth, chasing after that sweet taste he can't seem to get enough of.

Drunken Leo felt like he couldn't breathe. He weakly patted Victor's shoulder to let go so that he'll catch his breath but Victor was unresponsive, deeply indulged in devouring Leo's lips.

Leo tried three more times but the result was still the same. He could feel himself slowly losing consciousness. He weakly tried for the last time before he finally passed out.

After a while, Victor noticed that Leo wasn't responding to any of his kisses. He reluctantly parted with those tempting lips and finally discovered that Leo had already fainted. He could tell it was due to the lack of oxygen; that's because he was reluctant to part with those lips. But who would blame him tho?