Better Off Dead (Kellic) ✔️

5: Kellin

**Kellin's POV**

I snickered at the look on his face as he smacked down onto the ground. It was absolutely priceless.

No way in hell that I was going to watch two guys fuck in my living room. Especially if I wasn't even involved.

Thanks to the overly talkative twink that the guy had brought home, I finally learned my intruder's name. Vic Fuentes.

Though, honestly, I still wasn't quite sure what was going on... I didn't understand how this Vic guy couldn't see me or how this weird situation would unfold. But I figured I'd just have fun with it while he was around anyways. Perhaps I could manage to scare the guy out of the house at some point.

Yeah, that was a good idea.

I then followed Vic, who was still in his birthday suit, into the kitchen. As Vic pulled a bottle of wine out of the fridge, and put it on the kitchen counter, I carefully sneaked up beside him.

This was going to be fun.

Just as Vic was about to grab the bottle opener, I concentrated and gave it a shove off the counter. It was childish perhaps, but whatever.

Vic sighed and simply bent over to pick it up. He didn't seem to think much of it. As he reached for the bottle opener, I quickly kicked it away and gave Vic a good hard slap on his bare ass.

Vic immediately shot up and looked behind him. He probably figured it was the twink, not being able to wait for Vic's return. But it wasn't him, of course. It was all me.

I covered my mouth and laughed at Vic's shocked face as he looked down at his own ass, which by now had a distinct red handprint on it. It looked good on him.

"Serves you right." I then muttered, shaking my head.

Vic then abandoned the idea of getting himself a glass as he finally opened the bottle and just chugged from it like he had been stuck in a desert for days and finally found himself some water. I had to admit, he kinda looked hot like that... all naked and his hair messed up, chugging down the wine like there was no tomorrow.

Oh for fuck's sake, get those thoughts out of your head Kellin...

"Is everything okay?" The twink then asked as he walked in, also still in his birthday suit.

But Vic didn't even look at him anymore. "I think it's time for you to leave." He then admitted as he let the bottle and his lips part for not even an inch.

I leaned on the counter and sighed. "I think it's time for both of you to leave."