Assassin [dylmas]

6.

Dylan felt the pain, he had spent hours fighting with himself till he finally walked all the way to the harbour and got on Thomas' yacht. And now he got rejected so badly. The pain was burning in him.

„Hey, he's just. . . not able to love anyone, he just plays with people." The girl with black purple hair sat next to him.

„I'm Kaya," she said smiling.

„Are you his second girlfriend, or third, or twelfth. I lost the count?" muttered Dylan.

„I'm his best friend. I'm like a sister to him, we know each other since first grade," Kaya smiled.

„Oh," Dylan felt, that he really likes this girl.

She was lovely and she loved Thomas in a friendly way.

„Do you need any help?" She laid her hand on his.

„No thanks," Dylan felt the pain.

But a second later Thomas appeared in front of them. He had red lipstick stains on his lips and everywhere around them. Dylan felt his hands are getting into fists, he was so angry, he could scream.

„I. . . I can dance with you," said Thomas while he tried to catch his breath.

Dylan's eyes darkened.

„No," he said getting up.

„But. . ." Thomas opened his mouth and closed it again. „I changed my mind," he said.

„I changed my mind too," Dylan ignored the pain, when he walked out of the ship.

Thomas stared at the boy, till he disappeared. He couldn't move. How was it all even possible? Him begging for a dance. He got everything he wanted everyone he wanted.

„Have you seen this?" He glanced at Kaya.

„I'm on his side, you hurt him," Kaya shook her head.

„But. . . it's just. . . a flirt. . . I've never been with a boy I don't even consider myself bisexual. Maybe pansexual, a little bit," Thomas looked at her.

„So leave him alone, the guy loves you, you're breaking him, can't you see it," Kaya got up.

„What?" Thomas felt his wold crushing.

He was so empty, and in so much need. He lost the happiness and all the will to have party so he asked Zero to drive him home.

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The villa was dark when he entered it. He run up to his room, but he stopped seeing Dylan. The boy was sitting on the windowsill at the end of the corridor lost in his sadness. He glanced up at Thomas and looked away. Thomas felt lava in his veins.

He slowly walked down the corridor and stopped at the window.

„I really changed my mind, can we dance now?" He asked reaching his hand out towards Dylan.

The other boy didn't move.

„Come on, first you asked me to dance than you left," he said getting mad.

„I can change my mind too," Dylan got up.

They were nearly the same hight so they could look each other in the eyes.

„What do you want from me?" asked Thomas his chin was trembling.

„I won't be your next toy!" shouted Dylan.

„It's not like you think, listen, I'm giving you a chance, I know you have a bloody crush on me!" now Thomas was shouting too.

„Do you really think you're the hottest guy in the universe and everyone will fall head over hills in love with you?" Dylan had the fury in his brown eyes.

„I. . . I'm not," Thomas stepped back.

„It hurts, it hurts fucking much, but you just don't see it. You never see it, that other have actuall feelings!" Dylan clenched his fists. „And it huts," he was trembling from fury.

Thomas felt a knife inisde him. He looked at Dylan's dark eyes, they seemed to burn through him.

„So leave me alone," Dylan pointed at Thomas bedroom.

Thomas shook his head.

He felt tears in the corners of his eyes.

„Go. Leve!" Dylan shouted louder and in this moment Thomas did the only think, that came to his mind.

He just grabbed Dylan's face with his small hands and slammed his lips against the others.

His body rising with heat, pleasure, fear, excitment.

He felt like a human flame that was glowing in the night sky, brighter than twenty suns.

The feeling was so new and yet so great, it made him wet inside. His stomach and insides crumbled his veins filled with liquid fire.

And Dylan was so shocked that before he could control anything he wrapped his strong hands against Thomas' waist and moved his firm lips in sync with his.

Thomas felt like that the whole world kept turning while they both stopped between space and time in pure perfection of this furious and passionate kiss.

He felt his salty tears mixing up with the taste of Dylan's warm lips. They tounges moved against each other as if there was never anything as perfectly made to fit. Thomas moved his hands on Dylan's neck into his messy nightblack hair and in the moment, when he let out a small moan Dylan parted their lips and moved away.

Thomas opend his eyes so shocked and thirsty for more, for everything.

His hands nearly moved aginst his will to grab Dylan into his arms again.

„I'm going to bed," muttered Dylan turning around.

„But. . . I kissed you," Thomas felt the tears rolling down his face.

„You're kissing everyone it doesn't mean a thing for you," said Dylan his voice so cold like a frozen blade.

Thomas knew his mouth is wide open and he was able to move or speak.

„But... you can tell by the way... by the kiss if it was honest or just for fun," whispered Thomas.

„It was the third kiss in my life so sorry for not having enough experience to spot the difference," hissed Dylan.

A moment later Dylan slammed the door to his room and locked it.

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