Not a One Night Stand [boyxboy BDSM]

20. Breakup Sex... Or Not?

Destery's POV:

Logic: This is your fault, Tempty! Now we don't have Mr. Rockin' hot bod' anymore.

Temptation: How is it my fault?! It didn't seem like you were trying very hard to convince him not to have sex with bar dude.

Logic: Are you questioning my methods? Don't you dare question my methods!

Tempty: I am in fact doubting your methods. They suck donkey butt.

Logic: You wanna see donkey butt? I'll show you donkey butt!

And with that, Logic miraculously sat on Temptation's head with his donkey ass, shutting him up.

The end.

(Don't ask me what I just did there, because I have no idea)

This can't be happening. I didn't just lose Maddox forever, right?

Surprisingly, the tears have subsided. All I can feel is a pit in my stomach, like a part of me is missing, and he is the only one that can fill this void.

I walk out of the bathroom and glance down both directions of the hallway. He's nowhere in sight. Perhaps I shouldn't seek him out right now, he needs space.

In fact, he probably never wants to see me ever again. Truthfully, I hadn't expected him to react as he did. It was almost as if I broke him.

Especially considering the fact that he'd been crying. How I knew that? Well let's just say that when homework piles up on you like it does for me, you don't always stay a little ray of sunshine.

After a few seconds of considering what I should do, I gave in. I just had to go see him. This couldn't be over, not yet. Not without a fight.

~

When school was over, I asked Tammy to take me to his house. Not without some explaining, of course.

"You cheated on him.." Her mouth was agape, she just couldn't believe I'd do something like that.

She still doesn't know we're not actually dating, but she can't know what we're actually doing.

"I know, I know what you're thinking but it was a mistake. I have to go get him back. I... I-" I paused, unsure if I really should say what I was thinking.

"You.. Oh boy. This is serious. Let's go, you have to go tell him how you feel. Maybe it will make things right again." Tammy led me to her car.

Within minutes, I was standing at his front door waiting for someone to answer.

When they did, his hunk of muscle father was looking down at me, his arms crossed and looking like he was going to stab me. "Looking for Maddox?"

All I did was gulp, and then nod. "Yeah, is he home?"

I heard a mumble from inside, clearly his. He didn't want me anywhere near him. But as you know, parents never get our oh so straightforward signals, and he ended up letting me in.

I hesitated, but then walked inside. Maddox was standing on the stairs, looking down at me and frowning. "Please leave." He disappeared up the steps before I could say a word.

"Would you just wait a minute?" I hurried up the stairs after him. Once I got to his room, his door was surprisingly left open. "Maddox..."

He was lying on his bed, looking at the ceiling and holding a pillow firmly to his chest, just like a child would. "What do you want? I told you we're done. There's nothing to talk about."

"Actually there's something I have to say.." I bit my lower lip and sat on the edge of his bed. "I know what I did was wrong, but I love you. I love you, okay? And I'm sorry, but I'm not giving this up without a fight. Even if we're just having a sex relationship, I'm okay with it. All I want to do is be with you."

Despite what I said, he didn't once glance over at me.

"Please look at me..." I begged, placing my hand on his thigh. "Say something."

He furrowed his eyebrows angrily at me, sitting up. "What do you want me to say, Gollata? I love you too? Cause that's bullshit. I. Can't. Love. It's a stupid, childish emotion. I don't love you, that's that."

His words felt like a stab to the stomach. Perhaps... I'd misjudged his feelings. I was wrong and now I felt more empty than before. "Fine, you don't love me. But can't you give me another chance? As long as I don't lose you... I'm okay. I just want you. I need you, even if I am just a guy you occasionally sleep with."

"I can't... I need time." His lower lip quivered, and he looked like he was going to break. But then he puffed his chest out and covered the look with a hard expression.

"Maddy..." I moved myself so that I was closer to him, then I was straddling his lap. He breathed in heavily, looking like a teenager who was just about to be touched for the first time.

I pressed my chest to his and wrapped my arms around his neck so that he was forced to look into my eyes, which he did. His usually hardened gaze softened, his lips slightly parted. Not only that, but his eyes darted from my eyes to my lips, as if he was asking permission.

I gave it to him by pressing my lips to his firmly. Any space that had been between us seconds ago disappeared. This kiss was so much different from any other, full of passion and... Could I call it love? I pushed him down so that I was lying on top of him, my hands gliding across his chest and then under his shirt. He seemed to come apart beneath me, not trying to stop me like his words had told me to moments ago.

First it was our shirts, and then it was our jeans, leaving us in only boxer briefs. I began to grind our arousals together until we were both hard. Taking his length in my hand, I jerked him off through the thin linen of his remaining clothing.

Soft pants escaped his lips. Never had he let me do this to him, not in any of our horizontal dance sessions until now.

He'd had enough of me dominating, and then flipped us over so that he was on top. He pushed himself between my legs and then placed them over his shoulders so that my butt was lifted up and lined up with his groin. His eyes met mine for a brief second, and I could've sworn I saw his eyes twinkle.

My boxers were pulled upwards so that I was exposed to him. I breathed in, waiting for him to enter me. "Please, fuck me." I breathed out while thrusting my hands into his hair and holding the brown locks roughly.

He groaned, but then his eyes widened as if he realized what he was doing. "No.. I can't do this." Pushing himself away, he stood up and gathered his clothes. His shirt was on before I could even speak.

"Wait, what? Maddox wait.."

"You should leave."

"But you just...."

"Now!" He pointed towards his door, but then took my arm and forced me to my feet. Before I knew it, I was outside his room with his door closed.

"Maddox! Why are you doing this? Please open the door, we can talk this out!" I knocked on it a few times.

Surprisingly, it opened. But only so he could shove my clothes into my arms. "I need time."

And the door was closed yet again, leaving me speechless and mostly naked.

Worst of all, I was still hard.