Chained

Author's Note

Hi guys!

First of all, I would like to apologise for not updating last month. It's just that my schedule suddenly got swamped that I can't even barely have 3 hours of sleep every day. I am currently preparing for my exams this November, so my writing time got fucked, and I can barely write a paragraph without worrying that I am spending much time writing rather than reviewing. I am guilty though of reading other stories when I'm on my commute to and from my review school. ✌🏻

Second, I have already written at least 30% of the next chapter so hopefully I can post it soon.

Third, if you are reading this nonsense (I mean the Author's note) then I would like to Thank you for still supporting this story. I promise to manage my time better, have a decent sleep and finish this chapter before it gets busier. I love you... yes you my reader. (insert tears here)💜💜💜

And lastly...

Here's a short snippet of the next chapter. <3

Much love💜,

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10 HOURS AGO

SLAM. BAG.

"Fuck." Beam moaned as his husband kept on attacking his neck for the past five or so minutes, and fuck that if Beam wasn't in heaven at all.

Forth has subtly (or not so subtly) made Beam drunk from Wayo's party. It was funny and stupid considering that it was Forth who actually prohibits Beam from drinking since they have gotten together, and even though they have been to Wayo's first and second bar opening, Beam has never even drank a sip of alcohol.

"What... ahn... are you up to... oh fuck yes!" Beam asked in between moans as his husband licked on to his bud right thru his dress shirt.

"Nothing." Forth answers, his eyes now red as he started to dry hump his husband "Must be something in the moon." he murmured to Beam's ear causing the other man to shiver.

"You're horny as fuck husband." Beam moaned, lifting his chin so that the other man can have more access to his neck "And I swear the blood moon is a month ago."

Forth stopped from his ministrations making Beam whine in protest; but the latter yelped as his beloved husband ripped his shirt off.

"Hey! I love that shirt!"

"I'll buy you a new one." was the reply before the older man lifted his husband off of his feet.