Klinefelter syndrome (Soramafu au)

Chapter 17

Everywhere now was filled with terrified cry of people, among the chaos. But just a while, all of them became a quietness.

It was lucky that his senses and his instinct was correct, the time bomb. He had run and dodge behind the counter only few milliseconds before the the bomb activated. However, it wasn't an explosive bomb. The least bad case it might be a anesthetic bomb.

Since the bomb released the flow of smoke, Soraru picked his handkerchief from his pocket up then covered his face. He didn't know what type of gas was it so preventing in order to be safe first. Slowly standing up, he saw nothing but mist of unknown gas. However, he needed to go back due to the voice he heard far away, from radio or something like that.

"Code A3, pass."

"Code A5, pass."

"Code A7, still checking."

The footsteps sound from the one who was checking was the clearest and loudest. Moreover, the footsteps came nearer and nearer. If it came to check behind the counter, maybe he could take it down...

"Gotcha."

The muzzle had been aimed in front of him with happy tone before he could be aware of.

'Darn it.'

Bang!

There were some sounds from swashing happened after the gunshot sound before turning into quiet again, calling attention from others. Because of the smoke from the bomb, they needed to walk in closer to see their friend and if there was something occured.

"Code A7, what happened there?" Two men in armor suit with their guns turned to the teammate.

"Sorry, I just feel dizzy a bit and have hallucinations. Pass."

"Stop wasting ammos and have more consciousness, or you would be killed." The voice from "Code A3" seemed annoyed of "Code A7". "Let's go on."

Code A7 nodded and followed up. Sighing deeply,

"At least, they don't find me, just only now."

. . .

The dirty noises, from either moans or sloshing, echoed over the room. All of it came from only little lad, from his throat and tiny mouth, slurping and devouring a too enormous thing for those potty lips. His sucking and licking skills pleasured the man above so well that he had to compliment. The guy smirked to this sensitive reaction when he grabbed another's hairs, thrusting.

"Mnnm... Hngh!"

"Alice-chan~ Your inside is so squishy..." The craving customer tugged the white tress as exerting more force, rubbing his thing with the walls of cheeks. "...Your kinky voice too... Aa, I'm close..."

The man said like that then groaned, pressured the head giving him a blowjob now deeper than ever. The albino screamed in his neck but those screeches were all just muffled. The male had released the seeds and forced the poor boy to swallow. It seemed like the little escort also knew his job, he tried to drink all of them but unfortunately, he choked, retrieving himself back automatically.

"Cough! Cough! Haa... Daddy~" His ruby eyes were brimming of tears. His cheeks were flushed red. Despite the pain, he wanted more. "Please...punish me~"

"You want a punishment? Ha, it looks like I need to give a lesson for dirty kid like you." The lustful man smirked. "Come here, over me."

The albino crawled weakly over the guy. The little lad placed his hands on another's shoulder tremblingly. The moment he sat on the lap. The hard-on poked his entrance, caused that thin body shredded with embarrassment. He hid his face by bending down, making a husky breath besides the man's earlobe seductively. "Hnn... Daddy, I want it..."

"Hm? You're so impatient, aren't you?" He said as his naughty hands started to play with those girly breasts, making the albino yelped. Those tentacle-liked hands roamed around, pinching the cherry spots time to time, then sucking it. This time Alice had to scream out for this painful pleasure. He jerked out for nth time again.

The albino huffed heavily, then he felt something hard pressing at his below a bit forcefully. He knew what was it without looking but before he knew himself, it parted inside of him as if it was tearing him into pieces. "Ah!!!"

The customer didn't wait for Alice to adapt his manhood. Like the lust had possessed him, he crushed another with all of his might he had, biting around the delicious neck to make marks as though he wanted to proclaim that Alice was his property, that all of Alice was his, only his. Certainly, the little lad shrieked with the pain before he passed out.

However, the man didn't get enough.

He changed the position once he had done then did it again until he was satisfied.

And at the present, he sat at the end of the bed. Being half naked, he watched at the peaceful face of the albino. Even now, Alice didn't take off his mask yet since he had told before not to take off his mask, it was still beautiful as always.

Unconsciously, he slowly moved to the fainted lad, capturing the moment of moonlight reflecting the frame of the face.

'Alice, was beautiful and gorgeous, really. Despite the fact he's a boy.' Fingers trailed around the thin neck then moved lower. 'I'm still confused about his fluffy chest but, it doesn't that matter.'

He moved up to the shaped jawline, cheeks and ears, rubbing them softly with his thumbs, being careful not to wake the albino, finally at the face with a mask. 'I wonder, the true face behind this mask,'

'And how soft could it be,' Shifting to those pair of cherry lips. 'These lips...'

Knock! Knock!

The customer of the albino stopped, nearly to give a kiss since Alice had a policy not to allow others to kiss. The man felt annoyed a bit but he managed to dress up more properly than now. It mightn't be good if someone saw him in this state.

He got an expression little surprised since this floor was for to have fun with their partners and the personnel shouldn't have came. Or maybe they had something to notify? "I'm coming..."

Nevertheless, as he opened the door, he felt there was something passed through his forehead. Then the thick liquid dripped along his face.

'Eh?'

The one behind the door was armored with some kind of battlesuit, pointing a gun with a silencer to him. He couldn't even flinch, but numb and not be able to make any moves as if the consciousness was slipping away.

The last feeling he knew was falling on the floor, then everything went black for him.

Meanwhile, the suit guy watched as the stink liquid oozed out, flooding under the soulless body. The great amount of it represented that he was really dead for sure. Then the one holding a weapon turned back, attention was deviated to the bed.

He examined the dirtied body. Leaned forward more and more with a firm grip on his gun. This boy was quite cute, he thought. One hand was taken out, the target was the half-faced mask. Maybe he could take him back to...

"Don't you dare touch my mask."

Thin palms that seemed didn't have much strength parried the gun the attacked enemy's hand, causing a crack sound then after by the scream.
The crimson color in those eyes shone.

A/N hi I'm still alive:3 //for now.