H.I.L.L.S : Dare or Dare!? [MewGulf] & [TayNew]

Chapter 9 (Warning 18++)

P.S from the author:
Hmmm... You didn't know how I would loveeee to leave you guys hanging by chapter 8, but my partner didn't. So we made a bet and I lost. 😭😭. So here it is! I hope you guys happy! 😑😑. I swear I will not make anymore bet for updates. I kept losing 😂😂! Enjoy!

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Gulf tried to survive to walk to the toilet. His head getting heavier and heavier and his legs seemed to have no power anymore.

"Fuck... Come on, Gulf, you can do it! It's just a few steps away. Gather yourself up, wash your face and you're set to go. Come on, don't be a moron!"

Limply, he stepped inside the toilet. Very unfortunate, now his eyes started to blur. He patted his cheek to sober up. A guy was already inside, washing his face. Maybe that guy was as drunk as he is right now. Gulf wiped his eyes to see clearer. Isn't that... Mew Davis?

"M-, Mew Davis?", Gulf said, stammering.

Mew looked back and saw Gulf, seemed to be very drunk, stepping inside the toilet. Gulf was drunk, but he wasn't that drunk to not recognize people. He shook his head and walked back.

"No, I need to go... I-..."

Gulf was so drunk, he almost slipped. Swiftly, Mew pulled him inside the toilet and pushed his body against the wall. Mew was drunk, but he wasn't that drunk to know that the guy in front of him now is Gulf Kanawut, the guy he was very interested in from the first time they met. Mew threw him an eerie smile. Slowly he put his face closer to Gulf's ear and whisper.

"Yes, you're right. It's Mew Davis...", he smirked.

Gulf pushed him away but Mew is stronger than he is. Fuck it.

"Let go of me, you fucktard..."

"I'm not a fucktard. But for you, it's a whole different story...", he whispered again to Gulf's ear, made him feel the goosebump. "I'm gonna show you what do fucktards do..."

"Let go of me...", Gulf was still trying to push him away.

No, not at this time like this. He couldn't lose his power. He needs to struggle and break free.

"Fuck of, you fucktard!", Gulf shouted.

Mew covered Gulf's mouth with his hand and hush him.

"Psst... be a good little kitty..."

Mew pushed Gulf inside a toilet stall and lock the door. The toilet was big and clean. It was dominated with black and grey marble so both of them can actually see their own reflection. Gulf tried hard to resist but he was overpowered by Mew.

"Let go of me...", Gulf kept struggling, "What do you want?"

"Pssst... little kitty needs to be quiet and enjoy..."

"Mew Davis, I swear to God I-, ahhh..."

Mew shut Gulf up with a deep kiss. His tongue began to enter him slowly, twisted inside, massaging every edge of his mouth. Gulf moaned softly, almost inaudible. Gulf lost his power. He didn't have any power left to push Mew away. His hands dangled, unable to do anything. The feeling was so hard to describe. It was frightening but hard to resist at the same time. It was like Mew Davis sucked his soul out of his body, leaving him like an empty shell.

Mew Davis pulled out his tongue and licked his lips. He caressed Gulf's face.

"I know you're enjoying this too..."