Fantasy

chapter five

Now having what I needed, I head to the living room. The sound of Niko's pants, along with his sweet smell returning to my senses as I see his figure on the couch. He's cuddling into a stuffed bear nearly his size. I sit close to him, trying to gain his attention 

"Niko."

He huffs, hugging the bear deeper to his chest.

"Come on, hun, get up." 

His head finally pops up, scanning the room until he sees me. He blushes and looks down, crawling towards me. "Take this. It should help." I offer him some suppressants, along with a water bottle. Hopefully it'll help reduce whatever's happening.

I watch as he lifts his hand to his mouth throwing back the pills, and bringing the water to his lips. He mumbles a thank you, and I hum in acknowledgement.

"Are you still feeling hot?" I lift his head up and touch his forehead with the back of my hand. He nods as well as someone with their face being held can. The bowl of ice being offered up to him before he has the chance to react. "Here. Eating ice helps cool me down, It should do the same for you." 

"Th-thank you." I watch in admiration as he sucks a piece of ice between his pink lips. Cute.

"Guest!? You're kidding! That's a submissive in heat!" Honey's voice comes out loud, making both me a Niko flinch.

"Lower your fucking voice." I curse, not taking my eyes off Niko who's still just trying to eat his ice. Melted water's trialing down his arms, and how he's making ice look so appetizing is beyond me.

"Who's the little slut?" Honey probed, glaring over my shoulder at Niko.

"Watch your mouth." I spit, pointing to the spot beside me and watching as Honey sits, his eyes still on the boy.

"Actually... I'm not sure." I think out loud, turning my head back to Niko. I hear Honey scoff, mumbling something under his breath. 

"Up for answering some questions?" I ask Niko, ignoring Honey all-together. He nods, his arms reaching to squeeze a pillow to his chest. "If you didn't take your suppressants, why'd you come to school?"

He clears his throat, blush very obvious on his light-colored skin. "This i-is my, um, my first time. I d-didn't know."

My eyebrows raise hearing his words. You've got to be kidding me, please say he's lying. 

"How old are you, exactly?" 

"15..."

Honey snorts immediately, snickering with no care what-so-ever.  

"Fucking shit." I grumble, abruptly standing, a drag the blond right along with me to the kitchen. 

Dear god, what the fuck am I gonna do now? I'm pacing, thinking of what to do with a 15 year old in heat, both hands in my hair, and all this bitch beside me can do is laugh.

He's just sitting on the island, golden legs crossed over each other. He's in one of my oversized shirts. Spreading his legs for me as I walk closer, noticing he's still wearing the red lacy panties. I stand between him, trailing my fingers up his thighs. What a good distraction he is.

My fingers curl around the lace on the curve of his hip. Pulling the red fabric, and hearing him gasp when the band snaps against his skin. I'm a sucker for red and he knows it. I look up at him, partly forgetting about the boy a few yards away in the living room. A smirk present on his face as he wraps his arms around my neck. 

Honey leans forward, resting his arms around my waist. "You're an idiot."

My jaw tightens. Angry with myself when I don't respond, instead my lips smash against his. Teeth clinking together painfully, but easily forgotten about. The smell of the other boys heat is only adding to my horniness. I pull Honey closer, my fingers digging into his hips as he moans into my mouth. One of my hands finds his hair, pulling it as I slip my tongue into his mouth. The other resting on the indent of his slim waist. 

All I can focus on is the taste of his cherry gloss, and the feeling of him pressing against my stomach. His nails trail to the hand I'm holding his waist with, placing it on the curve of his ass. I smirk against his mouth, fingers digging into the soft flesh. He grinds against me, moaning with no restraint. 

Both our body's stop upon hearing a soft moan, not belonging to either of us. My head snaps to the direction of the sound. My whole body freezing when I see Niko on his knees at my feet. He makes eye contact with me, his chest rising and falling erratically. His face is flushed, and saliva's trailing down his chin. 

My head snaps in the opposite direction, hands gripping the counter tightly. What the fuck!?

"Just, clean him up. I can't be here right now." I grit between my teeth, basically jolting to the back door.  

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