3). under the moonlight

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Warning!!
Just wanna tell that in this part contains mature content & some impolite words.

At midnight, Plan walked casually towards the West Wing.  He just finished the ritual from the waterfall.

He was stunned, when he just closed the door and turned around, found Mean standing in front of him.

Mean staring at Plan.

He was fascinated by it.  His wet black hair and clothes that were also slightly wet from his hair made him look sexy.

But Mean's pride is higher.

Mean hid his expression of admiration, well.

"From where?"  Mean say with cynical tones.

Plan sighed.

Always the same.

Whatever comes out of Mean's mouth always upset him.

"None of your business," Plan answered.

He passed the Mean.

The fragrant scent of roses from Plan's body tickled Mean's nose, teasing his lower part and arousing his lust.

"Is that how you answer your master?"  Mean annoyed.

Plan turned around.

"If you want to be respected, start respecting others," Plan said.  The tone is spicy.

He then left Mean.

Mean holding back his anger.

He clenched his fists.

***

That night, Mean could not sleep.  He went back and forth in his room.

The image of Plan in blue pajamas with wet hair and the smell of roses made his dick uneasy.

The logic is no longer controlling his brain properly.  Everything moved down.  Right now what he wants to do is enjoy the owner of the smell of roses and the smooth white body like porcelain that he just argued with.

He walked slowly to Plan's room, then pushed Plan's room slowly and entered it.  He closed the door and locked it.

Mean stood beside his bed, staring at Plan who slept peacefully.

Mean slowly stripped his shirt.  After that, he pulled Plan's blanket softly.  He was on Plan and kissed his softly.

Plan opened his eyes and was shocked. Mean naked was pressing down on him.

"You, ... Mmph?"  Plan could not continue speaking because his big hands meant smothering him.

One hand Mean covered Plan's mouth and the other hand stripped Plan's shirt forcefully.

Plan shook his head, begging for Mean not to do it.

He rebelled.

Both of his hands pounded Mean casually and managed to claw his chest and face.

"Tsk," Mean clicked.

He pulled Plan's small hands and tied them with Plan's pajamas to the bedpost.

"What are you doing?"  Plan shouted.

"You'll find out soon," Mean replied.

He opened Plan's legs.

Again Plan shook his head.

Mean smile.

He looked at Plan, who was completely naked before him.

𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ; meanplan - END √Where stories live. Discover now