Married A Stranger

CHAPTER 5

"Do you like shrimps?" Mew suddenly asked while returning to his position behind the kitchen counter "I'm allergic to them actually" Gulf looked at him confused by the question "Noted. Then chicken?" he asked with his head in the fridge "Love it" Gulf smiled. "Mew, are we leaving her like that? " he pointed at the girl standing still in the hall with her mouth open and eyes widen in shock "Her? Oh she's my sister. She'll be fine, give her 2 minutes" he answered nonchalantly "So chicken with rice is okay for dinner?" Gulf nodded "What? It's dinner time already? I need to warn my parents, my mom is gonna be worried" he suddenly remebered but in running too fast to get his phone he felt dizzy and a hand caught him again by the arm "Don't rush, you're still sick" he held him and gently guided him to the bed again "Lay here and don't move, I'll get your phone and cook you dinner. You sure are troublesome" he sighed and Gulf apologised quietly "You don't have to apologize cutie" he pinched his cheek and smiled sweetly. Gulf felt his cheeks getting hotter and smiled back shyly. He sent a message to his mother

-I'm alive. I met an old friend and time passed by, sorry. Love you

He hated lying to his parents but it's not like he could say " I have a fever beacuse I exhausted my body too much last night and now I'm at my husband's house who happened to rescue me from fainting". He could if he wanted his mother to have a heart attack but he didn't want that, definitely. He heard some voices from the other part of the house and guessed Mew and his sister were arguing, then the door was shut and silence filled the house again.

After dinner Mew encouraged him to sleep again "I'll sleep on the sofa if you need me" he announced but Gulf stopped him tugging his shirt "You can sleep here, I don't mind. It's not a flu, I'm not contagious" Gulf's puppy eyes where telling Mew he wanted him to sleep beside him and Mew didn't have the gut to say no, plus he really wanted it too. After having a shower and getting ready Mew laid down on the matress, but the person beside him didn't flinch, he was only capable of whining, crying quietly for his fever "Gulf" he called him worried, "Come here" he reached for the boy and wrapped his arms around the shivering body "Shh, it's fine" Gulf suddenly felt reassured and warm in that embrace and after several minutes of Mew holding him and stroking his back he was able to fall asleep.

When Gulf woke up he found Mew hugging him face to face, sleeping soundly, he felt like he was living a dream and decided to do something he could've either regretted or thanked himself for it after: he kissed him. A fast peck on the lips, but it was enough for Mew to wake up, and after looking deeply into the other's eyes he crashed his mouth onto the other's. The kiss was immediately passionate, nothing chaste or soft, it was rough and needy, a hand slipped beneath Gulf's shirt and he gasped at the sudden cold touch. Mew pulled back dividing their lips and gripped strongly on Gulf's waist to resist, "We can't, you're still sick" he turned away, laying down facing the ceiling "I'm not" Gulf whispered while getting onto his lap and kissed him back hard. Mew responded immediately and both of his hands snuck into the shirt, caressing his back. Gulf pressed their lower parts together and Mew's hands were now inside his boxers gripping his ass, the more Gulf moved the more Mew groaned and pushed him more towards him to make him move again, so that their bodies were rubbing against each other. In that moment both of them were completely lost into each other to ask themselves if it was right, or how far they should've gone, but before they could even care a phone rang. Mew flipped them over and reached for the phone on the nightstand, he looked at the contact calling but didn't answer, instead he silenced it and stare back at Gulf again before standing up. After the high of the moment Gulf was starting to feel embarrassed by what he, and they, just did and stood up with his back facing the other. Mew smiled at the shyness of the person in front of him and got closer from behind holding him by his waist  "I have to take care of you" he whispered with a low tone in his ear "after all you're my husband" he slipped a hand into Gulf's boxers and began to touch him. Gulf was unable to move, he was indeed very hard and needed a release, but not even in his wildest dreams he has thought of Mew giving him a handjob; the hand's movement quicken and wet kisses were being left on his neck, when Mew's lips reached his ear and started sucking it a bit Gulf was struggling to hold back "Let me hear you, this time I want to remember clearly every sound you make" and like that Gulf came into the other's hand.
"I liked that" Mew smiled and turned his chin to leave a gentle kiss on his lips "I have to go, sorry but it's really important, you can shower and leave when you want." he explained while dressing up, Gulf could tell he was in a rush and felt a little guilty for making him lose time with him. Mew took the suit jacket and left after giving Gulf a kiss on the forehead.
His phone buzzed after only one minute

Hubby:
-Text me when you arrive home and keep me update on how you feel. If your temperature rises or you're too weak you can stay at my place

Gulf smiled at his kindness and his phone buzzed again

Hubby:
-I'm not saying it to be nice.
-I'd love to find you there when I come back home.

Gulf felt his cheeks blushing and couldn't help but smile more widly looking at his phone

Hubby:
-I'll regret saying this but I loved seeing you sleeping on my bed
-Walking with my shirt on
-Now I sound like a creep, don't mind me
-Just tell me what you do, bye.

He was now laughing at the messages he received, he couldn't imagine that man, always so composed, panic like that. He was happy knowning he had the same effect he had on him, they just felt good with each other but both couldn't explain how or why since they only met some days before.