ARNE'S POV
He pulls my shirt over my head and tosses it somewhere. I put my hand on the hem of his shirt to discard it but fail when my hands are pinned at the back and slammed into the wall.
"Nuh-uh. It's not that easy" he whispers against my ear taking my earlobe into a harsh bite. My eyes roll back at the kind of dominance and pleasure excretes from the man called my boyfriend.
I wasn't an exact submissive guy, actually, anything but that. But, being caged between my man's arms and about to be ravished senseless made my knees buckle.
"You start, I end" he rasps. I squirm testing the hold and teasing his dominant side.
In short: I disobey.
*READ THE NOTE AT THE END*
-----------------------
It took a lot of the physical energy *cough* convincing Feivel that, I and Jackson live together as best friends and nothing more. He finally calmed down a little but then Jackson knocks at the door making him furious again.
*sigh*
After having lunch together, Feivel reluctantly left but not before sending Jackson a warning, which was something like "Do not touch my boyfriend ever again", which Jackson replied with a growl.
It's been four years but they are still the same five years old brats they were, when they aged eighteen. Nothing has changed.
"Don't let that piece of crap in our house ever again" Jackson spat as soon as Feivel car turn out the driveway.
"Jacky!" I warn which he ignores with a shrug. Deciding to change the topic I question about Dean "What are you going to do about Dean? You gonna ask him out?"
"And why would I do that?" He counters with furrowed brows.
"'Cause you like him?" I shake my head in disbelief.
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean he likes me too" he shrugs before walking to the couch.
I huff in major disbelief before slumping to his side. "Are you being serious now?" I question looking at him with wide eyes. He narrows his eyes in confusion and raises a brow. "You telling me Dean, the adorable kid, who blushes a million shades of crimson just looking at you, doesn't like you?" I huff "Are you dumb?"
"He blushes easily, pumpkin. It's not only me. Plus, he already knows about my "feelings" for you. He wouldn't dare to like someone like me" he pokes his own chest emphasising "me".
"What do you mean someone like you? You're the best person I have ever met. Even Feivel can be an asshole sometimes" he chuckles shaking his head. "And about your feeling for me, I guess we sought them out before" I assure him.
"Dean would regret not having you in his life and I don't want someone as adorable as him suffering" I state lying on my back against the couch.
"Are you trying to hit on my love interest, Arne? This is the hundredth time me hearing "adorable" for Dean from your mouth" Jackson narrows his eyes judging me with his hands folded.
"Umm... He isn't bad. But, he can't do things like Feivel does" I confess shamelessly with a blush.
"Eww. Gross." he grimaces standing up the couch which follows by a chuckle as I laugh out loud.
"Hey, Arne!" Jackson calls as he reaches the stairs. I hum turning my head from the TV. "Thanks, man"
I reply with a grin and a flying kiss. Jackson returns the smile, shaking his head before walking the stairs.
YOU ARE READING
Gay for you
Romance[COMPLETED] Arne Cabral, an eighteen-year-old boy who is in love with his best friend. His *male* best friend. But, being a heterosexual all his life he had not felt anything towards other men but Feivel. Was he gay? Or was he gay for Feivel? Feivel...
