Love In The Moonlight (BXB)

Chapter 8

Trigger Warning (Drunk Sex): Some of you might not like the following scenes so read at your own risk.

Adrian's POV

I slowly walked to the house hosting the party tonight. The moment I stepped inside, A blonde haired chick who was wearing almost nothing eyed me and strutted towards me, swaying her hips. She linked her arms with mine and I didn't really care.

I don't refuse the advances thrown at me. I'm always up for it as long as I get to enjoy. People know that I don't do relationships and I sleep around, no strings attached.

We made our way to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of drinks. I observed the crowd and there was a lot of people tonight, since it was the start of the semester.

After finishing my drink, she dragged me by the elbow. She didn't bother to hide her eagerness and pushed people out of the way. When we reached a corner, she instantly smashed her lips with mine. The amount of lip balm she had almost made me gag. She pressed her body deeper into me and moaned in my mouth.

She grabbed my hands and placed it on her ass. She grunted in my mouth when I didn't grope it. I didn't like it when she tried to take control and demanded things from me.

I was about to pull away when someone bumped into her.

"Sorry" He said and strolled to the living room where a lot of people were gathering.

"Move." I ordered her, but she only pressed herself deeper and grinded me.

"I said move!" I pushed her off and wiped my lips that was bathing on her lip balm.

"What the hell?!" She screamed at me but I only turned my back on her and proceeded to the living room.

The crowd was gathered in a big circle, and someone was in the middle of it. I thought it was a fight, but when the music started I realized it was a dance number.

I was about to leave when I saw a familiar glimpse of a dirty blonde haired boy. Him. It was him.

I moved closer and the crowd parted, not wanting to mess with me. I can see him clearly now, and I leaned on the pillar.

The song started and so did the flick of his fingers. He swayed his hips and he rolled his body with the music. The crowd cheered. God, He looked so sensual. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him and his ass.

My pants began to tighten at his sexy dance. He pointed to a guy in the crowd to join him and the guy immediately put his hands on Lyle's hips and they swayed to the music. Lyle circled him then, grinded his ass to the guy's groin and the crowd went wild. The guys looked at him hungrily and I couldn't hide the threatening growl that escaped from my throat.

I didn't know why I felt that way but something inside me didn't like them being sexual.

The guy left the dancefloor and left Lyle to do the solo. He raised his hands up and rocked his hips then kneeled on the floor to roll his body.

My cock was so hard that it hurts in my pants. I couldn't focus on anything rather than fucking him right here, right now. I groaned and left to get some air.

Before I went outside, the music finished and the crowd cheered his name. I didn't know what happened after that, because I was outside collecting my thoughts.

Why do I feel this way towards him? Why is the pull towards him so strong?
Why does his defiance anger me so much? Why do I always hurt him until now?

One moment I'm angry and then suddenly I'm horny. I don't understand myself. Am I going crazy?

My head began to hurt due to all the thinking. It was not built to process lots of things, that's why I was thankful that Bryan, my older brother is the next in line to be aplha.

I went back in to the house and got a drink. I leaned on the staircase, and swirled the drink on my hand, observing it.

Then, out of nowhere, Lyle showed up. He stumbled and swayed while walking. He didn't see the foot of the coat holder and tripped on it. I didn't bother helping him and just stared at him as he fell face first.

I laughed to myself, What an idiot. I debated on whether I should help him or not, and.... let him be. I walked past him and was about to head inside the party when a guy saw him and looked at him hungrily.

He helped him up and Lyle's eyelids fluttered open. He was half awake AND drunk. What a combination. The guy sniffed his neck and breathed his scent. I growled dangerously, feeling possessive all of a sudden.

"Who-" Before Lyle could finish the sentence, I grabbed his arm and pulled him towards me. I glared at the guy and he raised his hands up in surrender.

"Go." I growled at him and he scrambled away.

I looked down at Lyle and found him nestling deeper against my chest. He inhaled my scent and smiled.

"You smell good." He looked up at me and giggled. Yeah that's not exactly what you would say when you're sober.
I was about to let go of him when all of a sudden, he put his hands on my chest and trailed down my abs. He licked his lips and slid his hands under my shirt, scraping my muscles with his fingernails. I groaned at the sensation.

"And you're hot." He looked at me and I saw hunger and raw passion in his eyes.

"Do you know me? Little bunny." I asked him mockingly with the nickname I gave him since we were kids hoping he'll remember who he's flirting with. You're flirting with the person you hate most.

I wanted to tell him that but I enjoyed the sight of him, hungry and desperate. He tilted his head to the side and thought for a moment.

"You're cute." Then, he did what I didn't expect the most in my life. He hooked his arms around my neck and kissed me. It sent shocks throughout my body like it did the first time we kissed.

His kiss was light at first, but then it turned hungry and passionate. I moved my lips with his and God, he tasted so fucking amazing. Nothing was on his lips but his natural taste. The fire in my loins burned again, remembering his sensual dance a while ago.

I put my hands on his round ass and raised him up. He hooked his legs around my waist and held on to me tightly. He was so light and I loved how he fitted against me.

We made our way out of the hallway and luckily, there were no people to disturb us. We didn't break our kiss as we moved, and he's still tightly wrapped around me. His tongue licked my bottom lip and asked entrance in my mouth. I smirked. I loved how he asked for it and let me took control.

I opened my mouth and his tongue slid inside. Our tongues fought for dominance but I claimed his mouth in a matter of seconds. I twisted our tongues together and he moaned in my mouth.

My lungs started to burn so I pulled away to catch my breath. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the most beautiful and sexual face I have ever seen in my life.

His face was flushed red and it went down to his neck, His eyes were half closed and glossy with tears, His mouth was open and our mixed saliva dripped down his chin, His luscious red lips, swollen and bruised.

I growled at the sight in front of me and my hard aching cock pressed against him. He grinded against me while looking into my eyes. FUCK!

I dashed to the bathroom and he was still holding tight and grinded harder against me.

As soon as we reached the bathroom, I threw him down in the toilet seat. My eyes changed color as I looked at him hungrily. I licked my lips and grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled his head back.

"You're gonna regret this." I told him while looking directly in his eyes.

"Make me" He whispered, his voice husky and full of lust.

Then, something inside me snapped.

A/N : LET ME JUST DROP THIS HERE. DRUNK CONSENT IS NOT CONSENT AS LONG AS THE PERSON INVOLVED IS NOT FULLY CONSCIOUS OF WHAT'S HAPPENING IN ORDER TO GIVE A "PROPER" CONSENT. BUT WHATEVER'S HAPPENING HERE IS PURELY FICTIONAL AND AGAIN, I'M NOT ROMANTICIZING "RAPE" OR "SA". IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT'S HAPPENING THEN PLEASE DON'T PROCEED ANY FURTHER. THANK YOU!😊