Once Sunshine Disappears

"W-what are you doing?"
Hindi siya kaagad sumagot. When his zippers opened, he took one huge step to close our distance and grabbed my free hand to press it against his apparent erection. Napasinghap ako, hindi napansin kaagad na wala na palang isang pulgada ang lapit ng mga mukha namin sa isa't-isa. Gael's eyes were steaming with a mix of indignation, lust, and something else I can't quite place my finger into. Was that adoration? Passion perhaps?
Hindi siya nakuntento sa palad kong nakapatong sa ibabaw ng brief niya. He guided my hand-albeit a little roughly-inside his underwear and I felt the heat emanating from his hard length imprisoned inside the cloth of his briefs.
I nervously licked my lips, my earlier annoyance suddenly gone and now replaced with a need to do something about this hard shaft pulsating within my grasp.
"You feel that?" he rasped and my heart somersaulted inside my ribcage. "You're the one who did that to me, Nyla." There was that emphasis again. As if that name sounded so foreign coming out of his mouth. "You're the one who does that to me. With a simple glance, the sound of your voice, the way you look at me... with you just being you. Just the mere thought of you makes me so achingly hard I can barely function-fuck! Like that!" he hissed when he felt the pad of my fingers slowly caressed the smooth flesh up and down.
Tinanggal niya ang hawak niya sa kamay ko't inilagay ang magkabila niyang palad sa mga pisngi ko. There was a little bit of grip in his hold but that only served to thrill my blood. He pressed his forehead against mine, his mouth brushing against my slightly parted ones as he speak.
"Kayang-kaya kong palitan ang kahit na anong pangalan na nakaukit sa katawan ko. But my cock-this cock you have your hands on-my body... all of it bears your brand, baby. Yours. Always. Until the day I die."
'Till death, sunshine.

TW: Suicide, Self-Harm, PTSD, Violence, Sex