CH 11

I didn’t say anything yet he wasn’t in a rush because of that either. Pinching the back of my neck, he slowly and skilfully licked the corner of my mouth and my dimples, causing my face to heat up again after it had finally cool down after a long time.

Licking nonstop, who do you fucking think you are. Are you treating me like ice cream?

It wasn’t just my mouth that was getting taken advantage of. His lower body was a little unruly too, rubbing directly against my thigh with that hard part.

This guy is really…he’s too annoying. He’s going way too fucking overboard.

What sort of helping between straight men is this? In the six years of my high school and university life, I have never done something like this with my buddies! Even if we watched porn together, we still jerked off on our own. Who would give a damn about someone else’s dick? If we were really going to help each other out, then it’d still be between straight men. Why would I be jerking off a gay dude?

I made up my mind not to take his bait, putting my hands behind my back and staring at him warily, “You…Don’t even think about it…it’s impossible for me to use my hands!”

There’s a faint hint of regret that flashed past his eyes. But then he touched my lower lips and asked, “No hands, then maybe you can use something else?”

Fuck! He’s not thinking about…

I was so angry that I bit down on his finger and said, “Dwohn’t twhink abwout it.”

This was a pretty hard bite, but he didn’t even frown a bit. With downcast eyes, he wasn’t in a rush to pull out his hands and instead lightly flicked my tongue a little. I couldn’t help the blush that tinted my face and eventually let go of his finger.

I really can’t win against him.

He rubbed his wet fingertips with a blank expression before saying in a deep voice, “How about rubbing against it even if you don’t use your hands?”

I might have gotten too dizzy from all his licking that even without bargaining, I ended up covering my eyes and nodding.

It was just rubbing a little, right? Not like it’ll actually slice a piece of flesh off me. Anything’s better than having him do what he wants instead. That’s what I thought then.

But I was wrong again.

When that guy stroked up my shorts, grinding his lower half against my bare thighs powerfully back and forth a few times—I noticed that I, once again, fucking reacted again.

Fucking hell.

I tried my best to sink into the bed and hide myself away. But the man on top of me pressed down relentlessly and refused to let up. Once he noticed what was going on, he let out a soft chuckle before putting his hand in.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m really going to die this time.

My mind was completely blank at that point, only able to gasp for air and tense up my waist. The last thing I could do was cover my face with my arm.

About ten minutes after I had released, or even longer than that, the man lying on top of me finally stopped moving. He came up to my face to kiss me with slight breathlessness.

I felt like I’d be more ashamed with every word I say at this point. Refusing to face what just happened, I stayed still and played dead, not even daring to open my eyes at all.

When that guy finished, he slowly licked and kissed my face and neck, from dimples to ears just like a cat who was thoroughly satisfied after a full meal.

He lifted my hand over my eyes and I felt a hot and wet sensation on my eyelids. I couldn’t resist it and peeked through squinted eyes.

That guy’s face showed up in my hazy vision. He still looked as fair as always, with that beautiful peach blossom shaped eyes and a small mole at the corner of his right eye. When I looked closer, I realized it wasn’t a mole but an extremely small, red scar.

I had a nightmare.

About the first time I saw him that night at the bar. When he looked up and our gazes met when I was mixing a drink.

That bastard smiled like a fox, reaching out across the bar and lifted my chin. His eyes were glinting with bad intentions and his actions were even nastier. MI glared at him and slapped his hand away, picking up the glass of wine and pouring it all over him. “You vixen! Die!”

He was completely drenched, his white shirt soaked through. I was proud of myself, laughing loudly at his state before leaping out of the bar counter and escaped.

Before I got to the door though, something suddenly wrapped around my chest and dragged me back. I looked down and saw a furry fox tail!

My eyes fluttered open in shock, subconsciously grabbing the whatever was around my chest. After a while, I realized the sensation felt off to my touch. Looking down, it was an arm.

A tattooed arm.

I blinked a few times and only then belatedly recalled the events from last night.

After getting pressed down onto the bed by him, I had to pretend to be asleep out of shame. While pretending, I eventually fell asleep for real.

Fuck! I was too careless! That guy didn’t try to do anything else while I was asleep, right?

The clothes I was originally wearing were gone and I was only wrapped in a hotel bathrobe. Alarm bells rang off in my heart. I hurriedly touched my waist and butt to make sure my virginity was still intact. It was, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I was relieved, but when I thought about what happened last night, I couldn’t help but grit my teeth out of anger. Looking at that arm across my chest, I felt the urge to harshly bite down on it to let off some steam.

I glared at his arm as if I was staring at a beautifully roasted pig’s trotter, but before I could turn that idea into reality, I suddenly noticed that pig…that arm has a scar in the shape of some teeth marks. It was right at the end of his tattoo, blending in with that fire tongue-like petals next to it. It wasn’t obvious until you take a closer look at it.

Damn it, which bastard stole my chance and did it first?

This sure is great to look at!

The guy behind me suddenly moved, as if he just woke up.

The hand on my chest moved up and ran his fingers through my hair. The heat source behind my neck also slowly approached closer. I jolted a little when his lips suddenly touched my earlobe. I quickly broke free from his hold and rolled towards the edge of the bed.

I didn’t control my speed well enough so with a loud ‘bang’ I fell to the ground. Fortunately, the floor was blanketed with a thick layer of mat so I didn’t break my old back.

Ignoring the person on the bed, I got up and quickly leapt into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

After washing up, I sat on the toilet lit for a bit and tried to stall for time. During that time, I counted how much money I could get from last night, then find out in despair that that guy had taken advantage of me more times that I could count.

Fuck, what a beast.

Half an hour later, I came out of the bathroom. He had changed his clothes already, but still in that set of white collar shirt and black pants. His collar was a mess and he was wearing a pair of rimless glasses while sitting on the edge of the bed with a laptop open, typing away. Look at how ascetic and serious he appeared.

Fuck, a clothed beast.

When he saw me coming out, he closed his laptop and took off his glasses, heading towards the bathroom. I stopped him and questioned, “Where are my clothes?”

He looked at me with downcast eyes, then pointed at the pile of clean laundry on the couch. But before he withdrew his hand, he rubbed my face lightly all of a sudden.

I took a step back, “What do you want again!”

He smiled and spread his hand for me to see. There was some toothpaste bubbles on his thumb.

Damn it all, I ended up brushing my face too huh.

I was too embarrassed to say thank you and immediately walked towards the couch.

After cleaning up and going back to school, I took out my phone and tapped on the notes app. I asked the person next to me, “Last night counts as 1000 yuan. Do you have a problem with that?

He didn’t answer so I took his silence as agreement and continued to calculate, “As of now, I have offset 2050 yuan. There are still 2150 left. Remember that.”

When the car pulled into our destination, he unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over to look at my notes. He raised an eyebrow, “Do we have to calculate it that clearly?”

How else would we do it then? Do you think there’s a promo package for regular customers instead? Don’t even dream about it.

The idea of paying off almost half my debt so quickly made me think that paying all of it off was just around the corner. My bad mood instantly lifted and I was a lot less upset about what happened last night.

With big, happy steps, I walked to the side of the building when the guy behind me suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.

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In a blink of an eye, I was pinned to the wall. I couldn’t believe how quickly this guy thought about making a move again. “Don’t tell me you’re going to—”

He leaned closer and the corner of his eyes curved upwards again. “Aren’t you in a hurry to pay it all off? Why not make another 100 yuan?”

Making money also depends on the fucking occasion, okay?!

This is a school building, what if someone sees us!

He seemed to not care about this at all and instead lowered his head to bite down on my lips. I opened my mouth out of pain and he didn’t hesitate to stick his tongue in. Although this action has been done many times, he still effortlessly stole the oxygen within me and forced me to let out a weak, muffled grunt. I ended up hanging on him as if I had lost all my bones.

Fortunately, this kiss didn’t go for too long. And perhaps it was still too early, there weren’t many people in the building so the corridor was empty from the start to the end of it. I leaned against the wall with a thankful heart to calm down a little, breathing while silently calculating. After that 100 yuan, we are left with 2050…

Why is there a 50?

The guy slowly retracted his hand from the wall, with his eyes still downcast as he licked his lips slowly. For a moment, a scary thought popped up in my mind. Might as well go all the way and remove the 50?

Before I could think about it, I suddenly straightened my back and titled my head upwards as if a ghost possessed me.

I kissed him on the corner of his lips.

That action was done in lightning speed, retracted the second it was done. Looking at how stunned he appeared to be, my heart surged with a sense of victory. I didn’t have the time to be proud of myself cause I heard a loud sound across the corridor, followed by a female voice, “What the hell!”

Stiffening, I mechanically turned my head to look over and saw a familiar girl standing at the corner with the soy milk cup in her hand that fell to the ground. She looked at us with an expression full of shock.

Fuck, fuck it all. I went overboard.