Guiltily pleasure

My fingers dip into the flush of Elvin's waist. Hips pressed to each other, trying to find all the tiny friction that we could muster with our clumsy movements as we dry humped. my face is dropped to his neck. Lips doing tricks, when the tongue flicked here and there.

I felt his finger creeping up to my torso. low whimpers being heard. I lift my head from his neck, staring down at him. He already looked gone. soft brown hair sprawled out everywhere on the black silk sheet under him, eyes hooded with desire, pink lips parted and spit slicked.

"off please" he moved his clenched fist that held my shirt in a motion that says he wants it off from his way. he's laying there half-naked, the buckles of his pants already undone. I retracted from hovering over him, taking the cloth off my body.

When it was off, my fingers eagerly went to pull his pants down, leaving him only in boxers, when I'm clad in my pants. I have gone back sucking on his neck. I heard him groaning before I felt his hands tucking harshly on my pants which I slapped away.

I climbed down from the bed, taking off my pants with boxers. walking butt naked to the drawer, pulling it open to find the condom and lube. I pour some of it into my hands before tossing it over the bed for him. "do it yourself." I say. when I looked at him he was already off his boxers, extending a hand to take the lube in it, starting to prep himself. I stroked two-three times before slipping into the condom.

He sat there plopped up in his elbow, legs wide apart. I position myself between his legs, about to enter him, but a hand on my forearm interrupted me from doing so. "I haven't been under anyone almost four weeks now nor did I play with myself, go easy on me, which you never did, I know, but I'm serious this time." He said.

"I'll go easy." I felt this impulse to reassure him, because he had always been good to me.

His fingers dug into the skin of my forearm when I started pushing in, head lulling back, face scrunched in discomfort as his grip tightened on me, I'm sure it gonna leave scratches. I know the stretch gonna hurt him more if I did it like a sloth, so I reached a hand to run my fingers through his torso, and I went all way in, bottoming.

An ear-piercing grown left past his pink lips, which have a red hue in it by all the biting he did. I heard him curse through his gritted teeth, gasping afterward. when I looked at him, he was already looking at me, eyes glassy which I suppose from pain. He reached out a hand trying to touch my face and I know where it was going, so I let out a breathy 'no'. I'm almost shaking from the tightness around me. fuck!

"why's that?" he asks in a whisper.

"You know it," I say back.

"I know what?"

"Don't fucking kill the mood, Elvin!" I pushed him on his back completely, thrusting into him. I picked up the pace soon and waited for him to stop me, which he didn't.

It's become uncontrollable as the time passes, we both are chasing after something which felt so close but far away at the same time. I felt his hands all over me, which I tried to stop but I couldn't push my voice to be heard, I was violently gasping.

The heat filled the dim-lit room, all felt so hot. even our breaths are undeniably hotter. We became louder and louder when our release came close. With a final thrust, we both orgasmed, shaking vigorously. I rested my head on his chest. his legs around my waist tightened as I lay there without pulling out. Trying to catch our breath. Fuck, I needed this so much.

...

I sat in the unmoving car of mine, which was parked on the side of a road that I'm not so familiar with. The pale yellow color spilling from the street lamps almost blurring my vision. my gaze traveled down to my wrist, eyes almost droopy, it was past midnight. And I don't think I could drive when I'm fucking exhausted. There are sweat beads on my forehead and all over my body, giving me a sticky feeling. I crunched my nose, dropping my head down on the steering wheel, only for a minute as I gained my poster back again.

I ran a hurried hand through the mess of my hair, trying to make it look decent as possible with my tired fingers when my other hand fished into my pocket to find my phone.

I went straight to call logs and pressed on the very first one. it ringed for few seconds and still, no one picked it up from the other side of the line. I tried for the second time and it barely rang two times before I heard him say- "Inn?" he sounded unsure, I probably gave him a scare for calling in this time.

I only call him this late when I have episodes in the middle of the night that I could barely withstand.

"Inn, you there? Are you okay? talk to me, please." I heard him talk again and that's when I know, I forgot to speak.

"Yea, I'm okay. I'm sorry, did I wake you? shit- I know I did. and I'm sorry, but can you come and get me?" I heard shuffling from his side. Getting off the bed, maybe. I feel guilty for doing this to him but shit- I'm far from being okay to drive home alone at this hour.

"Where are you?" he asked me, voice becoming steady.

"Elvin's neighborhood." I heard him tsking.

"Seriously, Zian? what the fuck?"

"You know I don't stay there after I'm done."

"Sent me your location I'll be there in ten minutes," he said before cutting the call, not at all bothered to hear my reply. I tossed my phone on the passenger seat of the car after sending Levin the location, sighing. The damn phone is already dead. I stretched my arms, placing them on the steering wheel to rest my head on them.

I must have blacked out because the knock on my car window is what woke me up. I pried open my droopy lids to gaze at the window. stretching my heavy limbs, I felt a dull pain in my neck. I scratched a hand on my neck when I swipe the slight drool from the corner of my mouth with the other.

"Zian?" I heard Levine's voice. He's standing outside the car door, bending his back a little to look through the glass window. I open the door before stepping out. His car was parked on the other side of the road. my eyes ranked back to him.

"How are we gonna take my car?"

"I'm gonna take you in mine, not gonna left my car here, anyway " he glared at me.

"Are you mad?" I can't help the smile that stretched my lips.

"No."

"you are."

"Then, I am. just fucking get you home."

" I can't leave my car here, though." I told him strictly.

"Then call him to take it to his home for now." He said it like it is the most obvious thing.

"I can't come back tomorrow to take it." I feel like he's gonna slap me when the words left my mouth, but to my luck, he didn't do anything other than glare at me.

"Fucking call him already Zian."

"Then fucking give me your damn phone, Levin." He's getting on my nerves now, fucker.

Well, I guess I'm the fucker here. Not gonna admit it anyway.