The Invitation

Bryan pulled me inside his room and started kissing me roughly and eagerly. It is not hurting though.

I even called out his name several times especially when I felt his teeth graze my neck as he sucked it as if it was made of candy.

It was so not like him. He's always gentle, kind and considerate.

I moved my hands and enclosed his face with them then lightly pushed them to look at his face. His eyes never left my neck though.

He seems stressed about something or someone.

"Bryan?" I called again

The tension in his expression disappeared and so did the gloaming in his eyes when he heard me as if he hadn't heard me earlier.

I rubbed his cheeks with my thumbs as I still coped with his face with my palms.

"Hey... Is something the matter?"

Bryan lifted his eyes from my neck and looked me in the eyes.

"You seemed upset. Did something happen?" I asked again

He shook his head and held my hands gently, "No. Everything is fine."

"Are you sure?"