Chapter 4 - Live With

"Loudspeaker!" I handed Aryo the cell phone that I had taken because the tone of the call hadn't stopped. Over and over again until it sounded sickening.

"But-"

"We have an agreement! Obey!" Without waiting for Aryo to pick it up, I crammed the flat object into his palm that was fused on his lap.

"O-okay ...." Aryo's voice trembled. Not very manly, even though he has many female clients.

What's that term Milly used to say? Like a ladyboy? Aryo is not the type of young man who moves like a womanizer. He's manly, which is why I like him.

Wrong? For those out there, there are still many people who think it's wrong for a man to like another man's personality even if it's not a matter of sexual orientation.

Maybe they think everything leads to bed, huh?

Honestly, I like the way it works that follows the rules of the payer, in this case me. As far as I know, I've never seen Aryo involve his feelings in his work. He's a professional.

Including the kiss in the car when Aryo asked me to go home. He said it was a sign that he agreed to my request with conditions.

"Kea's parents will find out that I'm taking money from aunties. Can you guarantee that we'll keep our secret?"

I vividly remember her insistence on the pretext that I was the head of Aryo's workplace, as well as... our relationship being camouflaged by our shared gender.

"Yes, Aunty?" Aryo chimed in, taping the phone screen to the right side of his face and sitting up to put his groin together to cover his sleeping form.

So cute. Who would complain about his naked appearance now?

What did he call her earlier? Aunty? The aunt that she called an angel contact?

"Are you in love with her?" I thought it was his future wife instead. What a surprise.

Aryo pressed the mute symbol on the screen just to explain, "No, it's just me. I'm in love, but she's not. She never knows."

"Aryo? Are you still there?"

I listened to the sweet voice on the other side of the call, reminding me of a long-dead woman I couldn't call 'Mom' or something. However, I was more focused on the change in reaction on Aryo's face, he was adorable.

"Yes, Beautiful Aunt ...." Oh, Aryo's soft, seductive voice. I'm jealous.

"Can we meet? I-"

The woman's voice trailed off. It was her phone call that I stopped.

"Mister Levi?" He asked, looking shocked that I had snatched his phone back.

"Just send a message!" I gave him the phone, with the condition, "Say your typing out loud!"

Crazy! How am I different from pubescent girls when I look jealous like this? Does it show on my face? My attitude?

Aryo complied, stealing glances at me with every word typed on the phone screen. "Send me the address, Aunty. I'll come later."

"Asshole ...." He had an appointment on our schedule? "That was your client too, right? You said you already-"

"It's done." Aryo's words instantly stopped my fist that was about to land in front of his cheek. He said, "The agreement between me and her is done. Satisfied?"

His wide eyes, whether defiant or frightened, seemed faint to the dominant emotions gathering in my head.

"No other women?" I confirmed. Competing with Aryo's future wife alone was already very frustrating, let alone if there were other women who needed his attention.

"No." Aryo shook his head quickly.

However, I had already laid him down on the sofa. I was angry... and horny. "Convince me!"

"Mister..., I can't make it-"

"Suck it!" I thrust the already rock-hard tension against his lips, forcing it in despite Aryo's closed mouth.

"You guys are disgusting!"

I had almost forgotten Milly's presence in the room. The Caucasian Latina woman had even tilted her lips forward.

She was surprised to see that I had just finished filling Aryo's hole to the brim with sticky liquid. Milly needed a kitchen sink to hold her vomit. Maybe even now Milly would vomit again.

"You stay here!" I pointed at Milly, moved off Aryo's body and grabbed Milly's wrist.

"Levi ...." Milly's glance turned out to be on my uncovered possessions. My trousers were unbuttoned and the open belt sagged unceremoniously, stuck to my thighs.

Ah, Milly needs to be punished for her accusation against me when she saw Charles fall down the stairs. "I still can't accept your report me to the police!"

"Levi... let it go!" Milly raised her wrist, but it wasn't that easy to get forgiveness.

"You need to be rewarded accordingly!" Her thin overalls were surprisingly easy to rip off, leaving behind underwear that might be tempting to other men.

"Not like this, Lev!" Milly cried. What a mess. Her clothes, her hair, her makeup. Is this too scary for a woman?

I can't sympathize with women's tears yet. She's beautiful, every woman is beautiful, and how can you tell the difference?

"Mil? Camille? Look at my eyes." I took both her hands in her lap as I crouched down, waiting for Milly to lift her face and look at me.

Okay, show and tell. "How big is his dick?" I asked, drawing the softness of her palm across my still very firm, proud shaft.

Milly glared, almost pulling her hand away, but was restrained by my grip which forced her to massage the firmness of the outer skin. Not bad, not too bad. I just need to see Aryo to keep stay on.

I repeated the question to Milly. And the answer was, "H-his." The direction of her gaze was the same as mine. That meant we were in agreement on one thing.

That's right, Aryo's tension is very precise when it comes to entering a woman's property. After all, Mas Charles only needed proof that I could impregnate someone, not necessarily from my seed. You know what I mean?

I leaned closer, cradling Milly's head against my chest while her hands skillfully moved on their own to massage without needing to be asked.

I deliberately whispered in her ear hoarsely, "Imagine if that... was swiped here...." Watching her observe Aryo's self-stimulation, I'm sure Milly was also tempted to the point of not realizing that my forefinger was rubbing her backside.

"Up and down. Until it breaks inside ...." I continued, slipping just one finger into Milly's back. Ah, it turns out she's been through this too.

Milly's back arched like a wet and slippery slide. She offered no resistance other than swearing in a language I didn't recognize. Swear, from the intonation of her voice.

Aryo also made it difficult for me to restrain myself. Aryo's innocent, guiltless look at my performance with Milly further provoked me to try something interesting.

"That's it, Yo. I've had enough." I lifted Mili's body onto Aryo's lap without much difficulty. "I think this bitch really needs it."

Milly looked panicked, trying to move. The fog of her arousal was still very evident, heard in the sigh of her voice from the touch.

Of course, it wasn't that easy to escape. Women who are close to getting released are usually very weak and difficult to resist.

"But, Mister-"

"I'll double your pay today. Take it easy." I interrupted Aryo's refusal, positioning his hard-on right into Milly.

Their long moans sounded harmonious. It was pretentious to refuse earlier, being brought together still won the animal lust.

Half running, I searched for something in the nightstand drawer in my room. Taking out a strip of pills and some safety packs, condoms. I went back to see them still silent even though they were hugging each other.

"I'm tired ...," Aryo complained.

The corner of my lips spontaneously curled up. How tired could he be if he was just sitting back while I saw their union twitching, including Aryo's tightening backside.

In my circles, giving s*x gratuities to smooth out business was common. Sometimes I'd get some too, not to enjoy myself, just to project the image that I was just like any other guy, into women.

I've also shared s*x with an official. It would be a good proof if one day I need help.

But being a same-sex lover, they might be afraid of the infectious diseases that have been in the news lately. I played it safe.

"What's this?" asked Aryo as I handed him one of the strips of pills I had brought.

"Strong pill." Viagra. It was actually more effective after an hour, but he was already tense. I just needed to increase the duration of Milly's punishment.

"Mister?" Aryo stared in horror at the small grain in my hand.

"You don't drink it, I won't let you go."

As I said before, there was no refusal. I stuffed the white pill into Aryo's mouth along with the mineral water on the table.

The effect wasn't instant.

I used to have it for the gig*lo who came over. Men who have their anuses pierced climax and limp more easily, I need a longer sensation. Men. That's why I have long-lasting drugs instead of stimulants meant for women.

Waiting for a reaction, I tease Milly first. Don't forget, conquering opponents in bed is ingrained in the Wiratama family, directly proportional to getting rid of opponents in the business world.

I removed the remaining fabric from Milly's body as I touched the entire surface of her skin with weak finger taps. Channeling a puff of breath, tracing the dampness of her sweat-coated pores.

Milly shuddered, goose bumps rising, the fine hair along her arms.

I, too, stripped naked, draped myself behind Milly who straddled Aryo, while squeezing her every-woman pride that didn't fit in the palm of my hand. Like a solid jelly that could wiggle.

"Why?" I glanced at Aryo's expression who seemed to be observing. Sharpening his gaze when he was next to Milly's face leaning on my shoulder, and pecking Aryo's moist lips. "Are you jealous, darling?"

I was so content to watch him gape, allowing his tongue to be twisted, sucked, and Aryo to close his eyes in pleasure. Aryo's hands also teased the twin mountains of the goddess in our midst.

"Levi...," Milly hissed as I rubbed mine behind her. "Levi! What are you doing?"

Milly panicked? Oh, she won't be able to escape. Aryo's movements down there relaxed her even more. Milly's manicured nails even dug into Aryo's shoulders ferociously.

"I'll tell you how to live with me." I whispered, nibbling on the edge of Milly's earlobe as I drove my heaviest weapon into it.