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EVERY MOAN, BELONGS TO ME.

作者: C.E.AIHES
last update 最終更新日: 2025-11-25 09:05:42

UNKNOWN POV

August Grey.

He grew into a sexy man. I watched him for four years, seven months, and sixteen days.

I remember the day I saw him, shortly after he turned nineteen.

He sat outside of his apartment, smoking cigarettes he could barely afford, wearing nothing but denim shorts and a ripped tank top. His tattoos were on full display.

I scrolled through the feed that my drone had dropped on my second monitor carefully, watching as tears rolled down his cheeks.

The cigarettes trembled between his fingers.

This was like a tradition to him. He always started his Thursday evening with smoking, followed by tears. He cried because his parents died on Thursday, and he had no one but himself.

I saved the video to my other files. I still open it when I remember why I do what I do.

I moved to my third monitor, going through his phone through my device. I hacked into his phone when he connected to the coffee shop’s Wi-Fi.

I had every text, picture, video, and all the searches he tho
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    AUGUST I tried moving around the house, avoiding the spots Levi warned me about. I cleaned, tried new Mexican dishes I saw online, danced and sang to background songs from the video, and placed them. I kept myself busy for the whole day, trying not to think about either man. The house was big, so it took me many hours to clean up. Some dishes turned out good, some burnt, some hurt my stomach, but it was worth the try. I cleaned up the entire kitchen after cooking, snapping the dishes to send to Ama. She called on video call, eager to watch my expression as I tasted the food. We laughed, talked. The most actual fun I'd had in a while. I didn’t remember falling asleep. One moment I was staring at the faint glow of my phone screen as the call ended. Next, I was on my bed, my apron still on, filled with stains of flour and cream. The air in my dream felt warm, familiar, like the way summers used to feel before everything in my life came crashing down. I stood in a very

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    My fingers lingered on the screen longer than I wanted to accept.It was ridiculous.Really, really stupid.Nightshade wasn’t my boyfriend. He wasn’t even a friend. We weren't even close. He was a… glitch in my brain. Some distraction. A mistake that a part of me wanted to make again. And for someone that I'm not allowed to see his face, he had an impact on me. I wanted to text him to reach out again, so I could stop thinking about Levi.But here I was, lying on my bed like a sad orphan who’d never heard of dignity. Orphan, yes. Dignity, not so sure.I rolled on my bed, debating whether to text a man who clearly didn’t give a damn.Fine.I typed:AUGUST: Are you alive?I pressed send before I could consider. Pondering only made things worse.Three dots didn’t appear.No answer.Nothing.Wonderful. Incredible. I loved being ignored. My favorite hobby.I wonder why I bothered. The only reason why I'm always hyper when it comes to men, is because of him. I still see his face in my slee

  • SEX IN A GLASS HOUSE    THE DEVIL WRAPPED IN ITALIAN FABRIC.

    AUGUST Levi slate left me standing there, Hard. He acted like he hadn’t just dropped the most insane, yet fucking hot confession of my life. I thought nothing would top the charts with night shade, but Levi is onto something. Goodness me. I pressed my back against the wall, slowly falling down to the floor. He made Sex poetic. And fuck, he tasted like mint and coffee, he smelled so fucking good. Good enough to make me hard again. The door clicked shut behind him. Quiet. Final. I pressed my hand against my hard on, thinking about jerking off to his taste still in my mouth, and the fiery sensation from the kiss that caused my lips to tingle. He left just like that. Like he’d decided he was done, and that was supposed to be enough for me. Fuck no. With Levi, a kiss was nothing. He moved like a greamreaper, but one that was capable of fucking like a god. I sat there for a full minute, staring at the space he’d occupied, trying to remember how to breathe. My chest felt t

  • SEX IN A GLASS HOUSE    I WHOLEHEARTEDLY WANT TO FUCK YOU🔞

    Levi “I want you to fuck me.” he breathed. I knew August was audacious, but not to this extent. He said it carelessly, like they were casual words. His words shot straight to my cock, sending goosebumps all over my body. I felt the surge of heat all over my body; the air conditioning became useless. The words kept replaying like they were threats. I took two steps backward before doing something that I would regret. “Choose your words wisely.” I managed. He scoffed, closing the distance between us. “I know you want to fuck me as well, you just don’t have the balls to initiate it,” he said, his hands running a line on my chest. “This isn't happening,” I said, my voice a bit too thin but rough.I ran my hands through my hair as I walked away. “Go to your room,” I said, because it was safer than the thoughts running through my head. He walked towards me, but he didn’t walk away. He stood behind me, breathing on my neck. “You act like you don’t want this, but I can see yo

  • SEX IN A GLASS HOUSE    THE LINE HE WON’T CROSS

    AUGUST I walked out of the room feeling refreshed. I mean who wouldn’t, i’d fucked myself to sleep. I stood at the door of my room, my bare feet against the floor as I watched Levi. I wore my smallest tops, my pajama pants hanging below my waistline, just enough to irritate Levi. The mansion was silent, Levi's breathing filling the room. I didn’t understand while I enjoyed getting him riled up. Something about this man makes me want to test his patience, waiting to see if he would crack. But he didn’t. He walked out through the back door, with the cup of coffee in his hands. He stood there, backing me as he answered his call. I rummaged through the kitchen, looking for the cold orange juice Levi had stocked up on. I popped the bottle open as he walked in, startling me. Right about time. Levi was fully dressed in a three-piece black layer suit, a different brand of shoe which I am sure is very expensive. He stared at me, his eyes scanning my clothes. His gaze l

  • SEX IN A GLASS HOUSE    EVERY MOAN, BELONGS TO ME.

    UNKNOWN POV August Grey. He grew into a sexy man. I watched him for four years, seven months, and sixteen days. I remember the day I saw him, shortly after he turned nineteen. He sat outside of his apartment, smoking cigarettes he could barely afford, wearing nothing but denim shorts and a ripped tank top. His tattoos were on full display. I scrolled through the feed that my drone had dropped on my second monitor carefully, watching as tears rolled down his cheeks. The cigarettes trembled between his fingers. This was like a tradition to him. He always started his Thursday evening with smoking, followed by tears. He cried because his parents died on Thursday, and he had no one but himself.I saved the video to my other files. I still open it when I remember why I do what I do.I moved to my third monitor, going through his phone through my device. I hacked into his phone when he connected to the coffee shop’s Wi-Fi. I had every text, picture, video, and all the searches he tho

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