Chapter 17

Of course, Ryu will not listen to me. I felt the bed dip which meant he was sitting next to me. I then felt his warm hand on my head, brushing my unruly hair away from my face so he could look at me but I refused to raise my head.

He sighed. "Were you thinking about that game? When I-

"Don't say it" I cut him off. I didn't want to hear words like ​'jerked you off'​ or '​gave you a hand job​'

or ' ​turned you on'​ or ​'made you cum'

"It was just a game Aito. There's nothing to be ashamed about. You liked it. So what?"

I raised my head at that. "So what? So what? Do you have any fucking idea what that means? What liking it implies? You're a man!"

He then smiled. The kind of smile that took my breath away and lighted up his eyes. "I told you before. Pleasure is pleasure. It doesn't matter if a man or a woman makes you feel it"

I mentally scoffed. It certainly matters when I can't jerk myself off no matter how hard I try. It certainly matters when I keep thinking about you, you shithead.