Chapter 8

Liak has a much better expression when he sees me return. It almost makes the corner of my mouth twitch into a smile, but I don’t let him notice. I pull more lockers toward us to create an even tighter hiding spot in the corner, making as little noise as possible.

This forces Liak to stand with his back pressed against my chest and me against the wall. We’re tightly squeezed together with almost no room to move. It’s the perfect spot for them not to find us.

As time drags on, the tension becomes unbearable, the wait for the enemies, Liak being so close to me, the strangeness of the situation. He has a different scent from any man I’ve ever been near. Even though I don’t want to, I remember how he watched me in the bathroom earlier. I know this isn’t the time for those thoughts. I push them away and focus on the enemies entering the room where we had been sleeping.

Liak’s body tenses. I can feel it perfectly because he’s pressed so tightly against me. It reminds me that his entire body is molded to mine, even if it’s only for our survival.

The enemy soldiers search the room, shouting things I can partially understand:

“Check everywhere!”

“They can’t be far!”

My body goes rigid.

Liak shifts against me again. I put my hand on his shoulder and squeeze hard, hoping he understands. He stops, but the movement has already awakened something in my body. I really hope he didn’t notice, it would be incredibly embarrassing.

A low, hoarse moan escapes him. The sound travels through his body and into mine. I quickly cover his mouth with my hand. He freezes for a few seconds.

He moves again. I tilt my head slightly and see his hand pressing slowly over his pants. Fuck. He’s having one of those crises again, just like I saw in the middle of the night. I can’t blame the guy, he’s pumped full of sexual stimulants, but what a fucking terrible time for this to happen.

I slowly pull his hand away from his crotch. It’s either this or we die here. His body convulses slightly against mine. If he keeps this up, they’re going to find us. The enemies are getting closer. Without thinking, I slide my hand inside Liak’s pants.

His body goes completely still. My other hand is still over his mouth for safety, but he doesn’t make a sound , probably shocked at having my hand on his cock like this. He starts moving again, so I begin stroking him slowly. His body gradually softens and relaxes.

I can’t believe I’m jerking off a guy while enemy soldiers are just meters away, searching for us so they can kill me or do something worse.

Liak’s head falls back onto my shoulder as I continue stroking his hard cock. He’s breathing heavily. I keep my hand firmly over his mouth to silence him while staying alert, ready for us to be discovered at any second.

I slowly take his hand and bring it up to his own mouth, leaving it there, then reach down with my free hand to grab my gun, aiming it toward the exit.

The tension of the moment makes me speed up and press harder around his throbbing cock. He leans even more against my body, breathing heavily, his ass rubbing against my now fully hard cock. He finally cums. I’m surprised by the intensity, but I don’t stop until his body is almost limp against mine. I remove my hand from inside his pants, hold his chest, and let him calm his breathing.

The enemies pass very close to us but don’t find our hiding spot. They eventually leave the area. We stay hidden for a few more minutes while I process what the hell I just did.

What the fuck was that? What was I thinking? And why the hell did I get so hard doing it?

This mission is seriously fucking with my head.

I wipe my hand on my pants, but the smell of sex still lingers in the air.

Liak’s body is no longer tense. He stays quiet. We remain on high alert. I take a deep breath, trying to will my erection down.