로그인Damien Alex was across the room in two steps his voice shooting up sharp and panicked. Damien what the hell did you do. Stop rubbing it you moron. His hands grabbed my wrists trying to pull them away from my face but I was flailing too much still yelling because it felt like my eyes were melting out of my head. I cannot see it burns so bad what the fuck did I touch. You and your stupid spicy hands or whatever I do not know just make it stop.He was dragging me toward the sink now his grip tight on my arm and I could hear the water running full blast. Keep your eyes open if you can he snapped but his tone was not angry it was all freaked out like he thought I was actually going blind or something. I tried but the burn made me squint and blink like crazy and I kept cursing under my breath the whole way. Alex you asshole this is your fault too somehow. Everything tonight is your fault. First the sandwich now this. I am dying for real this time.Shut up and lean over the sink he said pus
Damien.Alex was still banging around in the kitchen like he owned the whole damn world even though I was the one sprawled on his couch half dead from my own stupid plan and my ass still felt like it had been sandpapered from the inside out. I watched him from the corner of my eye because moving too fast made everything cramp up again and yeah I was milking this a little but who could blame me. He had this focused look on his face like he was solving some big problem instead of just throwing together food for the guy who had basically forced his way into his house and then shit himself on the toilet.He glanced over his shoulder at me once and muttered something under his breath that sounded a lot like idiot but I pretended I did not hear it. The smell started hitting me after a few minutes something savory and warm not spicy at all and my stomach actually growled instead of twisting up like it wanted to kill me. Alex slid a plate onto the coffee table in front of me without saying an
Damien Alex threw his hands up but his voice stayed sharp. “Yeah well your own shit is currently trying to kill you from the inside. Sit down before you fall over genius.” I dropped onto the couch and immediately another cramp hit so I curled sideways clutching my stomach. “Fuck. Okay maybe I ate a little too much but I can take it. I planned this whole thing so you’d finally drop the act and actually look at me like I’m not just some guy you hate on the team.” The words slipped out before I could stop them and Alex froze mid-step staring at me. “You planned this. You overdosed on pepper on purpose just to make me care.” I shrugged even though it hurt to move. “Worked didn’t it. Look at you all worried and shit. Admit it you were hard earlier in the kitchen too don’t even try to lie.” He laughed short but his eyes flicked to my stomach where I was still rubbing it in slow circles. “You’re unbelievable. I was worried because you looked like you were dying not because I want to play
Damien. I doubled over right there in the kitchen like some weak idiot and the cramps hit me so hard I thought my guts were trying to claw their way out through my asshole. Alex’s voice was right in my ear all sharp and worried even though he was still trying to sound like he didn’t give a single fuck. “Shit Damien you’re not faking this are you.” I didn’t even answer him I just shoved past and bolted for the bathroom because my stomach was already cramping up worse than I expected and yeah okay I could handle pepper fine normally but I ate way too much of that stupid sandwich on purpose just to get him to stop acting like he hated me and actually do something useful for once and now it was backfiring big time.I slammed the door behind me but Alex was already pushing it open like he owned the place which he did but still. “Get out man I got this.” I dropped the towel and sat down fast because my body wasn’t waiting for permission anymore and the burn started right away hot and nasty
Damien He turned away quickly, shoulders tight. “This isn’t the locker room. Get back in there and I’ll find you a towel. Jesus.”But I didn’t move right away. I caught him adjusting the front of his pants when he thought I wasn’t looking, hand pressing down on what looked like a bulge for just a second. My stomach flipped. Yes. He had to be hard for me. Had to be. All that denial bullshit and here he was, reacting. But when he turned around fully to toss me a towel from the closet, there was nothing. No bulge, no tent, just his usual pissed-off face and flat front. What the hell? Was he not attracted to me at all? The thought pissed me off more than the gunshots outside. I wasn’t imagining that, was I? My own dick was right there, obvious as hell, and he was acting like it was no big deal.I snatched the towel and wrapped it around my waist, muttering under my breath. Fine. Whatever. If he wanted to pretend, I could play that game too.Alex walked away toward the kitchen without ano
Damien I kept banging on the door like an idiot who had nowhere else to go, knuckles already sore from how hard I was hitting the wood. Come on, Alex, open the damn thing before I wake up the whole street and make this even more embarrassing than it already was. My heart was slamming so loud I could feel it in my split lip, and every time I thought about what I had just seen through that cracked bathroom window, my dick twitched again like it had its own stupid agenda. I wanted to grab him, kiss him until neither of us could breathe, then fuck him right there against the wall or on the floor or wherever the hell he let me. God, I was wrecked. Completely wrecked.The door finally cracked open and there he was, still damp from the bath, towel wrapped around his waist like it was barely hanging on. Water droplets slid down his chest and I could not stop staring. My mouth went dry. All I could think was how easy it would be to yank that towel off and drop to my knees or push him inside a
Damien"Whatever," I muttered, but my stomach was doing flips. "How can you help him then? The sanction meeting's tomorrow morning. You need to convince your dad, he's a shareholder in the school, right? Get him to keep Alex in, make sure it doesn't blow up into losing his spot or his scholarship o
Damien I slammed the phone down so hard the screen cracked a little at the corner, but who gave a shit. "That's gay," I muttered at first, then louder like the empty bathroom could back me up. "That's fucking gay, Lila, you stupid bitch." My voice bounced off the tiles and made my split lip sting
Damien I stepped out of the shower still dripping, towel slung low around my hips like it might fall off any second and I honestly did not give a damn. My phone was already in my hand before I even dried my face properly. Water kept running down my neck and mixing with the sting on my split lip, b
Damien I cracked my eyes open. The first thing I felt was the gross sticky crust all over my fingers and stomach. The underwear from last night was still balled up tight in my fist. It felt like I had passed out while holding on for dear life. The smell hit me right then. It was sour and stale. It