Warning ⚠ 18+
The plaza was still spinning from lights and leftover laughter. The wine had mellowed into slow grins and tired limbs, students stumbling into their rooms…..
Jake on the way to his room, he stormed down the stone path behind the hotel, loosening his shirt, muttering.
Jake : Who the hell does she think she is, dancing like that—
Prez: You've been staring all night, perv. Didn't think I'd notice?
Jake froze.
Jake: You danced on me.
Prez: You liked it
Jake: You stepped on my foot.
Prez: You moaned.
Silence.
Their eyes locked. Sparkes didn't fly… they exploded.
Jake: You're actually insane.
Prez: You like that. I know.
Jake stepped closer, " I love that."
Then—
Miana came from behind wobbling.
Miana: Prezzzzzzz… I think the earth is spinninggggg.
Jake and Prez both laughed. Jake grabbed Miana's one arm to help her stand properly.
Prez while hugging her, " Go back to your room, lock the door. And no matter who comes tonight. Don't open it. Understood?"
Miana slurping, " Yepppp."
Jake: You sure you can do that.
Miana while doing a military salute, " Yes! Sir!!"
And went to her room. Prez was dumbfounded by what she just did. But Jake didn't let it go to waste.
He dragged Prez to his room.
Click.
Prez blinked in the pitch black.
Prez: What the h..
Jake: Shhhh.
Prez: Don't shush me…
Thump.
His hand hit the wall behind her. Too close. Too warm. Too fast.
Jake: Prez… you're so annoying.
Prez smirked in the dark, " Then stop touching my waist."
Jake realized he was touching her waist.
Jake: That's your fault.
Prez: Then do it properly.
She grabbed his collar, and then…
Mouths crashed.
Hot. Messy. Soft lips, too much tongue. It was clumsy but perfect.
Jake backed her into the wall, her leg hooking around his thigh. Prez pulled his hair. Jake groaned.
Prez: Shut up.
Jake: Make me.
She kissed him again. They kissed like they were fighting. Like someone had to win.
Jake grabbed her wrist and pinned it above her head, growling against her jaw.
Jake while inhaling her scent, " You always act like you hate me."
Prez breathless, " Because I do."
Jake: Liar.
Lipstick smeared, hair already halfway undone. Her dress strap slid. He zipped it down like unwrapping a candy.
Jake: You wore this just to kill me.
Prez: Shut up and die, then.
In one move, Jake changed position and carried her straight into the bathroom.
Prez: Jake what the… .
Splash.
He dumped her in the bathtub.
Prez, drenched and fuming, " You absolute demon."
Jake howled with laughter.
She grabbed his wrist and yanked.
He slipped . Fell forward. Face-first.
Into her chest.
Jake blinked. Stayed there a little too long.
Jake: … Didn't know they were this big.
Prez hissed, yanking his ear, " Say that again and I'll…"
Before she could finish. He bit. Right above her nipple. She gasped. Back arched.
His mouth trailed down, sucking too hard, leaving trails of heat.
" Slow down, you bastard."
He smirked against her skin.
" Your body's saying something else, princess."
The water was warm. Their skin, warmer.
Mouth and hands explored the places that should not. Moaned muffled by messy kisses.
But somewhere between chaos and pleasure… The heat melted into comfort.
Exhausted from dancing, drunk from more than just wine, they finally crawled out of the tub, dripping, giggling, clumsy.
The bed welcomed them like it knew.
They fell together. Skin against skin. Breath against breath.
Jake wrapped his arm around her waist
Prez buried her face in his chest.
No more words.
Just soft breathing.
And two idiots asleep in a bed they never planned to share… . .. but never wanted to leave.
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The door clicked shut behind them.
Juli spun on his heel , tossing his jacket to the floor with flair, eyes glittering under the soft yellow lights of their shared hotel room.
"So," he said, voice dripping with sugar and challenge, " We agreed to keep this little thing quiet in public… .. but in private, are we still pretending it's a secret?"
Ray dazed from too much wine, " What are you trying to start, kitty?"
Juli climbed into his lap like he owned the space… . which, technically, he did. He ran his fingers through Ray's hair, leaned close until their lips almost brushed. Ray could smell the wine on his breath, taste the trouble in his smile.
"You're dangerous."
" You like danger."
Ray was drunk on Juli— not the wine.
Juli unbuckled Ray's belt with terrifying precision. His hands wandered like he knew the territory well… which he did.
Ray was already hard. He couldn't hold himself back anymore. Stripped Juli down, in a second both are naked. Kissing like there's no tomorrow. Juli is submissive. And Ray likes to be in control.
They hit the bed in a flurry. Juli on his back, legs parted, smirking like he knew he had Ray right where he wanted.
" Be a good boy, keep them apart." Ray said, voice low, teasing.
Juli obeyed with a groan, " Then don't keep me waiting."
Ray was searching for a condom… but there aren't any.
Juli pulled him back, " I want it raw, tonight. I want you inside me, now."
And who's Ray to not listen to his demand? As his fingers were already inside Juli. Stretching the hole.
Ahh!!
He inserted it in one heart beat. They had one round in the morning. So Juli was still soft. It went too smoothly.
" Faster! More!"
Thrust! Thrust!
" Ugh! Ahh! Hugh!
Juli was moaning as he cummed for the 2nd time. But Ray still didn't.
He inserted his full length which made Juli whimper beneath him. He was hoping super fast. And finally…
" Cum inside me."
The hot fluid went inside Juli. Making his stomach warm and full.
They were both panting. Messy… hot… saliva.. Kissing made their lips swallow.
Juli, " It's hot.", while placing his hand on his stomach.
And just when Juli thought he'd gotten everything he wanted… Ray flipped him over, fingers gripping his waist.
Juli gasped, " Ray—-?! Again?!"
Ray's breath hit his nape, warm and wicked. " You bite off more than you can chew."
Juli chuckled breathlessly, " I have a big mouth. You know that."
Ray whispered against his skin, " Then show me what it can do."
And the night was far from over.
_______
Inside the surveillance room, Sage sat reclined in his leather chair, one leg lazily crossed over the other, sipping something dark and expensive as the CCTV screens played out chaos in real-time.
He watched with a faint smile as Juli dragged Ray onto the bed like a seasoned flirt, and in another screen, Jake pinned Prez into the door, devouring her while laughing. Jean and Rai? Gone. Probably already doing something dramatic.
Sage exhaled, shaking his head with a sigh that sounded almost like admiration, "Youngster these days…"
He turned to Felton, who stood behind him, stoned- faced as always.
"Fox."
"Yes?"
"Double the guard's tonight. Then shut down the CCTV's."
" All of them?"
"I've seen enough teenage hormones for one night. Let them sin in peace."
Felton arched his brow.
Sage stood, adjusting his cuffs, then gave a lazy nod toward the balcony windows overlooking the plaza… where Rowon was talking to one of the security team, his navy silk shirt slightly undone from the dancing, hair a little tousled.
Sage smirked, " That's it for you today. Go have fun too… You know what I mean."
Felton didn't reply.
As Sage made his way to the door, Felton's dry voice followed him.
" Try no to end up in jail."
Sage paused, glancing over his shoulder.
" You know," Felton added, " The pedophile charges hit a bit different these days."
Sage threw up his middle finger without looking back, casually walking out.
Felton, now alone in the quiet room, let out the tiniest exhale of a laugh. He stepped toward the balcony railing and leaned forward, his eyes scanning down, locking onto Rowon.
Felton smiled faintly. And whispered to himself.
" Fun, huh?"
________
The hotel bar was mostly empty.. just the soft jazz humming in the background, dim golden light glinting off crystal glasses, and the occasional clink of ice.
Felton sat at the end of the counter, two buttons undone, blazer off, sleeves rolled to his elbows. He swirled the amber liquid without looking up when someone slid onto the stool beside him.
Rowon.
The detective didn't speak at first… . just gestured to the bartender for a martini, dry. He looked like a sin in silk. Calm. Clean-cut. But his eyes told a different story. Tonight, they shimmered with something far less professional.
Felton didn't glance over.
" So.." he said slowly, sipping his drink, " Where's the other one?"
Rowon raised his brow, " The other what?"
" Rai. The two of you usually come as a pair."
Rowon exhaled a soft laugh, taking his first sip.
" Probably getting screwed… .. or screwing someone." He swirled his martini glass once, then added without looking, " You seem surprised."
Felton's eyes finally slif toward him, heavy with something unreadable, " Not really. Just wondering which one of us had worse taste."
Rowon leaned in slightly, elbow on the counter. " We both like power, don't we? Makes taste a little… … irrelevant."
Felton's glass paused mid-air. He turned fully now, eyes sharp.
Rowon just smiled, slow and deliberate.
" Unless, of course…"Rowon's gaze dragged down and back up, " You're afraid of a little fun."
Felton smirked, low and dangerous.
Their drinks clinked softly in the silence that followed. And that was it. No promises. No plans. But something between them sifted.
Temptation.
Rowon didn't invite Felton to the bedroom.
He challenged him.
A subtle smirk, a glance over the shoulder, and a single like before walking away.
" If you're brave enough…catch me…"
Felton didn't hesitate. He downed the rest of his drinks in one long gulped and followed.
The door clicked shut behind them. Locked.
Rowon stood near the bed, wearing fitted jeans and a navy-blue silk shirt that clung to his waist like temptation tailored. Felton's gaze trailer the fabric like a predator taking in his prey.
Without a word, he closed the distance.
Hands gripped Rowon's waist… . smooth, confident. Then a fist tangled in his hair, yanked his head back. Rowon's back pressed to Felton's chest, breath hitched, eyes dark.
Felton, low growl, " You're playing with fire."
Rowon smirking, " Burn me."
That was all Felton needed.
Buttons snapped. The shirt was ripped clean open, revealing pale skin blooming with heat. Felton didn't waste time with soft kisses. He devoured it. Tongue and teeth claiming every inch. Rowon barely had time to react before he was pushed into the bed, legs already lifted over Felton's shoulder, breathless and arched.
Rowon, mocking, " Someone's eager."
" Thought you wanted wild."
" Break me."
Felton leaned in, mouth near his ear, husky, " You won't forget this sensation for a very long time."
He left no patch of skin untouched… . harsh kisses, teeth marks along his collar, lips tracing fire down his chest. Rowon's body writhed under him, teasing remarks melting into gasps as the pressure intensified. There was no patience, no hesitation. Hands pinned. Backs arched. Mouths collided like war.
He licked Rowon's body from top to bottom. Sucked his nipples so hard now it has become plumed. His body covered in red marks that look like rash. And Felton?
Tasting his hole. Rowon gasped.
" Ahh! No.. Slow.. Sl.. Slo.. Slow down!! Agh!!
He tasted it like it's the most delicious meal in the whole world. Getting even more deep.
" I'm.. I'm.. cumming.. Agg!
He gulped.
" That's nasty."
And he kissed him. Tasting his own cum from Felton's mouth. And suddenly put two fingers in the hole… that jolted Rowon. Scissoring the hole. Twisting it.
Rowon nearly lost his breath, " Enough! Put it in."
Felton groaned, " No. It's not."
He put another finger. It made Rowon scream. And Felton growled even louder, " Louder."
" Fel.. Fel… Felton!! Ahh!! Ahh!!"
He cummed again. Breathing heavily. Before he could even ease for a second.
He thrusted hard. Making Rowon's body shivered from pain and pleasure.
" Ah.. Ha!! .. Ha!! It's too big.. You jerkass!!"
Felton whispered near his ear, almost smooching, "Why? Can't handle it?"
He snapped. Rowon grabbed Felton's d*ck and pushed it inside. More.
Gasping for air, "Deeper."
And that was it before he could even regret saying those words. Felton thrusted it all in. Before he didn't even push half and now in one go… . It was all in.
It made Rowon's eyes blur… .. Scratching felton's arms. Biting arms and neck. And Felton groaned even harder.
" Too deep… it's too deep!"
" I can see it from here."
Felton placed his hand over Rowon's stomach and there was actually a bump there.
" You asshole."
" The night is young, honey. Let's get wilder."
And kissed Rowon as if stealing his breaths.
The night was an endless round of Rowon's whimper and deep thrust pain. He just knew, his hole tore that night. As he didn't have any sexual intercourse for a long time. But did he regret it? No! He loved it.
A hot , tall and masculine man. A huge d*ck and stamina? Chiefs kiss. So good at bed. Maybe he will even ask for more? Who knows. But for tonight, let's get lost in this hunger and lust.