*Chapter 14*

"I mean, if he doesn't care then I can go and waste my time at some better place," I heard Quentin's voice just after I returned to everyone.

I bit my lips and sighed. "Is that how you really think?" I looked at him with serious eyes.

"I guess that is the cue for us to leave," Jane mumbled as the rest followed her out while I approached Quentin to sit next to him.

"Is that really how you think of me?" He wasn't even paying a lot of attention to me. I gritted my teeth. "Look at me when I talk to you!" I demanded. He hesitantly shifted his gaze to me as I could finally and properly look at him.

"And what if it is like that?" He muttered. "Is it wrong to think like that?" He questioned more steady than before. His eyes were glistening which had a really beautiful touch in comparison with his eye color. But this was not the time for that as he had a hurt expression on his face.

"Come here," I motioned. He bit his lips and shifted closer to me until we were touching. "Right now, it's a bit difficult to take care about everything at once," I explained and put my arm around him to comfort him. "I didn't purposely neglect you. Please understand."

"I do understand," his eyes that were facing the floor looked back up to me. "But you should have at least texted me back and told me. But still, shouldn't I be your top priority?"

This time it was me to drop my gaze since he was somewhere right, but I directly looked back up once I saw him standing up and straddling me. "What-?"

"Now make it up to me!" He demanded with crossed arms before I could finish my words. I was too perplexed to react at his sudden change of character. "What are you waiting for?" he frowned, causing me to snap back to reality.

"What do you want me to do?" I tilted my head in confusion. He sighed and got off of me.

"You are really useless," he rolled his eyes. "I'm leaving," he turned around and head for the door.

"Now wait, where are you going?" I stopped him and just before he could answer my question I picked him up, throwing him over my shoulder and headed over to my room.

"Let me down! Zarooooon, come on! What do you want from me?" I closed the door behind us and threw him on my bed. "So after you refused to respond to me, you don't want to let me go or what?" He said in a cocky tone and raised his eyebrows.

"Wasn't it you who said I should make it up?" I smirked and climbed over him that he was looking up to me.

But he just shook his head and chuckled. "That's not what I meant." I started kissing down his neck and sucked as my hands went roaming over his body. He moaned and giggled at the same time I nibbled on his skin. "What about apologizing first?" He suggested. I, in addition, squeezed his ass that made him let out a surprised shriek.

And then I stopped. "Apologizing? I'm surprised that this word exists in your vocabulary," I mocked.

"Are you calling me stupid?" He cocked his eyebrow. I nodded and chuckled as I caressed a strand of hair from his face. It was silent for a short second until a frown appeared on his face. "What?" He questioned referring to my smile. "Do I have something on my face? Seeing so much beauty that you got speechless or what?"

Even though he was joking, I still earnestly answered his question. "Actually yes. Eye-catching and overflowing charisma as ever. And on top of that, you've got the prettiest smile. I'm starting to get worried."

His cheeks left a pink blush behind after the words left my mouth and concurrently, he had a questioning look. "Why worried?"

"Because it's getting easier to get influenced by you. And how will your face be when I thrust myself in you. Just the mere thought drives me insane," I joked. Well just partially.

He broke out into a fit of a laugh until he eventually calmed down. "You're just talking shit," he giggled as he wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling me down and stopped right before our lips had touched. "But I have nothing against a little sample," he whispered and played with his lip piercing.

"Sample, huh? Maybe as some kind of compensation," I grinned and finally closed the distance between us.

I felt his lips almost immediately responding and moving against mine after what felt like ages. My tongue automatically slipped between his lips, tasting his usual sweet taste.

I felt his grip tightening around me once my hand slipped under his shirt and went up, brushing his nipples. His body became tense once the sensation hit him, especially after I used my tongue. "Zaron," he pressed his lips together. "Stop, stop that," he held back his moan and tugged on my hair, trying to pull me away. "I'm telling you..." He never finished his sentence when my lips were back on his.

"I should stop, you say?" I raised my eyebrows and licked over my wet lips. "I don't see the problem, though," I added. He pushed me away and rolled his eyes.

"The problem is right here, in my pants," he sat up and rested against the bed as he stroked his hair to the side. "You are really mean," he sighed. "If you don't plan to go any further with me then you shouldn't provoke it."

He wasn't wrong. It was mean of me. Yet, it was hard since he has a natural tempting side. Just his mere gaze could turn the atmosphere from one end to the other.

I smirked at the thought and crossed my arms. "Maybe I'm just playing with you."

He cocked his eyebrows and slowly crawled on all fours over to me as he observed every inch of my face. He let the tip of his fingers brush over my lips but kept our eye contact while tracing my lips down to my neck with his finger.

I really wondered what he had in mind but that was all forgotten when he all of the sudden pushed me down to a laying position, climbed on top of me and pressed his hand against my throat, adding just enough pressure that I could still breath.

I widened my eyes at his quick movements as his lips curved up to a mischievous grin. "You should rather be aware of yourself," he whispered close to my ear and roughly sucked on my earlobe. "Don't dare behave superior towards me," he commanded. "I know your week points," he winked and tapped on that particular spot on my neck with full purpose.

My heartbeat stopped for a second when he bit the spot known as the artery and chuckled.

That boy. I frowned in suspicion. Something wasn't right. Not that I didn't notice it before but now it's obvious that he's not someone to joke with.

But nevertheless, "As long as you are in my hands..." I turned our position, parting his legs and grind myself onto him to hear his sweet moaning voice once I pinned his arms over his head. "...I will have the word, I'll get to command and I'll get to decide, got it?"

At first, he didn't answer and stubbornly pressed his lips together. I smirked. He for sure had his pride. "I still haven't heard your answer," I pointed out and started teasing his waistband. He bit his lips as he was obviously affected. Especially once I opened the zip. "Else I won't continue."

"Aw, you're so rude." He let out a frustrated laugh and gave up. "Okay, fine do whatever you want."

I grinned as soon as I managed to get my way through him. "Horny moron," I muttered and grabbed his deceptively delicate looking waist, raised him up and changed our position by placing him on my lap as I was leaning against the wall.

"Well I can't help it, I'm still young," he shrugged before he leaned forward for a kiss. Our lips were barely touching when a smile formed his lips. "Now, I wanted you to continue." He blinked down to his still untouched and opened zip.

I licked my lips, still feeling unsure. But nevertheless, it was rude to just stop at the beginning when I gave him a solid promise. I mean, I didn't lie when I told him how I feel about it but there was also another problem that I'm aware of and could bring a load of drama if I had told him, too.

I may be still feeling like taking advantage of him but on the other side, I'm afraid that once I get a little further that I won't be able to stop. And I wouldn't entitle myself as the most gentle person when it comes to relationships in general.

I glanced up at him and reached up for his lips aiming for a deep kiss which he returned as he moved his lips with mine. That was when I pushed his pants a little lower, clearly revealing his hot pink underwear. That guy is really sick when it comes to clothing taste.

Perhaps deep within, I actually loved it. Though, it would only push his already too big ego over the edge if I said that out loud.

I slowly pulled his pants a bit down, getting better access before I started massaging him over his pants. "You are really mean sometimes," he huffed. "Quit teasing me!" I smirked at that and connected our lips again while I played with the waistband of his boxers just to annoy him a bit more. He then roughly bit my lips, making me pull away in pain.

"Ow, that hurt." I licked over my bottom lip where it left a metallic taste on my tongue. I frowned and touched the burning area of my lip, just to see a trace of blood on the tip of my finger. "You're crazy," I shook my head.

"Shall I show you what crazy is?" He raised his eyebrows and grabbed my finger sucking the warm thick liquid off before aiming for my lips where he licked the wound until he pulled away. "Blood tastes disgusting," he said and licked over his lip. Oh boy...

His bulge was still obvious which I noticed as I looked down. Maybe I should stop keeping him waiting and release him. With a last glance at him, I dipped in his pants and wrapped my hand around his member. He let out shallow breath as he gripped my shirt.

His eyes fell close once I slowly started moving my hand up and down before he added pressure to his grip once he released a moan from his pleasure. "Zaron," he said in an irritated tone. "Do it faster!" He definitively was an impatient person, I thought. Therefore, I did what he wanted from me and sped up my movements.

It was obvious how he was suppressing himself to avoid his lips from making any noises which were useless as soon as I started playing with his nipple and kissing his neck. I sucked his thin skin on his collar bone, gaining a little giggle from him. "This tickles. Maybe you should-" He cut himself off with a loud moan and pressed his face against my shoulder, tightening his grip around me.

"Let go, I want to see your face when you come," I whispered.

He didn't even complain, leaned back and gripped the sheets with his hands as he released another moan. His breathing fastened almost parallel to my movements when he pressed his lips together. "Close," he gasped when his moans got louder.

His face was full with pleasure, his cheeks flushed red and his eyes were squeezed close. I purposely got faster to send him over the edge of ecstasy only a few seconds later where he gripped the sheets so hard that his knuckles turned almost white. He surprisingly came without any noises though instead, his face showed more than his voice ever could.

A thick white substance came shooting all over his shirt and my hands as I kept rubbing until it stopped overflowing which took a very long time. It nearly reached his face when he twitched and panted, letting out a deep breath that felt like he'd been carrying a heavyweight. "That was quick," I smiled when he started to come down. "And you came a lot, like," I looked down, seeing everything messed up. "Like a whole lot," I stated.

"Yeah, I," he twitched again. "I told you, it had been accumulating," he sighed when his gaze fell down to his shirt before he decided to pull it off. I took it and cleaned his cum from my hand before throwing it on the floor.

"You looked really cute," I smirked and gave him a quick kiss. "Really really cute and erotic. I could totally take you here and now."

We were so close that our noses were touching before another kiss followed. "Then why not do it? I have nothing against it," he agreed. I knew he wouldn't but I still didn't want to, so I shook my head. "Oh still not?" He pouted.

"Okay let's make a deal," I sat up and crossed my arms. "The moment you are ready to tell me everything about you, that is when I'll be ready to go further than this. Okay?" I raised my eyebrows.

He bit his lips, still unsure about it. "It is fair but-" He never finished his sentence and just cut it off. I mean, he couldn't really believe that we could last long without me knowing anything about him. "Yeah, okay fine," he nodded, causing me to smile. "But at least..." He got off of me and kneed in front of me, opening my zip. "...let me suck you off."

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