*Chapter 36*

I woke up around afternoon when my belly released a hungry grumble as I noticed a particular someone missing next to me. "Where is he again?" I yawned and got up, almost falling down at the major soreness from yesterday. Luckily, I managed to catch myself just in time.

I then felt something unusual from my finger as soon as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. "Right, how could I forget," I smiled. Jin, Ramon- they need to know, I grinned at the thought and quickly put some sweatpants on. Else I would get another mouthful from Jin for showing up naked again. I rolled my eyes at the thought.

Once I left the room, heading to search mainly for Zaron, I heard voices coming from downstairs. So, I didn't hesitate to approach them that leaded me to the kitchen.

My eyes glanced through the room, seeing Jin leaning against the counter drinking coffee, while Zaron and Ramon were sitting at the table. Myles also seemed to find interest in their conversation as he was leaning against the walls with crossed arms.

They all just noticed me when I got in greeting everyone in a good mood. "Good morning!"

"Oh, speak of the devil," Ramon said.

"What were you talking about," I frowned, but no one gave me an answer. And instead of questioning it any further, I just shrugged it of and grinned changing the subject. "Look at what I got!" I shrieked and held my hand up pointing at the ring.

That's how it got silence in the same moment I heard a shattering sound of Jin letting his cup fall as Ramon started coughing like he was half dying and Myles glancing at me wide eyed. It was only Zaron who had been shaking his head with a half smile.

"Q-Quentin... w-what is the meaning of this?" Jin coughed.

"Oh dang," Ramon added in surprise, when the atmosphere got interrupted as soon as Ace voice approached us.

"What is it? What was that shattering? Quentin, what did you destroy?!" Huh?! Why is it always me? I didn't do nothing. I pouted when Ace looked around the kitchen, noticing the broken pieces of porcelain in front of Jin together with everyone shocked expression. "Quentin? What is going on?" He suspiciously asked.

I grinned at him. "I'm officially engaged," I showed him the ring that was reflecting the bright noon sun and wiggled my fingers.

"What?!" He gasped. Zaron just watched everyone's reaction with amusement.

"Congratulations?" Ramon frowned, making the situation even more awkward then it already was. I just smiled at him when Zaron decided to raise his hand in order for me to grab it, which I did, not a few seconds before he pulled me to him that I landed on his lap with his firm arms around my bare stomach.

"C-careful," I said at his rushed movements. "I'm still sore," I whispered.

"What the hell," Jin finally snapped out of it and rushed with cleaning the mess he made. "You guys are just insane," he shook his head.

"Agree," Myles raised his voice. "Can't believe baby bro is the first to get a fiance." Was that jealousy in his voice? I smirked. Myles? Jealous of me? Nahh.

I felt Zaron's chin resting on my shoulder and his hand lowering to the waistband of my sweatpants. "What are you planning?" I looked down in curiosity. I used my hand to stop him but just when I did, his hand grabbed it, admiring the ring on my hand.

"I can't believe you find it ugly," he mumbled. Was he sulking?

"Appearance does not present the value of it, especially for me." I chuckled at him and scattered his hair. "Could have given me a plastic ring and I'd still love it."

"Ugh, your lovey-dovey-ness is making me gag," Myles shuddered and left the room. "Jin, you come with me!" He insisted while Jin sighed and followed after him.

"He has a point." Ace nodded and also made his way to leave.

"So," Ramon crossed his arms. "You guys already reached that stage, huh?" He stated. "Not that I want to interfere or anything... even though I still will- I'm going to keep my eyes on you both. Especially on you," he pointed at Zaron. "I still don't approve your relationship but I gotta accept it one way or another. Don't forget my threat, I'm going slice your throat if your hurt him." And with that, Ramon got up and left us back.

"Why would I purposely want to hurt you?" Zaron rolled his eyes.

"Oh I don't know, I remember you hitting my head not once but twice and yeah- didn't you spanked me not too long ago?" I confronted him with a ton of sarcasm in my voice.

He sighed at that and severally bit my shoulder up to my neck. "You freaking tried to seduce my brother, and the fuck, you kissed Pixie! I mean damn- out of all people, it had to be Pixie."

"I'm telling you, it wasn't that kind of kiss," I justified.

"Oh what kind of kiss was it then?" His tone clearly showed that he was getting pissed the longer the conversation went.

"It was..." I couldn't explain nor did I want to. "Just not that kind of kiss," I huffed.

"Oh let's see how you'll react, when I go around kissing other people. I mean it's not that kinda kiss, right?"

I bit my lips, trying to suppress the upcoming agitation. "Fine, do whatever you want, you asshole!" I stood up, failing in suppressing my emotions and head to my room where I threw myself on the bed. "That idiot," I groaned, pressing my face on my pillow.

...

It smelled like Zaron, I noticed after inhaling his scent.

This was not helping. And just like it was planned, my stomach started to growl for food. "Give me a break, will ya?" I sighed. I hate fighting with Zaron. It's so annoying! Why must he be so stubborn?! He knows I'm stubborn, so he is not to be stubborn when I'm stubborn! Duh!

At the end, I almost passed out in fatigue from being so unnecessary upset. Though the door knock stopped me from it. "Quentin?" It was Zaron.

I groaned. "If I threw a stick, will you leave?"

That's when the door opened. "Do I look like a dog?" He had a trace with fresh made food on it as he approached my bed.

"Want my honest opinion?" I cocked an eyebrow when he sat down.

"I brought food for you," he offered, avoiding my question. But I crossed my arms and looked away, trying to ignore him. Unfortunately, my stomach happened to feel the present of the food and growled. So, I yanked the plate from him and started eating in an instant, making him chuckle.

"Don't get full of yourself, I'm still mad." I pointed out.

"What, you think I'm gonna apologize? I'm also angry at you," he avoided my glance.

"I'm sorry I hurt your feelings when I called you asshole, I assumed you already knew." My voice came out monotone as I was munching on the beacon.

"You know, you have no idea how cute you look. So damn adorable... and then you have to open that mouth of yours," he rolled his eyes.

"If you don't like it then go grab a map, use your car and drive to hell. Have a nice trip." Even though I was about to drink after finish gulping down the food, Zaron's hand on my cheek forced me to face him, when he pulled me to an overwhelming kiss.

"You drive me fucking crazy!" He hissed against my lips when he kissed me again pushing me down to my back.

"Ah Zaron!" He bit my bottom lip, tugging on it after letting his hand slip to my hip where my pants were sitting loosely. "What are you trying to do?" My hand clenched on his hair when his hand slid in my pants while his leg was grinding against my crotch.

A moan slipped from my lips once his hand cupped and squeezed my ass. Is he trying to make me hard? Don't tell me he wants sex. And he was the one telling me to slow down 'cause he was soo old. Damn hypocrite! His lips wandered over my cheek to my earlobe where he roughly nibbled on.

"You are mine, you here me?" His teeth sunk in my soft skin, causing me to whimper. "Your face, your ass, you fingers, your god damn lips, they all belong to me. There is no one who should touch your body, kiss you, no one who is allowed to please you, the way I do, nor are you to show affection to anyone else but me. Do you understand?" I was shaking from him overpowering me. "I said, do you understand?"

"Y-yes!" I nearly scratched his arm bloody. "I do understand! But please stop teasing me already, make me cum!" He grinned as soon as he pulled off my pants revealing my rock hard boner. He let his tongue glide over my nipple, kissing around my bellybutton, down to my my shaft. "You are so mean," I panted when he placed kisses everywhere but there!

And in one go, my dick was wrapped around his warm tightened lips. I let out a deep surprising moan that was filled with the pleasure I felt when he started moving his head.

My hand immediately went to his hair, needing something to hold onto while he sucked me. "Oh fuck," I cursed. This one's gonna be quick. I could already tell the moment he touched me.

Despite his touches being so simple, I couldn't help feeling tingly and sensitive everywhere. Why was I feeling so hot again? He pulled away with a resounding plop, contiuning to pleasure me with his hand after climbing back up to face me.

I know he was just watching me, since he showed no attempt on kissing me. Instead his gaze was almost piercing through my eyes. Though, I was not able to hold against his staring. In other words, I gave up trying and just wrapped my arms around his neck.

His hands tightened as soon as I got closer to my climax which is why I pressed my lips together to avoid moaning in his face. However, he didn't seem too fond of it and obviously showed it by stopping moving his hands.

"Zaron," I groaned in frustration.

"Let me hear your voice!" He gritted his teeth and continued stroking me even faster as before.

His gaze was burning through every inch of my face when I kept moaning his name.

"I'm- I'm coming," I strengthened my grip on him, when suddenly a wave of ecstasy devoured my whole body.

I threw my head back whilst releasing moans almost parralell to the spurting cum in his hands. He kept going until the last drop fell, until my breathings calmed down a bit as well as my eyes fell close.

"It's just me who can turn you to a hot mess like this," Zaron whispered, stroking my hair back and placing a soft kiss on my forehead.

He got up, to wipe his hand and myself clean, giving me some time to fully calm down, when I grabbed his shirt and forced him to face me. "Still, it was really not that kind of kiss. You know me, I'm always telling the truth."

"Then tell me the reason why you kissed him!" He inisisted, making me realize that there was no way around it.

"I- I was just thankful, okay? That night, Pixie said something I was just really greatful for, that I was really happy about. Just saying thank you didn't feel like it was enough."

His eyes softened, when I finished explaining. "I guess, that is how your mind works," he stated and flicked my forehead.

"Ouch," I rubbed the spot where it started to sting.

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