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Drowsy, Reo blinked as best he could. His head hurt more than expected. ¿What the hell had happened? He was supposed to have been with Seishiro the night before, but when he could finally open his eyes all he saw was darkness. ¿Where was he? He tried to stir his anxious body, but he couldn't even move his arms.
It was the twelfth of August. And the strangest birthday of his life....
He couldn't remember how it had ended like this.
He was naked, knees bent over the bed, wearing only a piece of lingerie that barely managed to cover his flaccid penis. His hands were tied behind his back by a thick rope that held him down and rendered him unable to move.... He gasped softly, his bangs were messy around his face. He was the most vulnerable person at that moment. Especially considering he felt less aware of everything going on around him, he only felt warm, like he was drugged or something.
A vibration sent shock waves through his body as he heard the sound of the bedroom door being opened, his mind felt relieved at the thought that it was most likely his boyfriend.
"Finally you show up, ¿What the hell are you planning?" Reo waited for an answer that never came, something that began to worry him. He felt the weight of a body on the bed. All he was doing was acting like an idiot. He shuddered. "¿Why are you so quiet?"
And from one moment to the next he understood everything. That wasn't his boyfriend. The man standing there was not Nagi Seishiro. And all he could think was that he was half-naked with a stranger. His body tensed.
"¿What the...?"
His mouth was harshly silenced by a tongue that darted inside his mouth without warning, like a predator devouring its prey. Reo tried to close his lips, refusing that kiss, but the guy grabbed his face hard, forcing him to take his tongue in his mouth. It was raw. Reo stirred, helpless of the fact that he was under a man who was not Nagi, being dominated. Still, the guy ignored his feelings, and took, took, and took, not letting a single drop of the saliva dripping from Mikage's mouth go to waste.
He watched him, excited, the way the strands of his purple hair were sticking together because of how much he was sweating; the way he was panting, stirring and trying to avoid that at all costs even though deep down he knew that no one would save them. Everything... Everything was appetizing. Reo was the most appetizing child he had ever seen. He could demand a great deal of money for the ransom of the younger Mikage, but that wouldn't be half as satisfying as taking the anal virginity of the most popular boy in the entire high school.
¿Why would he stop, just because the boy asked him to? Reo's body was a pure invitation, as were his plump, reddened lips that simply begged to be violated.
