She cast her gaze into the void and whispered. Just the sight of Kamian’s face made her heart flutter. It was an indescribable, dreadful feeling that weighed heavily on her. Oh, how she longed to escape. Concealing her emotions was becoming an unbearable task, draining her very life force. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so difficult if she could just remove Kamian from her presence. Even if it meant shedding tears of longing, at least then she could honestly express her emotions…
Her chin was grasped, and her head turned. Finally, their warm foreheads touched. The hand that had clenched her chin now enclosed her cheeks, while anxious eyes captured her gaze. The crimson irises were filled with terror, as if they had swallowed up fear itself. Angry sparks flickered within them.
“Why on earth are you like this?”
“….”
Kamian asked, as if genuinely perplexed. It almost sounded like an earnest plea for her to stop.
“Um? Say something.”
The hand gently caressing her cheek trembled ever so slightly. She had to exert continuous effort to calm her startled insides. Kamian was not one to be emotionally swayed when it came to the topic of her affection. She cunningly kept him within her grasp, allowing him to freely frolic within the boundaries she had set, but as soon as he took a single step beyond them, he would readily bare his fangs.
She was not fully submitting at this moment. Underneath her fear of being abandoned, she shamelessly revealed the impure sentiment of “dare” within her. However, the hand touching her cheek felt incredibly pitiful. Was it all just a figment of her imagination?
“Liv.”
Kamian forcefully called out my name. As I blinked my eyes once, I saw his face gradually turning fiercer. I had to calm my bewildered heart. The more emotionally charged Kamian became, the more composed I had to appear.
“Do not overstep your boundaries.”
My dry words caused Kamian’s lips to contort.
“If you were just a friend who walked home with me, occasionally sharing a bed as partners, I wouldn’t have felt burdened by you to this extent.”
“….”
“Who do you think you are, interfering with my date and showing up here in the middle of the night as if I had collapsed? Don’t you think it’s excessive? Please consider your position. Don’t act as if we were in a romantic relationship.”
Kamian stared blankly at my lips, which were spitting out cutting remarks. His face showed no signs of fluctuation. On the contrary, his rampant excitement subsided, and the trembling of the hand gripping my cheek ceased at some point.
Kamian muttered softly.
“All I needed to do was to get my jollies off.”
I couldn’t see his gaze.
“That’s right.”
“Give your heart to that bastard, and I’ll just visit you occasionally, shake you up from within, and fight. That’s all I need to do.”
“Uh.”
A hushed, stifled sound of anger reached my ears, as if he was swallowing his fury whole. The emotions he had built up were crumbling into ruins. I took a long breath, and then I opened my mouth, determined to shatter him completely.
“Today, I desire to do so.”
Silence hung heavy in the air.
“Can you stand up?”
Kamian’s face dropped onto my shoulder.
* * *
As we made our way home, we both kept silent. A cacophony of thoughts clamoured relentlessly, urging me to implore for a respite, begging for a moment of tranquillity.
To my surprise, Kamian, whom I expected to head straight to his room, took a seat at the dining table. His actions seemed mechanical, as if performing a task that required no thought or emotion.
He prepared only my portion of the meal and ascended to the second floor, leaving behind fading footsteps. I raised my fork in quietude, the realization of something pressing and dense weighed upon me. I dared not contemplate its nature as I swallowed it down my throat alongside the ripe tomato.
With a thud, the door closed, and our lips pressed together fearfully. His body, still cool from a recent shower, felt slightly chilled against mine. With each rough collision of teeth, his lips forcefully grazing my sensitive membrane, my body gradually ignited.
Kamian cornered me against the wall, his solid frame pressing against mine, and I instinctively tilted my head backward, feeling the weight of his body against my own. As he forcefully nibbled and sucked on my lips, my entire oral cavity grew numb. Aching pain coursed through my throat, the kiss demanding and inconsiderate, hindering my ability to breathe properly.
A large hand intruded beneath my clothes, caressing my flat stomach before gripping my chest tightly.
“It hurts,” I managed to whimper.
He tugged on my earlobe, lifting my body lightly with one hand. The sudden absence of ground beneath my feet startled me. I floundered briefly, then instinctively wrapped my arms and legs tightly around his body.
“Come forward a little more,” he said.
“Why?” I asked.
His damp, smooth flesh grazed against my ear. With his hot and humid breath, a low voice reverberated in my eardrums, causing my thigh to quiver. My body melted, unable to withstand the searing heat. To prevent myself from falling, I clung desperately to his body, but my strength kept wavering.
“Lean against the wall. Rest your back,” he chuckled as if he had heard something amusing. It sounded like twisted laughter.
“Am I that inept?” I questioned.
“Then hold me with both arms. It seems like I’m really, ah, losing strength,” I pleaded.
The hand that had been trapped between my chest and Kamian’s body tightened its grip. Purposefully pressing against my nipple, the fingers enveloped it tightly, causing my body to spring up with pleasure. As the pleasure accumulated, my head grew heavier. Like a child unable to control itself, my body slackened. Desperately, I tried to push the man’s shoulder away, lowering my upper body slightly.
“Stop touching me,” I murmured.
I gasped for breath, struggling to open my mouth. Kamian pressed his finger roughly against the sensitive flesh that had risen, examining it with a probing touch before tracing it teasingly. My hands trembled fiercely atop Kamian’s shoulders, turning redder with each passing moment.
She cast her gaze into the void and whispered. Just the sight of Kamian’s face made her heart flutter. It was an indescribable, dreadful feeling that weighed heavily on her. Oh, how she longed to escape. Concealing her emotions was becoming an unbearable task, draining her very life force. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so difficult if she could just remove Kamian from her presence. Even if it meant shedding tears of longing, at least then she could honestly express her emotions…
Her chin was grasped, and her head turned. Finally, their warm foreheads touched. The hand that had clenched her chin now enclosed her cheeks, while anxious eyes captured her gaze. The crimson irises were filled with terror, as if they had swallowed up fear itself. Angry sparks flickered within them.
“Why on earth are you like this?”
“….”
Kamian asked, as if genuinely perplexed. It almost sounded like an earnest plea for her to stop.
“Um? Say something.”
The hand gently caressing her cheek trembled ever so slightly. She had to exert continuous effort to calm her startled insides. Kamian was not one to be emotionally swayed when it came to the topic of her affection. She cunningly kept him within her grasp, allowing him to freely frolic within the boundaries she had set, but as soon as he took a single step beyond them, he would readily bare his fangs.
She was not fully submitting at this moment. Underneath her fear of being abandoned, she shamelessly revealed the impure sentiment of “dare” within her. However, the hand touching her cheek felt incredibly pitiful. Was it all just a figment of her imagination?
“Liv.”
Kamian forcefully called out my name. As I blinked my eyes once, I saw his face gradually turning fiercer. I had to calm my bewildered heart. The more emotionally charged Kamian became, the more composed I had to appear.
“Do not overstep your boundaries.”
My dry words caused Kamian’s lips to contort.
“If you were just a friend who walked home with me, occasionally sharing a bed as partners, I wouldn’t have felt burdened by you to this extent.”
“….”
“Who do you think you are, interfering with my date and showing up here in the middle of the night as if I had collapsed? Don’t you think it’s excessive? Please consider your position. Don’t act as if we were in a romantic relationship.”
Kamian stared blankly at my lips, which were spitting out cutting remarks. His face showed no signs of fluctuation. On the contrary, his rampant excitement subsided, and the trembling of the hand gripping my cheek ceased at some point.
Kamian muttered softly.
“All I needed to do was to get my jollies off.”
I couldn’t see his gaze.
“That’s right.”
“Give your heart to that bastard, and I’ll just visit you occasionally, shake you up from within, and fight. That’s all I need to do.”
“Uh.”
A hushed, stifled sound of anger reached my ears, as if he was swallowing his fury whole. The emotions he had built up were crumbling into ruins. I took a long breath, and then I opened my mouth, determined to shatter him completely.
“Today, I desire to do so.”
Silence hung heavy in the air.
“Can you stand up?”
Kamian’s face dropped onto my shoulder.
* * *
As we made our way home, we both kept silent. A cacophony of thoughts clamoured relentlessly, urging me to implore for a respite, begging for a moment of tranquillity.
To my surprise, Kamian, whom I expected to head straight to his room, took a seat at the dining table. His actions seemed mechanical, as if performing a task that required no thought or emotion.
He prepared only my portion of the meal and ascended to the second floor, leaving behind fading footsteps. I raised my fork in quietude, the realization of something pressing and dense weighed upon me. I dared not contemplate its nature as I swallowed it down my throat alongside the ripe tomato.
With a thud, the door closed, and our lips pressed together fearfully. His body, still cool from a recent shower, felt slightly chilled against mine. With each rough collision of teeth, his lips forcefully grazing my sensitive membrane, my body gradually ignited.
Kamian cornered me against the wall, his solid frame pressing against mine, and I instinctively tilted my head backward, feeling the weight of his body against my own. As he forcefully nibbled and sucked on my lips, my entire oral cavity grew numb. Aching pain coursed through my throat, the kiss demanding and inconsiderate, hindering my ability to breathe properly.
A large hand intruded beneath my clothes, caressing my flat stomach before gripping my chest tightly.
“It hurts,” I managed to whimper.
He tugged on my earlobe, lifting my body lightly with one hand. The sudden absence of ground beneath my feet startled me. I floundered briefly, then instinctively wrapped my arms and legs tightly around his body.
“Come forward a little more,” he said.
“Why?” I asked.
His damp, smooth flesh grazed against my ear. With his hot and humid breath, a low voice reverberated in my eardrums, causing my thigh to quiver. My body melted, unable to withstand the searing heat. To prevent myself from falling, I clung desperately to his body, but my strength kept wavering.
“Lean against the wall. Rest your back,” he chuckled as if he had heard something amusing. It sounded like twisted laughter.
“Am I that inept?” I questioned.
“Then hold me with both arms. It seems like I’m really, ah, losing strength,” I pleaded.
The hand that had been trapped between my chest and Kamian’s body tightened its grip. Purposefully pressing against my nipple, the fingers enveloped it tightly, causing my body to spring up with pleasure. As the pleasure accumulated, my head grew heavier. Like a child unable to control itself, my body slackened. Desperately, I tried to push the man’s shoulder away, lowering my upper body slightly.
“Stop touching me,” I murmured.
I gasped for breath, struggling to open my mouth. Kamian pressed his finger roughly against the sensitive flesh that had risen, examining it with a probing touch before tracing it teasingly. My hands trembled fiercely atop Kamian’s shoulders, turning redder with each passing moment.
