Chapter 11: Desire

"Fallan..." his lips lusciously called out the man's name, slowly rousing him and also the one making him search for something he couldn't pinpoint. However, his body screamed for it.

Davy's action seemed to set off something else, as the beast within the cage finally let out his final howl as he decided to savor... devour the prey in front of him

The beast did just that, reaching out his mouth and sucking in the entire being of his willing victim. Davy let out a muffled gasp as his mouth was finally claimed. So unlike their kiss the night before. With the same intensity, but with more hunger and craving that Fallan seemed to suppress for who knows how long.

Fallan's tongue nibbled and explored inside his mouth as if a beast had claimed its territory. Davy was drowning in emotion and desire. So he let Fallan save him and give him the salvation he needed.

Their tongues intertwined as Fallan embraced him tightly. His entire body leaned and gave way. Soon after, Fallan deftly unclasped his dress, rolled Davy's sleeves through his arms, and landed on the soft bed, fully exposing his white skin to the air.

Davy shivered at the sudden coldness and let out a few audible moans, which were quickly covered by Fallan's fiery lips. The overwhelming sensation tortured him as Davy tightened his grip on Fallan's neck as if the man was the only one who could save him.

The scorching touches seemed to intensify without any clothing between them, and Davy groaned as Fallan massaged his neck before moving on to gently caress his exposed back and waist.

His insides were tingling as arousal was pushed to its limit; even his lower body responded with the same ferocity. This wasn't enough. Davy drew back and yelled Fallan's name, requesting something he didn't know.

Even without a clear command, Fallan began to trace his jaw through his neck, the aroused sucking of skin resounded, giving Davy a new round of ecstasy as his eyes closed too fiercely, and low moans came out from his parted lips. He stretched his neck and allowed the stimulating sensation to continue, giving his all to the man who had driven him insane. His rationality had completely vanished.

The kisses on his neck traveled to his collarbone as Fallan nibbled them as if Davy were a delectable meal he yearned for. A hand traced his ribs and landed on his chest as Fallan pinched his left nipple. Fallan bit on Davy's collarbone, which caused Davy's eyes to widen and a sob to escape his lips.

"Fa-Fallan..." he sobbed, wanting to say something, but his mind had left him, and Fallan didn't seem to hear him. Davy was now aware of a wet and hot tongue on his right nipple, which sucked on it as if it were a pair of delicious pink cherries.

Davy's back arched as a choke resounded; this arousal drove him insane. This action only made the pink nipple fully available to that hungry tongue. As he pinched the other pair, Fallan's tongue played with it and sucked on it.

The room was filled with ambiguous sucking and moaning, and Davy was now completely at Fallan's mercy. His gasps and moans grew louder as a sinful hand reached out and gently caressed his legs.

Davy's back soon landed on the soft mattress as he powerlessly lay down. His breath caught, and pleasure welled up inside him. As Davy opened his eyes, the intrusion came to an end. Fallan's burning eyes met his intoxicated gaze.

Their faces were close to each other, Davy was under Fallan, the slow touches in his waist resumed, and his chest heaved.

Arousal flashed through those blue eyes, their hot breath intertwined, "Damn, you're driving me insane," Fallan's deep voice rang through Davy's hot ears.

If Davy was in his right mind, he'd curse out loud and complain about who the fuck drove them both insane. Unfortunately, he was unable to do so at the moment.

"Ah..." his moans hitched, Fallan's arousal pointed and hard in his stomach as if provoking him. Fallan bowed, and their lips and mouths met once more, tongues entwined. Only a few moments later, Fallan drew out, and Davy's legs were gently spread open under his menacing gaze. His gasp grew louder as Fallan's lips explored and kissed his crystal-like skin.

Davy put his hands in his mouth and bit them to dull the intoxicating sensation that was driving him insane with each passing second.

"Wait... Aaah... Fa-Fallan... Don't--ngh..." He couldn't finish as pleasure overtook him, his eyes rolled back, and his feet subconsciously stretched from the stimulation. Davy was able to do nothing but moan.

Davy was completely lost in his sanity as Fallan swallowed the object of his desire. He cried out and begged for mercy. The sucking sounds and his sobbing moans filled the entire room.

"Ahhm…" Davy let out a powerless moan as his arousal reached a peak and the desire within him finally exploded.

Davy's limb weakened, his chest heaved, and he took short breaths through parted lips. His black-golden eyes glowed with a kind of sensual satisfaction.

His dilated pupils stared absentmindedly at the ceiling, as if he was still on cloud nine, savoring the ecstasy he had just experienced. Davy was awakened from his trance by a hot breath on his cheeks and small reassuring kisses.

He cast a slow glance to his side and saw the man with the flashing, darkened blue pupils staring at him, the one who had just made him experience heaven. Davy, even with a sliver of consciousness, could feel Fallan's blazing gaze bore right through his soul.

Davy's heartbeat quickened as desire began to resurface within him, despite the fact that he had only received intense stimulation. The man's calm and yet raging arousal was visible in those blue pupils that affected him, igniting the flame within Davy.

Under Davy's enticing gaze, Fallan closed their distance, his eyes never averting from their entangled stares. This sent a shiver up Davy's spine, and he let out another gasp before biting his lower lip. This didn't help, as Fallan's touch traced his cheeks once more.

Their chests collided, and Davy blinked. Their hearts linked as they beat in a rhythm that gave Davy the illusion that even their souls were linked at that moment. A new sensation surged through him, causing him to moan Fallan's name and sob for who knew what. He gasped as his hand automatically embraced the man's neck, and their bodies became even more entangled as their breaths combined.

"Hm, just breathe... dear, yes, like that," Fallan said in hushed tones. In his state, Davy almost couldn't understand the voice, but he obeyed anyway.

He exhaled and inhaled as instructed, blinking his dreamy eyes as he did so. The moisture began to appear in the corners of his eyes, and before it reached his cheeks, a finger quickly dried them off.

Davy licked his lips subconsciously as Fallan bowed his head and claimed those luscious lips of his. His mind, which had just begun to recover, became a jumbled mess once more. As their tongues gradually intertwined while tasting each other, the tempting tongue teased his tongue.

The breathless kiss came to an end, and the only sounds heard were their gasps and panting. Fallan whispered something in Davy's ear, and despite not understanding everything, he nodded.

Davy was in the bathroom before he knew it. He was then stripped naked and placed in the bathtub. Davy leaned against the tub's edge, his eyes closed, as warm water flowed over his body. His sanity gradually returned; the water also assisted in bringing him back to reality, and rationality took over.

Fuck. Memories of what happened not long ago accompanied his regaining sanity. His mind screams as he holds his head, simply having a breakdown over what happened. The problem was that Davy couldn't even complain because... He actually enjoyed what happened. He wasn't the type to deny anything after his desire faded; well, Davy would admit that he was sometimes in denial, but only on certain occasions. He wasn't such a complete hypocrite.

After all, he did enjoy what happened. His entire face reddened and he groaned as he remembered what had happened and the spicy scenes he had only ever seen in movies. Davy then bit his lower lip as his mind replayed how he reacted and completely surrendered to Fallan. He couldn't argue any longer because he seemed to be doing a good job being the bottom. Damn, Fallan was such a drug that he couldn't help but take it even though it was clearly forbidden.

Was he really supposed to conquer them when he was the one being conquered? This game could have been designed to deceive its players. To think Fallan was only one of the Three Supremes of Chaos? At this realization, Davy had the urge to cry and pray for his survival.

They hadn't even gone all the way, but Fallan was already making his knees weak; what more could the other two do?

Davy desperately tried to submerge his head in the water when he was stopped by a hand. His eyes widened as he looked to see whose hand it was. It turned out, Davy had already become dumb, and he even forgot Fallan as his gaze met his. The man crouched at the side of the tub, Fallan's hand on his forehead stopping his head.

It was also clear that Fallan had always been present, as he never left the bathroom. Davy remembered being dramatic as he recalled their moment and the fact that everything he did was visible to Fallan's eyes.

Davy gaped, and he wanted to drown himself in his embarrassment even more. What the hell, Fallan was watching him the whole time? Why was Fallan present during his most humiliating moments?

Fallan's eyes widened with delight as he gently caressed Davy's head, the hem of his clothes dampened as they touched the surface of the tub. "Wash up first, then we'll eat lunch," he said softly, fondling his hair.

Davy had to look at Fallan's face for a little longer to make sure it was still Fallan. Damn, he was astounded by Fallan's duality. Who would have guessed that lurking behind his calm and indifferent expression was a terrifying beast that nearly killed him in pleasure? How the fuck?

He didn't bathe for long, though Davy was initially uncomfortable cleaning himself in front of Fallan. He quickly grew accustomed to it and didn't mind the few touches the man gave him as he assisted him in washing his body. His ears did redden a few times when he caught a glimpse of himself, and his white skin was covered in red spots that reminded him of what had happened.

It took some coaxing from Fallan before everything was pushed to the back of his mind. Their lunch was also eaten in silence, but something had changed in the atmosphere. Davy could sense that the air around them was becoming more comfortable and that the few intimate touches were becoming more common. Seriously, Davy accepted his situation and decided to enjoy the game in his own unique way.

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Davy slowly opened his eyes, his mind still in dreamland. While his left hand stretched and wandered subconsciously as if looking for something. His lips pursed as the hand came to a halt. His half-lidded eyes narrowed as he looked to the side. No one was sleeping beside him anymore; Fallan had left.

Something caught his attention in his half-awake, half-sleep state. He couldn't help but do a double-take to make sure he saw it correctly. Someone was sitting beside his bed, and this person appeared to be watching him sleep.

Davy's eyes widened as if someone had poured cold water on his head, and his mind was now fully awake. The man saw his reaction and grinned widely. A delighted expression was clearly written in that handsome yet somewhat arrogant appearance.

Davy froze in his place, wondering who this attractive redhead was.