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Chapter 3: Lust?

"Beau... Please, can you stay with me a while?" Asher could swear that he saw a glint of happiness flash across Beau's eyes.

"If you want me to stay, I will."

"I want you to." He stepped to the side as Beau opened the door with a large key.

"Make sure you are always with your key. And make sure your door is always locked. We have had cases of people sneaking from the dorms to steal stuff here."

"From the dorms?" Asher asked, frowning. "How do you know the thieves are from the dorms? There are also students in the condos."

Beau led him to the sitting room. He couldn't tell if Asher was simply naive or pretending to be. "Most of the kids in the condos are from very rich families since the prices per semester are insanely expensive. You don't expect kids like that to steal from each other."

Asher scoffed. "I don't see it that way." He was going to give his reasons when Beau led him to the sitting room. The words dried on his lips. The setting was so warm and cosy. He went into the room on the left, came out some moments later, and went to the mini-study centre overlooking the gate.

"You like it?"

Asher nodded. "I love it," he said. "It's so cosy and comfortable." He turned to Beau. "I love the view from here."

"Yeah, it's so beautiful. You also get to order meals instead of going to the cafeteria."

"I would rather walk there than order meals. I am I don't go out often and I need to work on that."

Beau's eyes went to the paleness of his skin again. He imagined how pale Asher would be beneath the blue jeans and t-shirt. "You seem rather different. I mean, not in a bad way."

"If that's a compliment, thank you."

Beau chuckled and settled on a couch in the living room. "Do you want me to help you unpack?"

"Ooh, no. I wouldn't want to bother you—"

"It's no bother," Beau interrupted him. "I offered."

Asher made the first mistake.

He turned to Beau, locking their gazes tightly. Beau's dark irises almost gleamed. All the words Asher wanted to say disappeared in a gust of wind.

At this point, he made the second mistake.

He took one step towards the couch Beau was seated on.

What started as a step became two, three, four, and five until he stood directly in front of the university's student ambassador.

Since Asher was in a standing position, Beau had to look up to see him. Asher was so close that Beau could faintly perceive the scent of mint in his body spray. He gently pulled Asher closer from the waist.

Asher knew he should stop, probably push Beau away and send him out, but the attraction he felt wasn't pretended. He hardly knew anything about Beau, and he wanted to change that, bring him close, confide in him, rest his fears in him. Asher wanted a lot of things—things he doubted he could get.

Just a kiss...

Asher wanted just a kiss, something to calm his ravening thirst for Beau's succulent lips he had had his eyes on since they met in the chancellor's office. He craved to find out if the lips felt as succulent as they looked. Beau's fingers which were splayed on his ass gently pulled him closer.

Asher's heartbeat increased.

His crotch was just inches from Beau's mouth.

It gave the expected reaction: his dick sprang to life.

Muscles, firm, pulled Asher closer. Beau did not let him go.

If only Asher could see the reactions going on beneath Beau's boxer briefs.

"Ash?"

The name flowed out in a whisper, a tone Asher found deliciously different from Beau's normal voice. The combination of husk and arousal in Beau's voice made Asher tremble.

"Ash?" Beau repeated, looking up into his eyes, searching for a hint that Asher was feeling the same way he did. This time, Asher answered with a hum. Beau tightened his hold on Asher's waist as the next sentence—no, question—rolled out of his lips, "Ash, can I kiss you?"

Was that even a question? Asher tried to steady his heartbeat which had almost tripled. Could he say no to such a question?

Definitely not!

A lot of ideas ran through his mind as he thought of a million things that could go wrong with a kiss—especially a kiss with a guy. In the end, he realized that his thirst for the hunky male had managed to overcome his fear of something going wrong.

It was either he kissed Beau or live with the regret throughout the night.

"It's okay if you don't want to. I will understand," Beau added softly. His dark gaze was so sincere that Asher found himself staring into them more and more.

"I want to kiss you too," Asher confessed. "C—Can I kiss you?"

A breath of relief escaped Beau.

The next part happened like a movie.

Asher found himself tilting downward, his lips moving for Beau's. The fingers on his ass pressed him closer, closer until his breath was inches from Beau's face.

Asher felt his heartbeat rise another notch.

Slowly, softly, their lips met.

Asher shivered.

Beau didn't rush him. As slowly as the contact was made, he kissed Asher whose hands were wrapped around his neck. Time froze; the universe halted.

Asher tightened his hold on Beau. No... This wasn't a kiss. It was magic, something wonderful, special, beautiful. It was everything Asher had fantasized about. Strong arms cupping his ass, succulent lips joined to his, heart beating in anticipation as fast as his.

Beau gently pulled him close some more until Asher's knees were on both sides of his thighs, straddling him.

Their lips parted and their tongues got introduced.

Asher felt his soul soar into the sky. Beau's intoxicating masculine scent filled his nostrils. He inhaled it, sniffed it, and got high on it. Energy, raw and virile, pulsed through Beau's body, trailing through every point Asher's fingers touched.

And Asher touched everywhere.

From Beau's neck, back, arms, and face, to his chest and abs, Asher caressed him. Feeling more adventurous, Asher's fingers went low, past Beau's abdomen, and started a slow rub on his hard crotch.

Asher had kissed a lot of girls in the past. At that point in his life, he was still questioning his sexuality, trying to see if he could change how he felt towards the same sex. It wasn't until years later that he completely understood himself and people like him.

He had always asked himself why it seemed there wasn't a spark with any of the girls he had dated. During the day, he went on dates with girls, making conversations over meals in expensive restaurants; while at night, he touched himself to pictures of naked or half-naked men.

Asher had no idea how to react to a man's touch since he had never been with one.

He did not need any form of knowledge in that aspect. His body spoke for itself. From the heat crawling all over his skin to his heartbeat and ravening hunger, he knew Beau was one of a kind.

He had never felt this way with a girl.

Since his father never objected—or simply turned a blind eye—to his relationships with most of the girls he dated, Asher imagined that he would also get that same encouragement if he decided to reveal that he kissed a guy.

Even before his brain ran over the thought, he already knew the answer...

Beau's tongue moved within the warmth of Asher's mouth with a speed that made them breathless. They seemed to be so invested in seeking a lost treasure in the depths of each other's mouths.

Heat burned with arousal into an inferno. Beau found himself getting high on Asher's scent the more they fondled and kissed. By the time they were halfway through exploring each other's bodies, the room appeared to have lost all traces of air. Their bodies burned with the fire of arousal; their hearts beat fast against their ribcages.

Asher gasped as Beau slipped a palm into his trouser, finger heading for his hole. Before the finger of mischief could penetrate Asher, the lad pulled away from the kiss.

Beau's glassy lust-filled eyes immediately turned bright. Asher rolled off his thighs.

"I'm so sorry... I'm sorry," Asher apologized, twirling his fingers into his shirt like a child.

"What are you sorry for?" Beau asked in confusion. He got up from the couch and took a slow step toward Asher. "Is something wrong?"

"No, no... Nothing. I think you should leave."

"Huh?" Beau did not hide the visible print of a hard-on as he walked to Asher, confusion boldly written on his face. "Is something wrong?" he repeated.

Everything was wrong. And Asher couldn't say that. He had just committed—in his father's exact words— "a great sin that makes God mad."

"Beau, please leave." Asher could not tell what came over him. He pointed to the door. "Please, leave. I will like to rest now." Instinctively, he backed away when Beau took another step toward him.

"If I offended you, I'm sorry. Please tell me what I did wrong."

The sincerity on Beau's face pulled at Asher's heartstrings.

"Please leave."

Asher stood back and watched as Beau backed away. The ambassador seemed very reluctant to leave. Asher threw his gaze to the floor when their eyes almost made contact. Staring into Beau's dark and captivating eyes could break down his defence.

Immediately the door locked behind Beau, Asher rushed forward and slammed the bolt into place. He leaned his back on the wall and slid down.

Kissing a stranger on his first day didn't seem an ideal thing to do. Pushing the stranger out was another foolhardy thing to do.

Asher palmed his face. What would his father say if he heard about what happened? Would Beau report him to the chancellor?

Asher's heartbeat quickened. He could be in trouble if the news got to his father.

All of a sudden, he began panicking.

What could he do to make amends?

Was he in some sort of trouble?


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