Chapter 12

ANGELO FELT as if he was shaking so he opened his eyes, only to see Charles' face inches away from his.

“Wake up, we’re here,” said Charles.

“N-Nick?”

Charles was obviously stunned. "W-What did you say?"

Angelo slowly blinked his eyes. “N-Nick… M-Move closer…” he whispered.

Surprised as he is but Charles still followed. “Are you okay—”

Angelo quickly gave Charles a peck on his lips before he let out a sly smile. “Awesome—”

The faster Angelo kissed Charles, the faster Charles punched Angelo's face. The kiss thief then fell asleep.

Charles suddenly panicked because of what he had done. “Oh sh*t! Oh sh*t! Why did you do that, Charles? You are definitely an idi*t,” he scolded himself.

Charles quickly went out of the car and walked towards Angelo’s side. He just did a piggyback ride with the man. Angelo has always been slimmer than him, so he's also lighter than him.

Charles moves quickly to go to Wynter's unit. When they were right in front of its door he reached for Wynter's key into Angelo's pocket.

“Hmm,” Angelo grunted at Charles' movements.

Charles was nervous because the man might wake up suddenly. How on earth would I explain to him the black eye? He shook his head. Finally, he got the key and was able to unlock the door.

Charles just supported him as if his companion was drunk and then dropped him on the sofa. “You stay there. I’m the best friend so I’ll sleep on her bed,” Charles said to the sleeping Angelo.

Charles was about to leave when suddenly Angelo grabbed his wrist. He was still not satisfied and even pulled Charles. Slowly, Angelo opened his eyes. “You punch hard, but not hard enough to knock me off.” He smirked.

Charles flatly looked at him. “You mean to tell me, you were awake this whole time?” Angelo let out a chuckle before he nodded. “You are such an assh*le. How about I punch you really hard this time, huh?”

Angelo just laughed at the threat. “Why do I find you cuter when you’re fuming mad?”

Charles looked away. “Stop staring at me.” He was about to leave when Angelo wrapped his arm around his waist. Charles quickly glared at him. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Angelo smiled. “Making sure that you’re not leaving me again.” He pulled him closer to him. “I miss being this close to you, Nick.”

I miss it too, but I can’t, Gab. Not at the moment. “Let me go, Cortez.”

Instead of loosening his grip, Angelo tightened it even more. “What happened to Gab?” Angelo’s eyes showed sadness and longing. “You know I’ve missed you so much. There wasn’t any minute that I wasn’t thinking about you. Even when we graduated, I would always think of you.”

Charles felt softened for the guy beneath him, but he quickly erased those feelings. I… I can’t be with you, Gab. I still can’t.

“Didn't you think of me? Ever, Nick? We used to be friends… Best of friends, Nick.” Angelo was obviously hoping for something from Charles. Unfortunately, the latter couldn’t give it.

Without saying anything, Charles forcefully removed Angelo’s arms and stood up. Angelo stood up next. Charles thought he was going somewhere but he was shocked when Angelo pushed him on the sofa.

"Cortez, what is it?" annoyed Charles asked. He was about to stand up or at least sit down when Angelo sat on top of him.

“Looks like you have no plans being a dom, Dom,” said Angelo boldly. I don’t know where my confidence came from but I’m not letting this chance go.

Angelo leaned down and aggressively kissed Charles. The latter wanted to stop, he wanted to let go, but his body wasn’t responding. He was in heat. And this is his fault.

There was no denying it. They were both hungry for each other’s bodies. The two of them began to move their hands. Angelo’s hand went caressing Charles’ chest, slowly unbuttoning his polo and softly pinching his n*pples, which caused the latter to hiss.

Charles' hands are in the hair of the kisser, gripping it tighter as he becomes more sensitive to his touch. I swear Wynter’s gonna kill me.

Angelo quickly unbuckled Charles’ belt and unzipped his pants. Charles immediately restrained his hands. Angelo worriedly looked at him and asked, “Do you want me to stop?”

For Wynter’s and my friendship, yes. “No.” Charles loosened his grip. “C-Continue.” I’ll just face Wynter’s wrath later.

Charles’ decision was rewarded by Angelo’s genuine smile and a slow passionate kiss. Different than the first one, and Charles likes it more. He followed the rhythm of Angelo’s lips until it turned into a deep kiss.

Angelo successfully removed Charles' pants and polo. He left Charles' lips and trailed kisses from his cheeks to his neck, down to his collarbone. Angelo even sucked his skin, softly bit it, before he licked the sting away.

Every movement was slow and sensual which added more fuel to Charles’ burning desire. Angelo went lower to Charles’ chest as he plays with his n*pples.

“F-F*ck… Gab oh!” Charles kept on grunting and moaning.

Angelo couldn’t help but smile when he heard Charles’ nickname for him. And because of it, he did his best to please the man below him. Angelo’s hands freed Charles’ ‘friend’ as he trailed his tongue lower and lower until it reached its desired destination.

“This time is not a dream,” Angelo whispered as he flicked his tongue on the tip of Charles’ erection.

“F*ck! Ah!” Charles' eyes were closed. He bit his lower lip to stop himself from groaning out loud but Angelo licked his length. “Oh sh*t! Yes yes! Suck me—sh*t!” Charles was cut off when Angelo put his manhood inside his mouth and began sucking him as he massaged his balls. “It feels so good—Oh! Gab! F-Faster!” And Angelo obliged.

“Hmm…” Angelo enjoyed licking and sucking Charles. He put it out of his mouth first then wrapped one hand and slowly moved his hand up and down. He went for Charles’ balls and licked them. “I can’t believe this is happening.” He licked him again. “Your taste is addicting, Nick.” He put one of his balls inside his mouth.

“G-Gab! Oh! F*ck! It feels good!” Charles’ almost screamed.

Angelo looked up at him. “Yeah? You like it?”

Charles quickly nodded. “So much. So much—f*ck! Faster!”

“Your wish is my command.” Angelo put his partner’s length back in his mouth and sucked him well.

“I’m—I’m cumming. F*ck! Oh!” Charles climaxed and shot his seeds inside Angelo’s mouth. He quickly sat up and reached for a tissue for the latter to use but, “Y-You swallowed?”

Angelo grinned and nodded. “Tastes good.”

Charles rolled his eyes. Suddenly he came back to his senses. F*ck! This is wrong!

Angelo was surprised when he saw the man getting dressed in a hurry. “Why in a rush?” He let out a chuckle.

Charles shook his head. “T-This is wrong,” he kept mumbling.

When the pants were finally in order and he got his polo shirt he immediately stood up and exited Wynter's unit. Angelo was left there dumbfounded. What now?