Chapter 15 Be His Antidote

"Bianca, please go," Asher felt his tear roll down in great agony, but as he was under the showerhead, the tears mixed along with the cascading water pouring down on him and his whole body.

"Asher, I can't leave you like this," Bianca was sobbing as she tried all her might to help Asher out of the bathroom.

"I can't move. I don't wanna move," his voice was already husky and rasp as he was in great torture of how he was feeling right now. "I think I've been drugged," he added with difficulty.

"I know, and that drug was supposed to be given to me, but because you took my drink, you are in such a state," Bianca cried in so much despair. "You have to get rid of its effect within twelve hours, or you will die. Asher, please let me take you to the hospital, or I won't forgive myself if anything happens to you because of me," her cries became even more uncontrollable.

"I can't..." he couldn't tell her that he couldn't step out of the cold shower because her presence alone was driving him mad to arousal. He was worried he would pound on her if the burning heat in his body drowned him again.

"I am not leaving you here either," Bianca decisively declared.

For Bianca, Asher had been so friendly and kind to her. She had grown to like this man because she had never seen anything to dislike about him in all the time they became roommates, then friends, and until now. He had always been considerate of her. Although she herself made sure she did not give him any reason to disrespect her, he still showed how good of a man he was to her.

"Bianca, please..." Asher whispered. Bianca tried to look at him in the face, but he had his eyes closed.

"...let me stay..." he paused for a breath. "...here for a while," he continued with agony.

"I'm staying here with you," Bianca answered stubbornly.

"You... you will catch a cold if..." Asher tried to push her away with his shoulder.

"What is a cold to death?" Bianca sadly smiled. "Let me help you, if we make it alive out of here, help me get my revenge on the person who did this to us," Bianca was furious. How dare Sue Jin endanger her life, and her failure still endangered somebody else. "I have never engaged in sex, not because I don't like it, but because I was worried I would like it so much and it might become a distraction for my goals, but this is a matter of life and death. Let's do it, Asher. Sleep with me and get rid of this drug alive," Bianca boldly suggested. She was no longer crying. She was determined to help him.

Asher won't go to the hospital. His chance of coming out of this bathroom alive is growing thin by the hour. Had she been the one drugged, she would need to have sex anyway without control of her decisions. Now she is sober, but she needs to save a life who is trying his best to save her as she doesn't engage in casual sex. Bianca can feel Asher is trying to hold himself back in respect for her.

"Bianca...?" Asher tried to open his groggy eyes. "I'm not sure I can control myself..." he embraced himself. "I don't want to hurt you," he was horrified at how intensely he really wanted to accept her offer, but part of him was still concerned, strongly concerned about her.

"Then let me tie you up, I haven't done actual sex, but I have seen porn, you know?" Bianca was now boldly taking Asher's clothes off him. They were wet, so they were like his second skin already. Bianca was having a hard time peeling them off him.

Her words aroused Asher more. His imaginations were running wild at her every word. With his state right now, even her voice, her scent, her mere presence, and her touch as she helps him undress were fueling his raging desire for her.

"Are you sure... about this...?" Asher was catching his breath as he asked her when she started to unbuckle his belt.

"I am sure I want you to stay alive," Bianca pulled Asher up to stand, still under the water pouring like a heavy rain above their heads. Asher complied when he saw the determinations in her eyes. He could no longer hold himself. He kissed her.

Bianca prepared herself for his force and urgent kiss, but she was astounded to feel his lips so lightly nipping on her lips. She let him do as he wished. She is not so naive to know the possible effect of an aphrodisiac, and so she inwardly embraced herself. But to her surprise, Asher was being so gentle.

Asher was like in his own dreamland. He had fantasized about kissing her, and now that he was able to do so, he wanted to feel every tiny bit of such sensation. He was scared he might ravish her due to the effect of the drug, but his mind was soberer than his manly nature at the very moment. He kissed her softly as if he was consciously aware she might feel scared if he did otherwise. He wanted her to feel comfortable, and as much as he does, he wanted her to enjoy the moment they were sharing. He wanted her to know this was not the way he wanted to make love with her, although she suggested the idea.

"I'm sorry..." Asher's tears flowed uncontrollably. His heart was aching as he felt she was pushed into the corner of having sex with him.

"No..." Bianca retorted. "I am sorry, I dragged you to such a mess," she was equally teary-eyed as she continued to unbuckle his belt.

"I want... No, I think..." Asher spoke with so much emotion. "I love you, Bianca Han..." he bowed his head on her shoulder.

"Then... show me," Bianca let go of his pants to let it slide down to the floor and held his face with both her hands and guided him to look at her. "Love me, Asher Collins..." she dared him.

"Bianca..." Asher did not get to say anything anymore when Bianca sealed his lips with a kiss. His mouth was indeed burning. Bianca could even feel the heat as she searched for his tongue. She could tell he was still hesitating. "I don't know much about love, but I like you..."

Her words were like an invisible ignition button for Asher to prove to her how much he loves this woman. He did not wait for her to finish her words. He claimed her lips with passion yet lovingly gently.

She was still clothed as she was more focused on undressing Asher, but she hugged him tightly as they shared their very first kiss, shared with passion, longing, and with so much unuttered love.

Asher quenched his thirst for her kisses. His invading tongue searched every sweetness her kisses could give. And he felt beyond heavenly. His imaginations did not give justice to how they really felt and tasted like in reality. Her embrace and kisses alone can calm him.

"Bianca..." Asher was becoming a bit sober now, and he realized Bianca was still soaked in the cold shower.

"Hmmmm..." she answered, shivering.

"Let's get you out of your clothes," Asher started to help her undress. He turned the shower off and wrapped themselves in towels. "Bianca, you're shaking," he worriedly said. Asher lifted Bianca to bring her to the bed. And when he felt the temperature rising up again, he wanted to go back to stand under the shower again. He was about to turn his back on Bianca when she called his name.

"Asher..."

Asher looked back just to see her frowning.

"I'm sorry, I feel hot again..." he was turning awfully red in obvious heat.

"Weren't you going to show and prove something to me something...?" She was feeling so cold that she wrapped her naked self with a warm and comfy duvet. "Come here. I feel so cold. I need a living blanket, I guess," Bianca still managed to say a joke.

"Are you sure..?" he was trying to hold his lust and sanity on the bay. But he was losing mercilessly, especially with her pulling him to her side. He was feeling his manhood achingly hard, but he was torn between running to the bathroom or to her side.

Bianca pulled the duvet to show him where to lie beside her.

"God damn it!" his resolve collapsed, and his steps crossed the distance between him and Bianca. "Bianca Han!" he was reprimanding her, but he quickly hugged her when he got to her side. She was too cold compared to his burning body.

"Keep me warm, Asher Collins!" she ordered as she felt the warmth from his tight embrace. He still wanted to endure even when Bianca was already naked under the covers. She admires his effort to control himself and indulge in the situation presented by circumstances. This man is either super sweet and loving or stupid. Bianca wants to believe he is the former, and so she dares to kiss him first.