Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Smoke

Mew and I got out of the water after we finished doing something crazy that the fishes witnessed.

It somehow worried me that I might not have swallowed all of Mew's juice and some of the fish get pregnant. Wait. Is it possible?

My brows furrowed.

The thought of Mew having children with the fishes made me upset.

Mew offered his hand to pull me up. He reached the yacht first. I accepted his hand.

"Why do you look upset?" he asked when he noticed that I was not in the mood.

"Nothing. Don't talk to me." I raised an eyebrow and walked past him to get to the main deck. I went inside our cabin.

I forgot to bring the clothes I used but I think Mew will bring them.

I took off my wet boxers that was dripping on the wooden floor and opened a small cabinet filled with clothes.

"Did I do something wrong?" Mew's voice was worried. I did not know he followed me.

Now I'm sure that he can see my butt.

"Whose clothes are these?" I faced him only to find out that he was staring at my ass. I waved the clothes I was holding to divert his attention. The clothes were a little bit big for me but pretty sure small for him.

"These are the clothes of the other guys you brought here, right? The ones that Troye was referring to?" I asked in an angry tone.

My luggage is in Mew's car and I forgot to bring it with me here in the yacht.

Mew's hair is still wet and water was dripping from his hair down his chest and all the way to his shinning abs.

I'm starting to get seduced. I also noticed that he is still erect.

I swallowed hard.

"Nope. Those are new clothes and I bought them for you. I prepared them earlier before going to the airport. Check them and you'll see the tags," he defended himself.

I took one boxer from the cabinet and noticed that it was somehow new. I smelled it to make sure.

It certainly is brand new!

"Maybe you just have a lot of stocks. When did you buy this yacht?"

"A month after you left me. Stop making things up."

He took off his boxers and pulled me to the small comfort room of our cabin.

I'm still upset about the fishes so he had to pull me harder since I did not cooperate with his pull.

Those fishes are pissing me off!

"Let's shower first," he said seductively.

"Just shower alone. I don't want to shower with you."

He glared at me but I rolled my eyes.

When he noticed that I was angry, his facial expression softened.

"Is something bothering my baby?" He kissed the back of my palm.

Because of his sweet voice, I couldn't help but give in.

"It's the fishes," I pouted.

"What about the fishes?" He looked confused.

"You might have gotten them pregnant. Why did we have to do it in the water, anyway?"

He laughed at my confession. Was it funny?

"You're so childish. That's not even possible."

Mew claimed my lips and pinned me to the wall of the cabin.

"We can just shower later," he said in between kisses.

I couldn't resist him tempting me so I started kissing him back.

His kisses were hungry. I'm not sure if he could still taste his cum but I could still taste it from my throat.

I grabbed his member and started stroking it.

I noticed that his tongue was trying to get access inside my mouth.

"Hmmm," I moaned when he bit my lower lip so he could enter my mouth.

His tongue was reaching every corner of my mouth so I tried to suck it.

When he got enough of my lips, his kisses started to go lower. He planted deep kisses on my neck, sucking every inch of it. I'm certain that there will be kissmarks later.

The touch of his lips made me arch my back.

His kisses went lower amd lower until he reached my nipples. He touched my member down below while he was sucking my nips.

After a few minutes, he then went down to my navel, kissing and licking every part of my belly.

He was teasing me by stroking me gently down below. I moaned. The next thing I knew, he was now on his knees in front of me.

And without any warning, he took me inside his mouth.

I closed my eyes as I felt the heavenly sensation. I held on to the bedside table for support.

"Ahhh. Shit!" I cursed when he took the entirety of my dick inside his mouth.

He almost choked trying to take it all in.

I looked at him in the eyes. He was almost in tears. Our gaze locked and an idea came into my mind.

"Can I f*ck you?" I asked with gentle eyes.

He stopped, which meant that he was not expecting what I said. He swallowed hard before slowly nodding.

"But just this one time," he said.

I smiled at his response and pulled him up before pushing him towards the bed.

I was never top. But I always wanted to be one. I'm so excited because he agreed to do it, even just for one time.

I saw a small duffle bag on the bedside table so I opened it. I was right. It contained lubricants and condoms.

I took one condom and a bottle of lube.

I saw the fear on his face which made me smile.

"I think that was my face during my first time," I let out a chuckle.

"Tss. Just be gentle. Be thankful that I love you," he said seriously.

I jumped into the bed and went near him.

My hands were trembling as I tried to rip open the protection. I am so hard right now. He helped me wear it on me. He was even the one to pour the lube on my dick.

"Are you ready?" I asked, positioning myself at his entrance.

He just nodded. I raised his legs and placed them on my shoulders before intertwining our fingers.

His face was almost crumpled when I started to enter him. He bit his lower lip, a sign that he's feeling pain.

"Should I stop?" I asked worriedly. I know what it feels like being the bottom so I know that he is in pain.

"Just continue for pete's sake Gulf!"

I nodded slowly.

"Is this your first time?" I asked.

"Yes."

I tried to bend down to kiss him.

When I broke away from the kiss, that was when I shoved my dick fully and filled him to the brim.

His face was now very red and his lips are almost bleeding because of his lip bite.

I gave him time to adjust. After a few minutes, I started moving slowly.

Mew's legs were falling off my shoulders so I held them to keep them in place. I kissed him again as I tried to thrust slowly.

"I love you, Mew," I said in between kisses.

I remembered that time when I told him 'I love you' back in Maldives and he did not answer me back. It pained me so much that is why I was a little anxious that he would also not say it back this time.

"I love you more, Gulf," he responded.

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After one round, Mew decided for us to change positions. He was now top. It made me wonder if it was really his first time being bottom because when he became top, he fucked me for four rounds.

As far as I can remember, during my first time back in high school, I almost couldn't walk the next day. And now that I'm used to being bottom, I can still feel the pain. Especially when it's Mew who's fucking me.

Sure, I saw him feeling pain earlier. But I was not expecting that he will still have the energy for a few more rounds, with him being top. My husband's stamina is no joke!

After that fourth round, we both fell asleep.

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Hughie's Point of View

I cried silently on the plane. I wasn't sobbing but my tears just kept coming out my eyes. Good thing that I have my sunglasses and airpods. I'm also wearing a hoodie.

My heart is really in pieces. I'm happy for Gulf. And I only want the best for him. But I just can't stop myself from feeling hurt.

All I ask is for Mew to take care of Gulf and never hurt him. Because if he does hurt him, I will not think twice and take Gulf back. Even if I'm sick.

It was three years. But I wouldn't really say that it was a waste of time. That was the best time of my life. Gulf was worthy of every second I spent with him.

That is why I made sure that no one will bother Gulf and Mew's relationship again. I wanted to make sure that Gulf will be truly happy.

*flashback*

After visiting Mew's house, I agreed to meet up with Aron to settle a deal with him.

"Thank you for meeting me here," he spoke when I sat in front of him. We decided to meet at a restaurant. "Mew is trying to win Gulf back. We can't let that happen."

His statement made me angry.

"Leave Gulf alone," I warned him. "I have decided to let go of Gulf and let him be with Mew. So if you don't want me to hurt you, leave him alone."

"And what made you change your mind and let Gulf go?" he frowned. "All these times I thought that you would be my ally." His voice was disappointed.

"I'm not crazy like you. Unlike you, I only want the best for Gulf. That is why I suggest that you leave them alone."

"Or else what?" he challenged me.

"Or else I'll f*cking kill you myself."

"Hmm. Fine. Since I would have a hard time trying to rip them apart without you on my side, I'll leave them alone. But I want money instead."

"How much do you need for you to stop bothering Gulf?" I asked him.

God knows how much I want to punch him on his face everytime I remember that he wanted to kill Gulf before and that he is the reason why Gulf's ex died. But now I know that he doesn't have the power anymore. He's now poor but still crazy. A psycho! He's so thick-faced to have the audacity to ask for money!

"Maybe you can just be my Mew," he winked and smiled maliciously.

I clenched my fists.

"Hijo de puta! Say that again and I'll punch your f*cking face!" I gritted my teeth. He's lucky that I was able to control myself.

I tried to keep my voice low because there are a few people inside the restaurant.

"Just kidding. You're so serious. Well, going back to your question, I think two million pesos will do."

($40,000)

I wanted to complain with the amount of money he's asking.

I checked my mobile banking app and noticed that I only have 44,390 euros on my savings account. I opened my calculator app to convert it into pesos. It amounted to 2 million and 540 thousand pesos.

Dr. Rodriguez told me that my chemotherapy and treatment might cost me millions, and if I would give two million to this crazy man, then that will only leave me with 540 thousand pesos.

But for Gulf, I will do it. Whatever will be left with my money, then that would be it. No more chemos for me. As long as this is for Gulf, then I don't mind.

I might just sell all my assets and properties in Spain. It does not matter if I go broke, as long as I make sure that I will leave Gulf safe here. What else will I do with my money when I will die soon anyway? Might as well spend it in protecting Gulf.

I asked him for his bank account. Before transferring the money, I asked him first.

"How do I know that you won't bother them anymore?"

"Trust me. I only want money right now. I'm so broke and I don't want to bother them anymore. Now that I know that you won't help me," he assured me.

I moved closer to him to whisper.

"If I find out that you did not keep your words and bother Gulf again, I swear that I'll be the one to kill you," I warned him.

He only smiled. I know that there is a possibility that he might not stay true to his words but I want to take the risk. I want to show him that I'm serious. That I will surely kill him if he mess with Gulf again.

I wired him the money. He was smiling from ear to ear when he noticed that it was successfully transferred.

He offered me a handshake. I accepted his hand even if it was against my will.

"You have my word."

*end of flashback*

Gulf is worth everything. He means everything to me. So even if it's too painful, I will accept the fact that we are not for each other. He belongs to Mew.

Maybe one day I will forget all this pain. Or maybe I'll just get used to it. Maybe my cancer would be more painful than this heartache.

I sniffed. I wiped the tears escaping from my eyes.

I tried to look out the window. It was already dark. We are already out of the country and I'm not sure if where we are right now. I can only see the beautiful city lights below.

"Why are you crying? Don't be such a crybaby," I heard my seatmate.

I was not sure if he was really talking to me so I removed my airpods.

"Are you talking to me?" I asked the skinny and cute guy beside me.

He was wearing a neck pillow and airpods. He removed them and faced me.

"Yeah. You've been crying since I got here. Why cry when you can just kiss me?"

I arched an eyebrow and put back my airpods.

Pass. He's not even as charming as Gulf. So no thank you.

"So choosy!" I hear him murmur.

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Gulf's Point of View

"Gulf! Wake up! Wake up!" Mew was screaming from outside the cabin amd awakened me from my sleep. He was banging on the door, trying to open it.

"What? I'm tired. Please let me sleep a little longer," I complained with my sleepy voice.

Who wouldn't get tired after five rounds? And why is he outside the cabin? Why don't he just come in?

"The yacht is on fire! Wake up now! I can't open the door. It's stuck!" He was panicking from behind the door.

I immediately got up from bed.

"What the hell? Are you serious?" Now I'm the one who's panicking.

"Yes. We have to leave now. Everyone is waiting on the lifeboat. Come on."

I started to dress myself. Thick smoke covered the room which made me inhale them. It made me cough as I tried to open the door.

"I can't open the door too. It's really stuck!" I screamed.

"Stay away from the door!"

I did as he ordered and stepped aside.

The smoke is starting to get thicker and thicker. I noticed the fire inside the small cabinet containing the clothes. I'm now having a hard time breathing.

"There is also fire here inside."

"What the f*ck?" His voice became more worried.

Mew's first attempt to kick the door failed. I'm starting to get dizzy because of the smoke.

Mew tried to kick the door again but it still did not open.

"Hold on! I'll just get something!" he shouted from outside. "Fuck!"

"Don't leave me Mew!" I continued to cough.

"Just hold on Gulf!" Then I heard him running.

"Mew! Mew!" I called. And with each call I made, my voice became weaker and weaker.

Because of the thick smoke, I lost visibility. I sat on the floor, hopeless.

"Mew," I whispered one last time.

And then everything went black.