44 The Black Masked Hunter and the Little Fox

When exiting through a side glass door, the door opened automatically. "Ha ha ha," Haruki laughed at the thought,

'Why, with all that charisma, even the doors open for me!' He made a condescending gesture to the corridor, which lit up.

"I am this amazing!"

The luxury still impressed him, the toilet had gold metals, and the ceramics were hand-painted. The singer spent time admiring the place before using it. He arranged his socks, sitting on a luxurious couch, and then washed his hands again.

When he left, he discovered that something was wrong, the door would not open.

'Seriously!' It only took Haruki a few seconds to realize that he was the victim of another troll. Someone had locked him in the bathroom.

"It was funny, guys. But now let me out," he asked, assuming they were his friends this time.

"Toc toc," he tapped the wood, "Guys, you can open it! Don't be jealous of my magnificent presence! You can do it too!" he asked again.

Haruki heard a noise behind him. Turning, he looked up.

At about ten feet high, a stained glass window was being opened.

'Putz! Won't bugs stop happening on that system anymore? ' Haruki wondered.

So, getting stuck in the bathroom hadn't been a joke from friends.

The singer watched the laborious execution of his rescue. Haruki saw one leg pass, then the other through the open crack. As soon as the perky ass was slipping into the toilet, the singer recognized the rescuer,

"Jun! What are you doing?"

The baker hung on, and turning his face to Haruki replied,

"Entering the bathroom." And after measuring how much was left to touch the ground, he released his hands, landing like a cat.

"Ha ha, it's not funny," the singer complained, "I'm locked up. Was it you?"

"No. And before you ask, I don't have the key," Jun stepped forward to clarify, walking towards the singer.

"So you help me, that I'm going out through that window," Haruki asked passing by Jun to go to the window.

"Hm not so fast," the baker put his body up as a barrier and raised his arm trapping Haruki in the corner.

"I came in to be alone with you." His gaze challenged the singer to try to leave, "I am the Black Masked Hunter and," Jun made suspense "I want to eat a little fox."

A heart went out of Haruki's smartwatch into the air.

"...!" Yep! This time Jun had hit the bullseye. He felt his heart race and his groin heated. This was a fantasy that Haruki enjoyed.

The singer couldn't help but smile, showing his dimples.

"Uhum. I got you. And this Hunter has very perverse ideas about what to do with this sexy fox," Jun did not wait for an answer. Haruki's gleaming eyes and thrilled face was more than enough incentive for the Black Masked Hunter, who grabbed his prey by the nape of the neck and kissed him.

'That's not Fairplay', the singer gave himself up to the kisses with this thought of surrender.

The kiss suddenly stopped, and Haruki searched Jun's delicious lips to continue, but was stopped by his feverish look, grunting,

"What should I do with this urge of being inside you, Haruki?"

"...!"

'I want to feel what it feels like to be inside you Haruki. Don't say no,' Jun's words echoed like sirens in Haruki's mind. The Black Masked Hunter looked at him urgently,

"C'mon, Cupcake. I promise I will be very kind. I do it the way you want it. I want to be your boyfriend, for real!"

"Glup!" The singer swallowed while another heart flew into the air.

"Forgive me for before, I know I'm a dick. But I don't want to be a dick with you. I'll be good for you, Cupcake." And to exemplify his words, Jun touched his lips to Haruki's lips. Introducing his tongue into the singer's mouth, licking his tongue. And sliding out and back in a smooth, steady, and maddening snaky move inside the singer's mouth.

Jun groaned the entire time. The singer was excited too, moaning. His groin was on fire, to be honest.

And with his hands over Jun's hands, he encouraged the baker to take his cheeks with both hands. Jun lifted him up in the air, pressing their bodies together.

Jun lifted him a little higher and placed Haruki sitting on the pink marble of the large sink, wrapping his waist and sneaking in between his legs.

Haruki grabbed Jun's face with both hands, so he could kiss him more and more!

"Does my fox want more kisses?" Jun asked by moving his torso a little and facing him. Haruki nodded candidly. Throwing himself forward in search of the nectar on Jun's lips.

Jun for a moment freed himself from Haruki's anxious hands to pull his bowtie off, and tossed it somewhere. The singer took the opportunity to open the white shirt buttons, sliding his hand and touching his chest. He felt Jun's skin grainy to his touch, and the baker hissed with pleasure and excitement, staring at him briefly, eyes shining with desire.

"Does it turn you on?" Jun asked.

The singer nodded again, looking at Jun's bare chest. His throbbing member was sore inside his pants, and Jun's proposal hammered in his mind. Yes, he wanted to try this with Jun.

But ...

"What is it?" Jun asked, noticing the sudden hesitation in Haruki, who until now was responding. The singer hugged him tightly, putting his face in the curve between Jun's shoulder and neck. It was time to clinch, he was losing the fight!

Jun hugged him tightly and stroked his back. Although he understood nothing, Haruki was sure of it. Then the singer said,

"Damn! I am the Prince of the Ball. My absence will be noticed. Besides... That girl doesn't deserve to have the Ball for which she waited so long to be spoiled..." Sighing, he pulled away to look Jun in the eye.

"I want this. But first, the commitment I made. I don't want my mind wandering for Miyu waiting for her prime time and be disappointed."

Jun sighed,

" Incredibly, I can understand that." He moved away from Haruki.

They both needed some time to calm down. Jun washed his face vigorously, and closed his shirt, looking at the mirror. Haruki could see that Jun was not forcing to look sexy to him. He was just dressing absent mindedly.

Jun held out his hand in Haruki's direction.

"Cmon. Give me your room's key."

"...?!"

"Uhum. Don't look at me like that. You said you want to and we can do that later. So I'll wait for you in your room, to keep you from changing your mind," Jun smiled provocatively. In fact, his smile was devilish, and his hazel eyes looked at Haruki appraisingly.

Haruki's heart pumped faster, excited by this 'threat'.

He reached into the tuxedo's pocket for the golden key they gave him when he left Princess Island, with just a moment's hesitation. As soon as he handed over the key, he was telling Jun that they would be together tonight.

Jun's hand was extended, waiting.