15. Sensitive To Touch
"Do you like me or something?"
"What does it matter? Would you say yes to me if I said I liked you?"
"Answering a question with another, how childish." Stan was still sitting on the bed and his presence next to me only made me more and more nervous. I'd sworn to myself before that if he made one wrong move I'd scream my lungs out like a siren. He clearly would overpower me in a instant but I'd have his ears bleeding out.
"Did Elric tell you he likes you?"
"Do you base your answer on his?" Shaking my head, the thought that Stan may like me sounded ridiculous and I'm sure he agreed too. He hated me just as much as I hated him...we had nothing in common and the last time I was this close to him, he'd drenched me as if I stunk like a skunk not to mention pulling my hair. Right now, he just made me feel like a prisoner.
"Are you afraid of me Yeon?"
"Will you stop calling my name like that?"
"Why? Does it make you calm?"
"Actually it makes me more nervous. It feels...different I don't know why. I guess it's because we hate each other's guts so in my head, you..." I stopped midway when I realized he was enjoying this...seeing me trapped...probably scared. He had been having a smile on for sometime, as if he was reading me like a book.
"What?" He asked, and then it hit me I'd been staring at him for too long.
"Dont you have a girlfriend?"
"Is that what Elric told you?"
"What is this? Question and question game? You've answered none of my questions so far and I really really need to use the bathroom so will you just turn around so I can go?" It was becoming harder and harder to hold it in. Thankfully, he hadn't noticed I'd been hard for a while.
"Don't you go jerking off alone now..." he responded as he turned his back towards me and I quickly got off his bed to the nearest door I could find. Please be the bathroom...Please be the bathroom...
I breathed a sigh of relief after closing the door behind me then covered my eyes in embarrassment. If he could see my face now....he'd probably hurl hurtful words towards me like last time. I was ashamed of myself, getting wood and struggling to hide it the entire time when he'd known all along.
Still, I had no time to waste. My main focus right now was getting release. A slight thought ran in my mind when I realized I'd been wearing his clothes again however, I couldn't care less as I fumbled between my legs and a low grunt escaped my lips.
Damn it...This was harder than I had anticipated. The mare thought that he was outside in the next room made it even harder for me and the fact that I'd held it in for too long made the tip painful to touch.
I closed my eyes and thought of Niel...he's always been the one in my head whenever I masturbated. I tried to remember his scent that always surrounded me and how lately, it had become stronger whenever I wore his clothes
Ah...it felt good...I needed to go faster...
I reminded myself repeatedly to remain quiet and as I took in a deep breath, I started to feel another familiar scent. It kept growing stronger and stronger...and it felt strange on my skin...warm, soft, sweet...as it someone was blowing a gentle breeze on my skin.
I quickly covered my mouth with my free hand to stop a moan that almost escaped me...I had to remain quiet....
Stan...that was his scent and it was getting stronger and stronger that it became hard to think of Niel. I remembered dreaming of him sometime back....he looked so hot as always, and was happy...
This won't do!
I shifted my mind to when he held me during my first heat and the thought of him touching me again made my body quiver as I finally found release.
Yes...this felt good. I don't have overthink anything or feel any connection with him just because I'd thought of him sexually. The furthest him and i could go was this. Help me during my heat and then its goodbye.
I stumbled on the floor, listening to my thudding heart then opened my eyes slowly. I needed to catch my breath too, yet all I could taste in the air was this guy's scent. I felt like I was slowly loosing myself until a knock at the door brought me back from the feeling of ecstasy.
""Stan..." Damn it! Why did I just call out his name?
"If you're done, take a shower. Your scent is seeping out..."
Tough luck. I'd been found out.
Minutes later, I got out, my head bowed, unable to look at him in the eye. If he didn't hate me before, he must hate me now. How many times had I jerked off and gone into heat with him around? Another walk of shame for Yeon you stupid bastard!
"Feeling better now?"
"Uh...yea." I stood like a fool next to the bathroom door with my hands held together like a child who'd been caught stealing candy. "I wore the same clothes...I had nothing to change to..."
"Glad you took another shower too. The first time I cleaned you up, I could still smell other people on you...now this place is mixed with both your scent and mine....How romantic."
There he goes teasing me again. Wait! I thought he'd be mad!
"You're not upset?"
He gestured to move closer to where he was standing and before I knew it, I found myself answering his call... almost as if he had control over my body yet. My mind screamed at me to get out of this place yet somehow, I felt swayed by him.
"Do you feel it?" He asked once I was close enough to look up at him.
"Feel what?" I wasn't going to admit that I'd just jerked off to his scent.
"Calm....I let out my scent so you wouldn't go into heat...as you did your...thing..."
Why was this guy always interfering....helping me...as if he cared for me? His actions whenever I was like this were often tender but whenever we were in public, he'd be staring at me as if he wanted to kill me. I couldn't understand him at all!
"I'm sorry...again."
"No need. It makes me glad that you're not repulsed by my scent."
Before I could think of anything to say to him, his lips were pressing on mine as he pulled me closer to him. He wasn't gentle either as he kept forcing my mouth open with his tongue that I wanted to push him away and then suddenly, I could smell his scent again, becoming stronger and stronger. It tingled at my skin that I found myself craving to touch him...wondering how his bare skin would feel on my palm.
He let out a low moan, then another as he finally found access inside my mouth, burrowing, pressing, pushing and the mare fact that he was caressing my back, made my body start to burn again. My breath hitched when he tightened his grip on me, my mind went blank, I was spinning out of control...we were kissing!
This feeling...it wasn't heat since I was conscious....What was it?
Before I could begin to comprehend what was happening to me, he abruptly pulled away then turned my chin and bit my neck hard.
It hurt like hell, yet, I found myself wanting him to bite harder and as he continued pressing, he pulled me even closer towards him...much closer that I felt his excited member pocking at my stomach.
"Stop!" I pushed him away abruptly and watched him lick the blood that was on his lips. Was it my blood? But why didn't it hurt?
"Are you trying to mark me?" I felt a surge of anger rise within me.
"Don't see Elric again....don't allow anyone else to scent you either."
"Who the hell are you to tell me that?" I screamed at the top of my lungs! What did this guy just try to do to me? I needed to get out of here and fast! I felt scared...vulnerable but my body wouldn't move and just stood still, watching him undress me with his eyes.
A familiar wave of heat rushed through my entire body...I knew what was coming next...he was going to devour me!
He closed the gap between us then planted a kiss on my forehead. "Yeon, you're going into heat again so try and calm down a little."
I felt his hands reach between the trousers I was wearing as he gently grabbed onto my member. He neither stroked nor caressed. He just held it. I could smell his scent getting stronger again, but this time, it felt different on my skin. It wasn't a soft breeze anymore...more like it was putting me to sleep, protecting me and as I shut my eyes and lay my head on his bare chest, I heard him whisper in my ear...
"I like you...Yeon..."