Chapter 8: Blowjob (2)[R18+]
The air between them was charged, thick with unspoken words and something far more primal. Mikey could scarcely believe the situation unfolding before him.
He had only been through a single trial which tested his sexual resolve and at the end, had left him with nothing more than an insult—but never had he found himself in a scenario quite like this.
'A-A blowjob?'
The weight of her words pressed into his mind, a realization creeping up his spine like fire.
He wasn't even sure how to respond. His thoughts were a mess, tangled between disbelief and a quiet, simmering excitement. He had never expected something like this to ever occur in his novel scenario —hell, he had never thought he would be in a position where this was even an option in his entire lifetime.
A part of him felt undeserving, hesitant, like stepping too far forward would shatter the fragile moment between them. Yet, deep down, another part of him—the one that had long been buried beneath self-doubt—whispered a single truth-
'T-this is happening.'
His gaze flickered downward, drawn to her. She looked up at him, eyes half-lidded, her breath uneven.
A nervous chuckle left his lips before he could stop it.
"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice lower than he'd expected.
"I mean... I don't think you can handle me."