Chapter 10: Stay Away From My Father!
The next morning...
Rin stirred beneath the covers, sweat clinging faintly to his skin, but the fire had gone.
His heat was... gone?
He sat up slowly, eyes wide, one trembling hand running down his chest. He was back to normal... cool, clear-headed, and no longer desperate for... whatever he wanted last night.
His gaze dropped. Lucien’s uniform shirt was wrapped around him like a blanket.
"Shit," he muttered, yanking it off like it had burned him. He couldn’t believe he slept with it.
He could still feel the way Lucien had held him, touched him, kissed him like he belonged to him. The way Rin had wanted it, even begged for more.
’Shut up and fuck me already,’
His cheeks flushed just remembering the words he said, the hot drag of Lucien’s tongue and the firm way he’d pushed Rin against the wall, whispering filth into his ear.
Rin groaned and shoved the shirt from his bed, almost tossing it in the trash can. He waited for a few seconds, remembering how the same shirt helped him last night.
He swallowed hard before shoving it into the drawer.
"It didn’t happen," he told himself. "I didn’t let it happen. Nothing happened between that jerk and I. Fuck!"