Enda looked at the continuously jumping numbers, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart. Even though he knew that at Dante's age, there was no way Dante hadn't taken care of his needs, he still minded.
It turns out that when people fall in love, they will disregard all logic.
The phone rang incessantly; it was Dante calling. He looked at it for a moment, sighing as he answered the call. Dante's heavy breathing came from the other end of the line:
"Enda, listen to me explain. Things are not what you think..."
"Dante, I understand."
"Enda..."
"You don't have to say anything, and you don't need to chase after me. I understand. I'm just a little upset, I just need to cool down for a bit and I'll be fine."
"But..."
"I'm telling the truth, give me time to cool off, don't bother me right now."
"...Then... alright then. But... don't take too long. I'm afraid..."
Enda chuckled softly: "Yeah."
Dante looked at the hung-up phone, slumping his shoulders dejectedly, then accepted his fate and trudged up the stairs from the sixth floor to return.
When he returned, his face was pitch black. He glared at his employees and said loudly: "Next time you see that dog Corbin come here again, throw him out the window for me."
The whole group nodded like chickens pecking grain, secretly thinking this gossip was really fun. However, the rumor had been verified: Boss Dante was gay, and furthermore, he was in a relationship with a young man.
Tsk tsk, an old cow wanting to graze on young grass, who would have thought that while grazing, a chicken came and ruined it. At this rate, if the grass ran away, the chicken would definitely end up in the pot.
Halvey slightly tightened his grip on the file folder in his hand, unclear about what feeling was in his heart right now.
That whole afternoon, Dante couldn't get anything decent done. He waited until the clock finally struck exactly five o'clock, then hurriedly ran off and disappeared.
Waiting until everyone had left, Halvey stepped into Dante's office again. He didn't do anything, just stood in a daze in front of Dante's desk.
"What's wrong, heartbroken?"
Halvey jumped in surprise and turned around. The person standing behind him was the head of design approval. He became flustered and tried to cover it up:
"What are you saying? I'm just checking things a bit."
Edward chuckled softly, his eyes sharp as an eagle's staring straight at Halvey, stepping closer to Halvey step by step. Halvey was frightened into backing away, until he was pressed tightly against the desk. Edward leaned in close to Halvey's ear, whispering:
"Do you know, every time I see you like a pervert sitting on the director's desk spreading your legs to masturbate, I just hate that I can't immediately rush in and fuck you to death. You slut."
The blood drained completely from Halvey's face, he tried to defend himself:
"I, I don't understand what you are saying. I want to lock the door, please get out."
He pushed Edward, but no matter what, he couldn't push Edward away.
Edward chuckled softly, taking the phone out of his pocket, opened a video clip, and pressed the play button.
The young man in the video had a lewd expression, biting the hem of his shirt, legs spread wide, a hand holding a fountain pen continuously poking in and out of his back hole. Edward gently licked Halvey's earlobe, saying in a hoarse voice:
"Do you see your expression at that time? It's truly so beautiful."
"What, what do you want?"
Edward looked at Halvey's face that was as white as a sheet of paper, gently caressing Halvey's teary eyes, saying:
"Come to my office."
...
Eleven o'clock at night....
Enda tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. On what basis did he himself not even have a single shred of romance to his name, while that guy had already been around the block in the community? And even a Threesome. So good at playing, huh? If that's the case, then let me play you to death.
He gently opened the room door, carefully confirming that the brat had fallen asleep before locking the room, and tiptoed over to the neighbor's house. What surprised him was that the lights in Dante's house were still on. Enda quietly closed the door and stepped inside, seeing Dante lying curled up on the sofa; Dante seemed so exhausted he had fallen asleep, his hand still tightly gripping the mobile phone without letting go.
Perhaps, he was waiting for Enda's anger to subside. For some reason, Enda's anger was simply extinguished just like that, leaving only bitterness at the bottom of his heart.
Actually, it wasn't just him who lacked confidence in this relationship, but it seemed Dante did as well. The two of them developed too fast; having only gotten into bed twice, they immediately confirmed their romantic relationship, resulting in not having established basic trust yet.
"Dante, Dante..."
He approached Dante, gently shaking Dante awake. Dante sleepily opened his eyes, and after a moment of daze, he hurriedly sprang up, hugging Enda tightly in his arms, his voice choked:
"I'm sorry, Enda."
He sighed and gently patted Dante's back, noticing that the clothes Dante was wearing were still the ones from the daytime, and asked softly:
"Why are you sleeping here? Have you eaten anything yet?"
Dante didn't say anything, only tightening his embrace, burying his head in Enda's neck, gently shaking his head. Enda chuckled softly, lowering his head to bite Dante's ear:
"Oh, I was even planning to have a secret affair, this won't do then."
Dante stiffened a little, still not saying anything. Only after a while did Enda suddenly feel his neck get a bit wet. He hurriedly pulled back wanting to lift Dante's face up to look, but was held tightly by Dante, avoiding Enda's hands.
Enda helplessly hugged Dante, feeling a bit like he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The person who was angered to death was him; if he didn't cry then so be it, what was Dante crying for.
The two of them hugged each other for quite a long while, so long that Enda's entire body felt sore. He suddenly felt his butt being pressed down, then his body immediately flew up. Enda panicked and let out a cry, hurriedly clinging tightly to Dante's shoulders.
Dante scooped Enda up, quickly carrying Enda into the bedroom, and threw Enda onto the bed.
He pressed his body onto Enda's body, pressing his lips in for a deep kiss. The kiss was full of invasion and boldness, completely different from usual. Enda frowned slightly; if he still couldn't see that Dante's emotions were abnormal by now, then he had truly wasted his twenty-something years of being human.
"Wait, slow down, what's wrong with you... mhm... Dante... mhm mhm..."
Dante didn't give Enda a chance to speak. He blocked Enda's lips, his hands taking off Enda's pants. His fingers cursorily stretched Enda, then quickly thrust inside. Enda furrowed his brows in pain, physiological tears seeping from the corners of his eyes. However, without waiting for his tears to fall, he only saw the tears of the man consecutively pattering down onto his face.
What on earth was wrong with him?
Enda tried to relax his body as much as possible, trying to receive Dante's brutal attacks. Even though he felt very aggrieved in his heart, he knew that if he couldn't endure it right now, the relationship between Dante and him would definitely have a rift later on.
Dante released Enda's lips, his hands grabbing both sides of Enda's knees, forcefully thrusting in and out, then lowering his head to kiss Enda again. Because his body was relaxed, Enda no longer felt pain; on the contrary, he could even feel a wave of pleasure gradually approaching.
He responded to Dante's kiss, his legs wrapping around Dante's waist, his hands gently patting and caressing Dante's hair. Dante's bold emotions gradually stabilized. He didn't attack Enda like a storm anymore, but slowed down the speed of friction, whispering softly in Enda's ear:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please don't leave me, okay? I'm begging you."
"I won't, you fool. Aren't I already here... mhm..."
His G-spot was rubbed against, causing Enda to let out a sweet moan. He slightly half-sat up to peel off his own t-shirt, then reached out to unbutton Dante's dress shirt.
The healthy wheat-colored pectoral muscles quickly appeared. He stroked them in a daze, his mouth softly saying:
"I don't care how you were in the past; right now, you are mine alone."
"This entire lifetime can only belong to me alone."
"Here," pointing at the head, "here," pointing at the left chest, "and also this place too," reaching his hand down to Dante's genitals, touching it lightly.
Dante's entire body felt as if it were soaked in sweet honey, the sweetness spreading through every corner of his body. He leaned down and hugged Enda, letting Enda sit on his lap, murmuring:
"Okay, my whole life is yours. I will only think about you, only love you, only fuck you."
After speaking, his hips increased their speed. He opened his mouth to take in Enda's nipple, biting and sucking, while his hands didn't forget to knead Enda's round buttocks.
"Mhm... ah ah ah ah... you... it feels so good..."
"Aren't we having a secret affair? Why are you moaning so loudly?"
"Mhm... leave me be... I want to moan... I want you to fuck me until I moan really loud... Ngh ah ah ah..."
"Okay, then moan loudly... moan so the whole world knows how you're being fucked senselessly by me..."
"Ngh Ah It feels so good... my love... hubby... hurry up and fuck me... fuck me to death... ah ah ah ah so good, it feels too damn good..."
"Fuck you... fuck you... I'll only fuck you for the rest of my life... Can you feel it... my cock is fucking you... how much it loves you..."
"I feel it... ah feels good... your cock fucking me feels so good... I love you... I love your cock... ah ah ah"
"Let's ride a horse..."
Dante lay on his back, letting Enda sit on his lap, the cock underneath relentlessly thrusting up over and over.
Enda's buttocks collided with Dante's thighs, making crisp 'slap slap' sounds. His own cock in front bounced along, slapping against Dante's stomach.
He brought one hand up to caress and knead his own nipple, while the other hand grabbed his own cock to masturbate.
The excessively stimulating image made Dante even more horny. One hand grasped Enda's waist, while the other hand slid behind to squeeze Enda's butt hard, thrusting up with all his might.
He thrust up and Enda pushed down, the bed emitting loud creaking noises. At this moment, neither of them gave a damn whether Danie in the apartment next door could hear them or not, passionately immersing themselves in every wave of lust.
Because the air conditioner hadn't been turned on since he came back in the afternoon, their bodies were so hot they were drenched in sweat. Dante sat straight up, dangling his legs off the bed, and carried Enda to where the remote was kept. His cock was still plugged deep inside Enda's body, continuously moving in and out, making Enda only able to cry and moan.
Turning on the Jet cool mode, the cold air blew out from the AC, blasting straight onto Enda's back, making him shiver. His cock couldn't take it anymore, spurting out streams of cum that soaked both their bodies, even dripping down onto the floor.
Dante laid Enda back onto the bed while his feet still stood on the floor, slightly lifting Enda's lower half up, his cock piercing in and pulling out continuously. With his body tilted upside down, blood almost rushing to his brain, Enda felt dizzy, and the pleasure in his hole became increasingly distinct.
"Look, this place of yours is so wet, it's gotten my cock all soaked."
"*Hic*... ah ah ah... I didn't... boo hoo feels so good... So deep..."
Dante grabbed his ankle, opening his mouth to take Enda's rosy toe into his mouth, biting down lightly. Enda writhed upward from the pleasure, his toes curling up.
"Mhm no... don't lick... ahhhh... feels so good... I'm going to die of pleasure... Oh... ah..."
Dante passionately licked and sucked, finishing one side then moving to the other, then to the calves, the inner thighs. Enda's cock that had just cum became hard once again, raising its head to greet Dante.
He unexpectedly pulled his cock out, leaning down to take Enda's cock into his mouth, sucking hard.
"Oh my... ah ah ah... no... I can't take it... fuck me... I want to be fucked..."
His foot rested on Dante's shoulder, kicking lightly. Dante ignored it, still keeping Enda's cock in his mouth to lick, suck, and twist.
The already sensitive glans being tormented by him like this, very quickly cried out again, shooting full into Dante's mouth. He kept that load of semen in his mouth, forcefully flipping Enda over onto his stomach, making Enda's butt stick up as high as possible. He leaned down and pushed it all into that greedy little hole, the tip of his tongue poking, swirling, and scratching against the tender fleshy walls.
Enda cried "boo hoo" from the pleasure. The more Dante licked, the more Enda felt an itch, only able to sob and beg, begging Dante to quickly fuck him, as he was already so horny his mind was entirely muddled.