33. Dream come true

Storm crossed the distance between them, he tried to touch Bash’s face but he dodged his hand. For the first time forever, Bash could see genuine concern in Storm’s eyes.

He grounded his jaws in frustration at the rejection then asked, “are you okay? Who made you cry ?”

Bash took a step back towards his hallway to disperse their close proximity. “With all due respect Mr. Storm, but my wellbeing is not your business.”

Storm in turn took a big step forward and held Bash in his arms. He lifted the shocked boy’s chin and pressed a warm kiss on his lips. “Now that’s where you are wrong, Amor, your wellbeing is my business.”

Bash’s mouth that fell after the sudden kiss slowly closed he tried to break free but Storm’s grip was firm, however he continued struggling. “Let me go Storm, if you are horny go get one of your playthings to cater for your needs but right now I am not in the mood.”

Storm’s shoulders dropped as he heaved tiredly. How comical that a boy who has