NICHOLAS:"Nice bike."I heard the compliment from my raging state as I struggled to unstrap my helmet. I curiously turned to the voice, and he was on his height, daring and staunching in the dark. He leaned against a wall covered in amateur graffiti, puffing on a smoky cigarette that polluted the air, defining a prodigal waiter notwithstanding his attractive physique.The music from the bar blared, and scantily clad women wandered around with their prey. He looks not so different from those men, they are all filled with randy intents and conquests.He grinned at me as I mounted my bike, paying no attention to his hymn and presence."Riding off with such venom should be the least of your worries," he began, tossing the cigarette to the ground and stamping it out. "The alley is dangerous after sundown, everyone knows that." He paused, waiting for his words to muddle some punch, but I raised my eyebrows precipitously for his continuance; I have no patience in dialogues that have nothi
NICHOLAS:The night had been pleasant, and the morning promised even better. I slowly stretched on the oversized mattress until my hand came to rest on his solid sleeping form. Blinking sleepily, I took in the warm and dimly lit room, my gaze settling on his peaceful presence beside me.The lingering scent of our encounter filled my nostrils, and the gentle sound of his snores affirmed that the night had been equally satisfying for him. I shifted comfortably, stealing a glance at his serene face, memories of our escapade flashing through my mind. The turbulence from his thrusts sweeps me again, wishing he hadn't stopped last night; the desire for more of him still burned within me.We had reveled in exploring each other's bodies, and what he had done to me was worth cherishing as a memory. I could wake him and indulge in another round, but I knew that wasn't how a one-night stand worked. I needed to leave without him knowing. It was a shame that he was too good to be abandoned, but I
WENDY: I drove through my gates with a sleeping Frederick by my side. He didn't move a slight throughout the entire drive, likely worn out from the troubles at the care home. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him; the elderly at the care home never seemed to know when to give a rest and he, as a nice fellow, never called for one.As my headlights illuminated the driveway, the beauty of my peaceful surroundings came into view along with the programmed lamps that ignite only on my drive in. Everything glistened as if it were daylight, causing Frederick to squint his eyes in response."Too bright," he mumbled sleepily from the seat beside me. I couldn't help but smile at his childlike movements.The downpour persisted, and the weather had become unpleasant. While the front entrance of my house provided easy access, I decided to take the back route to the underground garage to shield us from the rain.I parked right behind my Bentley and Frederick groaned as he slowly woke up. He raised
WENDY:My kitchen and utensils were as surprised to see me as I was to see them. I had abandoned them for take-outs since forever, and here I was, finally reconnecting with them.Unfortunately, there wasn't much in the refrigerator except eggs and a jar of corn smash."That will do."I settled for an omelet and some corn meal. Once I finished preparing the food, I set the table and was about to call Frederick down for dinner when I saw him descending the stairs, shining brighter than the solar.He had taken off his ugly glasses and had done something to his hair. His curls sparkled in the stylish half bun he had created. The baggy pants gave him a fashionable look, more better than a model review, and his loose cotton blouse hung sexily off his shoulder.He looked more appetizing than my burnt omelet."You look... nice.""And so are those before me."He is a forward type, I see.I raised an eyebrow in confusion. Although I had a clue as to where he was heading with his comment."Don't
WENDY:"Huh?"Frederick chuckled, finding my opposition amusing, while I did not. Rather than apologies, I'd prefer gratuities. "Then, should I reward you for agreeing to sleep with me?""I didn't realize I agreed to sleep with you as well.""Hey!" He caught onto the joke and blushed. "I never thought of you as someone who tells corny jokes.""I don't."I don't tell jokes, let alone corny ones. It is only periodic I am interested in entertaining Frederick, hence he sees me as a comedian.At once, Frederick rose and came before my face, surprising me by his action. "I could give you a kiss as a reward."I suppressed my fluttered stance and withdrew my head from his closeness. "I might consider that, except I don't appreciate someone who goes around giving kisses as rewards.""Who says I go around giving kisses for rewards?""Well, you just offered one."His face softened, and I could sense his reachable bitterness. "I offered it because it's you," his words came in whispers.That was m
WENDY:I kicked against my suspicions as I watched him hide under me, recovering from the unintended slice I gave him. No, it can't be. Frederick stroked me a while ago without uneasiness, nothing had shown he hadn't done it before.Or possibly, I am wrong. Perhaps he is yet to do it just like his hole portrayed.If it is so, Frederick dear me! Had handled the pierce strongly.I lifted his legs and adjusted in between him again. His shut eyes were baseless, with no sign of objection nor fear. I took my chances and thrust in for a second replay."Arrrgh!""Are you alright?" I withheld. His poor face flattened and I could see traces of teardrops at the corner of his eyes."I am alright.""Do you want me to stop?""You said you won't.""Hey!""No. Don't stop."He exhaled slowly. I could feel the tension in his body yet he urged me to continue.Frederick's flirts and expertise made me think he wasn't new to sex life until I attempted twice in difficulty to go into him; he was narrow an
NICHOLAS:I welcome myself to the vibrant warmth of the silent morning as I throttle through the exuberant city to my apartment. I ride steadily, engulfing the freshness of the atmosphere which is different from that of the countryside.The city had maintained its radiance even in my absence. It has increased, I do say, as I notice the new large billboard of 'Lucky Roggers,' a popular fashion model occupying the boulevard like he owns the sky.I arrived at my district a minute after eight. I had left home early to arrive at this decent hour on the plan of going for a quick job hunt before the end of the day. It is required I pick up a part-time job to sort my daily expenses and, most importantly, prepare for Elena's surgery.I can do anything. It is explicit that searching for a job may be challenging, but I intend to lie about my age and education level; my physique makes it believable. I look older than my age, and so I will portray myself as a responsible adult seeking a job.I keye
NICHOLAS:About half an hour after I was compelled and intimidated by his voice to release my address, a knock along with the doorbell sounded all at once.I do not need to see their hands to know who had politely rang the bell and who wanted to pull the door off its knots by his knock.I swung the door open to Wendy, holding two bottles of red wine. He walked in like we jointly share the rent in his usual sophisticated outfit of pants and black shirt with the buttons, flared to the chest. His perfectly styled hair and impeccable scent filled my room which outshine the backdrop of my apartment at once.He glanced around the spacious living space, his cold expression matching his demeanor. I couldn't discern his thoughts, which contrasted with his outward appearance. Without uttering a word, he walked to a corner and made himself comfortable.Park remained at the door gawking me all over that I nearly got cursed with goosebumps."Damn you!" He made to walk in, but took a step back agai