I guided him all the way to the parking lot, hastily opening the door and urging him into the passenger seat. Every second delayed felt like an invitation for potential danger, leaving me anxious about who might lay eyes on him, who might snatch him away. Once I got into the car, I wasted no time in driving off. It wasn't until we were well beyond the confines of the supermarket that I finally stopped the car, stealing a glance at the precious one beside me, who had narrowly escaped harm. "Are you okay?""Yeah, I'm fine, thank you, Ryan."It was a relief that he was okay. But when I saw the hickey on his neck, that familiar surge of anger rose within me."Neil, when something like this happens, you have to protect yourself. What if I hadn't been there, or if I wasn't by your side next time?""I'm sorry.""I don't want your apologies! I want you to stand up to them! If they try to force you, you have to push back!""I did push back, but they grabbed me.""You're a man, can't you push

Before he could take advantage of the opportunity to escape, I swiftly encircled his waist with my arms, pulling him close and positioning him firmly on my lap. The pressure of my embrace conveyed both control and intimacy, ensuring he was aware of my presence and authority. As he hesitated, torn between the impulse to resist and the desire to comply, I seized the moment to carefully examine his neck.The sight of the numerous hickeys adorning his skin sent a rush of conflicting emotions coursing through me. How intense must my hunger had been to leave such a visible trail? There was a mix of exhilaration and embarrassment as I beheld the tangible evidence of our passion. What had driven me to mark him so extensively?The realization of my own fervor left me grappling with a sense of satisfaction tinged with unease. Amidst this emotional turbulence, a pang of empathy pricked at my conscience: What had he endured, bearing such physical reminders, he thought of his potential discomfort

Neil had an evening class, so I suggested he wait for me at the school after it ended, and I would come to pick him up. After a few rounds of his resistance and my persistence, I emerged victorious; he relented. With nothing pressing to attend to at home, I decided to head to the school early. Little did I know, I would encounter a disconcerting sight.I spotted a group of familiar faces waiting outside the door. These were the thugs who had previously bullied Neil at the supermarket, accompanied by a few unfamiliar ones who seemed to be waiting for Neil to finish class. A sinking feeling gripped my heart; this was not a good sign. Without hesitation, I made a swift decision to intervene personally, determined to prevent the situation from escalating further.As I approached the door, I could feel the tension in the air thickening, a palpable sense of apprehension mingling with my determination. My steps were resolute as I approached the group, my mind racing with strategies to defuse

As Neil's birthday approached, I found myself engulfed in a whirlwind of secret planning, determined to orchestrate a celebration unlike any other. With the day falling on a Saturday and neither of us having any classes, I resolved to whisk Neil away on a two-day, one-night adventure to a serene hot spring retreat. Every detail meticulously plotted, I labored over each element, striving to tailor the experience to his tastes and ensure that this trip would become a cherished memory between us.On the Saturday morning of Neil's birthday, I eagerly delved into the final and most crucial stage of my preparations. Sneaking into his room while he slumbered peacefully, I carefully selected a few of his favorite outfits from his closet, envisioning his delighted expression when he discovered them neatly packed for our journey. With quiet determination, I gathered some of his go-to skincare products and facial cleansers from his bathroom, ensuring that his grooming routine wouldn't be disrupt

Waking up to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, I found myself lost in the warmth of the previous night's memories. As I lay there, eyes closed, I couldn't help but replay the events of yesterday, each moment etched vividly in my mind. It was one of those rare, perfect days that you wish could last forever.With a contented smile playing on my lips, I slowly opened my eyes, eager to start the day by stealing a glance at the man who had filled my heart with joy. But as my gaze fell upon him, nestled in the embrace of slumber, something caught my attention. Instead of being wrapped in my arms, he held a small grey wolf plushie close to his chest.Instantly, a twinge of jealousy stirred within me. How could he choose a stuffed toy over me? Suppressing the feeling, I gently extracted myself from his embrace and reached for the plushie, my mind already concocting playful scenarios of reclaiming my place as the sole object of his affection.With the plushie in hand, I ti