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stream heartsteel @silverrwolf · 1m
mfers can take my phone BUT THEY CAN’T TAKE MY FREEDOM noobs
10 replies, 1 repost, 110 likes
“And why did they confiscate your phone this time?”
Pink bubblegum popped at Kafka’s question. The petite girl the inquiry was meant for just shrugged in reply, pretending to be unaffected by this major life disaster even though it was the only thing she’d talked about for the last hour.
Ren would know, considering he’d had to sit here and suffer through Silver Wolf’s whining the entire time. He scrolled through the main social media feed on his phone and raised his eyebrows at the angry update Silver Wolf had somehow managed to post online regardless.
“The student council are just assholes, you know that, Kafka!” the girl griped in irritation. Her hands moved restlessly by her sides without her phone to hold on to. An addict deprived of the source of her high, Silver Wolf’s fingers tapped aimlessly in the air to an invisible ghostly rhythm only she knew. “Ren, gimme your phone!”
“No.”
“Give it to me! You’re so boring.”
“Silver Wolf, the student council does not do things like this without a reason,” Kafka told her calmly, with a deliberate patience that’s both mollifying and chilling to hear. She shot a cool smile at Silver Wolf and lifted a single shoulder upwards. “If you wish for me to help you collect your belongings, you must be honest with us.”
Silver Wolf huffed impatiently. “I might’ve started a bet with that one chick that she couldn’t beat me at a speed-run of ToF, okay? It’s not my fault that she’s got such a low IQ that she needs two minutes instead of one. Haters gonna hate.”
“Betting against other students during school hours is against the rules.”
“You sound like you’re defending them, Kafka,” Ren interjected smoothly. Honestly, he couldn’t care less about being here, especially when Silver Wolf’s punishment seemed warranted, but it was rare to hear Kafka in agreement with the student council’s overbearing edicts. “Had a change of heart since your date with the pretty president?”
“Unfortunately, I do not believe she considered it a date,” Kafka replied ruefully. “The lecture she gave me for skipping class last week went on for an entire thirty-two minutes. We didn't even finish the alcohol I snuck in.”
Ren laughed under his breath. “Bet you still listened to every word of it.”
“I did but, alas, a second date was not requested even after my patient efforts,” Kafka said regretfully.
She propped her cheek on her hand as she gazed outside through the classroom window. The sun had already begun to set and a quick glance at the time on Ren’s phone confirmed the late hour. Usually, the trio would have left campus hours ago and would be hanging out at Elio’s place by now. However, when Silver Wolf had texted them in a panic, demanding help to recover her lost phone, what else could they do but come to the miffed girl’s rescue?
Ren still wondered how she’d even managed to text them in the first place.
“You should clarify it was a date next time,” Ren pointed out in a reasonable tone.
Kafka nodded, her lack of foresight at the situation clearly weighing heavily on her mind.
“Um, hello, we’re not here to talk about Kafka’s lack of love life!” Silver Wolf interrupted. She appeared visibly pushed to the limit, her face pale and her hands placed squarely on her hips as she glared at both of them. “I need my phone back!”
“Didn’t they have a meeting today?” Kafka wondered aloud. When she looks at Ren, he gives her an unamused stare in return.
“You'd know better than me.”
Kafka smirked. “I think we both would.”
Ren bristled at that. He thought it fortunate that Kafka’s implication went entirely over Silver Wolf’s head; he definitely did not feel like explaining anything right now. Especially with Silver Wolf pushed to the edge as much as she was.
“I have a raid tonight!” the small girl burst out in annoyance. “I need to text my raid mates and remind them!”
“What do you expect us to do exactly?” Ren asked her, feeling his own patience running thin. “Go and ask them if you want it back so much.”
“I tried! That arrogant secretary just keeps ignoring me and saying ‘it’s school policy’ whenever I beg him to give it back.”
Only Kafka noticed when Ren stiffened at the mention of the student council’s most austere member. There wasn’t a soul in their school who didn’t know of Dan Heng. A beautiful appearance did not soften the boy’s cold, haughty temperament. An uncompromising stickler for the rules, he was second only to the president, Himeko, for enforcing the elite school’s code of conduct day in and day out.
He and Ren did not mix. Fucking acid to alkaline.
Truth be told, none of them got along well with the student council. The entire student body was well-aware of the rivalry that existed between Himeko and Kafka. The leader of the school did not like coming in second place to the rebellious de-facto leader of the school’s misfits. Kafka thought Himeko’s anger was a form of flirtation. Ren learned early on it was pointless to disabuse her of the notion.
He had his own difficult waters to navigate.
“Well, well. How lucky we are to have a way in then.” Kafka crooned.
As Silver Wolf’s face filled with a sudden surge of hope at the young woman’s positive words, Ren glared daggers at Kafka. His fingers curled tightly around his phone as he silently sent her a message ‘not to fucking dare suggest–’
Kafka sent him a smug grin. “Isn’t that right, Ren?”
When Silver Wolf bent pleading eyes on him then, Ren thought seriously about hurtling himself out of the window.
The halls of the school were eerily quiet this time of night. It was not surprising, as only a rare soul would choose to remain in a classroom after hours if they could help it. The members of the student council, as odd as they were, happened to fit that unusual bill.
Ren didn’t bother to conceal his arrival to the classroom. He enjoyed the consequences of his bold actions as he yanked open the classroom door and let it slam back noisily into the frame. The resounding thud echoed inside the room.
The one Ren had come to see was far too used to Ren’s behavior. Emerald eyes lifted briefly to see Ren standing in the doorway before Dan Heng looked down, instantly dismissive.
“Go home,” the secretary said shortly.
“You have something that belongs to us,” the tall student drawled in return.
With a swagger in his steps, Ren strode forward until he reached Dan Heng’s seated form. They were the only two present in here and Ren assumed the student council meeting must have concluded only a short time earlier. The diligent secretary must have stayed behind to finish editing his notes after it.
Ren ignored the laptop that consumed the other’s full attention. When he slapped both his palms on the surface of the desk, it rocked under the sudden exertion of force.
Dan Heng’s mouth tightened. “So, what?”
“I’ve come to get it back.”
Perhaps cautious about the well-being of his equipment, the dark-haired beauty reached for the lid of his laptop and gently lowered it. “On what grounds?” Dan Heng asked, lifting a single brow in question. “I was under the impression she broke the rules. Disobedience is not tolerated at Cloudford.”
“How high and mighty you sound,” Ren crooned, grinning at the other. “Tell me where in this glorious rulebook it says that taking a phone is a suitable punishment for a mutually consenting bet.”
He leaned over the desk, vermilion eyes glued to a luminous pair of jade. “Your friend agreed to play with Silver Wolf. Both of them should be punished,” he reasoned, “or neither.”
Dan Heng’s nails tapped an idle rhythm on the surface of the desk. Short locks of raven black fell in tousled curls over his forehead. When Dan Heng returned Ren’s perusal, his gaze was contemplative.
“The code of conduct states that confiscation is justified when a rule has been broken,” he stated, with the confidence of one reciting the passage of a book he has long committed to memory. “Should she want her phone returned sooner than tomorrow, she needs to write a formal apology and submit it to the council for consideration.”
Ren clicked his tongue. “Come on, babe. Being a stickler is so unsexy.”
Dan Heng hummed lightly. “I’m willing to consider a suitable alternative to the apology letter.”
“Heh.” Sunset eyes gleamed with a sudden interest. “Now we’re talkin’. What kind of alternative?”
“You apologize in her place.”
The smile froze on Ren’s face. Confusion flickered across the male’s features before it was replaced by a dawning look of annoyance. “Don’t toy with me,” he snarled.
Dan Heng didn't bat an eyelash at Ren’s rapidly-darkening glare. Instead, Dan Heng pushed back in his chair. Its wooden feet made a low scraping sound against the linoleum floor.
Dan Heng extended one leg out and propped his foot casually on the edge of the desk. The other knee remained bent. “I’m perfectly serious,” he countered. His lips curved with a dangerous smile. “Scared?”
Ren sneered. “If I was scared of something like that, I might as well write ‘loser’ on my ass and post the photo online.”
Dan Heng’s slender fingers dipped into the pocket of his trousers. The uniform garment was standard-issue and a match to the same uniform Ren wore. However, while Dan Heng’s appearance remained immaculate from head to toe, Ren’s casual spin on the school attire had earned him plenty of admonishments over the years. His shirt was never fully buttoned, revealing far too much of his generous chest to the students’ eyes.
Dan Heng’s gaze dipped unconsciously lower. He studied the smooth expanse of skin exposed by the missing top buttons and ran his tongue along his bottom lip. “Then what’s the problem?”
The prize had been tucked away before and now was revealed: Silver Wolf’s cellphone was held pinched between Dan Heng’s fingertips for Ren to see. Ren recognized the phone cover: black, with a metallic chrome hearts finish. Ren remembered that it had come from some limited-edition merchandise bundle Silver Wolf had begged Kafka for weeks to buy her.
Reluctance gripped his frame as he realized he’d hit a wall. He had his pride, too. Through gritted teeth, Ren muttered, “There is no problem.”
Dan Heng lifted his hand and pointed a single finger downwards. “Get on your knees.”
A shocked laugh escaped Ren. “You’re not serious.”
Dan Heng’s expression remained blank.
“You’re actually serious,” Ren said in disbelief. “Who knew the student council members were so perverted? Does this get you off or something?”
Silver Wolf– no, Kafka– owed him way more than a fucking limited edition game after this.
He watched as Dan Heng tilted his head, a small smile playing on his lips as he tapped the screen of Silver Wolf’s phone. The lock screen appeared but Dan Heng’s movements were aimless in nature, as if he couldn’t care less about what happened to the mobile device. He pressed buttons with his fingernails and Ren could already hear the dismay in Silver Wolf’s voice when she discovered it later.
‘If he fucked up my phone, I’ll hack the whole school system!– ’
Silver Wolf might even do that regardless. That being so, Ren still preferred to keep the dramatics to a minimum, if possible.
“Fine. Fine.” he grunts, irritated.
To think he was doing this for some pretentious ass on a power trip. Ren’s eyes blazed with annoyance as he reluctantly, and very slowly, got on his knees. He did not look away from the smugness visible on Dan Heng’s face as Ren knelt in between the student’s widespread thighs.
“All you want is a ‘sorry,’ right?” Ren spat out. “Why settle for a verbal one then? You’re already seated so far up on your high horse.”
Emerald eyes flickered with intrigue. “You have something else to offer?”
Ren stiffened, unable to believe it when Dan Heng suddenly reached out to him. Delicate fingers brushed lightly across Ren’s cheek, then trailed upwards across his face, to slip into the dark silk of Ren’s hair.
“I didn’t give you permission to touch me,” Ren growled.
“You were saying?” Dan Heng reminded him, deliberately ignoring the last remark.
“Fuck you.”
“Ah…” the raven-haired beauty clicked his tongue. “I don’t believe that was it.”
Ren inwardly tightened the lid over his anger. The fact that Dan Heng’s caress felt so pleasant as he combed his fingers through Ren’s tied hair was not important right now. “In exchange for you and your shitty council leaving me and mine alone from now on,” he hissed lowly. “I’ll fuck you. Here and now.”
“You’re willing to whore yourself out for your friends?” Dan Heng’s laugh was sinister above him. Mocking. “How loyal you are.”
“Don’t act like you’re not interested.”
He took advantage of Dan Heng’s indulgent mood and shifted forward. Ren struck out like a snake: his hands clamping down on Dan Heng’s soft thighs as he brought his mouth right to the juncture in between. Ren blew a deliberate stream of hot air against the sensitive spot and was rewarded by Dan Heng’s visceral shiver.
“All this for a phone,” Dan Heng mused aloud, with a low chuckle. He clenched his fingers in Ren’s hair, grabbing a fistful and pulling so that Ren’s head immediately snapped up.
“And for you to leave us alone,” Ren emphasized as a reminder. He licked his lips, leaving them glistening as he smirked up at Dan Heng. “Also, because I want to.”
“Is that so?”
“You’ve no idea what you’re like, do you, Dan Heng? Walking around this place so sure of yourself. That cold attitude– even when you keep looking at me the way you do.”
“How do I look at you?” He sounded genuinely curious to Ren’s ears. The kneeling one reached for the metal zipper to Dan Heng’s trousers. Ren jerked the clasp downwards and enjoyed the way the other trembled with anticipation.
“Like you don’t know whether you want me or hate me.”
Anger flit across Dan Heng’s pretty features as his face darkened with a scowl. Ren only laughed at that, the sound ripe with cruelty as he undid the folds of fabric concealing the other from him. Immediately, Ren saw the proof of Dan Heng’s arousal: a damp spot that rapidly spread as Ren growled in approval at the sight.
“What a hot pussy you have.” Ren leaned in and flattened his tongue against the seam of Dan Heng’s clothed cunt. He licked at him, feeling a surge of satisfaction when Dan Heng’s hand clenched tighter into his hair. “So fucking wet already.” Ren pressed his mouth against the damp center, lapping at it and feeling his own erection swell as he felt Dan Heng squirming beneath him.
“I’m not… hearing an apology out of you," Dan Heng said breathlessly.
Dan Heng’s eyelids lowered halfway as he arched back against the chair. As he gazed at Ren nestled between his thighs, he hooked his leg over Ren’s shoulder to spread himself even more.
Ren curled his finger beneath the edge of Dan Heng’s underwear. When Ren tugged the fabric aside, Dan Heng moaned as cool air teased his exposed folds.
“Accept my offer first,” Ren reminded him, his lips curving into a grin. His tongue flicked deliberately along Dan Heng’s glistening slit, tasting the boy and finding him sweet. He pressed his fingers against the edges of Dan Heng’s sopping cunt and pulled the folds apart.
“Fine,” Dan Heng panted. “She can have her— phone back… after this.”
“And your shit council needs to quit harrassing us.”
This stipulation earned Ren a glare. To which Ren answered by bringing his mouth to Dan Heng’s swollen clit. He kissed the taut bud and fluttered his eyelashes coyly as Dan Heng stayed rebelliously silent.
“Not good enough?” Ren taunted. His teeth grazed the other’s sensitive peak in an undeniable warning.
“It’s not that easy,” Dan Heng protested with a huff of disapproval. “It's not like I can just ignore whenever one of you breaks the rules from now on. And I know you will. It’s inevitable with you lot.”
“You can and you will for me,” Ren cajoled him. “For me, you’ll look away. For me, you’ll turn the other cheek.”
He took Dan Heng’s clit between his lips and sucked. Dan Heng’s lilting moan sang sweetly in his ears and Ren felt the boy’s seeking grip on his shoulders. The flavor of Dan Heng’s arousal hit his tongue, filled his senses, and Ren grunted as his own cock began to ache unbearably in response. Every passing second, it became more uncomfortable as his erection strained against the fabric of his too-tight trousers.
Ren reached downwards to undo the zipper and took his length in hand. He groaned as he licked messily at Dan Heng’s slick folds, the taste of the other fueling his lust-addled mind. A quick glance upwards revealed how flushed Dan Heng had become under his ministrations, the boy’s cheeks mottled red as the male panted with need.
“What do you say, Dan Heng?” Ren pressed as he stroked his cock with slow, deliberate movements. Emerald eyes shot down to watch as Ren cupped himself, his palm smoothing over the thick, leaking length. The look in Dan Heng’s eyes was hungry. “I’m gonna fuck your pretty cunt here and now… if you give me what I want.”
“I can’t… ignore–” Dan Heng whined, only to cry out as Ren’s fingertips joined the abuse against his clit. When Ren rubbed at him meaningfully, pinching and stroking the sweet bud with his fingers, Dan Heng keened. “Fine– fine! I’ll give her back the fucking phone– just stop teasing me!”
The moment Ren’s tongue delved inside the other’s heat, thrusting inside Dan Heng’s pussy in relentless rhythm, the beautiful male moaned so loudly it echoed in the classroom. He knew what Ren actually wanted to hear but Dan Heng stubbornly tried to hold back until the last possible moment. It was not until Ren escalated the pressure by caressing Dan Heng’s twitching clit, at the same time he tasted every bit of Dan Heng’s messy cunt, that the student council member cried out in surrender.
Dan Heng tilted his hips up and pushed Ren’s face greedily against him, moaning in pleasure as his climax built up rapidly inside him. “I’ll do it, fuck– just please… fuck me, Ren, please–”
Ren doesn’t care that he’s nearly suffocating. If this is the way to die, so be it. With Dan Heng’s juices filling his mouth like honey, Ren drowned himself in the sweet taste of the arrogant boy. He heard Dan Heng’s high-pitched mewls and could guess the other was getting closer and closer to the edge.
Ren swiped his thumb across the top of his cock, collecting the pre-cum and slicking it messily along his heavy length. He stroked himself from base to tip as he enjoyed this rare feeling of anticipation burning him up from the inside out.
As strong as Dan Heng’s grip was, it was nothing compared to Ren’s physical strength. He broke the other’s hold with ease as he jerked his head back right before Dan Heng could find relief. Dan Heng slumped back in the seat when he did, looking like an unsatisfied mess with an unfocused gaze as he looked anywhere but at Ren. The latter smirked.
“You taste like fucking candy.”
Dan Heng’s eyes widened in astonishment as they whipped to Ren’s grinning face. If Ren wanted to fluster the prim student even more, his aim had clearly struck true. Ren saw the way Dan Heng’s fist suddenly clenched, as if intending to attack the other right then and there.
“You’re so hot when you’re ticked off,” Ren goaded him even more. He liked the way Dan Heng’s pupils dilated with anger at his taunting words. Who knew such a pristine student could look like a complete slut right now, with his pants undone and his cunt wet from Ren’s attention?
His cock rested stiff against his stomach as he reached for Dan Heng. Ren gave the other no time to change his mind as he dragged Dan Heng bodily up from the chair and yanked at the younger male’s trousers. Dan Heng’s arms wrapped around Ren’s shoulders as the boy buried his face in the curve of Ren’s neck.
“You didn’t bring a condom,” Dan Heng grumbled, his teeth scraping against Ren’s throat.
“Yeah, well, didn’t think I’d be fucking you here, otherwise I’d have come a little more prepared. Besides,” Ren answered, his voice dipping low, “it’s not like you’ve minded that before.”
“Shut up and fuck me already.”
“Now, now, princess. No need to rush.” There’s delight in Ren’s expression as he slid his hands beneath Dan Heng’s thighs and hoisted the boy up and onto the surface of the desk. Dan Heng mumbled something unintelligible, which only made Ren chuckle more.
“What was that?”
“I said,” Dan Heng repeated mutinously and narrowed his eyes, “we don’t have all fucking day for your teasing.”
Ren’s gaze hardened at that. He pulled harshly at Dan Heng’s trousers and tossed them carelessly onto the floor. After he’d stripped the boy’s lower half bare, he jerked Dan Heng forward until his stiffened length rubbed tauntingly against Dan Heng’s quivering folds.
“If you speak to me like that one more time,” Ren growls in warning, his grave stare cold with seriousness, “I’ll put your bitchy mouth to better use.”
His hand came up sharply to grasp Dan Heng by the throat. The boy choked as Ren’s fingers pressed firmly against the sides of his neck. Dan Heng mewled at the show of force, and at the expertly-applied pressure that darkened the edges of his vision and made Dan Heng weak in the knees. He wrapped his fingers around Ren’s wrist in a loose clasp and moaned.
“Do you understand me?” Ren pressed him, unrelenting. Demanding obedience.
Dan Heng smiled, a languid expression full of undeniable affection. “Mhm. I’ll be good.”
“Ah, my pretty princess. You’re always so good for me in the end, aren’t you?” Ren’s thumb hovered against Dan Heng’s pulse, stroking the boy there until a pleasurable shiver rippled through Dan Heng’s tense form.
“Mmm,” Dan Heng hummed in agreement.
The cradle of Dan Heng’s lush thighs was too inviting to resist any longer. Addictive. Perched as he is on the desk, there’s no resistance, only pleasure as Ren aligned the tip of his cock to Dan Heng’s waiting heat.
“Maybe I’ll only give you just the tip this time,” he teased the other, clearly enjoying the immediate frustration that rippled behind Dan Heng’s jade eyes. “Until you apologize to me.”
“You didn’t even tell me 'sorry' like you promised,” Dan Heng reminded him with a whine.
Ren laughed. “Later. I’ll even write the damn thing out for you.”
“Mmm…”
He wanted Dan Heng and would have him. The blunt head of his cock was pushed forward and Ren swallowed back a groan as Dan Heng’s hot cunt enclosed around him in an instant. His pulsing walls gripped around Ren’s length, welcoming him in deep, as Ren slowly sank inside him. They fit so perfectly together: Dan Heng’s pussy squelching around his cock and squeezing greedily around it.
“Haaaa… babe, you love getting eaten out, don’t you?” Ren hissed in pleasure as he buried his cock inside to the hilt. His balls slapped against Dan Heng’s ass and he felt as a new surge of wetness leaked out of the boy’s cunt. “You’re so wet… fuck…”
“B-Be quiet,” Dan Heng warned him, his voice barely a thread of sound. His eyes darkened with lust as he braced his weight on his palms. Leaning back, he offered himself willingly, knees lifted up as he felt Ren grinding deep inside him. “There’s people… still around…”
“You think I’m gonna be quiet while I’m fucking you? That’s not how it’s gonna work, princess.”
Ren pressed down on Dan Heng’s throat once more, watching carefully as a dazed look of euphoria flashed across the younger’s face. As quickly as it appeared, Ren removed his hand. Dan Heng sputtered as oxygen flooded back into his lungs.
Ren brought his mouth to Dan Heng’s ear. “You started this, Dan Heng. You’re gonna deal with the consequences.”
He lowered his hands to grip Dan Heng by the waist. The boy’s body tapered down to a slender curve that Ren could span easily with both hands. He pinned Dan Heng to the desk and lifted his eyebrows at him, his vermilion eyes blazing with an arrogant command. “You’ll risk whoever is out there hearing how you moan like a slut for my cock.”
Ren pulled his hips back, his cock dragging along Dan Heng’s sensitive walls. Dan Heng cried out in bliss at the feeling and then moaned, the sound sharp and needy, as Ren immediately plunged back in.
“You’ll risk me cumming inside you,” Ren growled as heat collected at the base of his spine. “And you’ll also imagine,” he grunted in between rough, deliberate thrusts, “the way such a good, proper student council member was…” Another thrust has Dan Heng whimpering loudly. “... knocked up by a low-life he pretends to hate.”
Dan Heng clawed at the collar of Ren’s unbuttoned shirt. He tugged the other’s head down until they were kissing, their sloppy mouths fused and biting, as Ren began to fuck him without restraint. Needy growls and mewls were swallowed up by fiercely shared kisses as the passion built up between them.
So desperate and full of longing, Dan Heng clung to him greedily. His ankles hooked at the small of Ren’s back to keep the other close as Ren thrust in a relentless tempo. Dan Heng’s pussy clenched around Ren’s cock, milking the length as if he actually wanted to risk being bred by him.
It was insane. The need to breed Dan Heng, to fill up the boy’s womb with seed and see him plump and round with Ren’s baby, it was a sudden, reckless obsession that overtook Ren’s senses.
“Ren!” Dan Heng gasped out, the moment Ren’s pace quickened at the very thought of it. He could sense the primal change in the male as Ren rutted into Dan Heng fiercely, the tip of his cock kissing the boy’s cervix as if he wanted to pierce it. “Ren– Ren, you’ll–”
“Yeah, yeah, I will–” Ren groaned in desperation. He grinded his hips harshly into Dan Heng, hardly pulling out as he thrust mindlessly into the other’s slick cunt. “–I decided I wanna... knock you up, after all… nnnh… won’t you take it, princess? Take it.”
Dan Heng couldn’t make him stop even if he wanted to; Ren was too far gone in his desire and Dan Heng proved equally as needy, equally as reckless as he wrapped his arms around Ren’s shoulders. He licked at Ren’s throat, the beads of sweat on his skin tasting salty on Dan Heng’s tongue.
“Mm– g-gonna come… gonna come–” Dan Heng whimpered, his mind dazed with arousal as Ren’s cock hit him just right. That sweet spot– that angle– Dan Heng’s eyes squeezed closed as ecstasy swept through him. “Oh, god– god, god…”
His nails dug painfully into Ren’s shoulders, signaling to the latter that he was almost there. Ren stilled his hips and gripped onto Dan Heng’s waist tightly. His mouth traveled over the curve of Dan Heng’s ear as Ren whispered meaningfully, “Use me.”
Dan Heng didn’t need to be told twice. He looped his arms up around Ren’s neck, dragging the other to his mouth for a messy kiss as he grinded in tight circles against Ren’s length. Ren held himself still with great effort as Dan Heng chased his pleasure. He rubbed his clit shamelessly against Ren’s cock, stimulating himself, and rutting against him until the soft mewls that left Dan Heng’s mouth became full-blown whines.
Closer and closer. Ren felt the way Dan Heng quivered beneath him, Ren’s name spilling like a waterfall from Dan Heng’s lips as the boy’s head tilted back in bliss. When Dan Heng finally came, he tensed beneath Ren, his body arching as his walls pulsed and squeezed suffocatingly tight around Ren’s length.
“Ren– Ren…”
“Fuck, princess,” Ren growled. He thinks he could cum from this feeling alone. Or even just from the knowledge that Dan Heng had been so horny for his cock that he could use Ren in this degrading way. “Fuck you.”
As the waves of euphoria washed through Dan Heng, Ren fucked him through it. He sucked on Dan Heng’s swollen lips, kissing the other hard and breathless as he shoved his cock deep inside his lover’s messy cunt. A new gush of liquid coated Ren’s length as Dan Heng’s overstimulated pussy continued to twitch around him.
“Take responsibility,” Dan Heng whispered to him heatedly. Their foreheads touched as Ren looked deeply into the other’s disoriented eyes.
“As if I wouldn’t,” he grunted in reply. He rushed to the edge, hurtling himself over it with a loud cry of satisfaction as he emptied himself fully into Dan Heng’s heat. The tip of Ren’s cock pressed firmly to the entrance of Dan Heng’s unprotected womb as Ren’s seed spurted hotly inside him.
Just the idea of actually knocking up the student council member turned him on mercilessly. His lips found Dan Heng’s blindly as Ren kept himself pressed firmly against the other. There was no way his root wouldn’t take like this, not when Ren refused to move and kept Dan Heng filled with him until the very end.
When Dan Heng’s palms smoothed over Ren’s spine, Ren knew Dan Heng didn’t mind his obsession in the least. As awareness gradually returned to him, Ren lifted his head and pressed a soft kiss to the curve of Dan Heng’s jaw.
“I hope you’ve remembered everything you need to apologize for,” the younger told him, mischief glinting in his emerald eyes. “The list seems to be getting longer by the second.”
“I didn’t even start this shit,” Ren complained.
“Loyalty is a virtue,” Dan Heng cooed comfortingly.
“Mm, and so is keeping one’s promises,” Ren acknowledged with confidence. He cupped Dan Heng’s face and admired once more the beauty who looked back at him with an obvious fondness. “I’ll write the damn apology and take responsibility, if necessary.”
“Yes. Leaving me a single parent would be a dick move.”
“I don’t know… the breakup and makeup sex would be hot.”
The resounding ‘smack’ of his boyfriend's punishing hand on Ren’s shoulder was probably, admittedly, well-deserved.
“Ew– Ren, are you kidding me? What the actual fuck is this?!”
When Silver Wolf shoved her (newly-returned) phone in his face, Ren was not the only one surprised at the recorded video being played to him. Dan Heng’s button-pressing hadn’t been unintentional at all, he realized with a dawning horror. The video clearly showed when they’d... on the desk–
“I guess I could use this as blackmail for next time,” Silver Wolf muttered. Ren immediately snatched the phone out of her hand.
“Delete this,” he ordered sternly.
“You don’t want a proof shot of you dicking down your secret boyfriend?” Silver Wolf taunted. She jumped up and swiped the cell phone immediately back.
Ren tilted his head. “Alright, send it to me then delete it.”
“Kafka!” Silver Wolf whined in protest.
“Do as he says,” Kafka answered, a smile playing on her face. “And do thank him for his service while you’re at it.”
“Fuck you both and…” she grumbled, not meeting Ren’s eyes. “...thank you, I guess. Whatever. Gross.”
stream heartsteel @silverrwolf · 10m
Talk a big game take a big loss!!!
5 replies, 45 reposts, 560 likes
kafka @bosskafka · 9m
@silverrwolf i’m afraid you’re the one who lost this time, sweetie.
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himeko @cloudfordpresident · 8m
@bosskafka @silverrwolf do i even want to know?
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stream heartsteel @silverrwolf · 7m
@cloudfordpresident @bosskafka NO
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