13 Chapter 12

The white walls of the bathroom and the morning sunlight which poured in from the windows, made it impossible for Hansel to unsee the salacious deed he was committing. The subtle change in the color of Derek's cheeks, his half-closed eyes which were filled with carnal desire and peered into his own, and his shoulders which became red and bruised from Hansel's nails constantly digging into them, Hansel could see everything as clear as a day even though his vision was blurred.

Lifting his head up, Derek placed a soft kiss on Hansel's forehead. He wiped the tears which fell down his cheeks and gazed at him lovingly. It must be painful, Derek thought. But he had always dreamed about doing this to him, and now that they had come so far, he had no plans to spare him.

The room was filled with Hansel's moans as Derek thrusted inside him continuously. While his hips collided with Hansel's, who was on top of him, he was drowning him with kisses. His lips which trailed down Hansel's neck left the skin where he had touched, searing with ecstasy. Derek, still unsated, sucked hard at his chest, nibbling and injuring his nipples with his teeth. Hansel hissed in pain. He could feel Derek losing control.

Derek's large member prodded his soft, heated walls, searching for that erogenous spot he had found earlier using his fingers. Hansel felt he was going to go insane every time Derek thrusted inside him. His mind was turning blank and his vision was getting blurrier with every passing second. Even though it was painful, the pleasure he received was like the effect from some potent aphrodisiac. He could feel his body turn more erotic when Derek hit the place where he loved it the most. Every fiber within his body was being stimulated by Derek, his desire becoming slave to Derek's mercy.

"Nnh…every time you move…the water gets in as well…" Hansel's words did nothing but turn Derek on even more.

The temperature was rising due to the friction of their rubbing bodies. Derek's unending kisses, their connected bodies and his fiery gaze which watched him with both warmth and lust, all of them were violently burning Hansel up. His mouth, due to the intense heat, opened against his will.

"I-It's not….Ahh…not enough…"

"Really?" Derek asked, smirking. He was not amused to see Hansel growing impatient. He was already hitting him where he could feel it the most. Hansel's pleas just made him want to tease him more. "What should we do?" he asked, but his tone didn't seem like he was questioning.

Hansel leaned, resting his head on Derek's right shoulder. His hot breath fanned Derek's nape. His body was trembling. He brought his hands to his front, not able to endure the frustration anymore but they were caught by Derek.

"The only one allowed to touch you is me." Derek declared with a sly smile. He was enjoying every moment of this. "So, tell me, is there something you want me to do?"

Under normal circumstances, such unchaste words would have burned Hansel from head to toe, but this was no ordinary event and the man he was clinging to, was no less than an inferno. Without much pondering, Hansel blurted out the words he wanted to say, "I want to come." But no matter how desperate he was, he still blushed at his own words. They were worthy of rebuke, had anyone heard him speaking that way.

No matter how adorable Hansel was being, the need to bully him didn't lessen in Derek's heart. He just wanted to tease him a little more, make him submit himself to Derek so that he could no longer think about anyone other than him. "I'm asking you one last time. What do you want me to do?"

Hansel looked at him with pleading eyes. He didn't want to speak those sinful words but he was not showing any signs of backing down. What's more, he looked a little excited, waiting for the words to come out of Hansel's mouth, as if he was anticipating them.

Hansel gave in, speaking in a shaking voice, "P-please ru-rub me so that I can come." He went red as he uttered these humiliating words and sobbed from embarrassment.

Derek felt sad watching Hansel cry. Perhaps he went too far with the joke, he thought. Of course, Hansel would consider it shameful to say those words to the lord he served. But it also meant that he hadn't accepted Derek yet since he was so perturbed over speaking some informal words. The fault lied with Derek as well, since he ever told Hansel his true feelings in the first place.

"Let's come together then." With this, Derek fulfilled Hansel's wish. Tears stopped and Hansel once again was submerged in bliss. The warm feeling in his belly and Derek's hands which brought him immense pleasure pulled his mind into a sense of euphoria. His clouded vision could not focus on anything. It felt like he lost his mind even more with every passing second. Trapped in this ecstasy, it was no longer his concern to hold his voice back. His moans which echoed in the bathroom, were like music to Derek's ears.

"C, coming…nhh…" Hansel cried. His body trembled uncontrollably, marking the climax of his excitement. Derek felt the same way too. But instead of wasting time declaring that, he captured Hansel's lips instead. His warm tongue penetrated Hansel's mouth, rubbing the roof and sucking his tongue, sometimes grazing it with his teeth and biting his lips. It was a rough kiss which turned gentle as waves of euphoria surged out of their bodies.

Finally, Derek broke the kiss. He noticed that Hansel's breathing was ragged and opened his eyes only to see him tearing up.

"What happened? Does it hurt that bad?" Derek asked, flustered. He had made sure to loosen Hansel up properly and had also waited for him to become accustomed to his size. To think it still hurt him so much even after he had pulled out. His mind was blank.

To his relief, Hansel shook his head. He didn't know what he'd do if Hansel said he hated him after all that. Derek let out the breath he didn't even know he was holding. But if it was not the reason, then he could only ask more. "Did you not like it?"

Hansel silently chewed his bottom lip and Derek felt all the weight in the world suddenly crashed on top of his head at once. For someone like Hansel, silence was consent. Derek suddenly felt powerless, as if all his energy had drained out of his body. He collapsed on Hansel, who at once supported him with his arms.

"I, it's not like I ha-hated it…" he stuttered, trying to comfort Derek who was behaving like a dead fish. "It's because you always te-tease me."

"What?" Derek, whose face was nestled in Hansel's chest, trying to hide his face, looked up at once. "Did I tease you so much that you hate me now?" his complexion was even paler than before, if something.

"I don't hate you." Hansel stated. It was the truth. No matter what, he couldn't bring himself to hate Derek. "Even if you are assertive and underhanded, you've always been kind to me. It's just that saying th-those words just embarrasses me." he lowered his gaze, red.

"You're being awfully honest today." Derek muttered. He couldn't understand if he was being praised or ridiculed, but he decided to go with former. "Anyway, what words embarrassed you?" Derek, now, had fully recovered himself and his brain was working satisfactorily as well, "You see, if you don't tell me, I won't know what not to say."

"Th-those words, y-you know." Hansel blushed. He did not have courage to elucidate what 'those words' were. Unconsciously, he looked up at Derek's face, only to find a smug grin plastered on it.

"You're teasing me again, aren't you?" Hansel was annoyed, for the first time. He couldn't believe Derek could toy with him this easily. And here he was seriously considering how to answer the question!

He stood up from Derek's lap to leave. Though he had all the plans to walk away, his body refused to agree with him. He lost all the strength in his knees even before he was on his feet completely, and fell on top of Derek. It felt akin to some old building crumpling down in earthquake.

"Careful!" Derek caught him before his head hit the edge of the bath tub. Both of their hearts were beating loudly, Derek's especially. After what took place in the armory, he could never completely calm down even after Hansel's wound had healed. And this incident just now could have turned into something really bad, had Derek not interrupted his fall.

"Wh- what? I can't feel my legs…"