Unforgivable Act

[WARNING: BL CONTENT]

When did exactly my normal and boring life change? Is it when I got resurrected from this fragile body or when the time I encountered him? He is the person who tend to make me show my true self which I wish to hide forever.

I really hate him. I hate how he awoken something different from who I really am. He's no different from others who wish to use me.

But...

He starts caressing my hips as if he's measuring it while his kisses trailed down my jaw and neck. His hot breath linger on my neck down to my chest which I guess he's leaving some marks. A small moan came out from my mouth as he start licking my nipples, devouring it like a baby.

"I see, you're sensitive here," he said, smirking.

Before I could react, his finger entered mine making me moan loudly that almost lost my sanity. This just new to me. I want to push him to stop but the sensation I felt of the way he thrust his finger playfully while devouring every inches of my body is too much making me want more. I can't help it but to grip his hair tight.

"Don't-- ahhh..."

I trembled as he enter another finger. He starts kissing me again and our tongue entangled leaving no space between us. I can't help the sensation I'm feeling right now. I know it's not right but it just feels really good that I couldn't stop him for doing this to me. I don't know but I am starting to get addicted by his touch.

"I guess I already loosened you."

I gritted my teeth in annoyance of his smirk. I use to see him cold and distant but now he's being dangerously playful. I whimper as he removed his finger. In a sudden, I could feel his thing's tip touching me down there. I automatically panicked because of the tingling sensation it creates.

"Stop! Get off me, you asshole!" Upon realizing what would he going to do next, I tried to push him away but he grasped my wrist preventing me to push him. I gasped when with one fluid thrust, he buried his hugeness inside mine. An unexpected pain enveloped my whole being without me realizing that I am already crying.

I want to punch him but he's way too strong, leaving me powerless. However, his soft and comforting whispers behind my ear makes me calm a little especially that he starts kissing me again and release my hands from his grip. My nails dugged into his hard biceps as he starts thrusting waiting for us to reach the pinnacle of our desire.

"You cannot hide from me anymore, Harris. Every inch of your body is mine. Mine alone. Remember that," he whispered with a hint of a threat.

I don't know where things gone really wrong. Perhaps meeting him during bad circumstances is a bad thing. After all, what we've done is way more wrong than any thing else. We don't abide by the laws of nature. For other's perception, it's unforgivable and disgusting.

Because... we're both men.

I am the second grandson of a Marquess and the head of Dormer family, Harrison Dormer. While he is a Duke, the leader of Belize City and the only one who's alive of the whole Wharton family, Duke Thomas Wharton.

Hence, what we are doing will never be right and forgivable.