A Damsel in distress or a Vixen?

"I told you not to bother my employees anymore." both their heads turned at Marc who stood beside Erin.

When did it even arrive there?

"You're here already." he was quite happy to see Marc's face that he forgot that he was still sulking.

"And you even got her drunk?"

Alexei replied with a shrug. Making Marc more frustrated than he already is.

"Get up," he told Erin. But looking at it now, it can't even lift its own head.

"Excuse us," he said to his Father. Who didn't even bother to stop him from lifting Erin from the chair. "We need to go home, she needs some rest. I hope you don't mind."

Alexei's hands gestured the words. Be my guess, to him.

Everyone stared at them as he walked out of there carrying his sleeping beauty. With Erin comfortably sleeping in his arms.

Even until they reached the house, that same reaction greeted them from his own bodyguards.

He gently laid Erin in his bed, instead of its own. Mainly because he was planning to punish him later when he wake's up.

***

Erin woke up later that night light-headed. His eyes were a bit blurry as he stared at the room. Which was definitely not his.

A man walked out of the shower wearing only a towel on his waist.

"Oh my God," he panicked. He wasn't wearing anything either under the thick blanket.

"Had a nice dream?" its smile suggests that he didn't just end up there by mistake.

"What did you do?"

It began drying its hair with another towel. And damn, those arms, thighs, and even the abs all screamed perfection.

Marc sat at the side of the bed facing him.

"Isn't it a little too late for regrets? You clearly liked what we did earlier."

"W-what exactly did we do?" he tried observing his body. He's fine. So, how was it possible?

Marc started laughing. Its hand lifted to slightly pinch his nose.

"I was just messing with you. You puked a while ago. So I had to remove everything including mine. "

"Did I-?"

It confirmed his suspicion with a nod.

"I thought you wanted to kiss me, I was wrong."

He was almost relieved, but then it started whispering something into his ears.

"And besides, I prefer my prey to be conscious enough to feel everything."

"You perv," he pushed its chest hard but it was like a rock to his touch. That he fell right back to the bed. He tried getting up, but Marc also prevented him from doing so.

"If you keep acting like a damsel in distress all the time. I might actually forget that you're a guy." its eyes lingered on his lips for a long time.

"As if, you haven't been harassing me many times now."

A wicked grin crossed its lips.

"You're right. What's there to be shy about?"

Before he can utter another complaint. Marc's already on his mouth, ravishing it.

He can hear his moans escaping his throat, as its kisses went to his neck and stayed there for a while.

An unknown sensation tingled his spine as Marc's hand slipped on his back and squeezed him from behind.

"Damn. You're making me crazy right now." Marc's voice was so hoarse. That he hardly ever heard it.

All he can hear was his own noise. While its kisses traced every inch of his body. And back again to his lips.

That's when it felt that the towel it was wearing was not there anymore.

"W-wait." they were both catching their breaths as if they just finished a whole marathon together.

"You can't be seriously stopping me right now." Marc's body felt like a lighted torch on his hands. That if he hadn't stopped him. It would end up with him being the only one getting burned at the end.

"I-I'm not ready." it took long before Marc could realize what his words meant.

It began to stand up unwillingly.

"Get dressed. I'll take you back to your room."

Marc went back to the shower, and he heard the water sprinkling after that.

He did screw him up this time.

Marc carried him back like a gentleman to his room. But this time, It dared not to look at him.

It was also gentle to lay him down on the bed. And tucked him up.

It's on its way to the door. When it turned to say something.

"I take my word back. You're neither a damsel in distress or a guy. You're more like a vixen."

Whatever that means. It didn't make him feel better hearing it.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be, 'Cause I don't plan on backing down yet. I'll make you mine soon enough." the grin that he thought was lost came back again. And it made him both scared and excited all at the same time.

He watched as Marc walk out of the door with its air of arrogance still attached.