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Chapter 4: I Know Your Dirty Secret

RIIINNGG!

Classes have ended and Kyo was seen walking back to his shared apartment. He mentally kicked himself when he remembered about his 'grand exit' earlier that morning. Now, he needs to think of an excuse if a question is popped at him. 'Stupid Kyo, look what you've gotten yourself into! If you only could have some self-control over your hormones, everything will be alright. Now what should I say?' He was thinking of every excuses he could think of before realizing that he was in front of his apartment. 'Maybe I should just keep quiet and stay away from him. Yeah, that's right! Keep quiet and everything's gonna be just fine!' With that, he entered the apartment and started to prepare dinner.

Later on that night...

It was way past 12 midnight when Iori returned to his shared apartment. Iori opened the door and walked inside his apartment quietly. He was heading towards his room when he saw Kyo sleeping ever so soundly on the sofa. 'That stupid boy, told him not to wait for me.' Iori shook his head and proceeded to carry the young boy to his respective room. But an unknown force stopped him upon placing his hands on his partner's waist. His eyes were stuck on his partner's peaceful sleeping face. His eyes roamed around the face, from those thin eyebrows, to his high cheekbones before finishing at those slightly parted lips. Then, his hands naturally traveled to the boy's face on its own accord, stroking him gently. Iori brushed some parts of the hair covering his roommate's beautiful face. His cold steely eyes softened when he heard a soft moan coming from the boy's mouth, as he continued his gentle caresses. 'Such smooth skin and those red luscious lips... It must be very soft...' Iori thought as he started to lean closer to Kyo's face until he could feel the soft breath on his skin. The redhead closed his eyes and was nearly brushing those red lips, when... RRRIIIINNNNGGGG! Iori's eyes immediately snapped wide open upon hearing the alarm clock's ringing and ran back to his room, shutting the door tightly. Panting slightly, Iori stood rooted to the ground, he did not know what he had done, or more precisely, going to do. Slumping down on the wooden floor with his backs against the wall, Iori slowly brought up his knees to his chest and wrapped those long arms around him. He closed his eyes, thinking about his earlier actions.

Kyo, on the other hand, got up by the sound of his alarm clock. His eyes fluttered open and he heard a door slammed shut. He smiled enigmatically and touched his lips. Deciding to go with the flow, he acted nonchalantly and walked in front of his roommate's room, before whispering, "Iori? You back home already? Are you hungry? 'cause I have leftovers." He waited for a while, before hearing a cold reply, "I told you not to wait for me. Now leave me alone. I want to have some peace and privacy." Kyo was hurt deeply. The words seemed like a sharp double-edged sword piercing right through him. That wasn't the answer he had expected. Knowing that his presence was unwelcomed, Kyo lowered his head and dejectedly walked back to his room. Entering his room, he undressed himself before lying down on the bed. (He slept nude) Kyo shut his eyes and tried to sleep, but to no avail. The words kept on repeating themselves and the blurry image of Iori leaning down trying to claim his lips haunted his mind. Kyo was mystified with his roommate, an ordinary youth he met days ago and yet had the power to make him think of him every single day, haunting him and making him feel a forbidden feeling of...love. Love between two men. Or was it lust? The thin line dividing lust and love had been blurred, and Kyo did not like it at all. He felt vulnerable.

Iori was still in the same position, pondering about himself. For the first time in many years, he felt insecure. Years of building the perfect fort to protect himself from the outside world crumbled, and it's all because of that one stupid roommate of his. His train of thoughts was disrupted when he heard something very strange coming from the other room...

"Aahhh...Unnhh..." a voice cried out in the dark. Moanings and heavy pantings could be heard clearly through the thin walls. The creaking and banging of the bed increased steadily. Kyo's face was flushed and his body was drenched in sweat which glistened in the night sky. His pantings became heavier and the moanings increased in volume. The scene turned more erotic with the current position he was in and the way he moved his hips rhythmically. Legs wide apart, with each leg tied on each side of the bed. One hand was grasping, pumping and stroking his manhood wildly, while the other was digging and hitting his sweet spot every time he thrust himself. Kyo continued while ecstasy and pure pleasure filled every inch of his body. Wanting more of the feeling, he went at a faster pace. One thrust, two thrusts, three thrusts...when it come to the seventh, Kyo, unable to take anymore of the sinful pleasure, came. White liquid spurted, staining the bed sheet and dirtying himself. Exhausted with his own ministration, Kyo calmed down and was soon found asleep seconds after he reached his climax, sleeping like nothing had ever happened. But unknown to him, a pair of eyes had been spying his every movements...

Next morning...

The first ray of light entered through the room and was greeted by a pair of soft hazel eyes. Kyo, in all of his glory, was still lying on the bed. Stretching lazily like a cat, he then quickly got out of from the comforts of his bed and dressed up before walking out of his bedroom. He was heading towards the bathroom, when he met Iori walking at the opposite direction. Automatically, both stopped in their tracks. Hazel clashed with blood-red. A fraction of second later, Kyo looked away in embarrassment, blushing furiously as he realized that Iori was clad in nothing except for a wet towel tied loosely at his waist. And that was when his hormones kicked in, Kyo could not help but to steal another glance at the Adonis. His eyes started from his roommate's feet and slowly traveled up to those beautiful long legs. Unfortunately, the towel hid the view which he had longingly craved for. Growling in frustration at his limited view, his eyes then darted up to the perfect washboard abs, the chest, and those broad shoulders before stopping at his partner's partly-covered handsome face. He looked nothing like a human, but more of a god. In fact, the word 'god' was an understatement. Hair unkempt and dripping wet, Iori was undoubtedly the perfect eye-candy at that moment. "Nani?" A deep voice broke the silence and startled Kyo, waking him up from his secret fantasy. Shaking his head quickly in response, Kyo ran inside the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

Seeing the boy's reaction, Iori couldn't help but to confirm his suspicion. Kyo had feelings for him and was trying his best to deny it. Iori not wanting to be in any part of the situation, decided to keep quiet and to stay away from him. After all, he did not want to hurt anybody anymore, may it be physically or emotionally, especially to his roommate. What worries him the most though, was he did not know if he could burden his roommate's dirty secret to himself and not give in to his emotions.

To be continued

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