I read somewhere that trying to get a grown up to wear a condom was like trying to convince a toddler to eat their veggies-- lots of excuses, fake crying and a lot of tantrums. 'I don't wanna' stomping their feet all over. I just never imagined Cyrus would be so averse to it. After we stepped out of the hospital, our samples taken and everything done, we were ready to go home. Cyrus was storming towards his car with an attitude and I followed quietly, watching him and trying to think like a fool. He suddenly paused, hands on his waist as he threw his head back to breath loudly . "Fuck!" We were handed free packs of condoms and the nurse did so while still looking at me like I wouldn't be able to hold it in and would jump on Cyrus the minute we stepped out of there. He turned around, a glare still on his face, "No." Goodness! Here we go again. "It's just a condom. It's not that deep, Cyrus. It's not like I'm asking for your soul." "Jokes on you! I don't have a soul! I like it ra
CYRUS “Fucking self righteous bastard!” I cursed as I drove out of the hospital that night, glancing at my rearview mirror as he had his jaw hanging loose. Served him fucking right! Cross was full of shit and he didn't even know it. I fished out the condoms and threw the bloody thing out the window. A condom, really? Of all the things to give a god of lust, it was a condom? “Ha!” I scoffed, gripping the wheels. I could decide to wear them but I hated the feeling of the latex when I was inside doing my thing. While all I needed to do was focus on the sexual energies being released, the human part of me could feel a slight difference wearing the damn thing. I got home really quick, not bothering to spare Cross a thought as to whether or not he got home safe— it wasn't any of my business. Since he ran his mouth so much like he knew a lot, then he must be so grown up to think himself out of any situation. The automatic gate doors slid open and I drove in. Stepping out, I matched ri
CROSS “Damian, honey, why didn't you tell me your friend was visiting today? I could've prepared better, you know?” My mother beamed at the spawn of the devil as she ushered him in, welcoming him with a smile. I stood by the door, pissed beyond measures as I watched Cyrus muster all his pretense to smile politely and act like he wasn't trying to fuck my mother's favourite son-- me! “Thank you, ma'am. That's very kind of you,” he lifted his eyes to me, smiling like there was nothing I could do about it. I clenched my fists by my side, bubbling with anger. “Such a fine young man,” my mother complimented non stop. “What would you like to drink, dear? You already look energized this morning. Coffee could make you spiral out of control.” He laughed heartily, his cheeks staining with a blush. Was he blushing for her? He better not be trying to extend his curse to her! “You're right. I will uhm… have any of Damian's favourites.” I found myself growling, glaring at his smile while my
CYRUSI spent the whole day pissing Cross off with nothing but my presence and his mom was an absolute sweetheart. She pinched his cheek whenever she could, took pictures with me, grinning really hard— the poor woman was just excited that her sore loser son finally had some company.I knew Cross was a loner but enough to make his own mother wish he was rebellious— now that was some extra points for him.At the end of the day, I had filled my Instagram with photos of the shop and I knew it would pull enough people.Why did I do this? Because I wanted to drill it into Cross's thick skull that if he thought he could get rid of me, he had to think again.His mom's coffee shop was cozy and I enjoyed the peace and quiet— sure it needed more people to keep the business running smoothly but left for me, I could walk in here and buy the whole place for the whole day.I mean my dad didn't just spend his years fucking around like a damn church rat. It's like saying vampires lived so long and cou
CROSS "Are we shopping for jeans, shoes or T-shirts?" Bryan moved his mouth again but this time, his words actually came through. I had been struggling to understand his sentences for a while now, being that my thoughts were clouded with someone else… god! I was ashamed to even admit that to myself. Note to self; keep Cyrus at arms length. That boy was not to come anywhere near my body. It was a battle last night and I almost lost. My whole body was twitching for him. That kiss was mind-blowing. Were we supposed to kiss like that? We weren't even worth being tagged ‘friends with benefits’. Only lovers shared a kiss— Cyrus and I were far from being lovers. “Anything,” I replied just as his girlfriend walked up to us. I narrowed my eyes when she glared at me as she kissed him. She had texted me this morning to keep my mouth shut and mind my business. As if I wasn't already going to do that. Bryan would never be able to handle the breakup well. He loved Cindy way too much for his o
CROSSI never thought I could see Cyrus so tense, so frightened and so shocked. He looked at me gaping in horror like I'd just said the worst and the next minute, he was walking out of the stall and out of the restroom. Who knew it would take a threat like that to get Cyrus off my back? I was still hard but the satisfaction that I got the last word was enough for me to sober up.I took some breathing exercise to calm down my dick before walking out of the stall-- I froze when I saw a man gazing at me in the mirror. Fuck! He saw Cyrus walk out too, didn't he?Not bothering to wash my hands, I rushed out of there, almost bumping into Bryan."Chill out, dude. What's the rush?" he let go of my shoulders as I steadied myself. "I thought you left or something. I tried calling."I slapped around my pocket for my phone and fished it out, checking the two missed calls. "Oh, sorry, I didn't hear it ring." or feel it. I was ashamed to admit that Cyrus was all I could think of back there."Okay.
CROSS "I'm leaving," Bryan jumped to his feet just as the two returned with drinks. "What? We kinda just got here," Cindy protested weakly but Brayan wasn't having it. He picked up his phone fast, bounced out of the chair like it would swallow him in the next second and grabbed his drink. "Did you pay for it or he did?" He opened his wallet quickly. "Don't worry, I got it," Cyrus said, just about to sit beside me when Bryan flung a twenty dollar bill his way, not caring where it landed, he grabbed Cindy and pulled her off. "H-Hey!" she tried to resist but he wasn't having it. I watched him drag her across the mall, heading outside the doors. "It was actually thirty but okay," Cyrus glanced at me, the glare easing off his eyes as he took a seat. "What did you do to piss him off?" "Nothing," I grabbed my drink and took a sip, enjoying the delicious creamy flavor and trying to put behind Bryan's attitude. He'd come around sooner than later. He always had mood swings every once in a
CYRUS “Hey, babe,” Patricia swung her hips as she walked over with her goons by her side. She leaned down and planted a kiss on my lips, making sure to wipe her gloss away after. “You didn't tell me you'll be here,” she said sweetly and occupied Cross’s seat. She looked so small in it, compared to his wide frame. They were technically almost the same height. “I don't particularly tell you my whereabouts, Patricia,” her eyes moved around the table with a visible disgust on her face before she shuddered and turned to me. “True. We're dating, remember?” She asked calmly, more like stated and wanted me to know. “Correction, you're dating me.” She picked up my drink— stole it and snagged a sip, making sure to stick her tongue out and swirl it around the straw. She kept a strong eye contact. “Hmm… that's not what everyone thinks,” I pictured Cross doing that instead, for some reason. He'd look so awkward yet the thought brought a smile to my lips. “Do me a favor and don't hang out wit
CYRUS I knew something was off when I didn't see him in bed. The fear that pounded my chest was surreal. I've only felt this fear three times this week and they were both caused by Cross. The first time he saw me in that classroom. The second time was when Mera found out about him. The third time was a few hours ago when I searched for him. I wasn't going to live very long if he kept this up. I dashed out of bed, feeling the familiar chills of Mom's powers as soon as I got downstairs. Oh no she wouldn't! Cross was my meal not their fucking toy! “For fucks sake!” I pulled him out of her web before she could delve deeper into his mind and wreck it. “What the fuck is your problem?” “Oops!” She giggled like she wasn't just about to ruin him. “Sorry.” “Sorry? Are you fucking kidding me?” Instead, she giggled harder, getting on her feet and moving to the fridge. “What? I got carried away.” She shrugged, “It's been a while I saw a human,” she winked at my mate. “Fuck! Can't someone
CROSS I woke up to a pounding headache. All the results from the crying and screaming finally caught on and I sat up in bed, looking around the darkness. I knew where I was and who was sleeping beside me. He was clutching my hand, as if afraid I'd be taken away again. I quite remember begging him to stay with me while I slept— why did I even do that? Cyrus was the last person I trusted with my body… but I guess he wouldn't pull that move on me. Oh shit! Mom! Fuck. Where's my phone? I started to tap about the bed in search of it- “What are you looking for?” his deep voice rumbled from beside me and I almost had a heart attack. “Jesus!” I flinched. “M-My phone… I can't find it. I need to call my mom.” That was the kind of voice ladies would swoon for and honestly, it was kinda hot. It was like waking up next to Batman. “I already called her,” he squeezed my hand tight, his thumb moving back and forth. “She said it's fine if you stay over.” “Wait what?” His touch was soothing and
TRIGGER WARNING. Violence and abuse. CYRUS It got stronger each passing second. My dick fought to burst free from my pants but into who? I was yet to find Cross. “Oh no, I won't be going with Joseph. He's boring,” The door opened and Sofia walked in wearing a green face mask. “Ah!” She screeched and my ears almost bailed out. She clung to her door keeping an eye on me. “Wh-What are you doing here?” Her lips trembled. “You wear human skin even at home? Jeez! You must be dying to be human,” I rolled my eyes and pushed away from the window. Her bedroom was typical Barbie. It was so pink, it hurt my eyes. Even her nightshirt was pink. “I'll call you back,” she hung up the phone and a fist pounded on her door. “Honey, we heard you scream. Are you alright?” “Sofia, it's your father. Open the door right now.” I arched my brow at her, waiting to see what she'd do. I moved to her nightstand and picked up a picture of her and her family. “Nice family you've got. It would be a shame t
CROSS“You didn't tell me Cyrus stopped by yesterday,” I queried my mom once the day was over and we were locking up the cafe.“Oh, honey, it must've slipped my mind. He's such a wonderful boy.”“I bet he is,” that manipulative two faced son of a-“What? You don't think so?” We headed to her car and she unlocked it, sliding into the seats. She turned on the heater and I warmed my hands.“Oh it doesn't matter what I think. You like him already.”“What? Honey, he's your friend. Of course I like your friend. I trust your judgement.”I wish she would question my judgement at this point. Why did I have to be so good in their eyes?She pulled out of the parking lot and I got an earful of why I shouldn't push Cyrus away. Talk to me when you know the truth, Mom otherwise you're just advocating for that manwhore.Speaking of, the image played back in my head and I hid my face, turning to the window as my cheeks stained with colour. My dick remembered and started to rise— oh bloody thing! I cou
CYRUS Satan couldn't be more ashamed of what I'd become! Just a few minutes ago, I was kissing Cross, taking his dick in my mouth and giving him the best heads I had NEVER done to a guy with my dick raging hard and now, I was kissing Patricia with Dick on my mouth and I couldn't get it up. Don't get me wrong, she was still lusting after me and I could feel it. I could fucking feel it but my dick was gaslighting us. Hello? Pussy here and there's a hole to fuck! Nothing? Really? You're really gonna ignore me and all for what? For Cross? Fuck me! Was there anyone who smelled half as good as he did? “Mmmm,” Patrica moaned and rolled her shoulders with her hands in my hair. “You taste so good and a tad salty. I like it.” First of all, that's Cross. Second of all, that's gross. He's mine. Yes, he was mine until we were over. I grabbed her butt and her hair, kissing her deeper as she palmed herself to me. I lifted her up and placed her on the desk in the empty classroom. She giggle
CROSS “Shit!” I stuffed my books into my bag and grabbed my bag pack. My hands trembled as I tried to arrange my things but I gave up halfway and raced out of the empty classroom. Everyone was on the field, watching the game today. I had decided to stay back and wait for updates from the team to publish the school papers for tomorrow but with Cyrus' text, I'd be damned if I stayed another minute. “If you're in school, you better start running.” was what he sent and I've been packing ever since. He said he wasn't going to play! What the heck happened? I scrolled through my phone, checking the school's page and my jaw dropped when I saw pictures of Cyrus on the field. He scored not one but five goals and I just knew that dick was harder than steel right now. I barely managed to fit the smallest toy inside my ass this morning and it was still on there right now! It wasn't uncomfortable but I wasn't ready for anything his size- so do I run to him or away from him? The halls were e
CYRUS Cross caught me off guard with that question because my jaw hung. I thought he was finally becoming meek and calm. "Then that would mean you are too since you attracted a shitty person like me," I winked, delighting in his annoyance. "Whatever. I'm going home. You can leave too since you already saw Sofia leaving," he started to walk away but I wasn't letting go that easily. After what happened with Patricia today, my mother was absolutely certain I needed to be around him. She said it would warm his heart if he had someone to talk with or someone to cheer him up. As it appeared, Sofia already beat me to it but I still wanted to try. "So you and Patricia--" "Goodbye, Cyrus." "Hey, hold on," I chased after him. "Aren't you here to clear your head?" "Done that." "Not with me." He narrowed his eyes, "That's why it worked." What the hell was he on about? "No, you're cranky like an old lady. I can make you feel ten times better-" "The only thing you know is sex-" I gasped
CYRUS "Where the fuck is he?" I groaned, clenching my jaw and scanning the front door again. I handed out the customer's coffee, smiling wide. She admired me before reluctantly walking back to her seat and didn't stop glancing back. I caught a musk of her lust and catch this, my powers didn't go acting up. I've spoiled the damn thing with a taste of Cross and now everyone else tastes like sour milk. I bet he would want to know how much I'm suffering. He has me wrapped around his little finger, talking about, "don't fuck this, don't fuck now." Well spread those legs already, Cross. How about that, huh? "Are you sure you don't have other places to be?" Evelyn appears beside me with considering eyes. With Cross away, they needed the extra hand. They were handling three times their usual customer and they weren't prepared for the rush. Now this is what a normal café is supposed to look like. Alive. Warm. Strangers chatter. Picture everything Cross hates. "You don't have to fill in f
CROSS I stared at the message from Jake. He wasted no extra time in sending his homework. At least I knew one thing I'd be doing today to get my mind off things. I tucked my phone in my back pocket and looked down at the oversized Tee I had just picked from the lost and found. How does one lose a T-shirt? Pink wasn't my style but I had no choice. Since Patricia decided to be nice enough to share her drink with my face, my shirt partook of her generosity and got soaked. My thoughts narrowed to Cyrus but I blocked it out quickly. Instead, I made a mental note of Jake's assignment and tried to think of answers. That was better than thinking Cyrus would willingly date that witch. I could make an excuse to forgive her. ‘Maybe she was only acting this way because she was pent up and Cyrus was holding back on sex’ but no, Patricia had always been a terrible person. School was far from over and I couldn't wait to leave this damn place. The anger and bitterness in my heart after what she'd