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~ VINCENT ~This isn't right. Or… is it?Dimitri’s fingers still rubbed small circles on his butt hole. And he's still on that high he'd left him.His eyes fluttered open and he cleared his throat before sitting up, cutting the stimulation off. He stretched his hand to Dimitri. “Can you untie this?” He asked, his voice came off surprisingly calm.Dimitri cocked his eyebrow but removed the belt nonetheless.“Are you okay?” Dimitri asked, his fingers rubbing the red marks on his wrists. “Huh, yes I am.” Vincent replied, swinging his legs over the bed to stand up on wobbly feet. He turned to Dimitri who's still kneeling on the bed, his gaze fixed on him as if trying to peer into his soul. Vincent's eyes wandered to his chest. “You should go to the hospital.” Dimitri shifted his gaze to his chest which is covered in sweat and blood. “I should?”“Is that even supposed to be a question?” Vincent mumbled under his breath as he turned away from Dimitri, making his way to his wardrobe with
~ DIMITRI ~If looks could kill, Luca, Dimitri's father, would have turned to ashes but he matched Dimitri's open aggressiveness with one of his own glares.“What are you doing here?” He hissed.Luca grinned, drawing his wife closer to him by the waist. “Nothing really. Just passed by and I decided to greet my beloved son.” Dimitri's gaze shifted to his stepmother whose blue-green eyes are fixed on him with distaste. “And her?” “We are together.”Dimitri nodded as he walked to step past them. “You've overstayed your welcome. Have a nice life.” He said dismissively, and entered the elevator. “Dima.” Luca called which made Dimitri halt on his steps. He turned to him, teeth clenched and eyes blazing with anger.“Don't. You. Dare. Call. Me. That.” Luca flashed him a smile. “Time is running out.”Then, he tugged his wife and they stepped out of the reception area.Dimitri shot daggers into his back before turning. His eyes wandered to the receptionist who'd tried to merge herself with
Things have fallen apart.Dimitri after having a taste of the naive judge couldn't get it up for anyone anymore. One taste. One taste was what started it all. One taste was what tipped everything over the edge. Dimitri sighed for the upteenth time that evening as he grabbed the hair of the man who was tied to a chair before him and he pulled tight.The man who has a jagged scar running down his left eyebrow to his right chin only flashed him a bloodied smile. “You can do nothing to me bas—”A flying punch to his already battered face interrupted him. He winced, coughing more blood. But Dimitri didn't stop, he kept punching him until his blood covered his fist.“Repeat that.” Dimitri said through gritted teeth. But the man said nothing instead. Dimitri stepped back, his fist tightening by his side. “You only have one mission. Only one. But you decided to prove that you are a failure. Again.” The man said nothing, too bloodied and battered to move his jaw. “And not only that.” Dimit
~ DIMITRI ~Mara slowly brought her own cup to her lips while she fixed her eyes on Dimitri who's sipping from the cup and at the same time, his eyes are scrolling through the papers.She brought the coffee away from her lips and her tongue peeked out to lick it. “How does it taste?”Dimitri shot her an appreciative glance as she placed the cup back on its tray. Minutes passed in silence with Mara's eyes flickering to Dimitri as if waiting for something.And then, it started with the uncontrollable heat that looked to be messing with Dimitri's head itself amplifying the only thought he'd had for days.He gritted his teeth, pride permeating his whole body as he tugged at his tie. “Are you sure the conditioner is on?” He asked, his gaze flickering round the room.Mara nodded eagerly, leaning forward to secretly touch his skin. He flinched. “Go. Go and increase it.”She stood up and went to the lounge area to grab the conditioners remote to increase it before moving back to her seat. And
Perhaps, it was the distance between them, or the tension but their clothes followed one another until it became scattered on the living room’s floor.Dimitri pulled his lips away from his, panting, “I need you.” He repeated as his hands grabbed his butt and squeezed. He pushed him into himself, their hard cocks causing friction that made Vincent moan and Dimitri groan.And if they weren't too occupied with that they were doing, they wound have heard the sound of a phone ringing. But no, they were too lost in their own little bubble to register their surroundings.Dimitri lifted him off the floor and Vincent's legs instinctively coiled round his waist. And soon enough, he was marching towards his room. He entered the room, not bothering to shut the door behind him as he placed him on the bed, his chest heaving and his skin turning redder. He fisted his cock, his fingers rubbing the pink swollen head as his eyes raked through Vincent's body. “Where's the lube?” Vincent tipped his chi
~ DIMITRI ~ The memory of the previous night still sat upon him like a whitish fog. And when he woke up, he laid still, waiting for the lithe figure that's resting on him to wake up and push him away. Again. The sun had not yet crept over the horizon and the world was still dark but he could see clearly in the darkness. So, he just laid there, listening to his breathing patterns while his fingers raked through his silky golden strands that appeared to be a darker shade in the darkness. Soon enough, it happened when he shifted in his sleep and let out a soft yawn before his eyes fluttered open. Dimitri watched the whole scene as he stood up, perhaps thinking that the previous night was a dream or just a figment of his imagination. And when his eyes landed on the figure he'd been using as a sort of pillow, they widened, realization dawned on him. Vincent's mouth opened to talk, but Dimitri beat him to it. “Are you going to push me away again?” “I…” His mouth opened before he swall
.~ MARA ~ Mara paced round the office, fisting the hem of her shirts until it became crumpled. After her boss indirectly sabotaged her plan the previous day, she'd gone home disappointed. And this morning, her beloved boss was nowhere to be found. She dialed his number for the fourth time and it rang and rang before going to voicemail. The always composed Mara dropped her phone on the table and pulled on her hair in frustration while hissing loudly. Suddenly, her phone vibrated and she hurriedly picked it up, eagerness in her eyes. But her face fell when she saw the name on her screen. Mr Luca, old master Santini. Jesusfuckingchrist. She'd boasted to him the previous day that she will be done with her task before today and now, it looked like the world itself was punching her in the face. She inhaled harshly like someone who'd been deprived of oxygen for years and at the last minute, she picked the call. “Good morning, Mr Luca.” She chimes, a grimace on her face. “How is it g
~ VINCENT ~After another session of an intense love making, he snuggled into Dimitri's chest while he rubbed small circles on his back.“How do you feel?” Dimitri asked, while Vincent pressed his ear into his chest, enjoying the vibration from his chest when he spoke.“Pretty good... I have a question though?”“Okay.”He cleared his throat, sitting up as he gathered some of the blankets to his chest. “What are we now?”Dimitri seemed taken back by his question at first before he smiled and shifted his gaze away from him.”“You are mine and that's all that matters.”Vincent snorted. “Won't it be better if I'm yours and you are mine. Make it fair.”Dimitri brought his hand to his chin, acting as if he's pondering. “Yeah, fair.” He let out a dreamy sigh before snuggling back into his chest. It was a Sunday, and instead of using the day to plan for the next week, they'd decided to spend it with each other instead. So, they just laid there, enjoying one another's company. Vincent, tryin
Starting this book wasn't part of the plan. That day, my goal was to scroll through P*******t to find a cover for "GOOD SIN" since I wasn't able to afford a designer. But then, I saw a rainbow poem. And it was just... too emotional. I've always been neutral but the idea just came that day. I wasn't a big fan of MM or BL books and I knew it won't hurt to do something new so I started my first draft. The final kick in the ass was Goodnovel's contest. I applied and I wasn't really surprised when it passed the review because I worked for this. I don't really want to say too much. So, I will be using this medium to appreciate all my readers. To you: You are the one who kept me going. You are the that made me not to give up on Dimitri and Vincent. Yes, I almost gave up. I was a lazy writer. But seeing my subscribers grow by twos and threes everyday was like a fuel. Then, Trice Miano came. When I saw you voted for my book, I was really happy. Then, you commented. That day wasn't just no
Maybe the quote was right. What is really meant for you cannot be taken away. After thirty two years, Vincent had finally learnt that a home doesn't necessarily have to be a place. It could be a person. He might be smart, but his body was obviously a dumbass. Even with him openly portraying Dimitri Santini as the devil, he'd willingly let him drag him into darkness. A darkness he never wanted to slip out of. Dimitri eased into his hole one last time before sliding out and landing on his back. Then, he pulled him atop him, their sweats and breaths mingling together just like it was supposed to be. “You have the stamina of a beast.” Vincent scoffed, leaning up to take a look at his face. He smirked as he kissed his nose. “Thank you Signore Mio.” “That wasn't a praise.” “Who said it's not?” He scoffed one last time, knowing well that arguing with him is pointless. He will always win. He placed his head back on his chest and closed his eyes as he listened to the soothing so
The kiss was gentle.And slow. Unhurried. With no tongues. Yet.Dimitri pulled him closer by his neck and deepened the kiss. Then, he sucked on his lips as his thumb played with his pulse.Just how much he'd missed the thrum of his pulse again his finger or the beat of his heart against his chest. Heaven knows how much he'd missed him. And that thought only fueled his determination.He wanted to have him. All over again.He needed him like he needed air and he wanted to engrave himself under his skin just like it was meant to be.Would he let him?Well, it doesn't matter. He is Dimitri Santini. He always gets what he wants and now, he wants him and he would get him. But this time, he'd decided he won't use force. He would make him submit. Willingly.His tongue probed his teeth, silently demanding entry, and he let him. He drove in straight, pulling him more closer until he's sitting on the floor and he's straddling him. He sucked on his tongue, exploring his mouth and tasting the alco
Now, miserability flowed in Vincent's veins instead of blood. The day was not really over but his’ was already ruined.“Thank you guys.” He whispered, his gaze fixed on the ceiling in silence, his mind replaying the scene.He could still feel his lips on him, the way he'd claimed him and almost bruised his lips. Absent-mindedly, his fingers touched his lips and he pressed it before hissing and dropping his hand to his side.Because now, he didn't only hate him, he hated himself too.As soon as Jenna entered and closed the door, Remi turned to her. “Where did you go bitch?” “To get a stuff real quick.” She said with a chuckle as she walked forward before flopping beside Vincent and grabbing his hand.“You are acting suspicious…” Alex whispered and she shot him a glare before diverting her attention back to Vincent.“Emm, Vince. Actually, I don't really know how to pacify someone through words but I can accompany you to the bar and we can drink like a sailor.”“So you could slip off wi
~ VINCENT ~ Silence.Wave after waves of silence.He could hear nothing except the loud beats of his heart and the blood rushing to his ears and his harsh breath due to the anger coursing through his veins.Vincent blinked in shock as his friends suddenly brushed past him. He felt someone push him forward before he heard the door shut behind him. He turned to the door. It was really closed.The fuckers has locked him outside, leaving him with the devil.But he refused to be scared. He'd already dined and dwelled with the devil. He's the devil he knew now right? There's nothing to be scared about now right?He whispered to himself internally, trying to calm his racing heart.It was like they were in a staring contest. Dimitri stared at him, trying to etch his face back into memory. And he glared back, trying to contain the anger and bloodlust he felt. Thank God for Remi forcing him to gym and learn how to box, his confidence had increased by ten folds even though he knew that if he
~ VINCENT ~“Did you know that something similar happened with me and Jake?” Alex said, washing the cabbage in the sink.“Hmm?” Vincent asked absentmindedly, his gaze fixed on the potatoes he was trying to squash with a fork. It was the evening of his graduation and Mother-jenna had placed a ‘no take out’ rule to celebrate the newest graduates. And here they are, in the kitchen after Jenna herself almost burnt down the whole chicken while trying to flip a beef. Ironic.“It was a pool party and I saw a girl kissing him beside the pool. We were in our second year of university. If we hadn't been dating since high school, I wouldn't have believed him.”Vincent glanced at her over his shoulder. “If I could remember clearly, we were not up to four months and the trust was not fully established.”“Wow. And you guys did all those things within four months?”“Hmm.” He nodded.At that moment, Remi trotted into the open kitchen, his wet hair glued to his head.Vincent only spared him a quick
~ VINCENT ~ His eyes were fixed intently on his back in shock and rage until he disappeared into the crowd. But him disappearing into the crowd didn't break the haze in his eyes. However, it broke the one in his friends instead as they cornered him on all sides.“What in the actual hell just happened?” Alex asked, finally breathing after Dimitri was long gone. “That's quite a good looking man.”Jenna didn't beat around any bush as she took slow steps towards Vincent and grabbed his wrist, then she pinched hard until he winced.“What was that for?” He asked, glaring at her from above his nose.“You have a fucking whole lot to explain.” She said slowly.“There's nothing to explain.” He rebutted.“Keep saying that to make yourself happy, Vince.” Remi finally said. “But before that, can we take the picture now? I need to frame it and put it in my room. I almost lost my life including my social life just by chasing this degree and I even want to make a banner from the picture for my perso
~ DIMITRI ~He watched, his face blank as he stepped on the stage in his gown and was handed a diploma tube, a smile on his face as he started shaking hands with a long row of people consisting of men and women.What?Break their hands for daring to shake him? Carve out their eyes with his knife for staring at him, at his smile or sew their lips together for smiling at him? Umm, he could do all. But… he didn't want to scare him.It was a surprise not a mission to add more to the long list of his hatred for him. So, he sat there among the crowd who were cheering for the graduates while he tried to mix in with his eyes watching his every move, the glow in his eyes and the smile on his lips. It's simply addictive. He could watch him all day or no, that's what he'd been doing. He could watch him for eternity.When he reached the last line, he stopped again for the upteenth time and smiled in the direction of the camera, waiting for the famiiar flashlight.But that was when his eyes met h
A YEAR LATER~ VINCENT ~There was as much risk in taking leaps as there was in not leaping at all. Which was why Vincent had sourced for closure. Time heals everything will continue to be the biggest lie of all times to him. Because time didn't heal anything. He just learnt to live with a part of his heart gone and he's fine with it.Tonight's closure will cover up for the damages.It was his graduation tomorrow. The four friends had decided to have a pre graduation ceremony for Remi who'd repeated the same year more than two times and Vincent courtesy of Jenna.The incident at the bar the previous year didn't really deter them from going to bars and it didn't deter them this time either. Y.O.L.O!That's Jenna's mantra to get them to agree with her and it never fails. Afterall, they only live once and what's the worst that can happen. The living room was filled with different smells of cologne as they got dressed, music blasting in the speakers attached to the apartment's ceiling