C5 Kylian

During the trip to campus, I daydream about Camille's pretty buttocks, a stupid smile glued to my lips.

She can say what she wants but, one thing is certain, we will sleep together at one time or another. Impossible for me to miss my chance. Just imagining the scene, my cock wobbles in all directions.

I come to my senses when Camille stops in front of the university rooms building, parking my car in the parking lot.

-Here Mr. Etienne, you have arrived at your destination, she said to me, turning off the engine.

I unbuckle my seatbelt, scanning the parking lot, not finding Rabbit's car there. A breath of relief would almost leave me.

-You ride ? I suggested when she handed me my car keys.

-Where ? In your room, just you and me? she laughs, easily updating my merry-go-round. You dream Kyle!

I have to admit, I tickle her for almost two hours but in reality, it's me who is dying to take it, there, right away. Unfortunately, she is much smarter and more stubborn than the others who have gone through it before her.

-Come on, get in, I tried again, looking innocent. I'm not gonna jump on you, I've got a cast, silly.

I raise it under her nose to bring her to believe me, when that's certainly not what would prevent me from jumping on her. But that she doesn't need to know. Well, not yet.

Eventually she complied and followed me to my room, reservedly, arms firmly crossed over her chest and looking serious as if she was about to enter the lair of the big bad wolf.

It's probably a bit like that.

Realizing the distressing mess lying around in my room, I hurry to put a minimum of order in one hand. I clear some space on my bed, then motion for him to sit down.

-Well... What a mess, she sneers, detailing the cluttered twelve square meters. This is what a college room looks like where two guys live, so...

I feel the smirk forming on his lips, which makes me laugh softly. Slightly uncomfortable all the same even when I notice a box of condom placed on the desk.

Top class, old man.

-I'll offer you something to drink, but we don't have much except tap water, I apologized, grimacing, which made him smile.

- No thank you, I'm not going to hang out. I still have a lot of stuff to revise for tomorrow.

-Like what ?

- Mock biology exam.

- Review with me.

This time, she actually burst out laughing.

You amaze me.

- Do you at least know what it means to “revise”? she mocks.

"Very funny," I grumbled. It's not my favorite pastime but with you, I'm sure it would be fun.

-Kyle... she breathes softly as she gets up. I don't know what you want, but whatever it is, it's no. It was fun to visit but I really have to go.

She smiled gently at me as she walked to the door, already slipping away.

-Camille, wait, I caught up with her, stepping over a pile of shit on the ground.

Her azure pupils lock on mine as I wrap my hand around her wrist, which she jerks away as if I've electrocuted her. Just the way she stares at me, an impulse prompts my member to secretly stand up in my underwear.

The cow, it makes me a lot of effect that girl.

-You can stay studying here, what difference does it make? I painfully tried to argue. I must have a Biology book lying around somewhere.

Probably without understanding the real reason for my instance, she is just waiting for more information. Unless she has understood very well and is waiting for me to stop beating around the bush and take the first step.

Damn, I don't know.

Too bad, I try everything for everything.

Nervously, I brush my hair back and inhale quietly.

-Okay, don't slap me, ok? I demanded feverishly before tugging on her hip to bring her against me, and press my lips to hers.

It is first destabilized, I feel, which forces me to wonder if she had indeed understood what I expected of her or not finally. But it doesn't matter, because I'm just as disturbed as she is by our kiss. Even more so that she hasn't pushed me away yet.

Anyway, after a slight hesitation, she slowly lowers her guard and allows me to experience the taste of her tongue playing against mine.

A delight.

It's just a simple kiss, but my underwear is obviously already on fire.

"Kyle…" she whispers again, pulling away from my embrace, hanging on a breath from me.

His blue gaze plunges into mine, still as lost and disarmed as I am.

-Sorry. I really wanted to kiss you...

She shakes her head, biting back a smile, refraining from commenting on it.

Either way, she might tell me she didn't want it, or that she didn't like it, I wouldn't believe a word of it. His body's reaction completely betrayed him.

-You can't imagine how much I want you, darling, I couldn't help but confess to her, my breathing jerky.

-Kyle... she repeats to herself, her voice more hoarse, a slight smile on her lips.

I instantly rest mine there, pressing them a little harder as I force her back until she's trapped between my body and the door. She releases a low, barely audible moan, but enough for my crotch to finish fully waking up.

- Can I place one? she manages to articulate, her voice amused.

-If it's to tell me that you have to leave, no.

She tries to pull me away by peeling her pelvis away from the door, but her plan backfires when all she does is lean more against my hard erect erection. His gaze lowers shyly to the bulge easily visible through my jeans, his cheeks flushing nicely, drawing me a mischievous smile that made him chuckle.

- I really have to go, I'm sorry, she persists before tapping my cast. But anyway, you said it yourself, you're not operational for that at the moment.

-Does that mean that when I am, you will be too?

I take back the reins by forcing her back against the door, pinned by my free arm, forced to feel the burning desire emanating from my burning body. She is troubled, I can feel it, but she still chooses to play the card of indifference.

- Unfortunately not, sorry to shatter your dreams Mr Etienne.

She imitates a grimace of desolation, then pulls me away from her with a firmer, more resolute movement. I let out a growl of frustration that just made him laugh.

Talk about it, she's dying for it too. Once my two hands are free, she won't resist me for very long.

-I warned you that I was going to hurt your poor little heart, she inquires mischievously. But don't make that face, I promise you pretty little asses, there are plenty of others. You'll get over it the heartthrob.

With these words, she tries to escape by opening the door hastily, which I close as quickly with the palm of my hand. My lips are pressed one last time on his, a little less brutally this time. We exchange a long kiss more languorous, even more horny, before she forces herself to interrupt him, both of them out of breath.

Her pretty eyes root to mine, still looking completely stirred by our heated exchanges and the obvious attraction between us.

- Yours deserves that I persevere longer, I decided to bet my last card, my mouth brushing his.

- Good luck in this case.

As if she was challenging me more than she wanted to be cynical, she winks at me before closing the door behind her. It takes me a few minutes after he leaves to stop smiling like a moron, then several more to manage to channel my blood flow.

Damn chick!

All I remember is that she didn't clearly say no. If she wants to play the indifferent and disinterested girl, let her do it as much as she likes, it will make this little game of seduction all the more entertaining.

The door suddenly reopens on Rabbit. He stops dead in his tracks when he sees me slump in my bed, obviously not prepared to face me again anytime soon.

Without a word, he closes it, walks over to his stake installed parallel to mine, puts his bag there, then empties it in a heavy silence.

-Where did you sleep? I launched the first, the sharp voice.

-It would rather be up to me to ask you the question. Me, I slept here.

He speaks in a calm and perfectly composed tone, trying not to amplify the anger that is still bubbling inside me and that he most certainly suspects is ready to explode again.

-You should have taken advantage that I wasn't there to fuck my girlfriend. Oh no, wait, you've already done that, I swung at him, glaring at him.

He peers at me for a moment, then sighs as he pushes his gym bag to the floor before shoving his hands into the pockets of his gym shorts.

-Listen man, I'm sincerely sorry ok? I didn't think it would end like this, it's not what I wanted, he pleads pathetically. I told him that we had to stop and that we should never have done that, I know that...

-Clearly not! I won't forget to bang your wife when you're married, for revenge motherfucker.

-Kyle...

I ignore it and go back to my cell phone, scrolling through the Facebook news feed without taking the slightest interest in it. All it takes is for me to channel the urge to repaint him, which becomes more and more violent.

He timidly kicks my mattress, forcing me to look up at him.

- Are you really mad at me? dare he ask me. If it had been a girl I knew you really cared about I would never have done that, you know that all the same. But there, you didn't care about her, it was just another girl...

-It was ? I laughed. 'Cause you think I'm gonna stop doing it to myself because you slept with it?

-You...

I decide to leave the room before I no longer answer for my actions, not without voluntarily jostling his shoulder when I walk past him.

-Fuck you Rabbit. Believe me, she'll quickly forget your little sentimental escapade when I make her cum until she forgets her own name!

"She doesn't even want you anymore!" he taunts me as I was about to leave.

My jaw clenches violently. He faces me openly with his eyes, without any expression, but I see how he is gloating inside. He thinks he has won, but he is far from the mark.

I take out my phone, make a call to Megane, and get closer to him without taking my eyes off him as the bells ring.

-Hello ?

- Hi baby, it's me. I'm sorry I missed your birthday, that jerk Rabbit sent me to the ER. All because you fucked with it.

Rabbit doesn't blink. Mégane, she merges in excuse in floods of tears to the con.

- Yeah, it's nothing baby, we both made mistakes, I bamboozled him, his deadpan of my best friend who begins to shake his fist. It's recoverable, we're good together, we're not going to ruin everything just for a shot without any importance. It must have been bad too.

"Stop it," Rabbit orders me, swallowing.

Megan raves on the phone, apologizes again, then tells me we should go get something to eat.

-Ok, in a quarter of an hour in front of entrance A, I accepted, only to enrage my asshole brother.

I hang up without masking the joy of victory.

"You know how she feels about you," he said through gritted teeth. How much longer are you going to keep playing this, Kyle?

I brave the last centimeters that separated us, without moving an eyelash, true to himself. Never afraid, never afraid, always serene.

-It gives you the balls she eats in my hand, huh? I savored when I saw him wince. You wanna know the funniest part, bro? I'm just gonna let her suck my cock and fuck her until she can't walk, just to remind her that your lousy ride on her was worthless compared to mine. After that, I would tell him to go fuck himself, as much as you!

"Good," he said peacefully. Have fun then.

He walks out of the room, expressionless. Only his helpless and disappointed look remains in my memory, as if he wanted to make me understand that it was too much for him, that it was the last straw that made the shit overflow and that he refused to continue to support That. He had never looked at me that way before, as if I was nothing, that he was definitely rejecting me.

Without thinking, my foot slams into her gym bag, which flies against our TV, knocking it back to the floor and shattering the screen.

Fuck it!