Warning: R-18! Read at your own risk.

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Aiden's Point of View

"Where's my gift?" Wyatt asked, "You haven't given me a present yet. I've been waiting for you to give me something."

His birthday celebration is over and his other guests are leaving to go home. Instead of being downstairs to say goodbye to his guests, he was here in the hotel room with me. We will spend the night here. So did his family and the other guests including his friends: Hans, Jacob and Yuan.

The truth is, I didn't really buy Wyatt a present. Not because I forgot, but because I have no money. My allowance hasn't arrived yet so I haven't been able to buy it. Maybe I can buy him the next day when my allowance arrives, right? Maybe he can wait.

I removed the wig from my head and turned to the door to see if it was locked.

"No one else will knock on the door anymore, right? Your grandfather must be tired, he won't come here, right?" I asked.

I'm tired and I want to rest. I also want to remove these other colors on my face.

"I'm asking where your gift is to me, why are you changing the subject?" he asked. The seriousness in his voice is also obvious.

I took a deep breath before speaking, "I don't have an allowance yet, I haven't bought anything."

I walked over to the bag and took the makeup remover and the cotton. I sat at the front of the vanity table and removed my makeup there.

"Are you sure? You don't have an allowance or you just forgot to buy?" He asked again but another question. He sure is not convinced, huh. I saw the reflection of his face in the mirror because he was standing behind me. His arms are even crossed and his eyebrows are raised. I can feel that he is mad.

I nodded, "Even if you look at my wallet, I don't have any money."

His eyes rolled and he walked away behind me. He went to the bed and lay down there, "It doesn't matter."

I sighed. I hastily cleaned my face and put on my pajamas before sitting next to him on the bed.

"Aren't you going to shower?" I asked. I couldn't see his face because his back was the one facing me.

"Wash up with me or drink with me tonight, which one would you choose?" He suddenly asked.

What kind of choices are that?

"All of a sudden?" I sighed. "I'll just drink with you. Take a shower. I'm done showering."

He didn't answer and just stood up. He went straight to the bathroom and it took him 30 minutes to finish. Seriously, what did he do there for thirty minutes? I almost fell asleep a few times because of his time but I just suppressed it because I knew he was sulking because I didn't have a gift for him. And to make it up to him, I waited for him and stopped my sleepiness.

"Are you still awake?" He asked as he wiped his hair with a towel. While his body is covered with a bathrobe.

I nodded, "I waited for you." I sat down, "Are you still upset?"

He looked away, "Who wouldn't? This is the first time you didn't give me a gift."

I bit my lower lip to stop my lips from forming a smile, "It's just a coincidence that Mama hasn't sent me any allowance yet. Sorry."

He sighed. He threw the towel he was using earlier on the sofa and approached me, "Okay, let's just drink."

"Okay," I responded.

I don't know how long we've been drinking but I can only say one thing, I'm drunk. My vision is blurry and I feel dizzy. I feel like if I drink more, I will vomit. So, when Wyatt handed me another glass full of wine, I shook my head along with my hand gesture.

"I can't do it anymore, Wyatt..." I closed my eyes for a second and opened it again, "Let's sleep, hmm? It's like the surroundings are spinning in my vision, I can't do it anymore."

Our backs were leaning against the foot of the bed. If his head is still standing straight, mine is not. My head looked up while my eyes were closed. I really can't take the dizziness anymore. I want to sleep and rest. To be honest, I wanted to do that earlier but I didn't want Wyatt to sulk with me even more so I agreed to drink with him.

He grabbed my head and leaned it on his shoulder, "You... You really didn't forget your gift?"

Pfft- what the? Is that still on his mind?

I giggled, "You're such a baby, Wyatt." I opened my eyes and looked at him. Oh, our faces are too close to each other. "If I kiss you, will it solve everything?"

Maybe I'm no longer in my right mind, that's why I asked that.

Or maybe I was tempted by his sexy lips.

He looked shocked at first but it changed instantly. He smirked, "Can you?"

"Why can't I?" I smiled. "Of course, I can."

I carefully sat on his lap. My two hands were holding his shoulders while my eyes were staring at his handsome face. I don't know if it's just the alcohol or Wyatt is just really handsome now. When I looked down at his neck, that's when I noticed that he was still wearing a bathrobe. Hmm... Whatever, it doesn't matter. But damn, I can't take my eyes off his chest. You know, it's just... It looks so hot. I want to touch it.

"Where are you staring?" He asked, which cut off my wild imagination.

I averted my gaze and shifted to his face, "Can I kiss you now?"

"You can kiss me whenever you want, babe," he answered.

Whenever he calls me babe, baby, honey, etc. I felt butterflies on my stomach. It felt weird but I don't dislike it. Even when we were in high school, he used to call me the endearment of those in a relationship. At first, I just ignored it because I knew Wyatt as a funny guy. But as time went on, he called me that more and more often, until my heart beat abnormally and I got butterflies in my stomach every time I heard him call me that.

I moved my face closer to him until our lips touched. I closed my eyes and felt his kiss. At first, I was annoyed because he didn't even move his lips like he used to do with me. But I also lost that annoyance when he kissed me back after I touched the back of his neck to emphasize the contact of our lips even more.

I felt his hand crawling on my back until his hand went inside my clothes. It's warm. Our lips parted for a moment. He looked at me staring at my eyes before he kissed me again.

Woah, I suddenly feel excited.

My heart is pounding and I don't know if I could calm it down. I don't know if it's because of what I read on the internet or if I really have feelings for Wyatt. I can admit it any time but I'm afraid. What if he suddenly pushes me away after he finds out about my feelings for him? Maybe what I am feeling for him right now is not just because of the kiss. Maybe it used to be like this but I just don't accept it. Maybe that's why I'm not interested in anyone because Wyatt is always by my side. Because Wyatt is all I need and no one else.

I felt his finger playing with my nipple. I pressed our lips even harder so that I couldn't make weird noises like moans and groans. I want to stop but... Damn. It might be because of the goddamn alcohol.

Wyatt parted our lips. He looked at me for a moment before he kissed my neck. He drew a circle on it with his tongue and then he sucked it which made me let out a moan. Fuck.

I covered my mouth when he continued doing that. With his mouth on my neck and fingers on my nipple, damn. I don't know where to turn my head.

"Don't cover your mouth," his husky voice muttered. He removed my hand from my mouth and said, "Open your mouth."

Without any second thought, I opened my mouth. He inserted his fingers there and moved it in and out. He also played with my tongue with his two fingers. He's doing that while looking at my face and I could see how red his ears are.

After a few moments he removed his hand on my mouth. Without saying a warning, he took off my top. I was about to whine when he suddenly kissed my neck causing me to stop.

"Haa~ hmph... Wyatt~" damn it.

I pulled his hair and lifted my chin so I could give him more access to my neck. Damn, I feel like I will get hard any moment.

"Hmph~"

His kiss went down to my chest. His tongue played with one of my nipples while his left hand played with the other. Damn. It feels so good and I want to stop it before it could lead us to something we might regret in the morning.

"W-Wyatt, l-let's stop..." I mumbled.

He stopped. He looked at me, "Are you saying something?"

"Let's stop. I don't like it," I said. I lied. I like it.

"Really?" He tilted his head, "But this..." I was shocked when he suddenly grabbed my manhood, "...says otherwise."

"Stop. Don't touch it, haa..." Damn. Why is he moving his hand up and down outside my pants?

"Why are you lying to me, Aiden?" His voice is so serious. Is he mad because I lied? "Look..." He grabbed my right hand and put it on his manhood, "...I'm hard too."

Is he saying... That he's turned on 'cause of me?

Oh, no. But we should stop now. We're just drunk if we woke up in the morning and one of us remembered everything our friendship might end. I don't want that to happen. I don't want to lose Wyatt. I only have Wyatt. I can hide my feelings just to protect our friendship.

"I want to sleep, I'm tired," I lowered my head.

"Uh-huh?" He's not convinced.

I hugged him, "Let's sleep, please?"

He sighed. He kissed me on my cheek and the next thing I knew was I was floating. Nah, I'm not flying, he's carrying me.

He carefully put me down on the bed before laying down next to me. He put my head in his arms and hugged me tightly.

"Are we... Really going to sleep like this? I mean, do you really want to stop here?" He asked. I nodded as an answer. He stroked my hair, "Okay, let's sleep if that's what my baby wants."

Damn.

"A-Are you mad?" I asked, hesitantly.

"No. Hmm... It's just, it will be hard to sleep because there is something hard between my legs," he giggled.

I looked at him, "You can... I mean, you can take care of it. Do you want my help?"

He giggled, "Help? Damn. I don't want your help. I want you."

"H-Huh?"

"Come here," he made me sit on his lap again while he remained lying down.

I just noticed now; I didn't put my top clothes back on.

"Let's rub it off," he said.

"What? Wait!"

He forcefully took off my pants and he removed his robe too. Now, we're totally naked. Damn, it's so embarrassing. And what's with his thing? Why is he so big? Mine looks small because of his size. Damn it.

He was now leaning on the headrest of the bed while I was still on top of him. I couldn't look at him, that's why my head almost broke just to avoid his gaze. My hands are covering my thing. I want to leave his lap but when I take my clothes off the floor, he can see my ass.

He chuckled, "Are you shy? Oh, my baby Aiden is shy?" Then he laughed. Damn. He's making fun of me. He touched my face. He caressed it softly before he made me face him, "Don't be shy. It's just me. Let me take a look at this too," he said and removed my hand that covered my thing.

I twitched when he touched the tip of it. I looked at his face to see if he was giggling but what I saw was different. His face is serious, his ears and cheeks are bright red and he's biting his lower lip as if he's trying to stop himself from eating something in front of him.

"Fuck," he cursed.

He held my manhood together with his. I feel more embarrassed when I see how much bigger he is than mine. He held both of our penises in his two palms and after a while he slowly moved them up and down.

"Haa... Wyatt~" I grabbed his shoulder and bit my lower lip.

So good.

He looked up at me as he continued what he was doing. From slowly, the movement of his palms became faster and faster. Because of what he was doing, I couldn't stop myself from letting out a humiliating sound that you only hear from girls.

"Fuck," Wyatt swears while still looking at my face and doing his other job.

I rested my head on his shoulder while constantly letting out a moan.

"Do you like it?" He asked.

I nodded and held his hand that was holding our things. I moved my hand together with his until we both came. Our breath became heavier. And the last thing I knew was I woke up naked laying down on top of his chest.