Sweeter than Cake [MxM] [English Version]

10 / Touching

[Hi, all! As you could see, this novel was LGBT+. I just afraid you didn't aware what might be on LGBT+ scene. So if you can't bear gay scene, please stop reading. Because this episode may be explicit enough for some people.

For other who doesn't bother with it, hope you will like it. :) ]

"At first we wanted to use a little violence, but looking at your history in middle school it seems that fighting isn't something you can shake off. So we improvised a bit," said Gilbert looking proud of his own thinking.

I didn't ask, but Gilbert was talking non-stop. Really. Right now I really have no desire to hear anything. I just wanted to get out of this place immediately and do something to stop this strange sensation going through my body.

"Looks like we have a few hours before the tycoon realizes something's happened to his soulmate. Enough to shoot a phenomenal short film. At first I was hoping the hot actress would join in as well."

I can only assume that the tycoon Gilbert has mentioned was Lynx and the hot actress was Vanilla. And I still remembered both Lynx and Vanilla had to take care of something one hour before the end of school hours. But I haven't understand what Gilbert and others have to do with all this.

Apart from Gilbert's two friends, I could see a man who was big and had a scary face with many tattoos on his face and all over his body. With a baseball bat in his hand and unkempt clothes, he seemed to be a thug. And he seemed to be the strongest man in the room so he was placed beside the door.

The other person was just an ordinary man with a tall build. He's wearing the same school uniform as us but I've never seen his face at all. But at first glance that person had an appearance similar to...

"He seems to have realized his co-star. Hahaha. We were to be able to find someone who is similar to your soulmate. Hey, boy. You can use him as you want," said Gilbert looking at me and the boy he mentioned alternately.

Gilbert's words, the perverted face of the man who had an appearance made to resemble a Lynx, and the condition of my body. All of those things made my intuition pick up on the thing I should avoid right now. But when I tried to get up from my sleeping position, I fell off the sofa instead.

The man who looked like a Lynx approached me who had fallen at floor. With evil smile, the man tried to touch my back and thighs. At first I've used all my strength to block the his hand, but he easily controlled my movement. Then he lifted me back onto the sofa.

"It will be fun. Don't worry."

I felt very annoyed when the stranger man whispered in my ear. Not only his words or attitude, I felt very annoyed with my own body. How can I easily reacted to every touch from him, even his exhale in my ear bring sensation to my body.

Right after Gilbert shouted "Start. Action", I felt various touches land on various parts of my body. The stranger man climbed onto the sofa and bends his legs so that his body was parallel to mine. As his face approaches mine, I immediately sink my whole head into the back of the sofa to the left. Despite failing to make a lip kiss, his tongue slid from my cheek, jaw, to my neck.

My body shuddered. My mind was messed up. But unfortunately a stimulant drug can make the nervous system in my body didn't not function properly. It's as if every touch of my skin made me want another touch. Again. And again.

Shit! I need to stop this!

Everytime I tried to resist that man's touch, he can easily hold my body. I could feel the touch of a hand that runs down from my waist to my manhood between leg. Indiscriminately, that man touch my rod with his fingers gently, making my mind confused and unable to control my own reaction. Even I tried to hold my mouth for not making sound, my throat still gave unnatural sigh that might be heard as soft moan.

"See? You seem to be having a lot of fun," whispered that man in my ear again.

My face was still directed towards the back of the sofa. But every now and then I could feel the touch after touch on my cheeks by lips and my bottom by that man's finger which made my face heat up even more. Attempts to avoid stares and other touches on my face didn't go the way I wanted either.

My mental breakdown was getting worse when that man manages to take off my all of my bottom outfit. His touch on my bare skin made me shivered but gave unknown great pleasure. His finger -which has been lubed with cold wet thing- has touching around my legs slowly to see my reaction.

I was impatient enough to only feel the sensation, so my stupid brain gave me instruction to check where the impuls came. I immediately cursed my brain. With his smirk smile when he saw my helpless face, that man push his finger to my bottom hole. One finger only has made my body moved unconsciously because my libido got high impulsively. Unconsciously, I thighten my legs, squeezed that man's hand and made my rod stood up.

This whole pleasure made my brain freezed at the moment. My eyes has been closed thightly and my fingers has scratched the sofa. I tried to ignore this whatever impact from the drug.

But... It feels so good. Ah...

I was tired of holding this sensation. My breath was also irregular. But I seem to constantly crave this strange sensation.

Ah.... is he going to put his rod in? Ah...

I closed my eyes again after see that man already half naked with his stood up rod already touch my leg. I couldn't think anything at this time and only could let it flow. But suddenly there was the sound of the door opening violently.

I turned to the side and saw a familiar figure. Lynx was seen standing still wearing his white uniform shirt with the door to the room he had broken. I looked away immediately when Lynx saw the condition I was in right now. The conditions were terrible to look at.

It seemed that the man who looked like Lynx was terrified to see the person he was impersonating coming, so he chose to tidy up his clothes instead of going ahead with what he had planned. Meanwhile Lynx was holding the baseball bat that was thrown at him by the thug man. Then Lynx walked towards Gilbert and his two friends.

"H...how come?! We even made sure the school building was locked. There's no way anyone would think anyone's still inside," Gilbert said frantically when he saw Lynx.

"Turn around, Lynx..." Instead of a scream that came out, again my voice sounded wheezing.

Lynx didn't react too quickly to my words so he got hit in the head from the baseball bat. I could see blood dripping from his head onto the floor. Why? It was unusual for Lynx to act rashly like this.

A kick to the stomach and multiple punches to Lynx's face were delivered by Gilbert and his two friends. I could not do anything. My body even became so stiff right now. I looked around and there wasn't a single clue I could do to help Lynx either.

When the punch was about to fly back towards Lynx's face, Lynx's hand reflexively held it. And in a few moments the situation turned one hundred and eighty degrees. Lynx could dodge all punches and kicks given by four people.

Lynx endured Gilbert's final blow, twisting Gilbert's arm so that Gilbert was currently facing the wall with his arms bent behind his back. And because Gilbert was trying to fight back, his left arm was broken right there.

"ARRRGHHH!!" shouted Gilbert helplessly.

Not enough to break his opponent's arm, Lynx pushed Gilbert's head against the wall until it bled. Just before Lynx prepared to fight the others who were trying to get close to Lynx, Gilbert gave orders to everyone there.

"Stop! Clean up everything and get out of here!" Gilbert shouted, wincing at his broken arm.

"Gilbert...the camera...is gone!"

One of Gilbert's friends was looking for an item that was supposed to be on a tripod. And it turns out that the camera was already in the hands of Lynx.

"All of you will be in prison. All of your violent acts are recorded here."

Lynx said in a flat tone as she took the SD Card in the camera and slammed the camera on the floor until it shattered into pieces. With my last energy, I still could wonder if Lynx prepared to be hit by Gilbert and others for making recording about their violence.

Meanwhile, the man who looks like Lynx tries to escape from this room first. But two people dressed in black suits blocked him in front of the room. Not long after, Vanilla came and screamed hysterically seeing the chaotic conditions in this room.

The two Vanilla bodyguards tried to block everyone for escaping. When bodyguards and two people were fighting, Gilbert and his two friends managed to escape. Meanwhile, the thugs and the man who looks like Lynx has been caught.

My sight changed immediately from the fighting scene into who was approaching me right now. Lynx looked at me with an annoyed face. His eyes was scanning my body from toe to hair. Absolutely, he was so mad.

"I... can't resist," I said in a low voice.

"Vi, take care of them first."

Lynx said to Vanilla who was confused whether she should approach me or not when she saw my condition. Vanilla seemed to understand Lynx's mean.

"You bring Rui home first. I will clean this room too," said Vanilla then gave orders to the two bodyguards who were arresting the two remaining criminals.

In my limited thoughts this time, I expected Lynx to leave me. But it turned out to be the opposite. Lynx bent down, picked up my pants from the floor and placed them on the edge of the sofa. After that Lynx approached me and lifted my body so that I could sit and lean on the sofa. Lynx did it with care. Very carefully so his hands that touched my skin did not make a terrible sensation like I experienced earlier.

I stared at Lynx's every move in awe. He put pants on for me. Tucked in the pants from the toes of my feet. Moved from left to right. One by one. Until finally my clothes covered my body again, Lynx looked at me sharply.

"You really can't move?"

Lynx's question I answered with a nod. It wasn't just the drugs that made me weak, but what the man who looked like Lynx did made my energy drain completely. Not long after my nod, Lynx's right hand was already on my back and his left hand was on the inside of my elbow.

"Put your arms around my neck," Lynx said just before he lifted me up and propped the weight up against him.

*****

A long corridor returned.

I was still running and running

I found one door.

That door again.

The door which I couldn't open.

Then I screamed.

It turned out that Lynx was in front of me.

Then the face changed to someone else's.

The person pushed me to the floor.

I tried to fight.

But the power was very strong.

The person's face was approaching...

"AH...."

I woke up with sweat dripping from my forehead to my neck. The strange dream that I've been going through has turned into a nightmare. A worst dream about what happened to me this afternoon.

I straighten my body so that I could lean on the back of the couch. I looked around and felt strange. I was on spacious bedroom seemed like twice of mine.

King size bed with white bed cover that I occupied. Both nightstands which were so aesthetic. Dim lights above the bed and nightstand. A window was replaced one side of the wall and covered with salmon curtains. Carpet covering the entire floor.

I was in...hotel?

I was just about to guess something else when Lynx came through the bedroom door. He was bringing a small tray containing a cup and a bowl with smoke billowing.

"Eat," said Lynx after placing the tray on the nightstand.

I glanced at the tray. A tea and soup still hot. Lynx knew well that I was going to be starving and needed something to calm me down. Not wanting to linger looking at the tempting food and drinks, my eyes turned to the figure in front of me. Lynx was frowning.

"Eat first and then we can talk," Lynx said as he walked out of the room.

I sip the soup slowly while replaying the events that happened today. Lynx carried me to his car and not long after the car drove I was unconscious. Looked like Lynx took me to one of the hotels from the Olivine Hotel because it's impossible to take me home in such a mess.

I was looking at my outfit right now. My mind was wondering further when I realized that my clothes had changed. I didn't even find any part of my body that felt wet, unlike when it happened.

"No... that can't be right... did Lynx clean my body?" I muttered with a shudder at the thought of it.

I finished the soup and tea that Lynx had brought me quickly. When I got out of bed, I saw a shirt, pants, and panties folded neatly on the table. I took a set of clothes and walked to the bathroom.

I looked at the large mirror hanging over the sink. Even though I could clean my body with soap and water, my mind told me that my body will always be dirty.

What should I do now? Am I too stupid for choosing to get involved with the Olivine family matter?

I took out the lenses from my eyes and put them in a dry soap dish. Then I raise the soap holder over the sink stand to avoid splashing water.

In addition to the lens, there was one more item that I wore specifically to anticipate the actions of the terrorists. Since it was connected to my shirt, I had to quickly ask where my shirt was before Lynx realized something.

When I came out of the room, Lynx was already sitting on a long sofa in the middle of a very large room. The glass window that filled one of the walls gave a view of the dark sky and there were only a few skyscrapers that lined this building. It seemed we were to be at the very top of this hotel.

"Ah.... That's right, an owner must have access to enter one of the penthouses of his hotel," I murmured.

I walked to pantry because I saw my uniform on the pantry table. And when I arrived in front of pantry table, Lynx put something beside my uniform.

"You're looking for this right?"

I nodded awkwardly in response to Lynx's question. A microphone in the form of a button that was connected to a data storage area that was the size of an eraser. Lynx had known before I found it.

"Even this afternoon you wore the eyepiece that my father's men used to use. What did you talk to my father about?!"

Lynx shouted at me while was holding back the set of microphones. This time he gripped it until it broke.

I swallowed my saliva. I knew Lynx will be angry with this plan. But still seeing him this angry made me quite scared.

"I... said I'd prove my innocence... and help you guys investigate suspicious people at school," I stammered as I looked at Lynx's irritated look.

"Now what do you get, huh?!"

"That's a risk I have to accept."

Lynx threw the microphone at the wall furiously. Then he approached me with a quick motion and squeezed my shoulders with his hands.

"You don't even know what you're getting into!"

"Then why do you always hide it?!"

Lynx rolled her eyes. The volume of the voices from both of us was getting higher. Unconsciously, I was carried away by emotions.

Lynx slowly loosened his hands from my shoulders. He looked down. Then walked past me.

I grabbed his right hand as a sign to question his attitude. But there was no response whatsoever from Lynx. He was only standing still.

"They're terrorizing me too. I can't just sit there, can I?" I said after a moment of silence.

"Can't you stand their attitude?"

"That's not it... I..."

"Then just leave me alone. They won't bother you anymore."

I already knew there was this possibility in my mind. But why did Lynx have to say it without hearing my thoughts first?

"You always hide things and act alone. I just want to help you! Though I don't know if this help matters or not. But at least I tried," I said while still looking at Lynx's face from the side.

When Lynx turned to face me, I no longer felt the anger from Lynx. But his face became very disappointed.

"I repeat it one more time. You have no idea what you're getting into. Your help will only hurt you. You'd better go now."

"No," I answered confidently. "I'm not leaving. I'll still help you even if you refuse. I can handle it, Lynx."

It seemed my words have reached Lynx's emotional limit. I didn't want to make him more emotional. I just didn't want our friendship to end with this one incident. I didn't want to lose my only best friend because I couldn't deal with it. But it turned out that this incident was not only bad for me.

"I can't handle it! Fine. You're going to ask why I can't handle it? Because I can't see you being treated like that! Why? Because I like you!"

Lynx pushed me against the nearest wall. My head was between his hands that were outstretched against the wall. The words that Lynx said made my body stiffen for a moment.

"Can I rest easy seeing you being treated like that?!"

"Liking... you mean as friends right?" I'm still trying to figure out other possibilities that could happen.

Lynx took a deep breath. Then exhale slowly with a slight shaking. I could also feel his hands shaking too.

"Are you still denying what you've suspected all along? I can't help it anymore. If you still want to deny it, please leave and never see me again."

Lynx walked away from me. Then suddenly hit the pantry table with all his might. Make the bowls and cups that were there to be broken and messy on the floor.

It seemed that Lynx's emotions hadn't subsided even though he had scattered things on the floor and cracked the marble pantry table. After grabbing his hair in annoyance, he turned to me.

"And you're still asking how I feel about you? When I saw you lying there half naked. Having s*x with a stranger. I wish I was in that position. Now you understand?!"

I can't think of anything right now.

I just wish I was still dreaming.