Ethereal (BxB)

Chapter 14

L U C A

10:09 AM

I lied on my bed exhaustedly. That's when one of my sisters called me down because someone's here for me. Who else would want to come in my house this day? Peter? No, Peter doesn't visit in Saturday, he usually does in Sunday. But now that I'm not the mood to play games. I just walk down stairs with my gray sweatpants, sweater and a pair of white socks. "-just sit here for a moment, I'll just call my brother," I hear Rochelle stated. "Nevermind," she added.

Once I finally took the person in my vision, I gasp. We didn't agreed for his plan yesterday yet. I don't even remember him saying it. "Good morning?" He simply asked. Yes, he asked. Maybe he's following the flow he wrote.

"Hey, why did you stop by?" For once, would you please let my Saturday free? Hah? World?

"Come on, Lu. You're supposed to be in my car right now. Let's go home? I prepared some pizza?" He's really into my vacant time. Fine. I nodded.

"Yeah, I forgot. Would you let me take some bath first?" I requests.

"We have bathroom?"

Goddamn it, even that? Why was he so f*****g desperate for my appearance in their house? "Oh, okay. Let's get going then?" I appraised. After that, I told my sister that I'll be staying the night at Ejey's if that's okay. And when she said let it be. I grab my essentials to finally let Ejey drive me at his home.

During the time in car, I fell asleep not just because Ejey bore me sometimes. But the exhaustion of doing nothing was unstoppable. Plus, Ejey didn't let me take a bath. Then suddenly, my head thud at my seat. "Ouch," I uncontrollably whimper.

"Sorry. We're home now."

Yeah, we are. I look around me for some sign that would give me reason to back out or discard this plan, but I found nothing. Their house was perfectly okay. It's clean and mesmerizing, aside from its hugeness. However, what intrigued me was that there's a room at the very right side of it. A glass room filled with green plants and other nature things. And the next thing happened... I was willing to come inside to see what's the inner view of this nice outer part of the house.

Just when I was about to enter the large double door with my shoes almost stepping into the tiled floor inside, Ejey called my attention by clearing his throat.

"Oh, just bring your shoes in. It doesn't matter," He told me, as I did evenly with a shrug. I'm still tired, tired of being floated. Then the conclusion of us 'not bringing our shoes inside our house even though it's okay' compared to this — added an impact through my blood boiling spree.

"I guess you have WiFi?" Was my delusional question.

"Of course. But..." He halt with a toothy smile. "You're not going to use your phone this time because we're playing some other things that were more decent and entertaining."

With that, he leave me agape with a loud gasp. Did he just said that social media and virtual games are not decent? 'Cause that's what he's been telling otherwise. "Moron!" I screamed at the top of my not so deep voice, which ended up giving me cough and sore on the throat. "Fuck."

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"You're done. How lovely to see you in my clothes. Does it fit perfectly?" That's Ejey's first words when I came out of his room after taking a bath and cleaning myself thoroughly. He lets me have his black champion hoodie, shorts that reaches my knees to level how comfortable this is and a pair of new white socks he owned. Now that we're on the large and peaceful dining area along with the maids who's just dusting everywhere, Ejey offered me a game.

A game in which players take turns removing one block at a time from a tower constructed of fifty four blocks. Each block that will be removed will be placed on the top of this tower, creating a progressively more unstable structure. It is called Jenga.

However, Ejey added some bullshit mechanics that I have to follow since I accepted his challenge, knowing that I - Luca knows everything about games. And the mechanic he applied was to strip. Taking each of your clothes one by one if you destroy the tower, including shirts, trousers, socks, accessories and undergarments.

Despite nudity, I ignore the s**t out off it while we started the game that I'm the first one who'll remove a block after building the tower myself. At my first move, it was successful, he did too. After some minutes of disoriented laughing, we now exceeded sixteen moves out of fifty four. Causing the tower to be so shaky.

And unfortunately, when the twenty fourth move comes, I was the one who'll pull a s**t. Goddamn it, I should have made the tower unstable so he'll be the one who's stripping now, not me. Okay, that sounds creepy. "Careful, you might going to lose a clothe." His distractions were consistent.

So, I ended up destroying the tower. "Oh," I mumbled, before looking at his mischievous grin.

"Take it off now..." He teased, and I just have to take off my cross earrings as I settled it down on the glass table. "Nah, you're no fun," He huffed.

"Build it up now," I demanded, which he quickly do because it's his turn now. Though, with these I think six wears I only have compared to his; necklace, tank top, yellow shorts, socks, boxers, two rings, and well, maybe contact lenses - it'll be hard to recover my comeback.

"Watch and learn, loser," He mocked, as I scoff internally surprised.

After an hour, sadly, I have no clothes left but the large hoodie he lend me. No undergarments, no bottom fabrics and no accessories left, my crotch was just covered by the tela this hoodie brings. But look at Ejey. He only has his gray boxers on, contrasting how defined his body was. His chest, his abs and obliques, his biceps and literally his veiny hands complimenting everything how he looks like naked. Going back down there, I can see the perfect V line connecting through the waist band of the Calvin Klein which traces his huge d**k because of its ridiculous color. I'm not kidding, he really has a huge d**k. That when I started thinking 'why wear gray boxers when you are organizing a strip consequences game?'

Did he planned this? No... That will be an idiotic decision. Never mind. "You're quiet, what's up? Scared to be naked with me?" Suddenly, his audacious voice rung into my thought.

"I'm not scared of anything, milkshake," I simply reply.

"Then it's your turn now."

Oh, please no. Why am I so bloody unlucky today? This is f*****g hell. "Fine. But no interruptions and distractions okay?" By that, I started pushing off the right side block of the very bottom blocks. I know it's impossible, I know it's risky. But we should try.

Then... I was successful. "Wahhahhhaahhahhaah!" I cheered myself gently, not letting him saw my skin underneath. "It's your turn now, b***h!" Jesus Christ, did I just called him that? How cruel my life could be if I'm always overwhelmed.

"Words, angel," He whispered.

"Words, angel your ass. Hahahaha!" I mimicked without dropping my obnoxious laughter.

Right after he pull the last block - well, obviously it fell. And I laugh even more louder that can be almost insulting now. Yet, when I put my stare back at Ejey, he has this daring gaze. Like he's saying 'okay.'... until I realized that he'll seriously going to strip his boxers off.

So I stop him, "Ejey, dude. This is just a game, leave your underwear on. It's not like I've demanded for it. Besides you're the one who organized this, you can skip it off." I suggested carefully.

But, "No, you deserve this for being so pro." Deserve? Forget it.

"Oh, please, Ejey. Stop fooling yourself now because I'm putting my clothes on back, okay?" Although he stand from his seat on the mat, and then he hook his thumbs on the waist band of his underwear. "I told you not to! Get down - woah!"

!!! What happened? It happened that I defy his decision and ended up being on the top of him for being so heavy, that my push give him weakness.

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Accept all benefits from our lord God Jesus Christ, don't be silly. ?