Obsession

Chapter 5

The sun had shown its rays from the gaps in the curtains that broke into Axton’s room. Quinza, who had just woken up from sleep, blinked, looking around the room that wasn’t hers. I was lying in the same bed as him.

Quinza watched Axton, who was still asleep, looking at Axton’s face as Axton fell asleep.

Unlike Axton, who always looked at him, Quinza always feared him.

Tracing his forehead, eyebrows, and eyes, Quinza’s hand extended, caressing the surface of Axton’s handsome face, before landing on his nose and brushing against Axton’s sassy lips, which always kissed him without consent.

With his index finger, Quinza rubbed Axton’s lips. Axton’s wakefulness since earlier was unknown to Quinza. The moment Quinza looked at Axton’s face and touched him.

Axton enjoyed every touch of Quinza on his face, especially when Quinza touched his lips. He liked it. Axton opened his eyes, looking at Quinza, looking at his lips.

“It’s satisfying to wipe my lips, sweet miss!” Axton asked, surprising Quinza, who was still touching his lips,

Hearing the voice of Axton, who had woken up, made Quinza lower his hand until Quinza’s gaze shifted to Axton’s blue eyes.

“Axton…” Quinza said, seeing Axton looking at him until their noses touched.

Axton didn’t move from his place, staring at Quinza, his hand reaching out to smooth out Kunz’s hair that covered his eyes.

“Morning, sugar,” said Axton, still tucking Quinza’s hair behind his ear.

Axton pecked Quinza’s lips and smiled at him.

Quinza was fascinated to see Axton, who showed his smile. Even Axton never smiled at all in front of a crowd or even in front of Quinza.

“Are you going to keep looking at me like that, hmm…!! Don’t blame me if I do something to you, especially thinking your hand is on top of my junior.” Axton glanced at Quinza’s hand on top of his little brother.

Quinza was surprised and saw his hand above Junior Axton. It was only natural that Quinza felt something hard in his palm.

Quinza pulled his hand from above Junior Axton and turned his face red from embarrassment at the carelessness of his hand.

Axton saw Quinza’s blushing face, couldn’t help but chuckle, and was exasperated at Quinza’s behavior.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Quinza said, not wanting to see Axton’s handsome face.

“Why? Are you still embarrassed when your hand holds my junior? I don’t mind if your hand strokes or holds my junior,” said Axton without filtering his words.

Axton’s words caused Quinza’s face to turn redder. Quinza gets up from Axton’s bed and gets ready to clean up.

Behind her, Quinza wasn’t sure if Axton was watching her curves. Quinza walked towards the bathroom in the room, swaying her chubby ass like a model walking on the catwalk.

It did not escape Axton’s view. He swallowed his saliva roughly and saw Quinza wearing the shirt he had changed into last night. Quinza looked so sexy in his shirt. The curves of her body made Axton’s wild thoughts stick in his brain.

“Damn, is he teasing me on purpose? At this rate, I can’t stand to pounce on him.” thought Axton, who was still watching Quinza.

Axton tried to shift his gaze elsewhere, but unfortunately, the sound of instructions from Quinza made Axton’s gaze refocused on him.

“Where is the bathroom, and why am I wearing your shirt?” asked Quinza, surprised after she realized her clothes were not hers.

“On the right, the door is black, your shirt is dirty, and I replaced it with my fresh shirt,” replied Axton.

“You… The one who changed my clothes?” Quinza asked Axton again.

Axton nodded his head in response. He didn’t want to stare at Quinza any longer. He immediately turned his gaze to another direction, afraid that he couldn’t control himself, and pounced on Quinza immediately.

***

Quinza, who had just come out of the bathroom, smelled the aroma of delicious food.

He also looked for the source of the cooking aroma and found Axton skillfully cutting vegetables and meat using a knife.

Axton, sensitive to his surroundings, knew that Quinza was not far from where he was.

“Are you going to look at me like that all the time?” asked Axton without breaking his chopping activity.

Quinza, still motionless, didn’t listen to Axton’s words. He was still busy looking at Axton. Axton seemed very sexy and was wearing a black patterned apron.

“Do you still want to stay there and stare at me like a thief?” asked Axton, who had finished cutting him off.

Awakened from his daydream, Quinza couldn’t help but smile awkwardly, seeing Axton staring back at him.

“How did you know I was here?” Quinza said nervously. As if what Axton said was true.

Axton sighed. He didn’t reply to Quinza’s words and continued his stopped activities.

Not getting an answer, Quinza walked over to Axton, approached him, and stood not far from where Axton was standing.

“Hmm.. Can I help you?” asked the clumsy Quinza, who was already behind Axton.

Axton turned his body to face Quinza; his eyes couldn’t take his eyes off Quinza, who was going to follow him intently.

Again, Axton cursed at himself, seeing Quinza wearing the clothes that Quinza had worn earlier.

The shirt Quinza is wearing emphasizes her curves, particularly her

chest. Her n*****s look incredibly tempting. Axton takes a big gulp. Feeling his mouth become wet with saliva.

The images of love in Axton can’t be separated from his brain. Axton wants to feel Quinza’s n****e, which is destroying his senses.

“Why?” Quinza asked, narrowing her eyes in surprise at Axton and snapping Axton out of his perverted thoughts.

“Are you sure you want to help me?” asked Axton, who had woken up from his lascivious reverie.

“Of course, what can I help you with?” asked Quinza.

“You can arrange the plates on the table,” Axton ordered Quinza to put and arrange the plates on the table; yes, indirectly, Axton kicked Quinza out of front of him so that Axton’s mind returned to his senses.

Quinza nodded in agreement. After all, Quinza saw that the food that Axton was cooking was cooked and ready to eat.

Axton exhaled roughly. He refocused on his cooked food, then turned off the stove and moved the food into the container he had provided. Axton served the food on the table, asking Quinza to try the dish.

Quinza’s eyes lit up after tasting every dish Axton made, and then Quinza choked because he wasn’t careful when chewing food.

“Be careful,” said Axton, handing Quinza a glass of water.

Quinza took the glass of water from Axton’s hand and gulped it down in a sexy way.

Axton’s Adam rose and fell, seeing the way Quinza drank water, so sexy in his eyes.

Even his mind was not in line with his heart. Axton snatched the glass from Quinza’s hand and threw it away.

Quinza flinched at the sound of broken glass being thrown away by Axton until Quinza saw Axton’s gaze, which was already foggy, shrouded in passion from Axton’s two blue eyes.

The moment their eyes connected, they gave in to their impulses.

Quinza allowed Axton to kiss him without receiving a kiss in return.

Quinza did not reply and retaliated with a bite. Axton searched for methods to elicit a response from Quinza. Axton’s hand felt and occasionally stroked Quinza’s smooth thigh, which was exposed up and down his hand, giving intoxicating sensations to Quinza.

Quinza’s beautiful brain felt empty. She couldn’t hold it in any longer. The sensation that Axton gave her was like an electric shock to her and made her brain's working system disappear.

Quinza wrapped her arms around Axton’s neck and kissed him back.

The food on Axton’s table was removed without breaking their grip. All the food that Axton had made was scattered on the floor.

Axton took one of Quinza’s legs onto the table while Quinza was still sitting on the table so that Axton had more freedom to stroke Quinza’s core.