Behind Curtains

--- As the eldest son of a middle-class businessman who's going to inherit his father's business in the future, Hansel Guillermo was raised as a gentleman with proper morals. Seen as a loyal and respectful husband towards his wife, no one would think that right now, the man who's known for his upright personality is writhing in pleasure underneath another man. Moving in between the sheets are two people entangled with each other. Hansel could barely keep up with the man's rough movements above him. "Ngh! Hah... Ahh..." Indistinct and erotic sounds keeps on pouring out of his mouth as the man above keeps on giving him forceful thrusts. The pain he felt a while ago when the man pierced through him was replaced with an unspeakable feeling. That thing that keeps on hitting a sensitive spot inside of him makes his mind go blank from the pleasure. "N-no... D-don't... Not there! Sto—ah!" The pleasure was too much for him to bear and no matter how much he pleaded for the man to stop, as if getting more stimulated with his pleading, the man would instead give his hole a harder and more forceful thrust, hitting that sweet spot inside. He could do nothing but hold the sheets underneath his trembling body as he welcomed every movement from the man. He doesn't know how long they've been doing such a shameful thing. All he knew was that he felt so good. Time passed and he quickly lost his consciousness after not knowing how long they've been doing that shameful act. --- As the sunlight pierced through the curtains, Hansel slowly opened his swollen eyes. He frowned as he held his aching head and tried to get up. "Ack—what the..." He fell into a daze when he felt the pain from his backside as he sat up. Surely he couldn't have done something crazy last night, right? He recall drinking all the glasses of wine given to him by the guests of yesterday's banquet so as to not show disrespect to them. Although he wasn't really good with alcohol, he couldn't refuse them and they just kept on coming. Hansel held his head in his palms as fragments of memories from last night slowly came unto him. When he was on the verge of collapsing due to being drunk, Azrael came in time to help him and escorted him to his room. After that, he blacked out. "What happened last night?" he murmured. Hansel froze when he suddenly realized a heavy thing on his leg. He stiffly turned his neck and saw an unexpected person beside him, laying down with his stomach and his face turned on his side. As if reaching to a devastating conclusion, Hansel's face turned blue and he quickly threw himself down from the bed and fell to the floor. Struggling to get up and dismissing his aching back and sore thighs, Hansel went to the restroom and locked the door. There, he saw how he currently looked in the mirror. "No..." He couldn't help but utter a curse out loud when he saw different marks and bruises all over his body. Bite marks and kiss marks on his neck down to his chest and abdomen, as Hansel traced down the marks with his eyes, his body shook. And when he saw his bruised thighs with hand marks and a bite mark, he fell down in his feet. His whole person was covered in a gloomy light as he tried to recall what happened last night. But even without recalling, with what he's seeing in the mirror right now and the man laying in the bed outside, he already had an idea of what exact sh*t he did last night. Hansel crumbled into pieces and hugged himself. He couldn't believe what happened and what he did. He just slept with his brother's best friend whom he treated like his own brother as well. This is so f*cked up.