Fictional Fantasies (Completed)

Episode 4: Vivid lewd

After what happened to my best friend, Cheska, I have all my doubts within me whenever I saw a doctor on the way. But heck, I'm also a doctor. A veterinarian to be exact, but that doesn't count.

"You sure you're okay there, Ryz?"

"I think so." I sigh and slightly rub the side of my nose.

I'm here in the hospital, my nose is considerably itchy every time I inhaled something, that's why I badly need to see a doctor to check this up. It might have a matter of malfunction at some point. It's been three days since I have this, and that's uncertain within my case. Also, it's troublesome in my part.

I think it's allergies or something. Nah, it's just my assumptions anyways. I'm not a doctor for this thing.

"Call me if something came up. Take care."

"I will. You too, Kristine. "

I hang up the call and continue my way towards the room specified for my cousin's affairs. I'm gonna pay him a visit, which is my doctor by the way. Practically, he stays here most of the time. He'll only step his foot in the mansion when his clothes run a risk in the laundry.

I'm confident with his work and I'm a bit unconcerned about how he does that. It doesn't matter to me...before. But what happened to Cheska casted a slight doubt within me. It gives me a lack of conviction and screw me up upon the authenticity of this whole thing that involves my cousin.

'Cause honestly, it's Cheska's personal doctor that she trusted for years and that b***h only repay my friend a wholesome betrayal.

Cheska is now having a trust issues about people and so do I. Especially doctors. But I know that my cousin wouldn't do that.

I just know.

God, dude. Were talking about blood relations here. He wouldn't think that way. He wouldn't do that way.

I was about to knock at his door when the door opened unwillingly. How unfortunate.

I saw a nurse. Her lipstick was ruined and her uniform was entirely blasting. It was distorted in an awful means. My eyes shifted to her neck. I can see the apparent hickeys which labeled fresh, giving me a vibes of an excessive smug.

My one brow stretched upward. Her cheeks flustered when she noticed me scrutinizing her keenly.

I give her a fake smile.

"Did my cousin bang you real hard that you forgot to fixed your buttons?" The red tints in her cheeks grew redder even more.

"Y-yes." Embarrassed, she replied.

I know that she did enjoy the pleasure my cousin gave her. She have all the reasons to be ashamed, but not in my cousin's way of f*****g, but on this situation doing this kind of nasty stuff in here. 'Cause truthfully speaking, this time is for work, not a moment to have a quickie.

"I suggest that you should get back in college 'cause babe, you lack manners and decency to do your work properly. Set aside your behavior of being a hooker. That obtrusive moral is not a well-bred temperament. Trust me, you'll rake with low standards of purity because of that." I faked a gasped when she looks offended with widened eyes.

"Sorry for the mean, awful, accurate things I've said." I shrugged a bit and take a pace with my elegant walk towards inside my cousin's haven.

He have the nerve to brought a woman inside!

"Well, hello dear cousin!" He always have this devilish smirk within him.

Jonathan was about to hug me but I dodge his open arms. His smirked fell and turned into a frown with confused eyes. I headed to his swivel chair and then comfortably settled down.

"Your neck have a skin blemish." I pointed out and rolled my eyes.

His pupils dilated, but later on, he showed me his grin, so proud to his lousy pleasures I never wanted to hear nor see in the first place.

A few seconds after, a realization strike me with a hard blow. This man let his neck sucked by that woman?! Oh, damn. He's giving me a full box of headache that punched me to the extent of being knock out.

"You f*****g specimen! You are really the definition of a walking d**k!" My face crumbled and give him a disgusted stare.

Just how unbelievable this man can be?

"What can I say? She offered herself to me, and who am I to refuse a hot chick? I'm just a male species who wants to unleash his libido, Ryz."

I rolled my eyes beyond ditch. "You arse. So f*****g embittered."

He leaned closer to me. Having his hands stayed in the table while bending a bit. After that, his eyes buried to mine.

"Listen, those women I had my d**k f****d with, was giving me their consent willingly."

I avoided my eyes from his intense stares. A knot was forming in my throat, and his firm gazes doesn't help at all. Those unyielding fixed orbs is making me tense to further side.

I cleared my throat and blinked. "Oh please doctor, I have no time for this petty conversation about nonsense things. I'm here for a check-up regarding my nose."

I don't know if my eyes were tricking me, but I saw a worried expression flashed on his face.

"Are you having a hard time breathing?" He said as our distance getting in a short time ahead.

I shook my head immediately. "Not really, but it randomly feels itchy when I inhaled something."

He breath sharply and sigh afterwards. "Elaborate that something in order for me to know your condition regarding this matter."

"Wait. Let me think for awhile."

For a moment, my thoughts was caged to think clearly.

"Take your time." I heard him say and pulled some chair. He, then sat in front of me.

I am utterly bewildered when I couldn't connect some knots to know what's behind this state I'm in. I couldn't even remember that I smelled something strange to make my nose irritated and sensitive. It's odd, really.

"I don't remember." I said in a small voice.

He nodded and crossed his arms below his chest. He seems lost to his own thoughts, so I let him do his thing.

Furthermore, it's been a minutes since silence succumbed us. When I was about to stand up, it was like someone put a light bulb on top of my head. My eyes lit up a bit when I got able to bring some events happened in my life before this circumstances occurred as of now.

"I don't remember a thing, but I'm guessing that this irritation has something to do with the perfume you gave me when you dropped last week in my house." I murmured slowly, word by word.

He eyed me, slightly frowning. "But it's your favorite perfume, isn't it?"

"Yes. It's weird that after I used it, the functions of my nose became unusual. Probably, this is the reason why? Where did you buy that again?"

He scratched his nape and tilted his head. He glance at me after. "France. Stay put for awhile. I'm gonna get something to check your nose."

"Okay. Take your time." I answered and leaned against this chair.

Moreover, my eyes probe to the whole room. It doesn't look like a clinic but instead, it's like his usual room just like in the mansion that I designed with the help of him, of course.

It's been months since I last came here, and I never knew that the theme of this was crafted and copied my design.

My heart thumped erratically because of that thought.

I shake my head twice. How intriguing.

Jonathan was approaching, so I straightened my back and face him.

"I think the perfume is the one at fault about this. It causes your nose to failure on functioning well in a normal state. It affects the tube forming part of the blood circulation system of your body. Which triggers your allergies." He explained, revealing more details and expand some facts for enlightenment after checking up what's the root of this problem.

"Will it fade after a week or more so?" I asked, a bit hesitant about my situation.

He shifted from his spot. Hands intertwined across his one leg's lifting placed on the other. "Yes, of course. Just stop using the perfume I gave you."

"So that means I'm gonna change my perfume now?" I questioned. I'm unsure about the outcome of this issue I've been dealing.

"That I was saying. Yes, you badly need to change your perfume." He responded.

I slowly made some noise through tapping the table using my fingers. "Okay. So be it. But, can I have your perfume instead?"

He got stunned and unable to answer me quickly. Then, a few seconds later, he faked a cough and said, "What?"

"I said I want your perfume." I mumbled, directly staring at his eyes.

"But why my perfume?" He confusingly uttered.

"Because you smell so damn good and that makes me want to have your perfume." I told him the truth. What's the point of denying it anyway?

I cut off the distance between us and tug his uniform closer to me. The space we have is quite ridiculous that kills the oxygen in my lungs.

"Your s*x appeal is screaming, Jonathan. I can't irresistibly drew my nose to your neck. Mind you, I can sniff your neck all day without having the itchy feels." I whispered.

His hot breathes that slaps my face evoke every fiber of my being in a different sense.

"You're making this hard for the both of us, Ryz." He murmured in an unwieldy tone.

I trace his face using my palm. "I did not forgot what's the real deal behind the two of us."

"Who says I don't remember? I'm always be your loyal slave, Ryz."

Our conversation bounced to argument real quick.

I look up to him that made our eyes bumped into each other. "You are not my slave, Jonathan! How many times do I have to tell you that you are not?"

"I know. But that's how I see myself whenever I'm with you. I am your slave, Ryz. I am meekly obedient to you." He muttered, eyes locked at me with different emotions displayed on it. Funny how his eyes expressed so much emotions about what he feel for me that can send me into a distinct dimension where the real definition of paradise is him.

My words might be senseless, logically unacceptable, but can you blame me? Can you blame me if I am a box of paradox where the rational thing is only him?

"Please don't feel that way." I sincerely said and cupped his face.

"That's the truth, Ryz. I am slave by your love. And it pains me to see you being engaged to someone also close to me."

I was shocked about the vulgarity of his words about this complicated matter we're entangled with.

I slightly gasped and then yelled, "But you are my boyfriend!"

And he f****d someone earlier. Nevermind.

"And he is your f*****g soon to be husband! My best friend, Ryz. You are soon betroth to him, not me!, I am your boyfriend secretly! While you are engaged to him and people knows worldwide! Saan ako lulugar?"

I'm afraid that I might hurt him with my touch, so I distance myself. I'm scared that I might set him into fire, burning him more from his rage.

My eyes instantly watered because of his words. The reason why he's not returning home is because of me. He can't stand to see his best friend getting engaged with me and stays on the same roof.

It was my parent's doing and I can't f*****g do anything about it. Engagement is just for business. Pure bullshit, isn't it? And the shitty thing is...he is my boyfriend but our love is forbidden.

We tried to entered this kind of relationship even though we both know it's unlawful. But love will hit you no matter what kind of relationship you have to a person, right? It's difficult to think that our love was considered sinful and conceived that there did exist, which was unholy and sacrilegious.

I held my breath and sigh deeply. "I'm yours. Sa akin ka dapat lulugar. You owned me just like how I owned you."

He run his fingers to his hair and sent it into havoc. "You know I'd rather die than seeing you married my best friend, right?" Frustrated, he stated.

I smiled to console him. "Too much for the dramas. Come here and kiss me. Don't make me wait any longer."

And just like what he said, he is a man who's submissive enough to follow my request. And this man right here is the man I love. Nothing couldn't change it, and nothing couldn't break it.

I rested my back from the swivel chair as he step nearer to my place. And now, our face is just a few inch away from each other. Until he carefully reached for my lips. We shared a deep, passionate kiss for a moment.

"I'm horny now." He told me in a soft whisper after the kiss.

I winked at him. "Then let me help you overcome with it."

Until minutes later, I was in awe as he swiftly removed his clothes in just one snap! Leaving only a boxer to cover his bulging shaft.

"Well, how could I say no to your offer? It's quite beneficial for me." I chuckled a little.

This man is making me crazy from his simple yet incongruous extent acts.

"And since when did you decline my offer?"

"None. Absolutely no. Not ever."

He began to attacked my lips using his. This time, his kisses swing at low speed. His kisses were sweet and pivot with gentleness. I can't catch the roughness in his acts that's absolutely odd 'cause Jonathan doesn't do slows.

"Why are you so gentle this time?" I got the chance to asked him when he ceased from capturing my swollen lips.

We're both panting as we imprisoned our eyes with each other.

"Because I'm not in a hurry. And also, I want to savour this moment with you."

"This f**k-up thing?"

"Babe, this is called making love."

"If you say so. Now, let's stop talking and go for a run of thrills from this make love session thing." I may be sounded so desperate, but I don't give a damn about it. I'm yearning for him and he's the only one who can soothe me from this.

"Your wish is my command, with pleasure tag along."

His hands are in my back, slowly touching up and down. I am fully aware on how he lifted up my dress and pulled it upwards. And then, he just throw it away before I could speak a protest. Now, I only have my brassiere to cover my booties.

Jonathan used his teeth to bite my lower lip that make my lips parted a bit. He take that as an opportunity to bring his tongue inside my mouth and reckon from a particular motion inside it. He's initiating his tongue to roam inside in every edge of my mouth, sometimes sucking up my tongue but more on exchanging saliva. At the end of it, we were lapping each other's flesh.

We were swapping some blows using our tongue as a weapon. No one wants to accept defeat as we continue to sustained ourselves to this fight. Till his hands creeped to my hair, and lips slide down and collapsed in my neck.

I sucked my own breath after we halted.

To push further, he cling his head there for a matter of seconds until he draw his mouth in my neck, contracting the muscles of his lips and mouth to make a partial vacuum. He was like a vampire who's thirsty for blood and haven't suck someone for a week.

I moaned loosely when the sweet pleasure mixed with the pain sensation succumbed me throughout the way. The way he let go of my skin produced some tingling chills. Added by his playful tongue that paved a deed through licking the sensitive part of my neck.

It will leave a mark for sure.

Jonathan get off from my lap. We were that intimate earlier.

I wasn't prepared when he stripped naked in front of me. A harsh gasped escape from my mouth. Who wouldn't be? He just undressed his self without inhibition! And now his long fat d**k is waving at me. His shaft was indicating that I should give it an affection it's aching.

I pushed down myself to level with his manly length.

Without further ado, he place his c**k in between my boobs. It was a good thing that I've got a big boobs, so that I can give him a satisfying blowboobs. His d**k is proudly standing, challenging me for a fight. Nah, I won't back out from this. Besides, we're both adults to handle ourselves. We also know that the both of us can have a benefiting pleasures after this.

I still have my brassiere on. He compacted his manhood in between my breast. The way he thick-set his d**k, came out a comfortable position for his shaft that was absolutely drastic and eventually he's liking it. I can tell, or his face would like to do the honor 'cause satisfied expression is clearly visible on it.

Moreover, he started thrusting his d**k in a slow motion. His c**k was wedged and pressed against my t**s. That's why I decided to unclasped my bra and let it fall from the cold cement.

A smug emerged in my lips when he f**k my bosom faster than his usual pace earlier. Without suppression, I welcomed the tip of his shaft in my warm mouth.

I heard Jonathan groaned and cursed. But I didn't care less. My whole attention is on his d**k. I want to pleasure him in this kind of state.

The extremity of his c**k is surrounded by my mouth. Through which the very end of his hardness is pumping in and out after sliding in between my boobs. The clashing of his rock in my mouth generated a sensual sound.

I consciously impinged my teeth to the both sides of his hardened length. My mouth is almost enclosed when I deep throat him when his shaft attained my mouth again.

I didn't intend to hurt him. I want to deliver his well-being into a full bliss of ecstasy using the pleasures I wanted him to feel.

I was comparatively choked but that doesn't stop me from giving him a head.

"Ugh! Deep throat me more, babe!"

His shaft wasn't place on my boobs anymore. It's now in my hands, grasping it in a circumspect movement while giving the edge of his c**k a deep throat as he plead.

My gait to his length grew faster while sucking him deeper to further my pace.

"I'm gonna c*m!" He announced. I saw how beads of sweats rolled down from his forehead.

That's my cue to stop and hurriedly bend down. I still have my skirt on but I don't wear any short beneath my skirt. I was just wearing a panty. That's all. Nothing less. Nothing more.

I pushed aside my garment. After that, I throw a glance at his shaft. No words uttered, I hold it and guide it towards my entrance.

My wetness is aching for him to do me and pump harder, faster inside and out.

"Ohhhh!" I whimpered when he entered inside me.

He's making my cunt full because of his huge shaft.

I moaned loudly when he started to thrust leisurely, dancing in the rhythm of the moment we were sharing through the pleasures of heat.

My gripped from the swivel chair tightened. It's moving the way Jonathan shoved his c**k inside me with rapid speed. Banging me real hard and screwing my mind to the edge.

"I love you Ryz!"

"Ohhhh! I--- ahhh f**k! Love--- uhmmm--- ughhh you!"

"Uhmm...do you need tissue?"

"Oh my God! f**k!" I quickly leaped from my bed and stood up.

My eyes rounded when I saw my friend smirking at me. She's eyeing me keenly without vanishing her wicked smile.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" I shouted frustratingly.

D-did she saw the foolishness I did while sleeping?

Her hands elevated and showed me the key. "I've got keys to your room, remember?"

I swallowed hard. "D-did you...did you..." I'm stuttering and can't even finish my sentence!

"You mean, the wet dreams you had? Let me guess, lusting over your cousin, b***h?"

My cheeks flustered in embarrassment.

"You even mumbled, 'ohhhh! I--- ahhh f**k! Love--- uhmmm--- ughhh you!" She mimicked and winked at me playfully.

I glared at her. I covered my face using the pillow beside me afterwards. I f*****g put myself in a shameful state!

"Stop it!" I forbid her from taunting me more.

"You still love your cousin? Poor b***h, unrequited eh?"

"Whatever. Get out of my room!"

She just let out a satire giggles. Dumukwang ito sa 'kin at mabilis na hinalikan ang pisngi ko.

"We'll wait you downstairs." My eyes shifted to the pillow and throw it to her spot, but she just dodged it and run towards the door.

But Cheska stopped and look back at me. "The tissue is in the bedside table of yours. You might use it very very badly. And oh, don't forget to bath your hands with the alcohol, Doc!"

"Damn you, Cheska!" I screamed angrily.

"Bye! Ohhhh! I--- ahhh f**k! Love--- uhmmm--- ughhh you!"

And that b***h shut the door, made the closing creates a loud thud.

Damn it.