Chronos Shift

Seal the Deal

    My eyes felt heavy as I trudge to keep open them. I squint my eyes a little to be accustomed to the brightness of the room. I slowly opened them to see in front of my bed a large TV hanging on an ash wood wall that was distinct from the white wall surrounding it. 

    I turned to my right and see a heart monitor along with different buttons with various labels that I was too lazy to read. I also noticed a large window that overlooked a forested area. 

    I looked to my left and saw a grey couch where a sleeping Mike has his arms crossed. I tried my best not to wake him up but his eyes started to blink open. As soon as he saw me awake, his eyes widened and he stood up quickly and went to my side. 

    "What...happened?" I said weakly. 

    "It's a long story but we were in a coffee shop and these people with guns stormed in and..."

    Mike was hesitant to say the next part and just changed the subject.

    "Nevermind that, how are you feeling?"

    "I feel fine now, just a little tired." I flashed a weak smile and he stooped to me and hugged me. His burly arms felt like it was strangling me but I only felt comfort from the warmth he emits and the cotton hoodie he was wearing. The scent of mint invaded my nostrils and I just got lost in his arms. Both of us let go of the hug and I saw his cheeks were redder than usual. 

    "Hey...are you okay?" I lift my hands and pointed at his face. His eyes widened and he immediately turned around to look at the window. I giggled a little at his reaction. I tried to sit up and the sound of ruffling sheets alerted Mike as he raced to my side.

    "Hey, take it easy!" He held my arms to help me sit up. 

    "I'm fine, don't worry, just want to watch some TV." 

    Mike went to the white slab underneath the TV and grabbed the remote. He sprinted to my side and asked me to move a little as he laid his burly figure on the bed next to me. 

    "You think they have Netflix?" Mike and I stared at each other, flashing a grin as Mike turned the TV on.

    As soon as we see the icon, we cheered and he instantly pressed the 'OK' button. An array of films flashed before our eyes.

    "Something scary would be nice." 

    Mike nodded and he scrolled through the list of movies. We came across a movie that had a glowing red cover coming from a door with a mother holding her baby. And the father sleeping on his side, one half of his face looked like it was rotting. 

    "Oooh! That one!" I exclaimed and Mike laughed. He pressed the movie and the familiar 'Dun-dun' sound echoed in the room. 

    "Want me to close the lights?" Mike looked at me. 

    "Sure, sure." My eyes were glued to the screen. 

    I felt a massive space free up as Mike stood up. He flicked the lights off and only the light coming from the TV illuminated the room. He lied back next to me, his arms behind his head. 

    30 minutes have passed and nothing good was happening. The setting sun was nowhere to be found. The moon casually staring at us with its bright gaze along with the stars that twinkled. I just observed the window instead and the sudden shift of my head made Mike pause the movie we were watching.

    "You okay?" He lied down on his side, using his left hand to carry his head while he looked at me. 

    "The movie's boring." I pouted. 

    "Thank God I wasn't the only one." We laughed a little and I turned to face him. 

    The room was getting cold and I felt myself shiver. Mike's eyes looked concerned.

    "Here, come closer." 

    I moved the weight of my body closer to his. He draped his arms around me as soon as I was close to his chest. The scent of mint lingered my nose and his warmth was comforting. I snuck my face in his chest and Mike's mouth went agape. I snuggled on his hoodie and brought my arms closer to my chest. After a second, Mike rested his chest on my hair. 

    "I'm getting sleepy," I said while yawning.

    "Me too." 

    I snuggled closer to him and he put his draped arm around me, his hand on my back. 

    The night was quiet and I didn't feel myself shiver. Mike's warmth was all I needed. I smiled while I drifted to sleep. 

    My senses were conquered by nature. The morning sun shone through the window and its gleam hit my face, waking me up. I still felt Mike's arms around me, he was snoring. I giggled. I know we have school today but they'll understand what happened. I buried myself deeper into Mike's chest and just went back to sleep. 

    A deep voice jolted me awake, my eyes widen and I felt my legs shake a little. I felt a hand comb through my hair, I looked up to see Mike smiling at me. I blushed at the fact that we cuddled last night, and well, up until now. 

    "Good morning." He said as he combed through my hair. 

    "Good...morning." I stuttered. He chuckled a little. 

    He retrieved his hands and stood up carefully. He looked at me.

    "Pretty sure you're hungry, you hardly ate anything from what happened yesterday."

    "Woah there mind-reader." He laughed and he grabbed his phone from his pocket. 

    "Waddya want?" He asked while pressing something on his phone. 

    "KFC" I replied while I stretched my limbs on the bed. 

    His hand pressed away and after a second, he was already calling someone.

    "M-hm" He nodded. 

    "It'll be here in five minutes," Mike announced as he thrust his phone back into his jacket.

    "That was quick...Hey! You didn't even ask what I want." I complained.

    "I've been with you since we were kids, I know that you want 3 Chicken Strips, with Mashed Potato with Extra Gravy, and a Cookie." He looked proud while he said that. 

    "God, I love you."

    "Wha--what did you say?" Mike's cheeks went red and his eyes widened at me. 

    "I love you?" I raised my eyebrows.

    Mike gulped and pursed his lips.

    "Yeah..yeah...it was nothing." He muttered as he forcefully placed his hands on the pockets of his hoodie. The room went silent. And I, still dumbfounded as to what happened. 

    A loud ringing from Mike's phone broke the deadpan silence and he rushed to the door. Leaving me alone with my thoughts.

    I just said I love you and he's as red as a cherry   

    Unless...

    Holy f**k, does he like me?

    I felt my heart flutter and butterflies just invaded my stomach. Blood rushed to my cheeks and I'm like stifling a smile for no reason. The door swung open and I saw Mike holding a paper bag. He and I locked eyes and smiled at each other. He dragged a table from the corner of the room to my bed and placed the bag on top of it. He stood opposite me and as he opened the bag, the smell of chicken invaded my nostrils and I just closed my eyes in its heavenly scent. Mike removed its contents and placed it onto the table. He hands me a spoon and a fork.

    Time to test something out

    I reached for the utensils but I held his balled-up fist. He looks at me in surprise and our eyes are locked. His mouth agape, his eyes widened, and kept looking back at my eyes and hand. A blush crept on his face and mine.

    "The...umm..," He gulped, "the spoon...and..and the fork.."

    "Oh." I let go of my hands and he hands me the spoon and fork. 

    He scratched the back of his head and tilted it slightly, with a plastered smile on his face. 

    He looks so f*****g cute!

    To avoid staring into him like he's the food, I looked down at my actual food and jabbed my fork on the chicken strip. Its juiciness leaked out as the fork pierce the tender meat. 

    I looked back at Mike and he was already peeling the cover of his burger. I stared at him as he opened his mouth and placed the slab of meat and bread onto his mouth. His  jawline contracting open and I just wanna get pierced by it. I didn't even realize I tilted my head and half-closed my eyes in my admiration for him.

    "Umm...do you want some?" He reached out his hand and offered me his burger. 

 My eyes were still half-closed looking at his large blue eyes that looked like the moon if it was blue. I examined each part of his face, every wrinkle, the dimple at both sides of the cheek, the stubble that was getting thicker that I just want to scrape my hand on it. 

    I reached out my hand to his face, he raised an eyebrow in confusion. My hand felt the rough texture of hair, trailing my hands in his hidden jawline that was defined that it can almost cut. I let my hands wander on his stubble until I reached his mouth. 

    I felt a wet and warm liquid around which jolted me awake from my trance. Mike was sucking my fingers with his eyes closed, his tongue licking every finger going up and down. I moaned in pleasure. His eyes looked at me and he flashed a smirk.

    Suddenly, the door opened and a woman in a doctor's coat stood at the door. Me and Mike's eyes opened and we looked at the door. It was like a staring contest between the doctor and the two of us. My fingers were still in Mike's mouth, my hand being held by Mike. Both of us looked at each and I quickly retrieved my wet fingers in his mouth and quickly dried it off into the sheets. Mike ran his hand onto his mouth that had trips of spit on it. He looked in the opposite direction of mine and I looked at the doctor, blush on my face formed from the embarrassment. 

    The doctor cleared her throat and looked at the metal clipboard in her hand and flipped through some of the papers. 

    "Your recent tests have shown that you've stabilized, no major or minor injuries, nothing alarming. Maybe it was just a faint spell," the doctor awkwardly smiled, "So you could go home right now, I'll let a nurse bring in the discharge papers." She left the room and closed the door along the way. 

    Mike looked back at me and his face is as red as a tomato, still looking at his feet. I giggled a little and a nurse, I think, walked in with a piece of paper in hand as well as a pen. Mike walked close to my side and looked at what I was writing. As I wrote the last piece of personal information, I saw that the parent/guardian's signature was needed indicated by a small checkmark. I looked up at the nurse. 

    "Oh, is he Michael Jones? Your mother said that if you were to be admitted that he would act as your guardian." The nurse, like, read my mind. 

    My mother can do that?

    Mike and I looked at each other in confusion, he just raised his shoulder showing that he didn't know of this. I gave him the pen and he signed the papers. The nurse grabbed the papers and flashed a smile at us and left the room. 

    "Well...that was...awkward." He looked at me and smiled. We burst out laughing from the previous...happening.

    "Let's get going, word gets around here pretty quickly." He said as he went on to grab my bag and places a fresh set of clothes at the foot of the bed. He helped me stand up from the bed and I grabbed the clothes. Mike grabbed my shoe on the other side of the room, he looked back at me and saw that I was shirtless, and struggling to wear the shirt. Mike looked at me from my feet to my head.

    "..what?" I muttered, scrambling to wear the shirt. As I brought the shirt down from my head, I saw him right in front of me, staring into my soul. He knelt and undid the buttons of my pants and he slid the zipper down. My eyes widened at what he did.

    "M--Mike?" I was moaning a little but he didn't even bat an eye. He pulled down my pants and an angry bulge met his face. He looked up at me with those pleading eyes and I just nodded instinctively. He pulled down my boxer brief and my erection sprung from its prison. I can feel myself pulsating as Mike eyed my hardness. He left kisses at the tip that sent shivers down my spine. My breath quickened. He slid my hardness in his warm and wet mouth. His tongue playing with the sensitive tip, making me moan at each suck. He slid his mouth further unto my length and I can feel the back of his throat.

    "...fu...fuck." I moaned. The suckling noise was echoing in the room, but all I cared about was this heaven-like feeling. As he bobbed my length, I grabbed his hair and forced my hardness down his throat. He wasn't even gagging. His tongue made shapes and did acrobats across my length. 

    "Right...there." I rested my back on the bed and placed my elbows. I was almost thrusting my pelvis unto him as I was about to explode. It was my first time and this churning my stomach so much. 

    "I'm...gonna...come." I stuttered as the pleasurable feeling was getting me high. He sucked faster, making sure my tip was satisfied with his wet tongue. I felt the pressure build-up on my length.

    "f**k!" I screamed and warm thick liquid escaped my tip that was still in Mike's mouth. I was breathing like I ran a marathon, my senses just went a 360 from the mischievous act. Mike removed his mouth and I saw him gulp the load I just let out. He licked my tip making sure nothing was wasted. He wiped his mouth and stood up, towering over me. He knelt at ear's length.

    "...you're mine." His deep voice sent shivers down my insides and my hardness pulse once again still exposed to the cold AC of the room. He smirked and knelt to put my boxer briefs up. I wore my jeans and slipped into the shoes Mike placed awhile ago beside me. Mike handed me my backpack and gripped my butt. I blushed at the gesture and he just smirked. His cute facial expressions turned into something seductive, and teasing that was making me want to sin. He raced to the door and opened it for me, following me shortly after. 

    We threaded the hallway, side by side, his arms wrapped around me. I'm merely a dwarf to this bear of a man. The walk outside was silent but my heart was beating like crazy.

    I just wanna climb this tree right now.

    As we reached outside, he used his other hand and dialed in a number and called it. After a minute, a shiny black sedan stopped right in front of us. Mike opened the door for me and he went to the driver's seat.

    "How the hell..."

    "I have connections." He flashed a smirk that made me sit down in my seat and behave. 

    "Gotta wear a seatbelt." He reached over at my side and brought the seatbelt down. His face was an inch apart from mine. I felt my breathing go heavy again but he just went back to his seat. I pouted from the unmet anticipation.

    He's riding much smoother now, no more unnecessary spee-

    My back got pushed to the seat as the supersonic speed of the car shook my thoughts. I gripped the seat and closed my eyes as any second now maybe my last. Then, after just a second, we were in front of my house. A door opened and Mike was waiting for me to go out, holding out his hand. I blushed as I grabbed his rough hand and stood in front of the car. He opened the door for me inside and I just dropped my backpack on the side. 

    The door closed behind me and a pair of arms scooped me from underneath, Mike looked at me as he held me in a bridal hold. He leaned in and planted a passionate kiss on my lips, I kissed back with much more passion. We pulled away and I felt him run upstairs. 

    "Wo--aHHH!" I shouted at the fear of falling. We reached the dark oak wood door I have and he opened it.

    The strength this man has 

    As we went inside the room, he shuts the door with his foot. He threw me onto my bed and he locked the door. He ran to me and pinned me in place. His face on top of mine, my hands held firmly by his grip. He licked his upper lip as he examined my face. Suddenly, he planted his face onto my neck, his hot breath making me hard and my heartbeat all across the room. He left a trail of kisses on my neck, he also nipped at my neck making me scream in pleasure.

    I looked at the window above me and saw the orange light had let itself in.  

    Holy s**t, we stayed that long in the hospital?!

    The stars were starting to twinkle, and my body was contorting to different shapes from Mike's hand and mouth work. The night was gonna be really...really...long.