Twisted game

CHAPTER 3: STRANGER

Asim grabbed Aileen’s hand, pulling him onto the dance floor, with a glass still clutched in his other hand, the music thumped through his chest, loud and consuming, and for the first time that night, he let himself feel it.

He closed his eyes, moving to the rhythm, his body swaying dangerously close to Aileen’s, the alcohol seemed to be kicking in, it softened the sharp edges of his pain, blurring everything that had hurt just hour ago like magic.

For a moment, nothing else existed. No betrayal nor the memories of it, the ache in his heart was no longer heavy as it was.

It was just this, just Aileen.

Asim turned slowly until he was facing Aileen, their faces just inch away from each other, close enough for him to feel the warmth of Aileen’s breath, also to notice the way his eyes darkened under the dim light in the club.

The scent from Aileen hit his nose as he moved in closer, Asim couldn’t tell if it was the atmosphere or something deeper… Something far more dangerous that wanted to make him get closer to Aileen. He slowly wrapped his arms around Aileen’s neck, he could feel Aileen’s arm on his waist.

“I want to have fun” Asim whispered, his voice low, daring before pulling Aileen into a kiss, Aileen didn’t hesitate.

He kissed him back just as fiercely, his hand tightening around Asim’s waist, drawing him closer as if there was no space allowed between them. The music still playing in the background and the crowd still dancing but everything seemed to have faded into nothing but background noise.

The kiss deepened, slow at first and then like they both were starving. Asim’s fingers curled into Aileen’s shirt, the feel of his smooth skin and muscle underneath the shirt.

Aileen’s hands also shifted, his touch was felt on Asim ass, a soft squeeze on it, firm and deliberate. Asim let out a soft breath which he couldn’t hold back. For a moment Asim forgot everything. This feeling was all that mattered.

Aileen broke the kiss slowly, his lips brushing Asim’s jaw, down to his neck. “Let’s take our fun elsewhere” he whispered, his voice dropping into something quieter, more dangerous.

The words sent shivers through Asim, he swallowed the drink left in the glass, without any Argument he followed, and they walked out of the club.

The night air hit them as they stepped outside, but it did nothing to cool the heat building between them, a sleek white car pulled up and within minutes they were inside, silence settling between them but their breathing still heavy.

Every glance they shared felt like a promise neither of them said out loud.

They arrived at a hotel, Aileen stepped down first, then opened the door for Asim, his hand finding his again like it belonged there. As they walked in, the staff greeted him with familiarity.

“Welcome back Master Aileen”.

Asim’s brows lifted slightly, but he didn’t question it, not when Aileen’s grip tightened just a little before guiding him forward.

The elevator door closed, the moment they were all alone Asim snapped, he slammed Aileen against the wall, pressing a kiss on his lips again. The kiss this time was rougher than before, more desperate, like he needed more and didn’t care how he got it.

Aileen let out a quiet breath against his lips, a small smile forming as he pulled away just enough to look at him.

“There’s no need to rush” he muttered his voice calm, steady like he was completely in control. “We have the night to ourselves”. The elevator chimed open, the doors slid open.

Aileen opened the suite door with his card, inside the suite, everything felt too big, too expensive but Asim barely noticed, he only wanted one thing. Aileen.

“Is this yours?” he asked, his voice softer now, his eyes flicking around the room.

“My parent’s” he replied casually, already taking his shirt over his head and tossing it aside. His gaze returned to Asim sharper. “We aren’t here to talk” he stepped forward, closing the distance between them once more.

His arm sliding around Asim’s waist, pulling him closer.

They stared at one another, ready; there was definitely nothing holding either of them back.

Aileen’s well-defined muscles captured Asim eyes, pulling him in without efforts. There was something about the way he stood there confident and calm that made Asim’s chest tighten.

He stepped closer his lips brushing over Alieen’s skin, tracing the lines of his body as if memorizing them. Every action made Aileen’s breathe hitch.

Asim quietly but quickly unbuckled Aileen’s trousers exposing his c**k right in front of him. He let out a tiny gasp, it was so thick but he didn’t hesitate.

Asim wrapped his fingers around it before gently inserting it into his mouth. His warm wet tongue wrapped around Aileen’s hard rock c**k, giving the tip a quick lick that sent shivers down Aileen spine.

His fingers slid into Asim’s hair, not strong but guiding Asim’s movement, slowly Asim took him all in, into his mouth.

Aileen’s head tilting back slightly, his eyes closing for just a second as he let himself feel it.

“Asim…” his voice dropped, rougher now, his grip on Asim’s hair tightened.

Managing to spare a glance at Asim who was on his knees with his mouth full, the position made Asim look hot. Aileen pushed himself deeper into Asim’s throat causing a little gag as Asim fingers pierced into Aileen thigh.

But Asim didn’t let go, he leaned into it, wanting every part of it.

He loved the fact that Aileen was enjoying himself. He increased him thrust but Aileen pulled out quickly.

He pulled him up quickly. Asim barely had time to react before their lips crashed together again, the kiss deeper this time, more urgent, more consuming.

Asim’s clothes disappeared between each touch, until nothing remained, “You look...” Aileen’s voice softened but his eyes said something different. “Beautiful” the word lingered between them before he closed the distance again.

They both collapsed on the king sized bed, the impact barely noticed.

Aileen’s lips trailed down Asim’s neck, slow and deliberate; as if he was learning every inch of him. The touch sent a shiver through Asim’s body, his breath catching as he tilted his head back, giving him more access without even thinking about it.

Asim felt it building, his chest tightened, “Stop teasing...” he whispered, his voice breaking slightly despite himself.

Aileen slowly removed them before bringing them into his hole, he circled his finger around Asim’s entrance, sending shivers down his spine.

For a moment his eyes met Asim as he inserted his finger into him, Asim gasped as Aileen finger worked in and out of him, Aileen connected their lips and almost immediately added another finger.

Asim moaned into the kiss, his finger griping onto Aileen’s hair as he felt his wall stretch on.

Aileen removed his finger and reach for a sachet of condom and lube that was beside the bed, he ripped the pack opened with his teeth wearing it quickly, returning his gaze to Asim.

He pressed his c**k on Asim’s hole causing him to gasps as he grabbed the sheets for some sort of support, Aileen sunk his c**k into him bit by bit, waiting for him to adjust before fully pushing himself in.

“f**k…” he moaned feeling Asim wall tight around his c**k. “You’re so f*****g tight”

Asim didn’t response as he tried to breath but Aileen didn’t let him have that space as he began to thrust into him slowly but deep.

“You take me so good” he spoke his voice deep but shaky.

Asim moaned with his gaze on Aileen with every thrust. His breath became uneven and his grip tightened on Aileen’s hair.

Their moans filled the room. Asim’s stomach building up.

“I’m going to c*m” he voiced

Without any words Aileen adjusted his hips, making sure he was hitting his gspot before pound into him harder and faster than before.

“You love this don’t you” he spoke also in a whisper, with his hand wrapping around Asim’s c**k.

“f**k… Aileen… I’m Cumming” he moaned

“c*m for me” he spoken increasing his pace. Asim’s fingers pierced into Aileen’s skin as they rode out their heights together.

Aileen collapsed on the side of the bed, “That was amazing” he spoke breathless