Be With Me

Chapter 12

The bedroom was enormous, decorated in a masculine tone of white, gray and black. It was dimly lit - mood lighting, he supposed - and Kelvin found himself standing a few feet away from the large king sized bed.

Kelvin knew exactly what could happen the instant they entered this suite. He wasn't going to lie to himself. Deep within him, he still wishes that this man would be the same as the male leads he often read in his favorite romantic yaoi novels – a gentleman, sweet, dotting and respectful, a man who wouldn't do this thing without love for his partner.

However, Kelvin knew right from the start that Cris Yoon was definitely not that type of man. He clearly showed him and even told him the very first time they met, that he didn't do love and never would. In short, Cris Yoon might only wanted a lover for company or for his s****l needs.

He made it clear enough from the very beginning that this was what he could expect and he warned him, not once but many times, to stay away. Yet, here Kelvin was, willingly following him to the depths of hell, because he believed that this was the man he had been looking for, the answer to his prayers. The man that Kelvin could fall in love with but one who wouldn't love him back.

Kelvin knew he wasn't the type of man who would wait until they were in love with each other before doing this so he already mentally prepared himself.

But now that it was actually happening, he couldn't help but slightly waver. This wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. Kelvin didn't know doing this took a lot of courage. He wondered why his male classmate in high school who he overheard talking about having s*x with an older man made it sound like it was so easy. Somehow, he began to see them as super brave individuals because compared to them, he, a 20 year old adult, was struggling.

Quietly letting out a deep breath, Kelvin re-assessed his resolve but in the end, his decision didn't change. He already bravely asked Cris Yoon to bring him to his hell, despite him telling Kelvin it was not a good place. This was his choice and he would commit to it because he just got the feeling that this was the last chance he would ever get. Kelvin knew deeply that if he didn't take this chance, he would die in regret without fulfilling his one and only wish.

When Cris moved towards the bedside table, Kelvin closed his eyes for a while, barely hearing his footsteps muffled by the soft, thick carpet. The moment Kelvin opened his eyes again, intense emotions overflowed within them.

Kelvin stood there and quietly watched him as he removed his watch and placed it on top of the table. His eyes followed every moved Cris made as he walked over to the other side of the room, removed his jacket and hung it on the back of a chair.

Kelvin observed him carefully and he couldn't help but gape at how inhumanly graceful his movements were even at times like this.

After removing his necktie, he nonchalantly walked back towards the bed and promptly made himself comfortable. He was sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard, with one leg straight and the other folded up, so his knee was up in the air with his wrist resting on top of it. He gazed at Kelvin seductively as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt with his other hand, stopping only once he reached the button that would expose his chest.

The view of him sitting there, in the middle of a vast bed, was just jaw dropping. Kelvin felt like he needed to rub his eyes and pinch his cheeks just to make sure he wasn't imagining things, but even then, Kelvin knew that his imagination could never come up with a scene like this one.

His eyes were smoldering with all the sexiness in the world without him even trying, which caused Kelvin's heart to pound even harder. He could not take his eyes off him; no, he didn't want to take his eyes off him and miss out on this spectacular image.

Cris Yoon was undoubtedly the sexiest man Kelvin had ever met- not that he had met many men in his entire lifetime, but that was beside the point. The point was no man could ever compare to him.

They both quietly stared at each other for a long while. Kelvin saw his eyes deliberately travel from his head down to his toes and then back again. His expression was still unreadable but he could at least feel the intensity from his eyes as he looked at him, giving Kelvin confidence that maybe this man really did find him somewhat attractive.

It wasn't because Kelvin didn't have enough confidence in his self- he knew that he looked rather dashing, especially tonight - but this man right before him was on a whole other level - almost godlike.

And Kelvin wouldn't blame him if he turned around and told him that he barely passed his standards. He even truly believed that no one in this country, including him, were good-looking enough to even stand next to him.

As Kelvin was busy thinking about just how high his standards might be, the man on the bed continued to study him. This time, his gaze felt like a black waterfall that gently caressed its way down Kelvin's neck, down his collarbones, and stopped just above his tiny slender waist.

And then, finally, he opened his mouth and spoke.

"Strip," he commanded. His voice wasn't harsh nor cold but he sounded so authoritative as he uttered that single word, like he was used to giving orders and just expected them to be done without question.

Kelvin was shocked, so shocked that he immediately fell into a daze. He knew what was going to happen the moment he entered this suite but he never expected Cris to simply command him to strip by himself.

Weren't they supposed to kiss first and then help each other undress while they were lost in each other's kisses? Well, that was how it always happened in books and movies.

Kelvin thought that he was already prepared to what's to come but this was too unexpected. This was not a scenario he had envisioned himself. Suddenly faced with a dilemma he hadn't even considered, Kelvin didn't have any idea where to even start!

His silence and the shock on his face, of course, didn't escape the man's notice.

"You can't do it?" His eyes narrowed. "This is just the first step of the last test, Mr. Kelvin."

Kelvin subconsciously swallowed. He was shocked but surprisingly, he didn't feel scared. He looked at him in the eyes and although he still wasn't able to understand anything from it, somehow, he felt like this man would never hurt him.

Even though Kelvin had only met him a few times, deep within he felt that he would be safe with him and it was definitely a mystery to him. Kelvin was only freaking out because he had absolutely no idea how to do this. He had never ever done anything like this before but he was now twenty years old and it was about time he experienced what it would be like to have s*x.

"The first step?"

"Just the first step."

"I can do it," he suddenly declared. Kelvin's voice was a little louder than normal as if he was trying to give himself some boost, before he finally moved.

Kelvin started unbuttoning his suit jacket, then let it fall down his feet. Next his vest his necktie, then his shirt. There was shyness and hesitation in his every movements as if he was a little unsure of himself. And, then he took a deep breath, closed his eyes before carefully moving his arms and letting his shirt fall gracefully around his feet.

Kelvin still had his eyes closed so he didn't notice Cris Yoon's Adam's apple bob up and down the moment his shirt fell on the floor. Cris Yoon was staring at Kelvin with bewilderment as he stood there, blushing, with his arms crossed over, covering his perk pink n*****s.

After watching him for a long while, the man spoke again. "Pleasure yourself."

"Hmm?" Kelvin blinked. He looked like he had just spoken to him in a different language.

His reaction made the man's eyes slightly narrow again.

"Fine." He sighed as he reached out towards the top drawer of the bedside table and took out something long from inside it.

He handed him a pink vibrator and then returned to his spot.

The young man blinked again as he examined, the pink long thing in his hand.

"Don't make me wait. Put it inside," the man ordered and Kelvin just swallowed. He had no idea whatsoever as to what this thing was. He had never seen anything like this before. Kelvin wanted to ask him what this thing was and what he meant by 'put it inside' but the man was so serious, he was afraid he'd fail the test if Kelvin showed him that he didn't have any idea on what this thing is.

"Is this clean?" was what he asked instead and the man half-smiled.

"It. Is. Very. Clean." He stressed out every word.

Still unsure about what to do, Kelvin hesitantly looked at Cris Yoon and then in the next second, he open his mouth wide and stuff the whole thing inside...

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