Stanley didn’t left the room that night. The sound next door ruined his mood to sleep. He didn’t even realize that Byul already entered the other door. Judging by his character, Byul should be sleeping soundly right now however, his comprehension of him was quite incomplete. And so, the idiot was really an idiot to begin with. Stanley palmed his face in irritation. After figuring it out, he immediately knocked on the next door where the patients were.
After knocking for a while and not hearing any sounds coming from the inside, Stanley halt his hand. He contemplated for a while before he finally unlocked the door.
Inside the room, he saw Byul resting in one of the hospital beds while the other corpse were suspended in the corner with their body frozen like statues. It didn’t take him long to realized what he meant back then. It wasn’t sewing corpse but controlling corpse.
Stanley sighed softly and went towards the corner of the bed. He stared at the sleeping face for a moment and finally sat down. Byul was a deep sleeper. It can be said that as soon as he lay himself on the sheets, he wouldn’t wake up no matter what. Even if he do something to him he’ll never know…
With this thought, Stanley pursed his lips and swallowed. He always know this side of him. Byul would be defenseless as soon as he was under the sheets. Just thinking about this made Stanley felt hot.
The urge to pin him down and rip his clothes off were vividly portrayed inside his head. He stared at him for a while and his clothes were already peeled off by his gaze. His eyes, like a nude glasses, completely undressed the person before him. Stanley took a huge gulp, his throat was parched and he suddenly feel so thirsty. A thirst that can’t be quench by any drink. Staring at him with his lustful gaze, he can’t even comprehend whether it was really happening or not. Just by looking at him, he was unable to control himself. His naughty hand anonymously slithered through his thighs and his other hand were already rubbing his chest unconsciously.
“Bast*rd….” Byul mumbled on his sleep. His brows were wrinkled and he was kicking air. Stanley grinned wide. Just what the f*ck is he dreaming off? Even in his sleep, he wouldn’t call him his name. Such a petty brat.
“Stanley…you fuck..er..”
That second made him stunned and speechless. Stanley gripped the sheets. His heart was beating so fast it could jump off his chest.
‘He’s calling my name so sweet.’
And here he thought he’d…
Stanley, with no regards of what he was actually doing, took that moment to steal a peck on his lips. Just that small, brief kiss made him crazy. Byul remained motionless and as the beast stared at his little prey. Stanley lost his grip. He anonymously got on top of him with his eyes flickering with raging desire. The small frame moved under him however there were no signs of waking up.
Just for a little…
Just a little…
Stanley leaned over to licked his lips. He didn’t know whether he’ll wake up or not but at this moment he couldn’t stop!
As soon as he opened his mouth, Stanley didn’t hesitate to invade inside. His tongue played all over his little cave. Licking…sucking… nibbling… He did everything to him yet he didn’t wake up. After some time, Stanley pulled away. His breathing’s ragged, and his eyes reluctantly lingered on the swollen lips.
Just thinking about his reaction when he opened his eyes with a beast in front of him. Stanley felt the tingle on his spine. All those nasty thoughts keep coming like a steadied stream and he couldn’t, couldn’t hold it any longer.
He was so immersed in his fantasy that he didn’t realize the little prey already woke up.
“F*ck.” Stanley cursed in his heart, he can still feel his lips on his own. As his thoughts flew out of his head. The sudden gush of reality pulled him off the stream.
“What are you doing?”
Byul raised his brow. He woke up and saw Stanley pulling his hair like a madman. If he was his old self, he wouldn’t realized that this guy was next to him but now that he woke up, just after he done the deed. He was slightly perturbed.
Has this freak completely lost his shit that he would pull on his hair while he was next to him? Just waking up and seeing a weird behavior almost made him freak out. He really thought he did something weird to him but he saw him acting strange. For a second there, he thought, he already turned one but since he halt the corpse beforehand he was now unsure of what to think.
Stanley remained silent. The room was dim and there’s only a few bulbs flickering with light. Byul squinted his eyes, right now, he couldn’t see his face clear as there was a blinding light on top of his head. Just at that moment, Stanley look at him like a beast, no, just like a criminal caught in his crime.
Thinking his alibi won’t be enough, he would surely try to reason out his crime. Stanley then asked in a heavy tone. “Aren’t you sleeping?”
“I was. B*stard, who wouldn’t wake up if someone beside you squirmed so hard like that.” Byul said with displeasure in his tone. After saying his piece, he turn away and closed his eyes again.
Stanley just stared at him speechless. Did he not caught him or not? He wasn’t sure if Byul was acting like he doesn’t know or not. Just looking at his back, Stanley almost peeled off his skin. His murderous gaze drilled on his flesh as he thought about the possibility of him knowing while he was acting like he don’t…
Sensing that he was still occupying the side of the bed. Byul irritatingly turned his back and yelled at him. “F*ck. Let me sleep! If you want to sleep, go get your own bed!” After that, he angrily pulled the blanket away and buried himself.
‘…’