Losing Control

Nikolai

I was staring at the ceiling, my neck leaning over the armrest just in the right position so the disgusting throbbing in my neck wasn’t triggered much. The mansion was empty - thank god - because for the past week I felt like a little broken ballerina by the way everyone was huddling around me and asking if I needed something. God, you only slice in your throat once and suddenly you are unpredictably crazy and need to be watched.

Fuck that.

I was not going to be used to exploit a weakness of my friends. I’m not a bitch.

I groaned when I turned my head to towards the door when I heard a murmur outside. I gulped carefully, grimacing at the nasty feeling. Damn I was no pussy, but this sore throat annoyed the fuck out of me. I wanted to stab my throat again just to make it stop. Of course I wouldn’t say that out loud otherwise these motherfuckers would dress me in a pink nappy and swaddle me to sleep with a therapist.

You can’t even joke these days.

I didn’t bother to put on a shirt because I never do and walked over to the outside door.

When I came closer I heard a familiar voice that I honestly didn’t expect to hear.

„Please, I don’t want to cause trouble - I just need to know if Nikolai is doing okay?“

„We have strict orders and one of them is to not let you enter or give you any information.“

„Bloody hell, I don’t care about entering this place. I just-“

When I opened the door I saw the bodyguards huddled around the pretty boy, hands ready on their guns when they realized that he refused to leave. How did he even pass the front gate?

„Lotus Flower?“

Brandon’s eyes widened upon seeing me, the guards straightening and stepping towards me in a protective manner. 

I watched the pretty boys eyes roaming over my naked chest only to stay at my wrapped up throat. He gulped. 

„What can I do for you?“ I crossed my arms and leaned cooly against the door frame. His eyes reached mine again and I watched that pretty bottom lip being captured for a second between his teeth before he casted his eyes away and clearing his voice.

„I just wanted to make sure that you survived. Which I did you see. Good.“

I smirked as I straightened up, walking towards him in slow steps, my hands in my pockets.

I gave the guards a sign with my head to move along and they spread out to their usual position.

When my huge body was standing in front of him, I felt like a wolf looking down at their prey. „Well, look at that. Were you worried about losing me, my dainty lotus flower?“

His harsh eyes locked mine as a beautiful crease formed between his eyebrows. Fuck, this boy was ethereal and it made me so angry.

His disgustingly perfectly styled hair and those goddamn sparkling eyes and those plush fucking lips. He was so bloody perfect it made me see red. 

I wanted to ruin him. 

Eat him up.

„I was only making sure you didn’t make my Cousine a killer and stop calling me that“

I leaned down, narrowing my eyes.

„You want to tell me that you came all the way into enemy territory to make sure I didn’t die just so that fucker of yours is on the safe side?“

Brandon stepped back at the proximity and gulped, eyes leaving mine again. I hated when he did that. It made me want to punch a fucking wall when he avoided my eyes when mine were always on him. „I see you’re alright. I’m leaving“ 

The hell you are.

When he started to turn I grabbed Brandon by his nape and shoved him into the mansion, locking the door behind us. This happened so fast that the pretty boy didn’t even have the chance to react quick enough. I released him when he stumbled inside almost falling onto his face.

„What the-“

„Don’t cuss yet, lotus flower, I need yet to adjust to your wild side“ I smirked, remembering how he cursed back in the basement which made me excited as hell. It was such a contrast to his normally well mannered and posh character - I loved it.

„Let me out!“ He went for the door but I cut his path, glaring down at him.

„Only if you admit that you were worried for me and me only! And not for some other fucker“

„Stop this-“

He tried to push me to the side but I grabbed his wrist, pulling him harshly against me. It excited me when he tried to pull back, struggling in my hold like a helpless prey. „Let me go!“ His fighting became more aggressive, my grin wider. This was so thrilling all I wanted to do was make him squirm under me. More and more. 

At some point he was able to release his wrist and shove me harshly back which triggered my neck at the impact and I hissed at the sudden throbbing pain. Brandon stopped immediately, his angry features turning soft in a second, worry plastered across his face. 

I closed my eyes trying to control my breathing and waited for the the pain to subdue. When I opened my eyes my mouth fell open slightly, not expecting to see Brandon so up close who was investigating the bandages. „Fuck, I’m sorry“ he mumbled, his eyes roaming over my throat as his fingertips brushed across the wrapped up wound. His skin touched mine a second and I felt my whole body responding, craving for more. I felt breathless.

„The wound opened, fuck, where are you bandages?“

„Did you just curse again?“ I smirked.

„Nikolai!“

„Yes my beautiful dainty lotus?“

He groaned in frustration. „You are so fucking infuriating“

Me? Did he really say that? Laughter built up in my chest and I couldn’t give two fucks for the pain that it triggered as this was the funniest shit I’ve ever heard in my entire life. I leaned forward, clutching my knees as tears formed in the corner of my eyes, not being able to stop myself from laughing loudly.

Brandon was looking at me like I lost my last sanity but jokes on him - there was non to begin with.

„He is … truly crazy“ I heard Brandon mumble to himself. After I was able to collect myself I wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes.

„This was hilarious“ I deadpanned, a sly smirk on my lips.

„I must’ve missed the joke“ He crossed his arms in front of his chest. Fucking beautiful.

„That‘s what I love about you, lotus flower, you are so incredibly entertaining without realizing it. Humbleness suits you“

„And what exactly did I do that was so entertaining?“

„You said I was infuriating“

He blinked at me a few times, waiting for me to elaborate more. „And?“

I chuckled with a raspy voice, slowly walking towards him, my eyes never leaving his.

The pain in my throat long forgotten in the back of my head as my whole focus was only on the beautiful boy in front of me.

I watched my prey slowly stepping back, scared to look away. He looked so deliciously helpless I wanted to devour him.

„You said I was infuriating when you don’t even realize how fucking maddening you are“

„How-“

I jumped towards him which made him startle back, back colliding with the wall nearby. I chuckled manically.

„You’re so fucking maddening and infuriating it makes me want to eat you up“

I caged him with my arms, his big doe eyes looking at me like a reindeer seeing a hit light. 

„You’re such a liar, Brandon. All you do is lie. You lie to your siblings, your friends, your parents and most importantly to yourself. You have morals, dainty lotus, but they have such fucked up twists and turns that you yourself don’t understand it. And instead of being honest to yourself, you pretend. You pretend all the time knowing that this isn’t you“

I leaned down closing my eyes, inhaling his delicious scent,when I felt my whole body shivering at the sinful fragrance. 

„What do you know about me and my morals“ His lips were merely inches away from my ear, I felt my dick responding joyously. 

„More than you yourself“

I turned my head, breathing his air. I watched his tongue wet his bottom lip, his throat bobbing when he swallowed at the proximity.

„Like what?“ His voice was barely a whisper.

I leaned closer, tongue darting to stroke over his plush bottom lip. 

„Like how I am the most sinful obstacle to your morals“ 

And then I feast on him. 

My mouth clashed onto him, making him gasp in surprise when I pulled him by his neck, holding his beautifully perfect hair in a death grip. My other hand was grabbing his shirt in the front, locking him up so he couldn’t even think of escaping. He mewled under my touch and I wanted to shove my hard dick into his mouth, just to hear what other noises he would emit while he chocked on it. Brandon held onto my arms like his life dependent on it. He wasn’t sure himself if he wanted to push me or pull me closer but I didn’t even give him the choice to begin with. I nipped on his tongue, sucking at it when he moaned, nails scratching my biceps. 

„Fuck“ I panted, pressing my bottom half against his and smirked at the feeling of his hard dick. That’s what I loved about male bodies. They couldn’t lie. Even big fat liars like Brandon couldn’t escape the natural honesty of his own body. I rubbed our dicks against each other, the friction of the pants adding to the pleasure. I needed to stop for a moment when I watched Brandon lean his head back against the wall, eyes hooded and lips glistening. His hair was disheveled and his cheeks and the bridge of his nose were painted with a pretty pink. 

Fucking perfect.

I was mesmerized by this boys beauty that I felt chaos built up in my chest. How much could I destroy this boy? I wanted to ruin everything and annihilate each of his morals. I wanted to corrupt his posh, pretentious heart and make him kneel for me.

„Niko“ He panted, his eyes casted to my throat again. Only then I felt the wetness sliding down my chest but I was too caught up in the emotions that were displayed on my lotus flowers face. „Bloody hell, we need to check-“

„I’m fine“

„You idiot the wound-“

„I’ll survive“ I caged him again between my body and the wall, thrusting against his hard dick which made him moan reluctantly.

I smirked and grabbed his ass motioning his movements against mine, hissing at the delicious friction.

„I wont survive though if we stop before we finish what we started, my dainty lotus flower“