Love Mechanics

Chapter 9.A friend in need…

[Vee Vivis] 

I sit staring at the phone line that's been cut off and let out a heavy sigh. I look down to check the status of someone I know in passing, who's showing on the phone, and become frustrated. Why go back home to sleep because of the early group project appointment?

Bastard...off to the pub to see other guys, rather. I didn't send him off, but I actually stood up and...was about to follow him, though his eyes stopped me in my tracks. I didn't dare follow him outside, fretful of my own feelings. At that moment, Ploy also called, so I stayed back and talked to her. I looked towards Mark, but he was uninterested in me, so I went back in and continued working on the project. Fuck it...

Rrrr~

"Yeah." I picked up Nuea's call. Actually, I'm annoyed at my friend. The fuck is he thinking, calling me at 3 or 4 in the morning? [Are you with Ploy, dude?] He asks me, along with some chattering noises in the background. It seems he's just come out of the pub. Speaking of pubs, it makes me upset again. Is it the same pub that the bastard went to? 

"Nope. She said she's having a dinner gathering with graduates." I reply.

[Dinner gathering? Really, dude? Your wife's hot as hell. You'd better keep an eye on her, man.]

"What're you sayin', Nuea?" I query. From being upset with Mark, hearing Nuea's words makes my blood boil even more.

[I saw Ploy at the pub, dude.]

"Is it so strange to go pubbing after having dinner?"

[But what if she's drinking other things apart from just drinks? You think that's strange?]

"Nuea!" I raise my voice. He falls silent before letting out a sigh.

[Check my Line. Think whatever you want. I'm just letting you know from my perspective.] 

He leaves it at that and cuts off the line, abandoning me with anxious thoughts I can't get rid of.

Mark's issue becomes minuscule when my chat notification chimes up. I stick out my trembling finger to press on the photo with a fast-beating heart. My face unknowingly becomes numb when I see my girlfriend leaning against someone else's chest. This must be an accident or a coincidence, but the message from my friend accompanies the photo. They're like this until the pub closed. It makes my face quiver. I'm afraid...

I admit that I've been feeling this way for weeks, as Ploy and I have been talking to each other less and less. But I tried to tell myself that it wasn't what I thought, that perhaps I was overthinking things, or that I hadn't been taking care of Ploy as much as I should have, though that didn't mean my love for her had faded. It's true that Mark came into my life and had an impact on my feelings, but Ploy remains the most important person in my life. Besides, the incident today is not something that I have to decide on my own. 

I lift my hands to rub my face before heading to the toilet to wash my face. I walk back to the bed of Ploy and I, and gradually sit down. I look at the vacant spot next to me and let out a sigh. Tomorrow may be a better day.

A soft tenderness greets my cheek, making me open my eyes. Ploy's pretty lips wake me up. Her beautiful face makes my heart flutter each time I see her lovely smile in front of me. It's as if to say Wake up, honey. I bring myself to sit up and pull her in for an embrace.

"You were out all night," I say crossly, before burying my nose into the back of her neck. An unfamiliar smell hits my nose, disorienting me for a while.

"I got wasted, so I spent the night at my friend's place." The voice pleads along with the pretty face, which turns around to beam a sweet smile at me.

"It's a bit too often these days." I reprimand and stare directly into those pretty eyes.

"Sorry..." Ploy says and looks down at the tip of my chin. Her slim hands wrap around my neck before leaning into me. "Sorry, Vee. I won't do it anymore." I slowly close my eyes and lift my hands to embrace her in response, before letting out a sigh.

"I'm worried about you."

"I know..." Ploy says brightly and steps away, her small hands squeezing my cheeks, as she smiles contentedly. "My boyfriend is such a nice person...being worried about me and all."

 "Luv ya," I say, as I squeeze her nose.

"Awe~ Love you too, Mr Handsome. Love you the most." Ploy says before planting her lips onto mine. We kiss each other softly before withdrawing.

"Don't make me worried again, okay?" I stress, before pulling her into my arms. The person sitting on my lap looks away from me before turning her back to me.

"That's enough...! I just went out and got back late. No need for the guilt trip, Daddy." The cheery voice utters as she lifts my hands to kiss. The moment she lowers herself and her pretty hair falls beside her shoulders, I see a mark at the back of her neck. A mark that I didn't make. If it's just going pubbing then I don't mind, Ploy...

"Ploy..."

"Yes?" The sweet voice replies as her pretty face turns around to look at me.

"Are you going to class today?"

"I have class in the afternoon. I was thinking of taking a nap first. Last night I stayed up really late." The cheery voice tails off at the end, as if this is supposed to be funny, so I smile at her and caress her cheek before moving towards the back of her neck. Ploy flinches a bit, though keeps on smiling at me. That smile makes me respond with a thin smile of my own.

"I'll...go and shower first. I've got a morning class today." I say and lift her body. She stands up obediently, but before I walk away, the slim little hand suddenly grabs mine. She veers her eyes up to me, and at the same moment, I look down at her. 

The sweet eyes seem to pierce into my heart, making it skip a beat. The flicker in her eyes makes me feel as if something is firmly squeezing my heart. Ploy looks down at our holding hands before uttering in her sweet voice.

"Study hard, my love." I smile in response to the sweet words from my girlfriend and lean down to kiss her softly on the forehead before going to take a shower. Why does the expression of love, which I like to hear, sound insecure?

I walk out of the room with a cloud hanging over my mind. I wonder why I don't just ask out clearly, but I keep this thought in my mind. The answer's quite simple, actually. I'm afraid... afraid that if I ask her, I won't be able to deal with the answer. Frankly speaking, I need some time to prepare my heart. If she's really done something wrong, then it's no different from me. We both need a bit more time, and if things don't improve, we'll discuss it further.

If one were to ask me whether I feel hurt, I can say that I really do. Tears nearly flowed out of my eyes upon seeing the photo of her with another guy. I couldn't get any sleep; negative thoughts consumed my mind to the point that my head nearly exploded. Seeing clear evidence in the morning made me numb and dumbstruck.

The sound of the door opening in the other room draws my attention. Mark walks out with his neat-looking shoulder bag. His student uniform indicates how ready he is to go to class. His oval eyes look at me before quickly looking forward.

"Mark," I call him as I step towards him. "Can you stay with me first?"

You can call me selfish or whatever, since I'm also scolding myself in my mind as well. It's the room where I frequently spend time, although the relationship status with the room's owner is more than just senior and junior. I look at the junior who's staring at me straight-faced, though his eyes clearly indicate that he's annoyed with me.

"I think we'd better have a serious talk." The room's owner utters the first sentence. I look up at him from the sofa I'm seated in.

"About what?" I ask back calmly. I feel oddly good upon seeing the facial expression he makes towards me, since he's not just ignoring or neglecting me like before.

"Don't pretend you don't know." He says sternly and veers his eyes to me. I then stand up and stare at him.

"I'm so tired today. Let's not talk yet." I request as I look into those oval eyes. Mark furrows his brows before squinting at me, prompting me to approach him and lean my head on his shoulder.

"The hell is it now?" He exclaims, but doesn't push me away.

"Let me be like this for a while," I reply and get closer to him, draw his waist nearer, and plant my face into the pretty-colored neck. I slowly close my eyes, hoping to take a break from all the things around me. Mark doesn't embrace me back, though he doesn't push me away either. The sound of the air conditioning and our breathing are the clearest sounds at this moment.

My tears slowly flow out from the corner of my eyes and fall onto Mark's white shirt. It seems he takes notice, since his handsome face looks down at me. I don't say anything and just let my tears flow, tightening my embrace so that we get even closer to each other.

Several minutes pass, but my mind feels more at ease with each passing minute. I admit that being with Mark makes me feel better, although the many issues between us still bother me.

I withdraw myself after crying to my heart's content. The tall guy doesn't do anything except look at me. His trembling eyes and gaping mouth make my heart beat fast. Is Mark worried about me...?

"If you're sleepy, then go take a nap. I'm about to go to class." The words that come out of his mouth after turning away make me smile lightly.

"Stay with me for a while," I say as I grab his wrist, which is just slightly smaller than mine. I tug at it gently and pull it towards me. I look at the person who's biting his lower lip and plead softly. "Please...stay with me for a while?”

Upon finishing my words, the pretty woman clenched her lips and clamped down on me without warning. I open my eyes and see that his handsome face is right next to mine, and his pretty lips suck on my mouth, before he sticks out his tongue. I open my mouth and close my eyes...and kiss him back, accepting all the feelings that he's clearly conveying to me. Mark withdraws from my mouth and gently kisses my cheek.

The strange feeling, along with the symptom they call heart palpitations, is occurring in me. I look at the guy in front of me, who's almost as tall as I am. The look in his eyes reflects all that needs to be said.

"When you stay with me...don't think of her."

I press my mouth against Mark's once more. He opens his mouth and kisses me back. We adjust our face angles so that we can kiss more comfortably, exchanging each other's tastes. Whatever issues there may be, I put them at rest for now. I'll focus my attention on the one in front of me at the moment. The request just now sticks in my ear. My heart is still beating hard and fast, and our mouths still work in unison as before.

I withdraw from Mark's sweet mouth and lower myself to press my lips against his pretty-colored neck. The one in front of me leans his neck towards me and allows me to kiss him. Mark's hand slides up to caress my back. I pull his waist against mine and kiss him repeatedly, before turning sideways and kissing his jawbones. I glance at the handsome one's face and see that he's fluttering his eyes and panting, swallowing his saliva. Why is he so damn sexy?

I kiss Mark's lips and push him towards the sofa. Mark's long legs stride along with my force. He sits down, and I lower myself to continue kissing him. His mouth is the part of his body that I like a lot, if not the most.  "Uum..." The moaning sounds out, together with a push that makes me move my face out. I look into the eyes of the one whose face is reddening and flash him a grin, making Mark's handsome but serious-looking face even redder.

"Embarrassed?" I lift my brows and ask him something which I already know the answer to. I ask him even while knowing, since Mark's expression at this moment makes me smile.

"Nah..." The raspy voice replies from in his throat as his eyes look down at his hands.

"Hmph!" I laugh in my throat and step closer to him. I touch his sharp chin and lift it to feed him another kiss.

I agress with Mark further till he lies down on the sofa. His legs are stuck on the recliner, but I don't bother. I step in to split those long legs and protrude my body between them. I lower myself and kiss the pretty-colored neck while unbuttoning Mark's white shirt.

"Ooh..." The moaning sound of the one beneath me is another thing which evokes my lust. Mark's raspy voice makes it even more compelling.

"Uum..." I kiss along his neck down to the broad chest, which is throbbing along with the heavy heaving of its owner. I kiss one side of his chest and place my hand on the other side. This is the first time I've realised clearly that a man's stiff broad chest can make me so lustful.

"Ah...Ooh..."

I suck at Mark's pretty-colored seed and fondle the other one with my hand. The moaning sounds turn me on...as much as his writhing body.

"Uum...take off your shirt." I implant a firm kiss in the middle of his chest before continuing to lower myself. The white shirt has been split, but I feel it's in the way, so I ask him to remove it entirely.

The one beneath me gazes at me. The body, which is slightly slimmer than mine, sits up and slowly removes the white shirt. His eyes remain fixated on me as his shirt comes off, inducing me to lick my dry lips.

Who says guys can't be seductive? I challenge them to come and slap me in the face right now.

"Ooh~" I force myself upon him and kiss him again and again. The younger one sits back and allows me to do so without any fuss, though his legs kick a bit.

"Mark," I call out sternly upon feeling something at my midriff. Mark's knee rubs against my crotch, and what's more...this guy's intentionally asking for it.

"Hmph?" He has the balls to furrow his brows and flash me a mischievous smile. I remove my belt and take off my pants before moving towards the handsome guy who's sitting and looking at me.

"Just ask nicely if you want it," I say with a grin. His oval eyes look at me as his cheeks redden. I move closer to him and stand up. Mark looks up at me before sticking out his tongue and licking his lips.

"Don't seduce me," I say as I push myself onto the younger one. He uses his tongue to taste my body, making the hairs on my skin stand up.

"Uum..." Mark moves himself closer and lowers himself to handle my midriff. His tongue twists and turns as he licks at just the right spots, prompting me to moan out and look up to pant.

"Ahh....Uum..." The moans that inadvertently come out of my throat make the other person look up, turning me on even more. Seeing Mark's posture crawling on the sofa, his mouth not far from my private parts, along with his beseeching eyes, I didn't think a guy like him was capable of such things. It served to amass the blood in my body up to my face.

"Ooh...Smack! Smooch!" The sucking sounds continue to ring out, as the wet saliva drips down onto the carpet, though it's not as interesting as the one in front of me. I take my shirt off, which is in the way, before gradually peeling myself away from Mark. "You're so good at this," I say to the one who's wiping his saliva off his mouth. His oval eyes look at me before he flashes a grin and slightly lifts a brow.

"Want me to teach you?"

"I'm the one who's gotta teach you." I retort immediately, loathing the confident look in his eyes and wanting nothing but to gouge them out. You want to show off that you're so experienced. Well, this sort of stuff is measured in quality, not quantity.

"Really?" Mark looks at me naughtily and flashes me an impish smile. The one who's seated on the sofa stretches himself up and kisses my neck. The arms that are wrapped around my waist pull me in and gradually rub up to my back.

"Ahh...Ma...Mark." I use my quivering voice to call out to him as he moves his mouth down to my chest, before sticking out his tongue to lick the area. "Ooh~" I flinch, unaware that I've extended my chest out to him. So this is how it feels? He must've felt likewise when I did it to him.

"Uum..." He purrs as he kisses and continues to lower himself down to my abdomen, focusing on kissing that area before arriving at my midriff once again. I look again at the one who's kneeling on the sofa and playing with my private parts, unaware that I've been thrusting my waist into his mouth. Each time he sways his body in and out, I see his pretty ass motioning along in sync. I look at them, the part which I used to touch, and that had given me ecstasy. I extend my hand and caress it along Mark's back, making the one below me flinch, though he allows me to carry on. I circle his back and stop at the edge of his pants, inserting my hand inside to fondle his firm butt through his undies.

"Hmm! Whaddaya think you're playing at?" The younger one gurgles my part out from his mouth and springs up, making our faces almost brush against one another and enabling me to embrace his back. The intimidating look on his face does little to threaten; instead, it emboldens me.

"I ain't playin'..." I say as I lower myself to whisper into his ear. "I'm doin' it for real."

I proceed to take Mark's pants as well as his undies off. His midsection, which has expanded similarly to mine, greets my hand. I caress and squeeze it gently, massaging it so that he can feel good. Mark then does something that makes me smile. He puts his face on my shoulder and purrs out.

P'...P'Vee...Ooh..." My name that comes out of his mouth gives me great satisfaction, so much so that I push him down onto the sofa. Mark looks at me and bites his lips as he realises what I'm about to do to him.

"Don't seduce me," I say, before using my finger to brush against his lips. But the damn kid just sticks out his tongue and licks my finger playfully. Umm...you're really gonna drive me wild, huh?

"Gel's in the room." The raspy voice mentions freeing my finger.

"Can we not use it?" You can call me selfish, but right now I really want to eat the one in front of me.

"I'll feel pain, then." He says, an upset look overtaking his handsome face.

"I'll go easy on you," I assure him as I look into his eyes, trying to gain his trust. Mark nods after looking at my eyes for a while. I lower myself and kiss the one who's lying down and slowly extend my hand below, pressing my finger against the tender meat which I've tasted before.

"Ooh~" Mark purrs in his throat and flinches slightly.

"Don't tense up. I can't get it in." I say as I lower myself and kiss his face, then down to his neck, before proceeding to his chest.

"Ah...P'...P'Vee...l..."

"Does it hurt?" I slow down my fingering and ask him, though the face of the one below me reddens before he looks at me and murmurs.

"Feel...good."

"You're crazy!" I scold before proceeding to finger him more.

"Ooh~" I increase to two and then three fingers as I sense the widening of that small hole. I lowered down to kiss the moaning one again. Even though Mark's moans make me feel good, kissing him makes me feel even better.

I withdraw my fingers once I sense that he's ready for me, although our mouths stay near to one another. Continue to kiss him as I slowly press myself down.

"Ooh~Ahh..." I feel a hard thump on my back as his mouth quickly retracts from mine. His oval eyes glance up at me before he lets out a long moan when I fully insert myself into his body.

"Uummm." I let out a long moan once I feel the tense suction wrapped around me, making me throb relentlessly inside his burrow.

"Why...ya..."

"Uum..." I'm not interested in Mark's cursing. I move my body slowly once I feel I cannot bear it anymore. If I stay in the same position, I might cum even before getting to do anything.

"Ah...P'...Ooh..."

"Uum...Mark...Ooh..." I move and moan each time I sense the suction. Mark's twisted face and clenched lips heighten my lustfulness even more.

"Ooh...Ahaa...P'..."I ram in strongly so that the moaning mouth can call out my name.

"Ooohhh Mark..." I cry out his name, along with sucking his lips to release the tension.

The tightness from his buttocks that fights back at me drives me insane. I lift his legs in my arms, place my arms on the sofa, and press down quickly. The violent motion that matches our heated passions produces consistently loud moaning from both of us. Though the sound of thumping meat is embarrassing, it emboldens me even further. I extend my hand out to touch Mark's hard part before stroking the younger person in the same motion as my emotions.

"Ahh...P'Vee...I...Uum..." Mark flinches before releasing, and although I'm not there yet... I enjoy the moments that he eats me up as well as when I'm throbbing inside his body.

"Uum..." I stay inside Mark's body as the one below me tenses up. His suction becomes so strong that the moaning sound from within my throat nearly becomes a roar.

"Ahh...P'..." After he releases himself, the tender meat that's enveloping me starts to move.

"Ooh...Mark...Uum..." Am I really this dude's first? Why does he seem so damn experienced? Swipe aside all the questions in my head and pull the slim waist into my body before ramming my hips in the motion that pleases me.

"Ah! ...P'Vee...Ah....Ooh..." Mark's moaning is like fuel to make me move my hips even faster, till I arrive at a moment where my head becomes completely blank, unaware of anything else apart from Mark's suction and my own tensing up.

"Ah...Ahh..." I remain deep inside him upon release. Mark takes in nearly every drop from my body. I motion in and out a bit before withdrawing myself and looking at the panting guy. Cloudy white fluid gushes out the moment I fully withdraw. My naughty eyes stare at his firm butt as it clenches after our love session.

Gulp...

I swallow my saliva before forcing myself to look away. The things that stand apart from the pretty-colored burrow are Mark's handsome face, along with his sweaty body, his slim mouth panting sexily, as well as his legs, which are...still spread apart.

"Mark..." I call out to him with a quivering voice, aware that my voice has become raspier, though that doesn't grab my attention as much as his dazed eyes, which are staring at me. Mark puts his legs together before turning sideways on the sofa. 

"Go wash up."

"Why you..." He curses softly, making me smile.

"Why, what...don't curse," I say as I bend over to grab his arm.

"Aren't I in pain!?"

"You're the one who seduced me!"

"I didn't seduce you!" He croaks in his throat and avoids my eyes.

"Then who's the one who clenched his lips and fluttered his eyes?"

I lower myself to say next to his ear, making his face turn a slight shade of red. Mark turns away and mutters softly.

"It wasn't intentional...I just got in the mood." Ya little fucker! Got in the mood? Then what if he ever does it intentionally? Wouldn't he just drive me so wild that I simply drop dead and die? I don't even wanna think about it.

After showering, Mark and I lie down in the bedroom. Mark lies face down against the side pillow and looks towards me, who's lying sideways looking at him. I press against the bedding and put my head on it, my other arm placed on Mark's back. He looks up at me but doesn't say anything.

"Like that. Looking at me with that look of yours." I say and extend my hand to squeeze his nose gently.

"Hurts!" He exclaims and turns his face away from my hand. "Did you get a nose job?"

"What nose job? It's real!" He turns to me once again. His deep and curt retort makes me laugh out loud.

"I barely touched you and you're complaining that it hurts, so I thought it was silicone," I say, as he flashes a stern look towards me.

"Then I've probably got silicone in my whole body, since it hurts everywhere." He complains and twists his face.

"Then shall I take you to see the plastic surgeon? Starting from here." I say as I caress his firm buttocks. Even though it's through his boxers, the younger one glares back at me.

"Pervert!"

"Hehe, you're so cute." I laugh out before complimenting him, prompting Mark to look up at me. His pretty eyes quiver oddly, until | realise that it's a compliment which I'd never used with him before.

"Cute my ass." He says as he hides his face in the pillow, making me unfurl a smile to myself, before moving closer to him and using my arm to draw him to my embrace.

"Thanks," I whisper beside his reddish ear, while the other person turns to look at me, our faces close together. 

"Thanks for consoling me."

"I didn't want to console you," Mark says near my chin. Since I'm slightly taller, I look down at him at the same moment he looks up.

"But you made me feel better, even though I feel hurt by that person."

"Don't think of that person when you're beside me," Mark says as he positions his lips near mine. I smile lightly before smacking a firm kiss on those thin lips and retracting.

"Okay then. I won't think of anyone else but you, Mark." I say with a smile, as his handsome face turns reddish, his thin lips clasp together, while his oval eyes turn away from me. "Yeah." The deep voice responds from his throat, making me chuckle with glee. I lift my hand to press Mark's head onto my shoulder, kissing his pretty head one more time before lying down beside him.

I'll try not to think of anyone else apart from him.