That Alien Feeling

Chapter 27

Six hours later, Adam opened the door and thought, if he hadn't taken Jack's words to heart, he would have brought the little blond intern back.

He dropped his briefcase on the floor, sighing annoyedly.I wish Jack would never bother him again.In the beginning, the guy kept harassing him, trying to persuade him to stop staying at home and go out to solve his physical needs; when Adam did what he said, he started to find other faults, saying that Adam was overplaying.This is so fucking funny, Adam has been hooking up almost every day for months just to gag Jack, apparently the guy thinks that's the only way to prove that Adam is okay.

He's fine.He had said enough of that.He was fine at the beginning and he is in better form now than he was then.It's been a year.He is fine.Jack kept hinting that he was still thinking about Harry, which pissed him off.He'd forgotten about that guy long ago.

He could barely remember what color Harry's eyes were.And the way Harry laughs when he's amused or excited.And the way Harry snuggled into his arms like a flower yearning for sunlight.He almost forgot.

Adam gritted his teeth and pulled off his tie.Harry was such a little liar that it took him months to recover.He almost lost his job because of Harry.His mother had to come to London and yell at him in his face, calling him a good-for-nothing coward, before he finally got up.

one Year.A long, difficult year.This year has changed him a lot.Apparently, time heals all things.The pain, the longing, the bitterness of being betrayed were all gone, leaving him with nothing but cold anger.

Adam took off his tie and began to unbutton his shirt.He stretched his neck left and right, trying to relax himself.He was unbuttoning his trousers when there was a knock on the door in the silent apartment.The knock on the door was timid and tentative.

Adam frowned and walked to the door.

He turned the lock, pushed the door open—and froze.

Because Harry was standing right in front of him.His purple eyes were wide open, watching Adam's expression carefully and expressing a strong desire.

Adam felt himself suddenly lose his center of gravity.

He did forget.It turned out that his eyes were this color.

"Hello," Harry said.

Who gave him face.

Adam slammed the door.

He pressed his forehead against the door, trying to calm down.He's shaking all over - not just from anger - and he can't think at all, shit.

It's Harry.Harry.

Adam couldn't remember how long he had been waiting for Harry to come back.three months?four months?

It's been a fucking year now, and this little bastard dared to come back, and he was still so beautiful, with the same innocent deer look.He wanted Adam... what the hell did he want Adam?

What the hell is he trying to do?

Adam clenched his jaw and slammed the door open again.

Harry was still standing outside the door, pale and depressed, and didn't seem to have moved a bit.

"What do you want?" Adam asked hoarsely.He ordered himself to stop looking into Harry's eyes, but couldn't.Whether he likes it or not, these eyes still have such a magical power for him.It almost drove him crazy.

"I..." Harry blinked.

Seriously, he looks like a china doll, not a real person.How could Adam want such a person?Harry wasn't even that handsome.He's cute and pretty, but objectively, he's too weird-looking to be described as handsome.

"I..." Harry's voice became hoarse, and his expression became dazed.

Following Harry's gaze, Adam found him staring at his bare chest and half-open crotch.The primal desire that surged in his eyes was unmistakable.

Adam smiled. "Are you playing with me?"

Fuck, he couldn't believe it. "That's what you're here for? My dick?"

Harry blushed. "You don't, don't understand."

"That's right, I don't understand." Adam gritted his teeth and replied, then turned and walked towards the sofa, followed by Harry in a daze.Adam sat down on the sofa and stared at Harry.

The little bastard was still staring at his crotch, as if it contained the ultimate answer of the universe.Relentless anger boiled in Adam's veins.He'd almost gotten drunk for Harry's sake, but apparently Harry only wanted a dick from his crotch.very good.

"Are you really here for this thing?" Adam could barely recognize his own voice—how could it be so vicious.

Harry licked his lips. "I……"

"Guess what?" Adam ripped the chain of his trousers all the way. "No problem." He hardened despite the rage that burned his insides to ashes.Harry was salivating at his cock, could he not be hard?If Harry had come today to have a quick, random sex with him, why should he refuse?Maybe after this one, he'll finally be able to forget about the last and only time they had sex—fucking.Yes, shoot.That's not sex.

"Want me to fuck you?" Adam leaned back on the sofa, staring hard at Harry. "Come here, sit up."

Harry's legs were trembling, and his eyes were still fixed between Adam's legs.God, he looks like he's been drugged, with a hungry face and hazy eyes.

"I..." Harry took a step towards the sofa, then another. "I need to talk to you." His action, however, was something else, straddling Adam's lap and holding Adam's cock in trembling hands.

Hold.

Adam sucked in a breath through clenched teeth.He couldn't believe Harry had actually done that.

His hand was about to cramp.He grabbed the sofa so he wouldn't reach out and touch Harry.Hell, he's like a guy who's starving to a table.Delicious food is just the appearance, and the poison is the essence.He pulled himself together with difficulty.He cannot repeat the same mistakes.

Harry gripped his cock tightly with both hands.Adam hissed. "I really, really need to talk to you," Harry stammered, sounding like he had no idea what he was talking about.He groaned suddenly and buried his face in Adam's chest. "Sorry, sorry - I can't do it - I need it so much." He rubbed his face against Adam's chest, then sucked one of his nipples in his mouth, sucking eagerly, his hands greedily caressing Adam's cock .He sucked like a hungry baby, moaned, and writhed on Adam's lap, trying to shake off the sweatpants on him—or at least they looked like sweatpants, but the smooth material was weird.Adam bit his lip hard and ran his fingers through Harry's hair.

Finally, Harry took off his trousers, which was bare from the waist down.He straddled Adam's lap again, rubbing his buttocks against Adam's cock.

Adam took a breath.Harry groaned loudly.

Adam bit his cheek, trying to regain some self-control.He should have pushed Harry out of the apartment instead of wondering where the condoms and lube were.But he looked at Harry's blushing cheeks, his intoxicated expression, and couldn't speak the harsh words that came to his lips.

Before he could recover, Harry had already swallowed his dick in his asshole.

Adam's eyes widened, and he squeezed out a few foul words from between his teeth.He's healthy, but it's still extremely irresponsible.They shouldn't -- for many reasons, many very compelling reasons.Like, they should be lubricated first.

"Wait, Habbo—" But Harry's asshole wasn't dry.He was already quite slippery, wrapping Adam tightly.He moaned, his expression was fascinated, his pink lips were slightly parted, and his eyes were dazed.

What the hell is going on.How—why—

Adam wanted to talk, to ask questions, to think, but Harry started heaving on top of him, and all reason went to the sky.All he could think about was Harry, Harry, Harry, and wanting him, wanting him, wanting him.

He could only look at Harry, letting the tide of pleasure take over his nerves.Harry's look made all words fly to the sky.

Harry bit his lip and moved on Adam's body unskillfully, showing an almost pained expression.He was short of breath, panting intermittently, his graceful thighs trembling with force.

Their eyes met and they couldn't look away.

"Adam," Harry called out breathlessly, sliding his hands up Adam's chest and wrapping his arms around his neck. "Please."

"Please what?" Adam asked hoarsely.His defenses crumbled under Harry's watch.

"Please," Harry said, tightening his arms until their foreheads touched.He squirmed on Adam's cock. "Need you. I need you. I miss you."

Damn it.

Adam bit Harry's panting lips, again and again, and the bite turned into a passionate kiss.Harry moaned happily into his mouth, God, Harry.Harry, Harry, Harry.Adam knocked Harry over, before he even landed on the couch before putting his body on top of him.He thrust his cock back into Harry's slippery asshole, eliciting a long, blissful sigh from beneath him.Propping himself on his elbows, he gave Harry what he wanted: his plunder.

Harry beneath him had completely lost his mind.He scratched Adam's back, his nails digging into flesh through his shirt; he wrapped his legs around Adam's crotch, urging.

In fact, there is no need to rush.Adam had never fucked someone so intently: as if the hunger was in his blood, as if he would die if he didn't give in, as if that was the whole point of his existence.In the room, they moaned one after another, other than that, there was only the sound of water gurgling at the joint of the flesh.A dirty, nasty sex affair.

After a while, Harry was whimpering and tensing up beneath him, muttering incoherently - it didn't even sound like English.

"Speak English, baby." Adam sucked and kissed Harry's white neck frantically, continuing to slash inside him.

"Cum on me, please," Harry murmured, shaking his hips to meet Adam's impact. "Want you to cum inside me."

Adam's whole body trembled, and this weird request seemed to bring out the wildest side of him.Shit, he really wanted to do that.He wanted to come inside Harry, to fill him with his own cum until he couldn't hold another drop; then his pussy would ooze Adam's cum for hours and hours—

He began to ejaculate, a tsunami of pleasure rushing out of his throat with a moan.He followed the wave into Harry's body again and again, and the endless pleasure was overwhelming.Harry cried, arching his body towards Adam, letting out a sob of relief as he reached orgasm.His pussy was tightly wrapped around Adam's weakened cock.

Hold.

Adam relaxed and his face fell right next to Harry's.His limbs were sore and limp, and there was only a white light of bliss in his mind.