Flip the Coin [BL] Chapter 487. Best behavior

Henry’s POV

"Pffft." An intruding chuckle, charming enough to stop everyone in their tracks.

"So you know?"

The tension fell off , and my body relaxed before tensing again as lust took over completely, without all this darkness clinging to it.

Every ti I threatened to fall, there was always Kenny to catch securely.

What had I thought would happen? That he would kick away and force to cling to him even harder?

Not my Kenny, dispelling fear with just one glance.

I laughed, head over heels, and continued my conquest, whispering his na over and over again while erupting inside him with him in my arms.

When the high eventually subsided, leaving with a deep and peaceful satisfaction, I felt him catching his breath, tiredness clinging to him.

Placing him down and flipping us around so that he was on top of , I needed a long ti to calm down again.

Then I fumbled for the blanket to cover us.

"You did so well, Kenny," I whispered, feeling myself still inside him.

"You were incredible... in both positions," I chuckled, hugging him tightly.

"Kenny, Kenny, Kenny... I have been a goner for a long ti, you know that, right? I can’t live without you for even a mont."

"I will take care of you... I promise." I was so out of it that everything just broke out of .

"I love you, I love you..." I repeated endlessly, half knowing that he had been asleep for a long ti; I couldn’t stop my mouth from moving.

With heart and body sated to the brim, I was just blabbing whatever thoughts I was still able to form.

"I dread of you while you were inside the giant. I rember."

"I started after the first ti I accompanied you into a vision—when we looked into Serena’s past."

"I think the intertwining of our consciousnesses kickstarted my mories." Back then he didn’t have the giant’s powers when he conjured up, so besides not being able to move, I never rembered by myself after being put back into the past.

Only the biting scars on had hinted at the whole ordeal, and then he told himself.

But all he spoke of couldn’t relay the terror he had gone through, not even close to how the vivid dreams had.

"I saw it all, I heard it all, I felt it all."

"I saw you, I heard you, I felt you."

"You did so well, always."

"My one and only Kenny."

My eyes closed tiredly, but before I fell asleep, I made sure to regretfully slide out of him so that he could recover properly during his sleep.

I really hoped there was still a bit of his sen inside so that we both were left with evidence that tonight really had happened.

I laughed euphorically, then soon fell into a peaceful deep sleep.

*****

Kenny moved, I moved, and I apparently landed on top of him, sandwiching him between the mattress and .

While kneeling by his side, my privates only covered with the blanket, I looked at the tattoos on his upper body, the motifs glistening most beautifully.

Every ti he looked at , I forced my eyes up while asking myself where my phone was. I would love to capture what was before , but Kenny probably wouldn’t allow it.

I felt reassuring pain in my body since waking up, having my wished-for proof right there.

The peace I felt since cumming inside him, now having the assurance that we could do it and that he had ’readily’ given himself to , was still evidently present, making so... endlessly happy.

"You are hurt too?" I laughed, and seeing him getting even angrier, I tried not to ogle the shining ink below.

After presenting my theory, he told to go out, so naturally, I appeased him.

And he instantly put his hands in my hair, accepting the hug while laughing with schadenfreude.

So relentlessly cute.

"HA! At least we are even!"

I humd, then went through yesterday, feeling the thrill from the mories pierce through the peaceful calmness that had settled, and then laughed.

"Hm~... we aren’t, though?"

Kenny froze, then pulled back by my hair and raised his brows.

I pressed my lips together to not laugh out loud, then explained,

"The deal was... for every ti you cum inside , I cum inside you. The current score is 2:1. So technically ... you owe ."

Looking at speechlessly, my eyes fell on his beautiful lips, and I leaned down to peck them a few tis.

I could see his gears turning and already knew what he wanted to counter: Although he ca twice, he was not as long inside as I was in him... Just that his pride probably wouldn’t let him admit that fact...

SO CUTE.

Besides, ti wasn’t the deal... it was how often one ca inside...

Finally not voicing out what he thought, just as predicted, he pushed my face away, and I broke out laughing.

"It’s alright... I don’t mind you owing . I will rember well..." I licked my lips.

"...and remind you constantly." I tensed my stomach for the blow that I knew would co.

And indeed, it was just that Kenny used much less strength than I had anticipated, even now, so considerate.

"Continue like this and see if I am ’not-on-top’ next ti."

I needed a second before breaking into laughter while burrowing my head in his neck.

"Saying ’to bottom’ is too gay for you, so you phrased it that way?" And the most important part: NEXTTINEXTTINEXTTI!!

I consciously tried to suppress the eagerness surging as these two words overtook because I didn’t want it to be sothing special. It can’t be sothing special; we would do it thousands—no—millions of tis in the future. We would do it forever.

It’s a given; nevertheless, I nearly stood up and twirled him around—and would have then gotten beaten further.

"How about you think about the threat instead of the way it was delivered?"

I raised my head to face him.

!

I whimpered and nuzzled his face before licking his cheek.

"BHAHAHAHHA, you really are a puppy!" He tried to turn away, but I moved with him, not stopping.

"I am sorry, okay? Don’t make such scary threats."

Kenny continued to laugh under my advances.

"Pfft, you liked it that much?"

I humd, rubbing my head against him.

"Enough to die for."

"Alright." He grabbed my jaw, squeezing my cheeks, looking at my puckered lips.

He raised his head and pecked at them.

"One last lick, then go shower." He motioned to the adjoining room and let go of my face.

Presented with his cheek, I backed up.

Under his questioning gaze, I placed my tongue just above his navel and licked over the dried remains of last night.

"So perverted." He chuckled breathlessly.

"You want to level up or what?"

Arriving at his neck, I sucked on it, finished with the permitted lick.

I laughed.

"No, it doesn’t work with sperm."

"Oh? How do you know?" He asked, and I stopped moving.

The hand that had rested on the back of my neck since I was within reach now pulled my hair again to bring back up.

"... in the center..." I started and saw him thinking for a mont.

"You fucker tasted my cum after jerking off?"

"...It was tasty and... still is," I chuckled.

"Go shower or get strangled."

"Strangled while on top of you~?" I chose the more appealing choice while adding a little extra.

Kenny broke into speechless laughter.

"Rember the threat before the last?"

That finally silenced , and I was back on my best behavior.

"I suddenly want to shower."

"Mhm, thought so." He reached to the side for his phone and cursed.

"We have twenty minutes before we have to teleport."

"I’ll hurry up."

I pecked his face a few tis before standing up.

Feeling his gaze on my back, I walked out of the room but stopped after walking and closing the door.

Standing back in the empty corridor, I leaned against the wall and waited for gravity to take its course.

I heard the blanket rustle, then a few steps in the direction of the bathroom, and then...

"GODDAMN IT!!!"

I laughed hysterically and heard more curses directed at as I scrambled to the bathroom next door.

After washing up and putting clothes on, I checked my phone that I left in this room yesterday.

Ethan had written to yesterday evening, reminding not to pack any clothes, as we would all just get new ones when we arrived, but to take everything else important with us.

Maybe he forgot that we could teleport anyti, or he feared that the house would get destroyed sooner than we were anticipating.

Additionally, he wrote that I had to go to his room to decide what to do with the trunk.

Furrowing my brows cluelessly, I listened in to how far Kenny was with showering, and hearing quiet cursing under running water, I smiled and teleported in front of Ethan’s room.

There was a big trunk under his desk to the left.

I pulled it over and opened it.

It was filled to the brim with paper... ah.

I took the papers out to see if anything was in between them, looking through them as fast as possible.

However, before I was finished, Kenny appeared behind .

He was already clothed but still had a towel on his head, rubbing his hair dry.

"I didn’t hear you in the other room when I was finished..." His words stopped, his gaze falling on the stacks of paper surrounding .

My heart skipped a few beats, and I suppressed the sudden urge to hide them.

"Apparently Ethan brought them from the center..."

Kenny ca closer and crouched down, looking through them.

I watched him closely, unsure what to say when he chuckled, his beautiful red eyes finding —just as always.

Catching and turning bad mories into the sweetest—just as always.

"I really have to hurry up drawing to catch up to you."