I Am Tired Of Being A Hero Chapter 189: I dare you (M)

Ravi was fucked.

That kiss had ssed him up more than he would like to admit and he could not take his eyes off Arlen. His boyfriend moved around the apartnt, looking for plates before transferring the food from the takeaway into two plates. He waved his hand and they were steaming hot once again and he carried them to the dinner table, placing one before Ravi and the second one, on the opposite seat.

"Where did I keep it?" Arlen mused as he started opening shelves one after the other.

Ravi watched those muscles flex and he swallowed. He was hungry.

Just not for the stewed pork ribs, boiled rice, tofu puddings, and pan-fried vegetables in front of him. He felt that his trousers were growing tighter with each passing second and he moved, sighing. It did not help that Arlen was walking up and down in front of him, those thighs having a parade in front of his eyes.

Ravi swallowed and used the water to quench his thirst. He took a deep breath, his erection was hard enough to stir a drink with, even since that kiss. He needed to distract himself, getting all hot and bothered for Arlen was not sothing new.

"What are you looking for?"

"I think I drank it all. I should have so wine but I can’t find it. Beer? It is almost 12 so it would not be like we are drinking in the morning."

"Two would do."

"Okay. Are you okay, your face looked flushed? Right." Arlen settled opposite him as Ravi took a sip of his beer, "This al looked good, right?"

Ravi looked down and then looked up before raising an eyebrow, then he slowly nodded.

"So, what is the aning of Min Sol?" Arlen hurriedly asked. He had searched, he had called people to search, he had even gone on an international website to ask.

Ravi stopped drinking and chuckled.

"Tell ." He drawled and even though Ravi had always fallen for that expression, he shook his head.

"No."

"Ravi. You must be hungry, tell , and then you can eat."

Ravi chuckled, "I am not even hungry for the food."

the mont those words left his mouth, Ravi froze, "I ant..."

"Oh!"

Arlen then smiled, he then took his chair and placed it in front of Ravi, he leaned in so that their lips were a re whisper away, "Ravi, what does Min Sol an?" Those blue eyes emanated an intensity that caused Ravi’s breath to hitch.

He suddenly realized. He was seducing him.

And the worst was that Ravi was just about to say what the words ant as if he was spellbound.

"That won’t work on ."

Arlen chuckled, his voice.

Oh! His voice. The huskiness of it. Ravi felt his throat dry up and he tried to tamp down the rampant lust that spiraled down his cock at that voice.

Ravi. Control. Ravi.

"Ravi, tell ." The hand moved to his thigh and then to his cheeks.

"That won’t..."

Arlen kissed him and Ravi sank into the kiss. He lted against the heat, the hint of possession as Arlen sloped his hand under Ravi’s chin to grip it tight and devoured the delicious taste of him and the cold beer that he had been drinking.

Arlen kissed him with a hurricane force, his deliberate movents were intoxicating, like every lick of his tongue against Ravi’s neck, every nip at his chin, and every press of their lips were prid to take him apart piece by piece. Ravi slipped his hand to latch on Arlen’s shorts but a warm hand stopped him in his tracks.

Ravi looked at him, his eyes dark, and the rising hunger within him grew insatiable, demanding more than just closeness. He needed Arlen, he wanted him so much right now.

"Tell , what does it an?"

Ravi swallowed and shook his head.

Arlen smiled, "Do you rember when I told you I have ten flaws."

Why was he bringing it up right now? Fuck. His cock throbbed in the confines of his trousers, desperate for so friction. He was dying for more, he wanted to strip Arlen like a goddamn present, to taste the sweat on his skin, to skin his teeth into every inch of him.

He nodded.

"Ravi, I always get what I want. This is your last chance. Tell what it ans." There was a smugness to this tone

Ravi chuckled, the challenge in Arlen’s eyes bringing out the flare of stubbornness in his own hazel eyes, "You won’t get it out of that easily."

He would have told him after a few hours but he was going to make it difficult for him.

Arlen stared at him and grinned, "I am going to make you beg to tell what it ans."

Those words were like a detonation button, "I dare you."

For a second, Ravi wanted to take back his words, he would not regret them, right?

It was like a switch was flipped and every hesitation vanished.

Ravi did not know how he left the chair, Arlen wrapped his hands around Ravi’s hips, gripping tight and he walked him a few paces until his back thudded against the cabinet.

Pinned there against the wooden cabinet and Arlen’s well-defined chest, Ravi felt like he was going to combust. Their lips t with a newfound ferocity, as each kiss led to a destination.

Ravi slid his hand to grab at sothing, but there was no handle on the cabinets, he could only hold on to Arlen, a loud, throaty moan erupting from his lips. Shivers exploded through him at the way Arlen sucked on his neck.

His entire body shivered when his neck was bitten and then licked and then sucked gently.

Fuck! Fuck! Ravi felt like he could co right then and there.

The sinful thrill rose within him and the way they pressed against each other, Ravi could feel Arlen’s hardness. Sizable length against his jeans.

Holy hell!

He lted into the feverish kisses, sank into the broiling heat between them, and dove headfirst into the sensation overtaking him. Ravi morized every second, from the hot puff of Arlen’s breath when he pulled back to the curve of Arlen’s lips.

His heart pounded hard, straining against the confines of his ribs, as if at any mont it might escape.

He curled his fists into Arlen’s polo as he let out another moan.

"Fuck, Ravi." Arlen purred as he pulled back, looking at Ravi, the smile on his face was the mirror of pure sin and his fingers found the strings of Ravi’s trousers.