Chapter 31: You crossed the line
I felt intoxicated by Noah’s scent but I was confused. Did werewolves emit some kind of sweet scent? I did see something like werewolves having Pheromones that can be noticed by humans.
While Humans do have such Pheromones, they can only be perceived by animals, as I heard. That’s why even a blind dog could tell who the its owner just by sniffing them.
’Then, werewolves are capable of emitting such Pheromones but are they supposed to be so nice?’ I was getting delusional; I could feel it, but I did not pull away.
It was as if the more I took in his Pheromones, the more unwanted I was to drown in them.
’This must be some kind of magic, I know it.’
It was like taking drugs, not that I’ve ever taken drugs. But the symptoms I was having were similar to the guys I saw at bars who were intoxicated by the drugs they were taking.
My vision was also getting blurry. What was going on?
Without realizing it, I was starting to get hard. I had no idea why I was reacting like that just from sniffing and licking Noah’s neck a bit but it was dangerous. So dangerous that I didn’t know what I had done next.
But I ended up opening my eyes the next morning to find myself in bed.
Wait, had that all been a dream?
I sat up and looked around. The slightly salty taste on my lips and at the tip of my tongue made it clear that it had not been a dream. I had experienced that drug-like situation after sniffing in Noah’s neck.
(In case you don’t understand, the slightly salty taste on his lips was due to Noah’s neck. The skin produces sweat no matter what a person is up to, so your skin is bound to taste salty.)
I quickly got out of bed and went to find Noah. He was in the kitchen, planning to take out the trash when I slammed my hand on the kitchen cabinet and said,
"You’re not going to keep silent after what happened yesterday, are you? Will you tell me why you have such a sweet and drug-like scent, or would you like me to try it again?"
Noah paused and then stood up straight. He turned to me and our eyes locked. His gaze wasn’t as cold as it was the previous day. Rather, it looked like he was angry.
Wait, did I piss him off? But that wasn’t my intention. I only wanted him to tell me why he was ignoring my existence.
"Michael," he called my name.
"Yes, Noah?"
"You crossed the line." He said and I flinched.
What? I crossed the line? Because of what I did? What did he mean I crossed the line? That was nothing. Did he have any idea what he did to me in the middle of the night while I was peacefully sleeping?
He took advantage of me, kissed my lips, kissed my neck till it felt so hot and even touched me. He...
I gritted my teeth. Noah wouldn’t admit it even if I told him. He wouldn’t believe he was the one who made those advances and claimed I had been dreaming about them, thus accusing me of fantasizing about him.
He’d probably start looking at me with disgust.
I clenched my fists. All of it was in his favor, but... I couldn’t give up.
I raised my head and asked,
"What line did I cross?" I took a step towards him. "I didn’t realize we crossed the line for something like this." I took another step. "Besides, who was the one who offered to be my boyfriend and do the things I’d do with my boyfriend just to stay in this house," I finally stood right in front of him and raised my hand, touching his face with a confident smirk. "And now you say I’m crossing the line. Please, if anything, those lines have been crossed a long time ago."
Noah glanced down at me and then sighed.
"Then, is that what you want?" He asked, putting down the trash and taking off his gloves.
"What?" I looked at him, confused. What was going on now?
"You want me to be your fuck buddy, is that it?" He got closer to me, his body towering over mine and I gulped.
"I... I n-never said that." I said.
"Really? But it looked to me that you were quite ’desperate’ for my attention last night," he lowered his head and had this mocking smile plastered on his cheek.
"That... That’s not it." My hands were suddenly trembling as if I was intimidated by him.
I mean, I was intimidated. This guy was huge and he was scary. That dangerous and mysterious aura around him seems even more intimidating.
"What’s wrong? You’ve gone a few weeks without a man to screw you behind, and so you decide to use the ’robot’ at your disposal?" My eyebrows furrowed. Now, he was going too far. "I could tell from how you clung to me and how you were reacting down there that you only needed me that one time to satisfy your lust, and then you’d go back to wishing you were dead. It was honestly pathetic that I couldn’t stop myself from--"
*Smack!*
Okay, maybe I don’t know how to throw a punch, and maybe I can’t stand up to this bastard, but I’m not spending pushover, he can just say whatever he wants to and think that I’ll let it slide.
I may not know how to throw a punch, but I swing one hell of a hot slap, and I made sure to give him one across his cheek.
"Are you done?" I asked, my expression twisted and lethal. "Are you done spouting bullshit? For fucks sake, do you even hear yourself? I was desperate? Yeah, I was desperate, so damn desperate that I decided to do whatever I could to get you to speak up, you son of a bitch. Do you know how hard my heart and head have been aching because of the likes of you? Every single day, every freaking damn day, I have to watch you sit there, not eat and not say a word till you’re ready to act as ’programmed’. Who was it that told me I was selfish?" I grabbed his collars with both hands and dragged him down. "Whose the selfish one now? I tried to listen to your advice and gave living a chance. I even wanted to talk about it with you but damn, you wouldn’t even listen to me. What was I supposed to do? Fuck, you’re driving me crazy, Noah. You’re driving me mad and I don’t know what to do about it. So, tell me. Why won’t I be desperate to get your attention when you’re the only one in my life right now?"
