๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ โค๏ธโ๐ฉน
๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ, ๐๐ฐ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ! ๐ฅนโค๏ธ
๐ญ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ฐ'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. โค๏ธโ๐ฉน
๐จ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ฐ'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
๐ด๐ ๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ถ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐, ๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. โค๏ธโ๐ฉน
๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ฅน๐
๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐. โค๏ธ๐ซ
๐๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ฌ! ๐โจ
Keifer's POV
Monday morning.
Finally. After all the chaos, school again. Ordinary. Safe. Something I could pretend was still mine.
I woke up hard, the sheet tented ridiculously over my cock. For a second I just stared at it, half-laughing, half-aching. Then I did the stupid, perfect thing.
I snapped a picture of the massive tent growing in my pants and sent it straight to Jay.
To Mrs. Watson ๐๐ฅ
(picture attached)
Good morning, princess.โฅ๏ธ
Look at me and my little monster๐ฅบโboth wide awake and already pissed off. He's angry. Throbbing. Only you can calm him down. ๐Come sit on it later and remind him who he belongs to before he starts breaking things. Miss your filthy mouth already. Don't make me wait too long . ๐ญ
I sent it, heart already lighter, then dragged myself to the bathroom and took care of the problem with her name on my tongue. Showered. Put on the school uniform like armor. Combed my hair.ย
Keigan's knock came right on cue.
"Kuya, are you awake? Dad and Mom want you for breakfast. They have something important to announce. Hurry up."
"Coming, Keigan."
I went downstairs while checking for Jay's reply.
The atmosphere at the table hit me like cold water. Mom looked pale, guilty, like she was swallowing glass. Dad sipped his tea too calmly. The silence had weight.
I greeted everyone, sat down, tried to act normal.
Dad's eyes flicked to me. "Son. You woke up late. Were you chatting with Alys last night?"
My hand froze around the glass of milk.
Alys?
I had been up until twoโbut I was chatting with Jay. Why the hell would he thinkโ
"No, Dad. I was studying for the exams."
He smiled. It didn't reach his eyes.
"It's okay. I understand you young guys. You like to play along. We won't interfere."
Play along.?
The words sat wrong in my chest. I hadn't even bought my Jay that kitten dress yet. Hadn't put the collar on her. Hadn't made her crawl...I haven't started playing with my Jay yet ..What the fuck was he talking about?
I forced the subject change. "Keigan said you had something to talk about."
Dad set his cup down. "New Year's Eve is coming. Alys's birthday. Same day as the Hanamitchi heir's. Yuri's family is celebrating at the hotel... and Alys's parents will be there too. They're hosting the party together."
I nodded slowly. "Yeah... Yuri mentioned. But why together? Is something special happening?"
Dad laughedโshort, almost fond.
"Of course there is, son. Something important. And not just for them. It's going to be one of the most memorable moments of your life too."
My fork clinked against the plate.
"Mine?"
Mom tried to intervene, voice thin. "Kaizer, let's notโ the kids are getting late for schoolโ"
"Serina. Let him hear. He's going to know soon enough." Dad looked straight at me. "Keifer... you're going to get engaged to Alys on New Year's Eve. We've decided. Her parents are very happy. They're looking forward to it."
The words didn't land at first.
They just... hung there. Impossible. Wrong.
I laughed. Actually laughed.
"Dad, it's too early to joke. Please."
His face didn't change.
"We're not joking. You are getting engaged."
The world tilted.
"Impossible. Engagement ? What do you mean? How can you decide something like that without even talking to me? I love Jayโyou know that. I've only everโ"
"You're too young to know anything about love." His voice was calm. Final. "What I'm doing is good for you. There can be flings. I'm not opposing that. But you will end everything before the engagement party."
I stood up so fast the chair scraped.
"Dadโyou used to love Jay. You've known since we were kids that she's the only one. I don't love Alys. Jay is the only person I'm marrying in this life. You can't justโ"
"I can."
The words cut clean.
"Yuri is getting engaged to Jay on the same day. The engagements of all four of you will be announced together."
The floor didn't just crack.
It vanished.
"What do you mean Jay is getting engaged to Yuri?!" My voice cracked. I turned to Mom, desperate. "Momโplease. Say something. This old man has lost his mindโ"
She looked down.
Her silence was louder than any answer.
"So it's true," I whispered. Then louder, voice breaking. "We're being forced into this? Like fucking cattle?"
"No one is forced," Dad said. "It's good for the company."
Something in me snapped clean in half.
"Damn the company!" The shout tore out of me. "Damn your business alliances! I don't give a shit about any of it! You're using usโyour own childrenโas pawns! We're not assets! You're selfish. You only love money. You're a monster in a father's skinโyouโ"
The slap came hard and clean across my face.
The sound cracked through the room. Mom gasped. Keigan and Keiran flinched so hard their chairs rattled. My head snapped to the side. Heat bloomed across my cheek. Tears sprang to my eyes before I could stop themโnot from the pain. From the betrayal of it.
Mom grabbed Dad's arm. "Kaizer! What are you doing?! He's your son!"
Dad's voice was ice.
"I don't care what love or past you think you have. You are getting engaged. It is final."
I looked at him one last time.
At the man who used to carry me on his shoulders. Who used to smile when Jay came over. Who used to say love was the only thing worth fighting for.
Then I picked up my bag and walked out.
Mom called my name. I didn't turn around.
I didn't even remember starting the car.
The city blurred past the windows while my hands shook on the wheel. Tears kept comingโhot, furious, helpless. I pulled over once just to breathe, forehead against the steering wheel, trying not to scream.
Then I did the only thing that still felt real.
I messaged Yuri and Jay.
Meet me at the cafรฉ. Now. We're not going to school.
Yuriโbring Alys.
By the time I stood in front of the cafรฉ doors, my cheek still burned and my heart felt like it had been ripped open and left in the street.
I pushed the door open anyway.
Because if they thought they could take her from me without a fight...
they had no idea who the fuck they were dealing with.
Jay's POV
The second Keifer's message lit up my phone, I already knew.
They told him.
Just like Papa told me this morning over cold coffee and that empty, practiced smile of his.
Yuri and Alys probably got the same speech. None of them even asked why we were skipping school. We all already understood.
Our parents had decided to destroy four lives on the same day and call it a celebration.
I reached the cafรฉ lateโPercy had a meltdown about his Aries Baby and I couldn't just leave himโbut the moment I pushed the door open, Keifer was already moving.
He crashed into me like a man who had been drowning for hours.
His arms locked around my waist so tightly it almost hurt. His face buried in the crook of my neck. And then the sound cameโbroken, wet, helpless. Hiccups. Shaking breaths. Within seconds the front of my uniform was soaked through with his tears.
I didn't say a word at first. I just held him. One hand cradling the back of his head, the other stroking slow circles between his shoulder blades.
"Shh... breathe, Keifer. Just breathe. Let it out. All of it. I'm right here, baby. I'm not going anywhere." My voice stayed soft against his ear. "I love you. I love you. I've got you."
He cried harder for a moment, then slowly, slowly the shaking began to ease. When he finally pulled back, his eyes were red and swollen, lashes clumped together. I wiped his cheeks with my thumbs and pressed a quiet kiss to each of his knuckles.
"Yuri and Alys are waiting," he rasped.
I nodded and let him lead me to the corner booth.
For the first time in months, the four of us sat down without a single insult flying. Yuri ordered four coffees. The silence felt heavier than any argument we'd ever had.
Yuri was the one who finally spoke.
"So... I guess we all know about the engagement."
Alys slammed both palms on the table hard enough to make the cups rattle.
"Bullshit. Absolute fucking bullshit. Who the hell do they think they are deciding our lives like this?"
Keifer's voice was still rough. "They never even asked. Just announced it like it was weather."
I exhaled slowly. "Guys. Calm down. Screaming won't change their minds. We already know that."
Alys glared. "That doesn't mean I'm marrying that monkey."๐
Keifer scoffed under his breath. "As if I want an ass-faced gorilla in my life either."๐
Yuri raised both hands. "I'd rather get murdered by Jay than marry her. She's been looking for an excuse to kill me since we were met."๐
I gave a humorless little laugh. "I'd rather become a nun than marry a walking gay pal."๐ค
Keifer's eyes hardened. "We're not doing it. Absolutely not."
Alys leaned forward. "So what then? Hunger strike?"
Yuri looked genuinely offended. "Today my mother is making sushi. If you want to starve, start tomorrow."
I stared down at the table for a long second, then reached out.
"Yuri. Pen and paper."
He handed them over without question. I started writing the second the pen touched the napkin.
"We can't change their minds by fighting them head-on," I said quietly. "So we play their game better than they do. We need to know exactly why they're forcing this allianceโand what they actually gain."
Yuri frowned. "They just want more partners. Expand the business."
Keifer shook his head. "It's not that simple."
Alys snorted. "Doggy Number One is right for once."
I kept writing. "The root has to benefit all of them somehow."
Yuri leaned in. "How? Mariano, Sinclair, and Watson don't have that much power in the Philippines. Hanamitchi doesn't have real alliances in London though recently they have some branches in newyork. So where's the profit?"
Keifer's voice dropped.
"I think they're settling an old score. Last time they failed. This time they're making sure it works."
Alys blinked. "Old score?"
Keifer nodded slowly. "My mom told me once... back when our parents weren't married yet. Watson Enterprises was nothing specialโjust another mid-level company. After Mom married into the family, Watson suddenly became a real force. Because eighty percent of the power came from her side."
I looked at him. "So Watson's strength was mostly your mother's?"
"Yes. At the time, Mariano and Hanamitchi were rising too. Sinclair and Fernandez weren't even major players yet. Three empires were fighting for the top... but there was one company stronger than all of them. L&C Enterprises."
The name hit me like a blade between the ribs.
My breath caught. I forced my face to stay calm.
Keifer glanced at me. "You know about them?"
Alys answered instead. "Mom mentioned them once. Said they were the biggest at the time."
Yuri frowned. "What happened after that?"
Keifer continued, voice low. "L&C wanted to partner with Watson, Mariano, and Hanamitchi in one massive deal. The condition was that my mother would become CEO and every deal would go through her. But my grandfather and uncles refused. They forced my father to keep control. Threatened him. Took shares that weren't even theirs. When Watson brokeย the agreement, and my grandfather took the CEO position forcefully L&C pulled every investment overnight. Billions vanished. The three empires nearly collapsed. Employees fled."
Alys's eyes narrowed. "And the revenge?"
"My grandfather couldn't accept the loss. He used illegal methods. Planted spies inside L&C. Board members were bought. Money was drained. In less than a year the company went from billion-dollar giant to ashes. The CEO disappeared. No one has seen him since. Some say he's dead. Some say he's still out there. The company is barely standingโkept alive only by his assistant and a handful of loyal people."
I stayed silent.
CC was alive.
But I couldn't tell them that. Not yet.
Alys's voice was bitter. "So my parents built Sinclair by stealing from them?"
Yuri looked confused. "Stealing?"
Alys nodded. "Our company started as nothing. My grandfather slept his way into money with rich older women. My mother was one of his children. She was brilliant, took over... but my father used to work at L&C. He stole company secrets, married my mother while she was already pregnant with me, and bought my grandfather's loyalty with shares. In shortโyes. Stolen."
Yuri added quietly, "I heard the L&C leader lived in New York for years before he was attacked five years ago and vanished."
The memories slammed into me so hard I almost flinched.
Blood on marble. Screaming. The smell of smoke.
I forced my hands to stay still under the table.
"How do the Fernandezes fit in?" I asked, voice carefully even.
Keifer answered. "Your mother's father also got shares through illegal channels and built Fernandez in the Philippines. They've been trying to fully absorb what's left of L&C ever since... and failing."
Alys's eyes were sharp. "So why use us?"
Yuri spoke slowly. "Mariano and Hanamitchi already have strong expansion in New York. Sinclair and Watson are based in London. If they bind all four families together through marriage... they create one unbreakable front. Then they can finally force L&C to surrender whatever is left."
Keifer nodded. "Exactly. This engagement is how they plan to legally and permanently secure the shares they stole."
I leaned back against the booth, staring at the ceiling for a long moment.
"There's another game being played," I said quietly.
All three of them looked at me.
"Even if they force me to marry Yuri... Hanamitchi gets nothing from my side."
Keifer frowned. "What? Your shares and Yuri's would both be under their controlโ"
I smiled. It didn't reach my eyes.
"I have no shares in my name. None. Everything is under Percy and Aries. My father left me with nothing."
The table went dead silent.
"What?" all three of them said at once.
"I saw the transfer documents myself," I said. "He made sure the only daughter of Jasfer Mariano would never take a single share into another family."
Keifer's hand shot out and grabbed mine under the table, squeezing hard. I squeezed back.
"I'm okay," I whispered. "It's nothing new. But it does make everything more complicated."
Keifer's voice was low and rough. "Seems like everyone is hiding something."
I leaned my head against the back of the booth and closed my eyes for a second.
Now I understood why CC wanted me back so urgently.
L&C needed me before the others finished draining what was left of it.
And my so-called father...
He was playing the biggest, ugliest game of all.
He still don't know that L&C Enterprisesย belong to his own blood.
Butย why the hell he is betraying his friends?ย
In Jay's houseย
By the time the four of us stumbled through my front door, the afternoon sun was already tilting toward gold. The house was emptyโPapa was in meetings until late, Percy was at their after-school programs, and the staff had the day off. Perfect.
Alys immediately went to change into her home clothes. She came out ten minutes later in one of herย soft black slip dresses that hit mid-thigh, looking unfairly pretty for someone who had spent the morning plotting corporate war.
Keifer and Yuri were a different story.
"I am not wearing that," Yuri said flatly, staring at the pair of baby-pink satin pajama shorts and matching cropped top Alys had tossed at him.
Keifer looked equally betrayed when I handed him mineโsoft lavender, slightly oversized on me but still very much girls' pajamas. The shorts had tiny white bows on the sides.
"Jay," he said, deadpan. "I love you. I would die for you. But I will not wear this."
I raised an eyebrow. "You can wear it, or you can stay in that sweaty school uniform all night. Your choice, baby."
Keifer instead said with the most innocent eyes, "Can I stay naked, baby? After all, it's just you and me and it's nothing new."๐
I glared at him hard...
Alys grinned like a demon. "Or you can go home. But then you miss the strategy session and the free food."
They both groaned. Five minutes later the bathroom door opened.
Alys and I were sitting on the couch, waiting. The second they appeared, we lost it.
I almost fell off the cushions. Alys was wheezing so hard she had to clutch her stomach. Keifer stood there in my lavender set, the cropped top riding up just enough to show a strip of toned stomach, the soft shorts clinging in places they were never designed for. His ears were bright red. Yuri looked like he wanted the floor to open up and swallow himโpink satin, bows, and pure misery written across his face.
"Oh my God," I gasped, trying and failing to speak. "Keifer... Yuri... you guys..."
Alys wiped tears from her eyes. "You look so... adorable. Like two angry little princesses."
Yuri pointed a finger at us. "I hate both of you. This is a human rights violation."
Keifer, to my shock, didn't immediately complain. He looked down at himself, then at me, and somethingย flickered across his face.
"Wait," he said slowly. "It's... not that bad." He lifted the hem of the cropped top to his nose and inhaled. "It smells like my Jay."
Alys made a gagging sound. "Gross. Get a room. Actually, waitโdon't. Not yet. We still need to finish talking."
Keifer's eyes flicked to Yuri, and a wicked little smile curved his mouth. He leaned in and whispered something. Yuri's eyes went huge.
"Absolutely notโ"
"Come on," Keifer said, already grabbing his wrist. "Let's give our girlfriends a proper show. They clearly need entertainment after the shit day we've had."๐คญ
And then, somehow, the two of them started walking.
It began as an awkward shuffle. Then Keifer put one hand on his hip, stuck his chest out, and strutted down the living-room "runway" like he was on a Victoria's Secret stage. Yuri, after a long internal battle, followed with the most reluctant, exaggerated hip sway I had ever seen. Alys and I were screaming with laughter. I pulled out my phone and hit record.
"Work it, baby!" I yelled between gasps.
Keifer turned, blew a kiss at the camera๐, then spun and posed with one knee bent, hand behind his head like a magazine model. Yuri, fully committed now, turned around and did a little butt wiggle that made Alys choke on air.
"I'm never recovering from this," Alys wheezed. "Never."
Keifer strutted back toward me, dropped into a mock curtsy, and said in the softest, most ridiculous voice, "Do I look pretty, Mistress?"
I almost dropped the phone.
We recorded a full minute of pure chaos before the two of them finally collapsed onto the rug, laughing so hard they couldn't breathe. For the first time all day, the weight on our chests felt a little lighter.
Eventually the energy settled. Alys and Yuri claimed the guest room. Keifer and I disappeared into mine.
I was still giggling when the door clicked shut behind us. I turned to tease him about the bows on his shortsโ
โand suddenly the world tilted.
Keifer's hands gripped my waist, lifted me like I weighed nothing, and tossed me gently onto the middle of the bed. I yelped, bouncing once on the mattress. Before I could sit up he was already over me, knees bracketing my hips, hands planted on either side of my head. The lavender pajama top hung loose on him, the soft fabric brushing against my stomach every time he breathed.
His eyes were dark. Playful. Hungry.
"So," he murmured, voice low and rough, "you seemed to have a really good time watching us earlier."
I slid my arms around his neck, fingers sliding into the soft hair at his nape. "You guys looked adorably funny."
He leaned down and nipped the shell of my ear, just hard enough to make me shiver. "Was it just funny... or was it something else?"
I turned my head so my lips brushed his ear and whispered, "Both of you looked ridiculous... but you looked especially edible. Hot. Like you were already mine."
Keifer's breath hitched. He hovered so close our mouths almost touched.
"I am yours, babe," he said against my lips. "Only yours."
Then he kissed me.
It wasn't soft. It wasn't careful. It was the kind of kiss that said I almost lost you today and I'm never letting that feeling touch me again. His mouth claimed mine hard, tongue sliding in the second I parted my lips, tasting me like he was starving. One of his hands tangled in my hair, tilting my head so he could go deeper. The other slid under the hem of my shirt, palm hot against the bare skin of my waist.
I moaned into his mouth. The sound seemed to snap something in him. He pressed closer, the hard line of his body settling between my thighs, the soft satin of those ridiculous pajamas doing nothing to hide how affected he was. His hips rolled once, slow and deliberate, and a low, filthy groan rumbled in his chest.
"Fuck," he muttered against my mouth. "You drive me insane."
I kissed him back just as hard, nails dragging lightly down his back under the cropped top. He shuddered. His hand slid higher, thumb brushing the underside of my breast through the thin fabric of my bra. Not quite touching where I wanted, just teasing, making me arch up into him.
For a while we just lost ourselves in itโwet, open-mouthed kisses, soft curses, the quiet sound of fabric shifting and breathing growing heavier. His lips moved to my jaw, then the sensitive spot under my ear. He sucked gently, then bit down just enough to make me gasp.
"Keiferโ"
"Hmm?" He licked the same spot, voice dark and amused. "You like that?"
"You're such an ass," I breathed, but my legs had already wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer.
He chuckled against my skin. "Your ass, though." His hand slid down, squeezed my hip, then lower, gripping the soft flesh of my thigh. "All mine."
I let him have control for another minuteโlet him kiss me breathless, let his hands roam under my clothes, let him grind against me in slow, maddening rolls that made heat pool low in my stomach. Then I decided I'd had enough of being underneath.
I shoved at his shoulders hard enough that he rolled onto his back with a surprised laugh. In one smooth motion I swung a leg over and straddled him, pinning his wrists above his head with both hands. The lavender pajama top had ridden up completely, leaving his stomach and the sharp V of his hips exposed. He looked wrecked alreadyโkiss-swollen lips, dark eyes, chest rising and falling fast.
I leaned down until our noses almost touched.
"I'm tired of being under you," I said softly, voice low and deliberate. "Let me be on top and kiss you senseless."๐
Keifer's eyes flashed. A slow, wicked smile spread across his face. "Yes, ma'am."
I kissed him the way I wantedโdeep, claiming, almost brutal. My tongue slid against his, tasting every corner of his mouth while I kept his wrists pinned. He groaned into the kiss, hips lifting under me, seeking friction. I rolled mine down in answer, slow and filthy, and the sound he made was pure sin.
When I finally pulled back for air, a thin string of spit still connected our mouths. I licked it away.
"Who do you belong to?" I asked, voice quiet but sharp.
Keifer's eyes were almost black. "You."
I released one of his wrists so I could drag my nails lightly down his chest, then lower, stopping just above the waistband of those ridiculous shorts. His stomach jumped under my touch.
"Say it properly."
"I'm yours," he rasped. "Only yours. Body, heart, cockโeverything. You own me, Jay."
The words sent a dark, possessive thrill through me. I rewarded him by grinding down harder, feeling how thick and hard he was beneath the soft satin. He cursed, free hand flying to my hip to hold me there.
I leaned down again and kissed him slower this timeโdeep, wet, filthy. My tongue fucked into his mouth the way I wished other parts of me could. He met me stroke for stroke, moaning every time I sucked on his lower lip or bit down just a little too hard. My hand slid under the waistband of the shortsโnot far, just enough to feel the hot, smooth skin of his lower stomach and the trail of hair leading lower. I stopped short of touching him properly. Teasing. Claiming.
"Fuck, Jay," he panted against my mouth. "You're going to kill me."
"Good." I nipped his jaw, then the side of his throat, sucking a dark mark just above his collarbone. "I want everyone to know you're mine tomorrow. Even under those stuffy school shirts."
He laughed breathlessly, then groaned when I rolled my hips again. "Possessive little thing."
"You love it."
"I do. God, I do."
We stayed like that for a long timeโkissing, grinding, loving things against each other's skin. His hands eventually slid up under my dress, gripping my ass, squeezing, guiding the slow rock of my body over his. Every now and then one of us would laugh into the other's mouth, still high on the earlier chaos of the pink pajamas and the ridiculous catwalk. The laughter mixed with the heat until it felt like something uniquely usโsweet and filthy and a little unhinged.
Eventually the frantic edge softened into something slower. I rested my forehead against his, both of us breathing hard, lips brushing with every exhale.
Keifer's hands stroked up and down my back under the dress, gentle now. "I needed this," he admitted quietly. "After this morning... I just needed to feel you. To know you're still mine."
I kissed the corner of his mouth. "I'm not going anywhere. Neither are you. We'll figure the rest out."
He nodded, eyes soft. Then a mischievous glint returned.
"For the record," he murmured, "I'm keeping these pajamas. They smell like you... and they made you look at me like you wanted to eat me alive."
I laughed and buried my face in his neck. "You're never living that catwalk down. I have video evidence."
"Delete it."
"Never."
He growled playfully and flipped us again, but this time it was gentleโjust enough to curl around me, one heavy leg thrown over both of mine, face pressed into my hair. The lavender shorts were still on. My dress was wrinkled beyond saving. Outside the window the afternoon was fading into early evening.
For a little while, the world and all its ugly alliances could wait.
Right now there was only this: the boy in my pajamas, the taste of him still on my tongue, and the quiet, fierce certainty that no engagement, no parent, and no corporate war would ever take him from me.
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๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ, ๐๐ฐ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ! ๐ฅน๐
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