C:SOD Chapter 14 (Patreon)

O Lady, lend your gentle eyes to watch over your children, for in happiness they still weep, and in safety they still die...

Hermes' world temporarily shatters. His expectation of his lover; kind, sweet, caring apart from when they're in bed... all destroyed with a simple slap. And not just any slap; a harsh, masculine slap that threw him on the floor. His mouth is bleeding, and so are his eyes with tears.

Daniel drinks more of the whiskey and slams the glass on the counter, miraculously not breaking it. Then he kneels to Hermes, "Baby, I'm just trying to protect you. You don't know Carvalle as much as I do. I'd be fúcking damned if you willingly go to him and never return! I'm not letting him have you just because you're impulsive and dumb!"

Hermes didn't answer, his head is bent down as he curses himself for crying. All he can do is stop himself from sobbing. It hurts.

"Hermes—" Daniel reaches for his head, but the other male flinches and slaps it away. The Priest's tone gets softer, "Hermes, you're not listening to me—"

"Don't—" Hermes starts sobbing when Daniel attempts to touch him, failing himself by looking up. He revealed his tear-stained face and bleeding gums courtesy of the injury in his cheeks.

Only then did Father Daniel realize he used his strength against a guy who is significantly smaller than him. "Hermes, baby—"

"I need to go," Hermes coldly whispers and pushes himself off the floor, rushing to leave.

"Baby wait, I'm sorry!" Daniel grabs him by the arm to pull him back, but Hermes attempts to claw his hands off.

"Get off. Stay away from me!"

"Shhhh, shhh Hermes! Hermes wait, wait I'm sorry!"

"I didn't expect you to be like this, you bástard!" Hermes cries and desperately tries to push Daniel away, too scared to stay with the taller man. His image is now tainted by violence.

"I didn't mean to hit you! I was... shít, STOP FOR A MOMENT," The Priest got frustrated by Hermes trying to slip away so he grabs him by both of his shoulders and slams him to the wall, once again forgetting about their difference in strength. "Hermes, I love you! I love you and I don't want you to get hurt!"

"You just hurt me and you're hurting me right now!" Hermes yells at him, but the man was the tiniest bit intoxicated by that large amount of alcohol he ingested in a short amount of time. Enough to cloud his thoughts.

"I'm trying to protect you!" He yells back, which didn't make Hermes feel any better. "Listen... this person is evil. He did that to you to get back to me. To punish me because he knows this is how I'll react and will end in us breaking up. He knows you will try to get me to reveal his identity because he wants you to go after him. And when you do! Your life will be ruined! It will be the end of you and you will wish you'll die, but he'll never kill you!"

"Daniel..." Hermes sobs, extremely hurt by this pressure and violence in the hands of his own partner. "Daniel, let go of me... it hurts..."

"Promise me you'll stay. Promise me you'll never go after him."

"DANIEL, IT HURTS!" Hermes begs him to loosen his grip, but the Priest wasn't having it. He holds onto Hermes as if that man will take him the second he lets go.

"Hermes, I swear to the motherfùcking Lady!"

"Fine! I promise!" Hermes cries out, feeling the pressure on his shoulders hurt his muscles. "Now please! Please, let go!"

Seeing that he's actually hurting, Father Daniel snaps out of it and releases him, Hermes now sinking down the wall sobbing. Daniel wants to apologize once again, but whenever he takes a step, Hermes violently flinches in fear, huddling against the wall in an attempt to protect himself.

Shít. He's sensitive. With a lighter and softer tone, he says, "Hermes... I'm sorry. Come rest on the bed—"

"I'll be there. Leave me alone for a moment."

His tone is cold, worse than when they met as strangers. Can this be considered a lover's quarrel? Or is it truly the dreaded domestic abuse?

"Fine. I'll go shower for now. Tomorrow, I'll get a batch of your clothes and your paperwork. I trust you to not act stupid, my love. But break the promise, I'll chain you up and file a leave so you won't endanger yourself out there." That didn't make Hermes feel less scared of him.

Father Daniel adds before he leaves, "There's one thing I can tell you about this man. He is insane. I don't want him to hurt you, Hermes."

So you will? The teacher questions in his mind, listening to Daniel's footsteps fade away.

Friday, after school,

Father Daniel listens to footsteps entering his dorm room, relieved that Hermes came home at exactly 5:07 which is within the time frame of when he's supposed to come home. The Priest, although not following him everywhere, has been monitoring his schedule to make sure he's not going anywhere dangerous. And since it's Carvalle, Carvalle itself is dangerous.

"Hermes my love, I cooked deep-fried shrimp, one of your favorites!" He cheers, greeting the teacher with a hug on the waist and a kiss on the lips. But, his cheerfulness faded when Hermes still avoids his eyes as he does these past few days. He's still sulking, huh. Well, I have to try harder to cheer him up. "Eat with me, my darling... I prepared candlelights on both the table, and the bed. I want to relieve you since it's the weekend."

Hermes silently proceeds to dinner, but that's all he is: silent. He doesn't answer when Daniel asks him about his day, and he just shrugged when his lover mentions how his energy dwindled to the point where his students are noticing he's not himself. And those kids don't care about him at all, so for them to notice, it is a significant change.

"I'm fine," Hermes says in a small, tiny voice.

I'm sure you are, Daniel knows that's bullshít, so he gets a little serious this time. "I don't think you should continue going to Mavis' place."

Hermes focused on his food and emotionlessly replies, "We're not fúcking."

"But Frost is there. I'm not talking about séx, I'm talking about how that place is dangerous. They're only trying to make you feel comfortable so you'll lower your guard."

Hermes stops eating, his fork suspended mid-bite because of what Daniel has said. Finally, for the first time today, Hermes looks up at Father Daniel with a cold look in his eyes.

"Mavis needs a tutor. And Mavis won't hit me."

He's still fúcking mad, Daniel bitterly drops his utensils on the plate, making Hermes jump slightly. "Baby, I already apologized."

"Doesn't mean I accept it," Hermes scowls at him. "You did more than slap me. You threatened to chain me to the bed, you fúcking bruised my shoulders."

"And I'm sorry for that!" The dark male can't help but yell out in frustration because he can't stand Hermes acting out like this. "I'm trying to make it up to you, and I'm trying to show you that I'll never do it again. I did that in the spur of the moment; I never meant it."

Hermes' cold look remains as he tells the man, "My Dad hit my Mom when I was 3."

A silenced Daniel softens at the sudden revelation, because even Thena has kept silent about her family and past unless it's her academic accomplishments. And now, Daniel is feeling more of an ásshole than he initially thought he was. "Hermes—"

"My Dad hit my Mom so hard, she fúcking died. When I was three, Daniel..." Hermes says, tears pooling in his eyes and his knees trembling. "My sister and I had to spend time at an orphanage after my Dad got arrested. At 13, she worked her fúcking áss off to save up some money so we can escape the place. Thena worked her fúcking áss off to make sure both of us graduate without the need for parents. She had three jobs at 18 with University, Daniel... just for her to die without seeing me graduate."

He painfully adds, "Just for you to hit me and say the same words my Dad did after hitting Mom. 'I didn't mean it'."

"Hermes, I'm truly sorry..." Father Daniel says with all the sincerity in his heart, but was coldly rejected.

"You and Mavis were the only people I truly trust in Carvalle. After you pulled that shít, Mavis is the only one I'm not fúcking scared of right now." Hermes stands up, declaring his meal done. "I'm still helping him with school, and I won't let you control me. Break up with me now if you still won't understand."

I will not. Daniel loses his appetite as Hermes walks to the kitchen to wash his own plate. The priest has to hold back from doing anything reckless, especially pulling Hermes back to force him to accept an apology. He can't just do that, so he chooses to give him space. As long as he's here safe...

Shít Thena, he's even more stubborn than you are. But I'm not making the same mistake again.

that night, they made love like a married couple; as if they've been together for 10 years and something went wrong along the way. The candles were romantic, but Hermes sees it as a flickering and fading freedom that comes with being trapped in Carvalle. He also feels like he's being trapped in this bedroom... relationship, even. The walls claustrophobic instead of keeping him safe. Daniel's thrusts have been a lot harsher than before, more punishing. As if his goal is to rid Hermes of the ability to walk so he can never attempt to find his sister's killer.

Hermes hated it. He only found ejaculation, and not satisfaction. Way past midnight, Daniel is asleep beside him, lightly snoring but not enough to disturb. The candles are blown out, and both had washed up from the intense sèx hours earlier. Father Daniel is not tightly hugging Hermes anymore, so he sits up and carefully removes the covers off his naked body.

He feels so suffocated. He needs air to gather his thoughts. So, Hermes puts on long pajamas and a shirt, before covering himself with a robe. In the dead of night, he slips out of the dorm, but not without taking a small kitchen knife for self-defense.

JOHNSON BUILDING, 3RD FLOOR

Here he is in the same place Thena had reportedly committed suicide. No more chandelier, but there is a statue of the Lady of Carnations. Looking down on her child, alone on top of the stairs. Just how expensive it is to keep Carvalle maintained? The walls look like it has been painted a week ago; the stairs are squeaky clean since there are janitors for every floor in charge of Carvalle's beauty. They treat the school like it is the Lady of Carnations herself. Even with no one around, Hermes does his best to stop himself from crying.

"Hey stupid... stop, I'll clean that. You go sleep, you look like a druggie," 14-year-old Hermes rudely tells his sister, replacing her in washing the dishes.

"Awww Ermieee, you love me?"

"Ew, no."

Thena giggles and hugs her little brother by the waist, extremely annoying Hermes. "Get your fatáss titties off me, geez!"

"Ermie... I really don't need sleep." She puts her chin on the shorter Hermes' head, "What I need is for you to finish school. I want to see you up there, with a medal. Doesn't matter which, doesn't matter what. I want to be able to say I raised you better than our parents did. Won't that be cool?"

"So you just want bragging rights?" Hermes snorts.

"Since I have a little runt like you, of course I'm gonna brag! You're Best in Math!" She pokes his side, making him fold since it's ticklish. Laughter echoes around the small apartment, fueled by the younger one's stubborn groan.

"I swear Thena if you don't lift those meatbags off my back, I'll stab you with a spoon."

Hermes now sits on top of the stairs where she had her last moments, his head against the railings that failed to protect her. As he did, unable to do anything from the other side of the line. The guilt eats him up from the inside like a bacteria which also keeps him alive.

All of a sudden, someone joined him that made Hermes jump in his seat, startled at who this may be.

He was about to pull the knife out, but then he sees that the person beside him is Au. His hair in a ponytail, warm with a black hoodie and jogging pants. He looks at Hermes without emotion, but also with a hint of curiosity. "Au? Wh... what are you doing here? It's late at night..."

The young man shrugs, and instead of answering, he brushes Hermes' bangs off his forehead to reveal that he is sweating, among the tears that sneakily slipped off his eyes. Au wonders why he is crying.

"I'm sorry," Hermes immediately wipes off his tears. Wait, why am I apologizing... "Uhm... things haven't been going good..."

Au just stares at him, unsure of what to do when someone is crying. Usually, when Ray cries, Rain hugs his head and punches him in the stomach. Should he do that to Hermes too?

"I don't know why you're out here so late but—hey?! Au—!" Hermes was suddenly pulled in for a hug, not tight since Au didn't want to scare him. Hermes is tense; he doesn't trust this guy, but Au never really did anything bad to him. What if he was the one who attacked me?

Hermes hesitantly hugs back, then slowly reached up to touch Au's head to investigate. His hair is thick... it couldn't have been.

"Au..." Hermes has no one else, he feels so alone and so trapped that he starts to cry on the younger man's chest, hugging him tight which surprises him. "Au, help... I can't take it, Daniel... Father Daniel..."

Oh? What he do? Au is rubbing his shoulder, still very confused about what is going on. Hermes to him is a friend now, since he cooked the pancakes and accepted their kiss, which Au greatly appreciates. But now his precious friend is crying, and he doesn't know what to do with a crying person.

"I can't believe he'd be like that... I don't... I don't know what to do, I don't want to stay with someone who hits their partner! He's scares me now, I... I don't know what to do, he's the only person I... I could..."

The hug works, Au thinks, feeling bad for Hermes who is really shaken and upset. Though he can't really understand and still doesn't know what's happening, he wants to make Hermes feel better. Ahh, this works with me... what if I... ?

Au carefully takes Hermes by the jaw and lifts it up, the other male leaning away at the sudden move. But Au leans in, offering a kiss to comfort him. Kisses always make Au feel better; his Mom pecks him whenever he gets hurt, and he felt better back when Hermes kissed him in his dorm. He was actually feeling a bit sad because of the sudden incident, but the kiss lifted his mood. Maybe it shall do the same for Hermes.

Hermes was stunned, uncertain if he should reject or accept the gesture. Au pulls away, but tilts his head upon seeing Hermes still looking upset along with the shock. It didn't work?

"... tahan na..." Au whispers, which Hermes didn't understand but the softness of his voice made him a little bit more comfortable. Au leans in to kiss him deeper, wanting Hermes to feel the same way as the night they were together. Butterflies, desire, a drunken feeling...

And Hermes allows it since he strangely feels safe with Au. He starts to kiss back, pushing against Au to deepen their forbidden kiss. Forbidden... this is... forbidden, I... "Au... I shouldn't... I have a boyfriend... you are a stu—"

Au kisses him more, their chemistry getting more toxic and therefore intoxicating Hermes. Au's the most gentle, and their lips mold into each other like kinetic sand. Why does it feel so nice... why does he taste so good...

Hermes' morals clocked out and he releases his frustrations on Au, softly making out with him on the stairs. It felt so wrong, and yet why was that the reason Hermes wants to keep it?

The Lady of Carnations is watching them. Is this the sin that stained Carvalle's walls? Hermes is embracing it; tasting it from Au's mouth, and it tastes so good.

"Au was sexually assaulted..." that man's voice echoes in Hermes' ear, causing him to gently push the tanned man away.

"Au, I'm sorry... I can't do this..." Hermes tells him, and himself as well. I'm sorry about what the girl did...

Au hums, similar to what, 'Why not' would sound nonverbally.

"That girl... Francine," Hermes brings up, staring straight into Au and aware that he is risking his life in front of a potential murderer. "... do you know who killed her, Au? She... was killed because of you... because of what she did... and what she did was very terrible but... the person who killed her may be the one who killed my sister."

Au went silent as usual.

"Oh. Oh, I'm sorry for bringing her up. I'm sorry, I'm just... desperate," Hermes says. lowering his head in shame. "What happened to you was terrible..."

Au didn't care about that, since she's gone now. But Hermes is sad again, and it makes him sad. He pulls the teacher's face up, both silently communicating with Au doing his best to comfort. Even Hermes finds himself wondering if he can truly read this guy, because they seem to be in sync right now.

This time, Hermes wants to comfort Au by being the one to kiss first. They make out a little more aggressively now, since a frustrated Hermes is the one in the lead. And when he feels Au's hand slip through the robe and onto his pajama-clad legs, he finds himself moaning in approval.

That led them to another make-out session on top of the stairs, where Hermes is laid on the floor and Au on top of him, the robe opened for Au to explore under his shirt. Au can feel his sexy developing muscles that are still soft to the touch, undefined yet. Hermes isn't skinny at all and he has such luscious flesh for Au's hand to smooth over.

Au's hand goes higher, to grope Hermes' breast so the shirt is now exposing half his body. Hermes absolutely loves the way Au caresses him; curious, careful, and rough with his callouses.

"Au..." Hermes moans, realizing they're still outside. "Wait no, stop, we shouldn't be doing this out here!" Or doing this at all!

So, Au pulls away and stands on the lower steps so he can pull Hermes to sit up. Such a sexy sight of his clothes being all over the place... Au isn't curious about his sexuality anymore, he wants to taste him.

"Wait-!" Hermes is pulled to the nearest empty classroom where Au pushes him to the teacher's front table, before stripping himself off his hoodie. Holy mother of Carnations... what do these people eat?!

First Daniel, now Au with all the time in the world to work out and build his body. So much hides in those layers of clothing, it is almost illegal not to show. When Au approaches him, Hermes tries to push him back, but only ends up touching his gorgeous naturally tanned body. Hermes got distracted enough for Au to kiss him and push him further onto the table.

Oh no... am I really gonna do this with him? I'm... shít, Hermes curses as Au releases a groan from how the former is running his hands down the 19-year-old's body. Shít, I'm cheating... I'm actually cheating...

"Au," Hermes tries to stop it, but it came off as a pleasured moan. In the 3rd floor classroom, a half-naked Hermes makes out with Au as if they are star-crossed lovers. Au's mouth on his nipples got his back arching and legs wrapping around the man's waist.

He got Hermes moaning when he thrusts with both of their pants on, giving Hermes an idea that he may not be so gentle in the act. At this point, I don't care. Fúck me Au.

Hermes reaches down to signal that he wants Au's díck out of his pants, and when Au strips his pants and boxers halfway Hermes removes himself off the table and kneels in front of the tall man, holding onto his cóck and looking up as if asking for approval. Au didn't respond and just thrusts in Hermes' face impatiently, telling more than just approval.

"Horny, are you big guy?" Hermes chuckles, shyly pumping this girthy díck in front of him. He keeps looking at Au to watch for his reaction, unintentionally turning him on even more. And when he puts it in his mouth...

"Mnnnhh, Her... mes..." He mutters, throwing his head back and exposing that sexy bulging apple on his throat.

He said my name... Hermes pulls away to tease, "You like that?"

Au hisses, pulling Hermes' head against him for more of that warm mouth. Hermes gives it to him, eagerly slurping on the precum that escapes from his slit. Every time he looks up to look at Au, the boy moans seeing his lustful eyes.

Hermes keeps looking at him while doing the act, enjoying Au's reactions since it's the complete opposite of his stoic personality. He starts to moan as well, surprising the older male.

"You... have a very nice voice..." Hermes says to him, hand picking up the pace on his wet díck. "Do you... want to put it in me?"

Au caresses his head at the question, pulling him up with excitement and curiosity in his eyes. He has never done anything with a male before. Hermes willingly sits on the desk, letting Au look and touch him curiously. Big hands explore his hard cóck and soft balls, then going up to his thighs where Au seemingly admires how smooth it is, even the body hair is satisfying to run his hand over.

"Mmm, Au..." Hermes moans, feeling his díck tingle when Au starts to jerk it off slowly. He encourages him, "That feels so good, Au... is it okay for you? Do you like it?"

Au eagerly nods without thought, kissing Hermes before he goes down on his nipples, causing the latter to fall on his back, arching against the table. "Ahhnn! Don't use your teeth, it hurts!"

Au is still rolling his hard nipples between his teeth, an endurance test that actually turned Hermes on. Au is a curious but aggressive lover, currently thrusting between Hermes' thighs.

"Hold on Au," Hermes whispers, "Do you have a condom?"

Au shakes his head.

"Ahh... we can't do it." Hermes lightly pushes him away and hops off the table, "I can't do it without a condom. Maybe I'll just blow you—"

"Ahh!" Hermes yelps when Au flips him around and bends him over the table, opening his àss while kneeling on the floor. "Au, what are you—?!"

He is cut off by the man locking him on there, the feeling of a wet appendage passing by his hole makes his knees weak. Hermes moans out when Au starts eating out the áss that has already been fùcked earlier, and is now shamelessly opening up for another man.

"Au..." Hermes moans in the same tone as a beg, holding onto the edge of the table to stop himself from thrusting back onto Au's mouth. "Mmmm! Feels... so good...! Ahh—AHHH!"

After Au had spit twice and shoved the liquid inside with his tongue, he pins Hermes by the hips and pushes the head of his díck inside, making Hermes panic.

"Wait! No wait, the condom! Au!" Hermes yells out, making Au stop halfway. Hermes tries to catch his breath, "I... I can't do it... without a condom..."

But I want to. Au protested by pushing more of him inside, making Hermes choke.

"Au! Wait a minute!" Shít, he's hitting the spot! Au feels so good... But I can't do it without a condom! "Au, please...! Please... please be gentle..."

Au replied by kissing him on the nape, thrusting all the way inside him since he doesn't know how far Hermes can really take. And for ignorantly stretching him out like a balloon with a cucumber, Hermes gasps out his pleasure.

Hermes starts to cry because he's torn between stopping this incredible feeling or stopping it for the sake of his rules. I'm cheating... I'm actually cheating... Daniel, I'm sorry...

He doesn't know why, but for some reason, the voice inside his head sounds like his big sister, Thena Quinn. Her sweet, motherly voice. "Hermes, he hit you. Isn't this payback? You have to treat yourself for once, after how much they take advantage of you."

"No, I... I can't..." Hermes sobs out, which made Au pause because maybe he isn't feeling very well.

"Hermes... this is Carvalle. Be selfish in a world where no one will take care of you."

It's Carvalle... Hermes repeats as a whisper, just as Au turns him around to see if he's hurt or something. But, knowing that they are inside a forbidden room, having forbidden séx as teacher and student, one cheating and the other selfishly ignoring boundaries... nothing is right at this very moment. So, Hermes pulls Au by his nape and kisses him deeply, rubbing his áss against that selfish díck.

"Au... you want to fùck me, right?" Hermes whispers to his ear in a room where they really shouldn't be doing any of this. Au expresses his desire by turning his head to kiss Hermes on the neck, before licking and sùcking on the skin. "Mmm... I guess that's a yes... well, just don't tell anyone. You can have my body for the night…?”

I can have? The curious and sexually excited young man immediately inserts himself back inside, making Hermes gasp and moan from the intrusion. Au takes up Hermes' offer and pushes his shirt further up to his collarbone, feasting on his breast as if he owns this body. Hermes is holding onto his head to watch out if he bites or does it too much.

He's never been with a man before, shít! He fùcks me like a girl and... and that's a bad idea! Hermes finds himself moaning in pain at how rapidly Au is fúcking him this early into the act when he's supposed to take it slow at first to get the receiver to adjust. "No, no no, stop!"

Hermes scolds the shocked young man, "Au, I'm not a girl. My àss will bleed if you go that hard very early." He then removes himself off the table and pushes Au down to the floor, where he makes him lie on their discarded clothes. "Let me... uhm... let me ride you... so I can teach you, alright?"

Au's díck seemed to twitch when Hermes went on top of him, straddling and showing him a great view of that male body. Au got so turned on when Hermes stripped off his shirt and went full nude on top. Au caresses his naked legs, wanting to kiss them but can't at his position. All he can do is wait for Hermes while the moonlight from the window illuminates him from behind.

"So aggressive... and for what? Do you like me that much?" Hermes mumbles as he shoves two fingers in his mouth, getting as much saliva as he can on it. It is not a good substitute for lube, but it can prevent him from hurting at least. And, he found it so hot when Au spat on him earlier.

After wiping those fingers in his hole, Au is less patient than before, whining out, "Her... mes..."

"You act like a virgin... are you?" Hermes lines up Au's cóck into his waiting hole, his question also waiting for an answer. "Au... are you a virgin?"

Au didn't answer, and stubbornly pushes up which Hermes scolds him with a light slap on the díck. "Answer with your head, big boy..."

Au nods, Yes, surprising Hermes and making him hesitant. "A... virgin... no wonder you're terribly impatient. I'm sorry for being your first."

Au looks up at him with eyebrows narrowed up, almost begging to fùck Hermes right now. And when he finally did—Hermes sinking onto him agonizingly slowly, he can hear Au whimper impatiently. It sounds like a sigh of dissatisfaction, rushing to rub himself against Hermes’ walls.

"Shhh, Au... don't worry. You... c-can h-hard fúck me later... unghh... just... let me get used t... to your díck..."

So pretty... Au thinks, both of his hands carefully sitting on Hermes' waist as he groans at the slow movement.

"Do you want to fúck me hard...?" Hermes asks just to tease him. "Au... do you want it fast...? Hard...? Mmm... you're so handsome, Au... "

Hermes lets himself go and sink on top of this large appendage, moaning incoherently. Au starts mumbling, "... gi pa... uhn... -gi... pa..."

Hermes thought of that as simple mindless moaning so he rides more of Au, but not quite hitting their hips together yet despite Au's hands trying to push him further down.

"Now baby, calm down..." Hermes breathes out while gliding his hand down Au's chiseled body, definitely unused by any other in the same way Hermes is doing. "Do you want everything?"

Au nods with an impatient scowl. This made Hermes want to tease him more while riding his cóck. "Yes, you want it inside? Does Au want to fúck this forbidden piece of áss?"

Fúck... you... please... the man starts to whimper and take Hermes' hand for him to kiss all over, bribing him with affection.

This at least made Hermes laugh. “Oh well... I guess... this is a reward for... making me feel better...” Hermes leans back to dance on top of Au; his hips grinding on him despite the other male’s hands holding onto them. Hermes gasps as he whispers out, “Oh, shít! Au...!”

He has only been fùcked hours ago, but now he’s stretching himself yet again on a big man’s díck. Worse, it’s a student, and Hermes is actively cheating on a soured relationship.

“I’m sorry...” Hermes whispers against the air, riding on top in a more fluid yet faster movement. “I’m sorry, it feels so good... Au... it... ughh, feels... shìt! Ahh...!”

When Hermes starts to slow down because of his thigh’s limited stamina, Au holds him tight by the waist and slams him against his raging cóck, forcing Hermes to bite his own wrist to prevent screaming. Meanwhile, Au is just begging to replace that wrist with his lips. Kiss... I want... kiss... Hermes, please....

Without Hermes’ permission, he rolled the two of them over, so Hermes is now lying against the cold floor which is reminding him of his cruel betrayal of Father Daniel. “Au, what are you d—doing…! I… I didn’t—”

It was all for Au to snatch his wrist off his mouth and engulf him in a kiss that silences his loud moans, even though some still escaped because of the amateur thrusting of the larger man. Hermes gasps against his mouth, which is an opportunity for Au to fish out his tongue for him to play with. Such a heavenly thing having séx is; Au feels so good inside of Hermes. He’s warm inside, unlike Au’s hand or a fleshlight. The warmth triggers an addiction to roll his hips harder against Hermes.

“Auunngg! Ahnn! Au…! Au—” Hermes moans out incoherently, tears escaping his eyes both from guilt and pleasure. He couldn’t accept that sinning would be such a great guilty pleasure. How many times had he done something forbidden now? In these walls?

Out of all the men who’ve had the pleasure of fùcking his walls, Au is the one who truly feels like he is exploring. Rolling his hips in circular motions before slamming himself inside, making Hermes choke on his own moans. Au pulls away in order to see Hermes against the moonlight clearly.

“Mmm… hh… this… is so wrong, Au…” Hermes says as he reaches down to rub himself. Au just realized he’s fùcking a man who has his own díck to play with, so the long-haired male reached down to join Hermes’ hand, his hips slowing down.

Feel nice? He questions in his thoughts, forgetting that Hermes can’t hear them.

“Au…” Hermes smiles at his attempts to make him feel good. He sultry whispers to the guy, “Hey… want to make me cúm?”

Au rubs his díck more vigorously and it makes Hermes throw his head back to moan. He takes that as a yes. “Mmmm, your hands…” Hermes starts to move his hips in return, and Au smothers him in the neck for it. “Hahahaha, silly, I can’t move if you’re pressed against me! Au…!”

In the same classroom Thena taught in, Hermes makes love to one of the students closest to her. That might be the biggest sin of all, but it’s such a delicious one. What is it that makes Carvalle so dangerous; is it the catholic school’s deceitful image, or the monsters that lurk within it? Whatever it is, Hermes is trapped with monster-cócks to fúck.