Chapter 21: Luis’ POV

Luis’ POV

“Aren't you the only one of my brother's friends who didn’t befriend him to get my number?” Lisa’s voice startled me from my thoughts as I pushed the door to Chen’s house open.

“Yeah, I’m sorry,” I apologized with a bow.

“Luis, did we get home yet?” Chen asked groggily as he fell onto the couch with a plop.

“Oh, I need to pee,” he suddenly said as he shot up and out of the living room. “Luis, you can spend the night and go home tomorrow,” he said right before slamming the bathroom door, leaving just me and his older sister alone.

I gulped and rubbed my sweaty palm on my thigh.

“I’ll take my leave now. I can just catch a cab.”

“It’s too late for you to get any transport at all, talk less of a cab this night. I’ll prepare the guest room. You make yourself at home here,” Lisa said and turned around.

“Wait, you don’t need to, please. I don’t want to trouble you,” I said, but she rolled her eyes, her hands on her hips.

“You’re not a stranger here. Plus, it’s no trouble. Just glad to see my little brother’s friend,” she smiled, and I bowed again.

“Thank you very much,” I said as she waved it off like, It’s no trouble, before turning around. But if I had known how much trouble it would cause me, I would have insisted desperately to return home, even if it meant I’d have to walk all through the night to reach home.

But since regret wasn’t predictable, I made myself feel at home. I grabbed a bottle of water and unbuttoned my shirt, feeling relaxed on the couch and even letting my thoughts ruminate back on running into Garber tonight and how we parted.

I couldn’t help but wonder how awkward it would be when next we met. Would he beg for another one-night stand or…

“The room is set,” Lisa called out, and I followed after her to the third bedroom of the apartment she and Chen shared.

“Oh, thanks. And once again, I’m really sorry for the trouble. I feel so guilty.”

“Guilty?”

“Yes, because I didn’t inform you beforehand, but you’re still treating me so kindly.”

“I see. You must feel really guilty. I can help you get rid of the guilt later if that’s okay with you,” her words made me turn once we’d reached the front of the guest room.

“Ahh, sure?” I looked at her, a little confused, but the warm smile on her lips made me feel a little relaxed.

“I’ll come in later,” she tapped my shoulder, surprising me with the physical touch before winking and turning around.

Her actions were weird, given how we’ve never really connected despite Chen and me being best friends, but I was too tired to overthink it. So I took a shower and basically passed out the moment my back hit the bed.

That was until I felt warmth and extra weight press on my side.

I groaned and tried to turn around, but the feeling of hands snaking around my body felt so weird and uncomfortable that it startled me awake.

“What are you—” her hand shot up and slapped my mouth, so the rest of my words got muffled in her palm, “—doing here?”

My eyes were wide in both shock and fear as they adjusted to the naked figure of my best friend’s older sister trying to straddle me and unbuckle my trousers at the same time.

I pinched her hand off my face and focused solely on escaping because my heart couldn’t tell the difference between this and being held at gunpoint. It was racing like it was about to burst.

“Why are you trying to get away like you don’t want this?” she asked as she clawed my arms to keep me in place.

“Because I don’t!” I couldn’t even snap at her properly because I was trying really hard to get away from the succubus in my bed.

“Don’t lie to me. You are a man, and I know—I understand the look in your eyes, so you don’t have to hide anymore.” I felt like I understood her words, but I didn’t at the same time.

“Wait, wait. Stop for a second.” I raised my hand and watched her stop.

“Are you ready now?” She bounced her breasts in her hands like they were a commodity for sale, and I didn’t even know how to react. I just knew that I needed to clear the air.

“Not that. I think we have a misunderstanding about why you are naked in my bed,” I said, and she started to lean in with her lips pouted.

That didn’t make me feel any better, so I swerved my face to the side to avoid the impending kiss. “I don’t know how I’ve made you feel, but nothing I’ve done so far was to ask you to come to my bed naked.”

“What?”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to see you naked, so please get dressed,” I said, using her moment of feeling dazed and distracted to slip from under her, but just when I was about to plant my feet on the ground to cement my escape, she suddenly pulled me back, so I landed directly on top of her.

Her soft, big breasts were the only reason why we had a few inches between our faces, else I’d have collided and probably broken my nose.

I was beyond shocked, both by her strength and the sudden pull, as I watched her lips curl up in a smile that sent terrible chills down my spine.

I immediately planted my hands on either side of her, but she wrapped both her hands and legs around my back and waist, the horrifying curve of her lips still present.

“Why are you doing this? Please let me go. Anyone would misunderstand if they caught us in this position.”

“It wouldn’t be a misunderstanding if you’re doing it.”

I felt a bad premonition upon hearing that, so my voice unknowingly trembled when I asked, “But I’m not doing anything.”

“I know you want me, so why won’t you get hard even though we are this close? You don’t look gay, but even if you were, I’ve turned quite a number of gay guys straight. Why aren’t you getting hard? I can’t seem to figure it out.” She had a frown on her face as she started to ponder seriously, without paying me any heed for a second.

“Did you ever consider the possibility that I didn’t want this in the first place?” I asked as she turned to look at me, but every expression on my face was basically screaming, Please let me go.

My face dripped with sweat, and my shirt was soaked.

“Are you trying to say that I’m not attractive?”

“No, I didn’t say that, it’s just…”

“Then why don’t you want to fuck me? I’ve never met any man who dared to refuse me to such an extent. Am I that unattractive to you?”

“You are attractive, please don’t get me wrong,” I started to explain as I tried to raise myself up, but her hold only tightened around me, and I fell right back.

“I just don’t see you that way.”

“That’s not possible!” She seemed convinced and stubborn, and I just knew this would be a long ride. All my mind was hoping was that Chen wouldn’t come here and misunderstand things.

“Well, it’s happening right now, so please let me go,” I said and tried to peel her off me as I was starting to get obviously angry.

“I won’t!”

“Uhn?”

“Most importantly, I can’t.”

“But all you have to do is get off me, remove your hands and legs. It’s not like there is glue between us,” I said, my racing heart seeming to calm down a little as I felt like we were coming to some sort of agreement—until she suddenly said:

“Then what would happen to my pride? My reputation for being able to bag any man will go down the drain. I can’t allow that,” she said, and the understanding I thought we had seemed to have disappeared right at that moment.

Breathily, I tried to explain so I could secure my freedom.