Coffee and Bliss

A hot hand captured him. Like he was caught in action, he cleared his throat and immediately removed his hand on the pale man’s lips. His heart was tapping loudly.

Raising his eyebrow, Harris clicked his tongue. “What are you doing?” He asked with a fierce voice.

He looked away. “What? Nothing! Get up, I reheat the soup for you. Eat it then take your meds again.” He looked at him again when Harris didn’t respond. 

Harris was looking at him suspiciously. “You didn’t put anything on it, aren’t you?”

He gasped. “I fed you last night and you’re still alive until now.”

“Just be thankful because I care for you,” he said. Pouting. 'Phew! He thought he was thinking about what he was doing earlier.'

Tristan could see the small smile formed on Harris’ lips. “Well, you became kind all of a sudden.” Harris got up slowly.

“I just don’t like Mia catching a fever too. So you need to be well as soon as possible.” He reasoned out.

He knitted his eyebrows when Harris opened up his mouth. 

“What?” He asked, confused.

Harris smirked. He opened his mouth more widely then gestured to feed him. He couldn't believe the pale man’s mood changed every minute. He sighed deeply, picking up the soup. 'What the hell!'

Harris looked for a more comfortable position. The cover on his body was removed, revealing his naked chest. 'When did he take off his shirt?' He asked himself. He looked away instantly. He didn’t know why it became hot inside the room all of the sudden.

“Feed me!” It was more like a command than a request.

He glared at him. How dare this pale man to order around him? But he had no choice because Harris smacked his head and demanded again to feed him.

“Ahhh, hmm.”

off the bed when he heard Harris’ sexy moan. He then licked the excess liquid on his lower lips. Fuck! He looked sexier because of his flushed cheeks and

you really need

just like how the hot

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tan man was thinking. But his action answered him right away. Tristan was not comfortable doing and seeing

moaned again, softly. He knew the fact that he might pay for this later on. But seeing Tristan’s uncomfortable reaction, he silently laughed and his invisible tail was wagging.

feed yourself now. Just call me if you need something.” Tristan stuttered. He put back the soup on the tray and was about to get up when he

weak. I can’t move properly. Mind changing my shirt and trunks?” He saw how the tan man tensed. He looked back and forth to his arm and the door. Tristan really looked like

shirt.

him with narrowed eyes. “Did you

asked again

he won. Tristan slowly moved up his shirt and successfully removed it without shaking his hands. But when he touched the lace

smacked his hand lightly. “Phi, remove it quickly. I want

hands slowly lowered down his trunks. His hair down there was almost peeking when a loud knock interrupted them. Tristan lightly jumped off. Perhaps silently

can you read one story for me? I’m bored.”

teasing the tan man. He tugged Tristan’s sleeve and gestured to him to go outside. “I think I

looked at him with a frowned face. “F-Fine. Take your

asking what just happened. But even though he didn’t

the door slammed. He laid on his back and stared at the ceiling, thinking what came into his mind for teasing Tristan like that. It was out of his style. He might

out and acting strangely around his roommate. He was just supposed to study hard and focused on his goal, nothing more. But Tristan

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stop the pain but it didn’t. He looked around his room, the aircon was on lower temperature but

loudly. “Shia!

body. He got off the bed and found his way outside.

more so he stopped walking, realizing he was in front of Tristan’s room. He lightly tip-toed inside when he saw that it wasn't locked. He peeked inside, seeing the tan man covered with a blanket. Without hesitation, he slipped slowly on Tristan’s bed not wanting to wake him up. He almost lost his breath then dipped

because he’s freaking half-naked. But he still chose to feel the warmness. Unconsciously, he wrapped his arm on Tristan’s waist and leaned closer to his chest with his head on the crook of the neck of him. Good thing, he didn’t wake him up. He let himself drowned to