Chapter 69: 69: I’m The Gay Guy!
It was an abrupt question. One that left Elvis confused.
He sat there, his back against Eden as he stared into thin air for a while. Eden’s hands were still running behind him, soothing his injuries.
Eden stared at Elvis, he was quiet. He wondered why he wasn’t speaking. At least snapping at him or something. He was just quiet.
"Don’t overthink it too much, I was just curious to know if any lady has been privileged to have a full taste of your exquisite body..." Eden smiled, enjoying his own words.
But Elvis was quiet, his eyes open. He had some thoughts running through his mind as he stared into the distance.
The silence was awkward. Too awkward that it made Eden wonder what the hell he was thinking about. He was done applying the ointment on his back and massaging it, and he wanted to do so to his front side.
He stared at Elvis from behind as his hands slowly ran through his back and made its way to his chest. His oily hands robbing against his broad chest, tracing every line of it while journeying down to his packs...
"I don’t think I obtained any injury here" Elvis suddenly said, stopping him from advancing.
Eden paused, a smile at the corner of his lips "The pain tends to circulate around the body and may affect all sides. Even the front side. So it’s best to massage everywhere"
Elvis hesitated, he didn’t say anything for a while. And when he did speak, he said "Then I guess you should come in front of me then to apply it better"
Eden paused. He was surprised that he was the one to make the offer. The Elvis he knew would kick him out!
At this moment, Eden suspected that Elvis must have something planned.
He casually agreed as he made his way to the front. Now sitting in front of Elvis in bed, his legs placed like a Buddha.
He stared at Elvis eyes that were on him. Fixed and cold as though Elvis was trying to read the soul out of him.
He felt uncomfortable meeting those eyes that were on his as he casually smiled it off "I’ll begin now"
He expressed as he oiled his hands and then reached out to touch his chest.
His hands gently moved around his chest, circling the lines while giving soft massages to every corner. And while he did so, Elvis’s eyes were still on him. Fixed.
Eden had looked up from time to time, only to see Elvis’s eyes on him. He would immediately look down and continue his massage, feeling awkward.
Why the hell is he staring? Eden wondered. Was this part of his plan?
Eden couldn’t let him get whatever he wanted. He had to be even more shameless.
He smiled as he slowly ran his hands down to his sick packs, circling the packs while caressing them as well.
He looked at Elvis’s eyes that were still on him, but this time smiled. "You really are healthy"
He complimented but Elvis said nothing. His eyes still on him.
Eden continued. His eyes moving through all packs, circling his abs and finally moving downward.
With Eden’s eyes now locked with Elvis’s consistent gaze, Eden gently moved his hands further beneath Elvis’s abs, making way to his lower waist line and even further below.
His hands were on a trip down to meet what sat down between his legs. One that Eden felt was growing hard now...
But Elvis’s hands held Eden’s untamed hands, stopping him.
"What do you think you’re doing? Is it necessary as well?" Elvis asked. And to Eden’s surprise, he wasn’t all panicked up.
Eden smiled "It’d be best if massaged.. we need to make sure you’re healthy everywhere, even down there"
Eden was sure the tease would throw him off and have Elvis throw him out of his room.
But it was thirty-seconds, and Elvis was still staring at him. His hands are still holding his own.
"Is that why you’re curious to know if I’m a virgin?" Elvis asked. Pretty randomly at the moment.
Eden raised an eyebrow "Huh?"
Elvis now looked down at Elvis’s hands which were still held down to his lower abs by his own hands.
He said "I’m still confused and curious as to what you really want. Do you want to treat me? Or harass me instead?"
"I wouldn’t dare harass you, Your Royal Highness" Eden said, his tone soft.
Elvis hesitated, his eyes still fixed on Eden "Then I suppose you’re probably teasing me"
"...." Eden blinked.
"You wouldn’t really do it with a man, would you?" He questioned "You’re just making shameless comments to make me wary of you. Right?"
Eden blinked again.
He wondered if that was what he was thinking all these while. That he was a straight man who was just teasing him??
For some reason Eden took that as an insult! He was anything but straight!
Eden smiled "What an interesting theory’ My Prince, but are you sure you’d like to take that to a practical level? I don’t think you’d like the aftermath of your proposition"
Eden had said with a confident smile. But he didn’t expect that Elvis would suddenly push him down in bed.
Eden found himself out powered by Elvis’s hands which sent him laying on the bed on his back.
He fell in bed with a sharp gasp as Elvis’s figure soon towered him. He was now on top of him, covering him.
Elvis’s hands were glued to both sides of the bed at Eden’s side, while he knelt halfway before him, his face over him.
His eyes on him.
Eden gasped. He never expected any of this at all. He didn’t even know what the hell was happening here
Why the hell is this straight man pinning him down in bed??
He’s the gay one!
He’s supposed to be the one to do the pinning down.
Not the other way round!