(BL) A Regretful Revenge

Ken and Micheal locked eyes for a moment.

Slowly, Ken reached out, pulling Micheal closer by the neck, and kissed him again.. this time with deeper hunger, more desire.

For a while now, Ken had been observing Micheal.

The younger man was everything he desired, strong, daring, and diligent. A man who carried himself with both charm and ambition.

Ken began unbuttoning Micheal's shirt, his movements eager and intense. He kissed down Micheal's neck, biting, licking, and claiming his skin with raw dominance.

Micheal, on the other hand, simply surrendered to the moment.

He was surprised, yes.. but he wanted this.

It had been too long since he last felt this kind of touch.

And though this was his first time with another man, there was no disgust in his heart.

Only thrill.

And the strange rush of experiencing a dominant partner for the first time.

"Ah… Micheal," Ken murmured between breaths, his half-lidded eyes fixed on him. "Do you want me to taste you?"

Micheal chuckled softly.

"The great Ken Himura is treating me like royalty tonight," he whispered back, meeting his gaze. "Do as you please… I'm yours."

Ken stripped Micheal down completely, and with that, began his intense and unrestrained act of passion.

When it was over, or so it seemed.. Micheal flipped their positions, pulling Ken beneath him. One by one, he undressed Ken with slow purpose.

Tonight, you'll fall into my hands, Ken Himura.

Tonight, you'll start craving me.

And that night, they came together like two men consumed by a thirst that had long been denied.

They didn't notice the time.

They didn't care.

They remained entangled in Ken's office, their bodies and minds lost to each other, until dawn neared and the first light crept into the sky.

For Micheal, it was a night of discovery, of new sensation and twisted ambition.

But for Ken…

It would soon mark the beginning of his downfall.