That Alien Feeling

Harry really tried.He also wanted to stay in the apartment until Adam got off work, but by 11 o'clock, he had become an ant on a hot pot.Sean's earlier words—that Adam would never belong to him—made him anxious, and it felt like a big stone was on his chest.He wants to see Adam.

So, near lunch, he showed up in Adam's office.

Now it seems that this may not be very appropriate.

He leaned against Adam's desk, trying to ignore Jack and Adam's conversation.

He worked hard.

Really.

But his hearing was much sharper than before, even though the two deliberately lowered their voices to quarrel, he could still hear clearly.He couldn't help but eavesdrop.

"Are you fucking kidding me, old man?" Jack was pissed.He glared over his shoulder at Harry, then back at Adam. "You forgive him? It's that simple?"

Adam leaned his shoulders against the wall and folded his arms across his chest.His posture looks relaxed and confident, but his narrow eyes still reveal real emotions.

The blue shirt he was wearing really suited him, the texture made him look broad-shouldered and handsome.

Harry squirmed uncomfortably.Ever since they fucked—or, perhaps, since his bond disappeared—he couldn't help thinking that just looking at Adam.It's not that the way he looks at Adam has changed, it's just... In addition to wanting to be held in Adam's arms, his eyes are always glued to those arms.He wanted to touch those arms with his own, to slide them under Adam's clothes, to feel every inch of Adam's body, the warmth of his skin and the firmness of his muscles.

"Yes." Adam's voice was low, but firm. "I know it's not right, but you don't know Harry. I know him."

Jack raised his eyebrows. "You understand?" He snorted coldly. "For God's sake, Adam! I really don't understand why you've been fooled by lard! That little bastard lied to you for so long, and ran away without saying hello. When you come back, you don’t even have an explanation, and you just accept everything? That’s it? His little mouth is serving your meat so well?”

Adam clenched his jaw, his veins bulging.He leaned over to Jack, gritted his teeth and said a few words.His voice was so low that Harry couldn't make out what he said.

Harry lowered his head, trying not to take Jack's accusations to heart.He understood why Jack was angry.From Jack's point of view, Harry was doing... badly.

But Jack made Adam unhappy and angry.He doesn't like it.

"If you have any complaints about me, you should talk to me directly," said Harry kindly. "I'm right here."

Jack turned around, glaring at him. "Listen, don't get me wrong," he said. "I didn't mean it to you. But you made my buddy look like hell when you disappeared like that, and he's like a piece of mud when you're not—"

"Jack," Adam called him, warningly.

"Yeah," Jack sneered in a gesture of surrender. "I'll shut up. But don't you have a fiancée or something?"

"I..." said Harry. "It's complicated."

"It's fucking hot." Jack said while shaking his head. "Whatever you want." He looked at Adam. "Don't say I didn't remind you when he hits you again."

He muttered angrily and walked out of Adam's office.

The office was shrouded in silence.

Harry looked at Adam hesitantly.He didn't like the look on Adam's face.

"Actually," Adam raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile. "Jack was right."

Harry's heart sank.

Adam walked towards Harry with an almost sullen expression on his face.He rested his hands on the table at either side of Harry, watching him intently. "You will destroy me again," different from his irritable expression, his tone was soft and his eyes were sharp. "Is that right, baby?"

Harry swallowed, licking his lips.

Adam leaned forward, nuzzled Harry's cheek, and rubbed slowly. "Yes, you will."

Harry shook his head blankly.

"You will," Adam repeated, kissing the corner of Harry's lips lightly and vaguely.Harry snorted and parted his lips eagerly, chasing Adam's kiss.

"Fuck," Adam cursed, cupping Harry's face in his hands.He kissed the other corner of Harry's lips. "Why the hell are you like this...you were born to beat me. You've been lying to me—and now, but I don't really care that much. I'm going to be so angry at myself." Finally, he kissed firmly Touching Harry, his lips were greedy but tender.Harry kissed back hungrily, thirstily.He wanted to swallow Adam, occupy him, use his own body as his cage, and never release him.He wanted Adam to kiss harder, deeper, to never end.He wants it so badly.Before Adam, he never knew that he could want and yearn for a person so much, wanting to be physically entangled with him.He was so hard that it ached.He wanted—thought—he wanted to be brutally crushed on the desk by Adam, to be filled with Adam, to become one with Adam.

Adam groaned and broke the kiss, pressing his forehead to Harry's. "Not here," he spit out a few words, and then kissed again.

Despite Harry's reluctance, Adam backed away again.Harry whimpered and wanted to continue the kiss.

Adam smiled hoarsely, and suddenly opened the distance between the two. "Shit, Habbo," he said breathlessly, his cheeks flushed and his eyes clouded.He loosened his tie and looked away, "Don't look at me like that."

"What?" Harry rubbed his lips - red, swollen, extremely sensitive lips.

"Looks like you want me to fuck you on the table."

"But I want to." Harry clamped his legs tightly and pressed one hand on the bulging crotch of his jeans, trying to relieve the pain there.

Adam sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "Don't say that." He looked pained. "How can I work if you look at me like that?"

"I can leave." Harry offered, despite his reluctance.He wanted to be with Adam.He stared longingly at Adam.He wanted them to be inseparable for a moment—he wanted a telepathic bond with Adam.

"I don't want to get you into trouble," said Adam, and Harry continued. "I can leave."

Adam rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Well, that might be better. I can't concentrate with you here. You go before I get fired. See you at lunch."

"Okay," Harry jumped up from Adam's desk. "I'm waiting for you at 'Star Cafe'."

Adam nodded.

No one moved.They stared at each other.

Adam laughed and turned away. "Fuck, that's hilarious. Get out, hurry up."

Harry walked out smiling to himself.

He stopped in the corridor and ran back to steal a kiss.On a.

He didn't leave until 10 minutes later, his whole body was weak from the kiss, his head was dizzy, and his whole body smelled of love.

Harry giggled, pressing his fingers to his swollen, sensitive lips.

It's really funny.Just a few hours.

What can happen in a few hours?