Just a bit twisted

Sean slowly woke up, and the first thing he noticed was a naked, warm body against his back.It's Rutledge.

They hugged each other one after the other.Rutledge was holding him.

Sean told himself not to be stupid—just because the bed was so small, there wasn't much room—and opened his eyes, blinking listlessly.

He found two little girls staring at them curiously.

"Sean's awake," whispered the little bee, sucking his thumb. "Can I be louder?"

Emily shook her head. "Mr. Rutledge is still asleep."

There was a thin crease between the little bee's eyebrows. "But what was Mr. Rutledge doing in Sean's bed?"

"He's sleeping, stupid!" cried Emily, forgetting her warning.

Sean felt the man behind him move slightly, and the arms that were casually around Sean's waist tightened.Rutledge muttered something gibberish, his lips brushing against Sean's ear.

Sean frowned in embarrassment and pulled the covers up to make sure his sisters wouldn't see anything they shouldn't.

The little bee pointed to Rutledge. "You told me to keep my voice down, but look, you woke him up!" She said with a smile. "Good morning, Mr. Rutledge!"

"Good morning," Rutledge said, his hoarse voice reaching Sean's ears.

Sean got goosebumps all over his body.He closed his eyes tightly and bit his lip.A little self-control is all right.

"Morning," he finally spoke, turning his head as he spoke.

It was weird seeing Rutledge's hair messed up, but that, with the black stubble and naked body, made Sean feel something strange.Rutledge scanned his face with those dark eyes.

Sean didn't know how to react.He wasn't sure what kind of relationship they had.

"Why does Mr. Rutledge sleep in your bed?" asked the little bee. "Is he without a bed?"

Rutledge twitched his mouth. "That's pretty much it, little man," he said, keeping his eyes on Sean.

"Don't call her a dwarf."

"I don't mind," said the little bee. "I'm short!"

"She doesn't even mind," Rutledge said.

Sean snorted coldly, reached out to pick up the shorts and put them on, the discomfort in his body made him wrinkle his face.

"Does it hurt?" Rutledge murmured, then sat up.

Sean jumped out of bed and squinted at him.

Rutledge's expression was unfathomable, but there was something in his eyes...

"Stop being a fart there," Sean said, glancing at the clock on the wall. "Aren't you going to have a class soon?"

"There's class," Rutledge said, getting out of bed.It was no laughing matter how out of place Sean was in his small, shabby bedroom.

Sean turned around, grabbed the sisters and led them out of the room.

Don't think about it, he told himself.It was just a shot.Yes, it was a man who was fucked - his professor was fucked - but it was only fucked.He had no reason to be uneasy.Both are adults, they desire each other, and then they fuck it up.It's that simple.There's nothing complicated about it.And it doesn't need to be complicated.

Sean was still telling himself this even as he was making breakfast for the kids, when the doorbell rang.

He went to open the door.

"Good morning!" said Mrs. Hawkins, pushing him in. "Good morning, girls."

"Good morning, Mrs. Huo Laoying." The twins said in unison.

"Have they eaten yet?" Mrs. Hawkins asked Sean.

"No, I'm going to serve them dinner, but I'm a little late, if you can, I hope you--"

She waved him off first. "Needless to say, go take a shower. I'll—"

Rutledge came out of Sean's bedroom, wearing his coat, his hair still damp from the shower.

Mrs. Hawkins stared.Then she turned her gaze to Sean.

Sean felt his face slowly turning red.It doesn't take any clever calculations to guess what the two of them did last night.

Mrs. Hawkins pursed her lips into hers.Without saying a word, she gave Rutledge a stiff nod, and led the girls into the kitchen.

Sean looked at her back with astonishment.Just a few weeks ago, Mrs. Hawkins asked him to find a girlfriend to live a more nourishing life, but it seemed that she couldn't digest the nourishment that Sean was currently enjoying.what the hell.His sex life has nothing to do with her.

"Change babysitters for the kids, if you don't want to see them grow up narrow-minded." Rutledge started toward the door. "I have to go. I have to change and go to work."

Sean followed him hesitantly to the door.Whether he imagined it or not, Rutledge seemed to be deliberately not looking at him.

"Okay," Sean said, trying to sound nonchalant. "We'll probably see you later."

Rutledge remains motionless at first, then turns to face him.

After a while.

Rutledge reached out, hooked his fingers around the waistband of Sean's shorts, and pulled him closer to him.

He ducked his head, nuzzled the side of Sean's neck and sucked hard on his skin.The intertwining of pain and pleasure made Sean take a breath.

In the blink of an eye, the Rutledge was gone, and the place where he was a moment ago had become empty, and Sean just stared there.

what does that mean?

***

"How?" Christian said hours later, when Sean sat down next to him.

Sean slowly sat down on the seat, looking down at his hands on his stomach. "What?"

"Did you—do you understand?" There was obvious curiosity in the friend's voice.

Sean nodded. "Yes," he muttered. "I slept with him again."

"So what now? You forgot about him?"

Sean said, "Of course."

Just then, Rutledge entered the classroom.

As always, there was a sudden silence.

Rutledge walked to his podium in a spotless three-piece dark suit that hugged his muscular body snugly.His resolute chin was clean-shaven—

"Yeah, kind of forgot about him," muttered Christian.

Sean couldn't help blushing, so he looked away. "I forgot."

"You must have forgotten. But wipe the drool off your face, please. Seriously, you scare me like that. That's Rutledge. That guy is a complete bastard, he No sense of humor, no heart - he's not handsome, which makes up for his bad manners."

"He's handsome," Sean muttered.

"He is not handsome. Well, he has a great figure and is full of confidence, but his nose is too big, and his eyes are too cold." Christian said with a fake smile. "I see, unless that's the one you like."

Sean rolled his eyes, only to meet Rutledge's gaze.Suddenly, Sean clearly felt the hickey under the lapel of the sweater, the bruises on his thighs, and the soreness in his buttocks.

Rutledge looked away and cleared his throat.

***

"Look, he's here to pick up Mira again," Christian murmured as the two passed by the parking lot after school, nodding his head in that direction to signal Sean, "Look, I'm not the only one Stare at him."

Sean followed Christian's line of sight.

Sure enough, there was a man there leaning against a white Lexus, and yes, he attracted a lot of attention.The man seemed unaware that there were a group of students staring at him, looking bored and looking at their watches from time to time.

"Damn it, he's so handsome," Christian said.

Sean scrutinized the man carefully.He was handsome indeed: tall, with black hair, strong, handsome features, a seductively closed mouth, and stunning dark blue eyes.That's right, Sean now understood why Christian fell in love with him, even though the other person seemed to be the complete opposite of Christian's style of painting: unsmiling, sanctimonious, and serious.

"I don't know what to say, man," Sean said. "He looked super serious."

Christian raised both eyebrows. "Trust me, a man like this is generally the best in bed—sexy and sexy." He sighed. "Why the fuck do all the hot guys have to be straight? It's so fucking unfair."

Sean sneered and patted him on the shoulder. "Anyway, you can see him all this week."

Christian grimaces. "It's like a child guarding the window of a candy store, seeing but not eating."

Sean opened his mouth to speak, but a familiar black Mercedes stopped in front of them, and he closed his mouth again.The car door opened.

"Get in," Rutledge said, not bothering to look at him.He looked as if he was doing something that made him particularly uncomfortable.

"No thanks, I'll take the bus," Sean said.

"Get in the car," Rutledge repeated.

Sean glanced around.They attracted a lot of curious eyes.Damn it.

He shrugged at Christian and got in the car.

Rutledge slammed on the gas pedal.

"Are you crazy? We were seen!"

Rutledge drove in silence, at dizzying speed.

"That's how rumors spread!"

Rutledge said nothing.

"Don't fucking ignore me!"

Rutledge put his foot on the brake.

Before Sean knew it, Rutledge was on his lips and thrust his tongue into his mouth.

Sean moaned and kissed back, burying his hands in Rutledge's thick hair.Oh god, oh god, god.