This felt like it would never end.

Gaku’s lips were relentless, claiming yours with a hunger that left no room for escape. His teeth grazed your lower lip, tugging lightly before diving back in, his pace so demanding that it left your head spinning. He didn’t pause, didn’t give you a moment to catch your breath as his hands began working on the buttons of his jacket, shrugging it off with ease. You’d challenged him to a game, thinking you stood a chance. But now, here you were, the loser—completely at his mercy, paying the price he’d set.

“You taste sweet,” Gaku murmured, his voice thick with teasing satisfaction as he broke away just enough to catch his breath. His gaze locked onto yours, sharp and playful. “Did you plan this? Knowing you’d lose? Seems like something you’d do.”

You didn’t even have a chance to retort before he leaned back in, capturing your lips once more. His hands, warm and steady, found their way to your clothes, undoing them with a precision that made it clear this wasn’t his first time. The way his fingers brushed against your skin made your heart race, every movement deliberate, every touch calculated to make you squirm.

His kisses grew deeper, more consuming, and you struggled to keep up with his speed. His energy was overwhelming, like he wanted to draw every ounce of your resistance out of you. The heat between you felt stifling, every second that passed leaving you more breathless than the last.

“Too cute…” Gaku breathed, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper. His lips trailed down the curve of your jaw, finding their way to your neck, where he pressed open-mouthed kisses against your skin. “All mine,” he murmured possessively, his teeth grazing lightly over your pulse point. His hand slid to your waist, pulling you closer as his lips continued their path, leaving you at his mercy.