Beneath the Surface: Secrets of an Obsessed Heart
Chapter 74 - 73

Chapter 74: Chapter 73

He knelt by the side of the bed and touched Hiro’s soft sandy brown locks, the silky strands slipping through the cracks of his fingers. Finally. Finally, Hiro was his. His own to kiss, to love, to fuck, to do whatever. He knew it but the true extent of the realization made him delirious with joy.

He laughed and leaned down, planting a kiss on Hiro’s swollen but soft lips. He was still quite hard so he climbed on top of him, peppering kisses all over his face and neck, licking and sucking on his skin, making sure to leave his mark while he rubbed his already leaking dick against the inside of his thigh.

Hiro squirmed and mumbled something incoherent but didn’t wake up and Raiden smiled.

"You’re so fucking soft." He whispered, taking a nipple into his mouth. "I want to do so many things to you. You have no idea Hiro."

He hoisted himself over Hiro’s body and rubbed his shaft on Hiro’s cute face, loving the feel of his soft smooth skin against his hardened length. "I want to tie you up, blindfold you, and watch you squirm and cry as I drive you insane with pleasure. I want to bend you over and spank that naughty evasive ass of yours for making me suffer all these years, living with just the thoughts and dreams of you day and night."

He groaned, rubbing the head of his bulbous dick on a hardened nipple. "I will take you over and over again, drill into you so deep that you will feel me for days after."

He began to pump his length, imagining himself inside Hiro, his hot walls gripping his dick tightly. He had imagined it a million times and it never failed to carry him over the edge. He stroked himself faster and faster, his orgasm building into a devastating ball of energy that was intent in blowing him away.

Hiro’s scent, the feel of his skin, his voice, everything put Raiden on sensory overload and he growled like an animal as his orgasm ripped through him like a tidal wave.

Pulse after pulse of thick milky fluid pumped out of the swollen head of his cock, spraying all over Hiro’s chest, face and hair. Some even got on the sheets. He remained in that position until he stopped cumming and his body stopped jerking.

"I will fuck you so good Hiro." He whispered, panting. "If you cannot love me, I will get you so addicted to me that you wouldn’t even be able to bear the thought of leaving me. You will beg me to keep you by my side forever."

He leaned down and planted a chaste kiss on Hiro’s forehead. "You’re mine, Hiro."

Satisfied, Raiden got off the bed and walked to his closet. He took out a camera, then returned and positioned himself at a good angle, carefully proceeding to take pictures of Hiro.

He gazed at Hiro, who was peacefully sleeping, illuminated by the soft, ambient light of the lamps in the room. Hiro’s serene face, framed by tousled hair, body covered in his cum, appeared as a beautiful work of art. He carefully framed the shot and clicked multiple pictures, each one looking better than the former.

When he finished, Raiden placed the camera in the safe hidden in the closet. Ever since he was caught with pictures of Hiro in his room when he was younger, he had decided to never make the mistake of printing the pictures again. He would keep them in the camera and look at them whenever he felt the need to.

He then went into the bathroom, returning moments later with a bowl of warm water and a towel. Meticulously, he began to wipe Hiro’s body clean, ensuring he attended to every part, even between the toes.

Raiden changed the water and cleaned Hiro again from head to toe. As he did, he couldn’t resist planting kisses here and there, silently vowing to love and protect him with every ounce of strength he possessed. Hiro was precious to him, and no one could fathom the depth of his love.

After cleaning Hiro up, Raiden dressed him in an oversized shirt and carried him to another room. He returned to take a quick shower, then put on black boxers and a black robe before changing the sheets. Once finished, he went to the other room, gently carried Hiro back to his bed, and covered him with a duvet. Ensuring the AC was set just right so Hiro wouldn’t get too cold, Raiden then took his phone and went downstairs to the kitchen, where he poured himself a glass of wine.

He turned on his phone and scrolled through his contacts, pausing at a specific name before dialing the number.

The person picked on the first ring. "Boss." A gruff voice came through, sounding as if he had smoked cigarettes since the day he was born.

"Is he ready?" Raiden asked, cutting to the chase.

"Yes Boss." The person answered. "We have him on standby. He’s shivering like a scared bitch about to have her first dick."

Raiden chuckled deviously. "Let him go for tonight. Come up with a reasonable excuse but have him come back tomorrow. We’re switching to plan B."

"Yes Boss." The person replied seriously. "Anything else Boss?"

"Yes." Raiden said, taking a sip of his wine. "Make sure the client he’s getting is that man."

"You got it Boss."

With a smile, Raiden hung up and walked back upstairs to his room. He went to the balcony and closed his eyes, enjoying the cool night breeze.

Ah, revenge is truly sweet.