CHAPTER 25

TIN

I can't believe I just agreed to his absolutely crazy demand. He want to fuck me? What for? It's not like he can impregnate me. It was way more useless than his relationship with Ping. Yet still I agree to do it.

At this point, really, I'll agree to anything he wants. I'll do anything he wants and I mean anything. This demand is nothing if it means I can get him back.

Or so I thought.

If I say I never feel fear in my life, right now, I definitely feel so much of it. He not only wants to do it as it is, he wants to do it with my hands tied. Of course I'm not allowed to say no after I agree we can do it.

So, we went back to my home and immediately headed to my bedroom. He didn't let me touch him, or kiss him. I hold myself back even though at this point I really want to be intimate with him so badly.

I let him strip me naked and only left me with my pants on. He told me to lie on my bed and I did as he wished.

He knows where I keep all my toys and kinky stuff and without asking for my permission go to my toy box and pull out a red colored rope that I usually use to tie him up.

He did a really good job tying me up on the headboard, I must be a good teacher at teaching him about these kinds of things or he is just being a quick learner because I use it quite often on him.

Vel looked at me with a big smile on his face. Did my condition right now amuse him so much?

"Did you really not cumming at all since the last time we had sex during our holiday?" he asked me while he very slowly caressed my hardened dick under my pants.

I don't even understand how it still can get hard with my current embarrassing condition. I guess I'm just overly horny that anything can get me aroused.

I nodded to his question and his smile became even bigger.

"Am I that amusing right now?" I ask him.

He nodded enthusiastically "I hope I can see your mind to know what you are feeling right now."

"Embarrassed, you don't need to see my mind, let me tell you, I'm embarrassed right now."

He laughed seeing my reaction. Did our personality also switch? How can he become a psychopath now? He's totally happy while someone is tied helplessly in front of him.

"Now you feel what I felt when you did this to me." he said while taking off my pants, my dick's last protection, now, I'm completely naked.

"You seemed like it when I did this to you."

"Doesn't mean I don't feel embarrassed."

"Well, I personally don't like this at all."

"Really, you don't like this?"

He took a bottle of lube from beside my bed and smears it on my dick. Then he start caressing my big dick which has been fasting for days and it gets excited beyond my control.

"Aaaaaahhhh..." he really knows how to touch my thing to make it happy, I can feel it will come sooner than later. I will embarrass myself if I come so fast, yet I don't have control over my mindless penis.

"Maybe your dick is the only one who's happy here." he said teasingly.

"If you really want to fuck me, just do it quickly."

He suddenly stopped his hand movement after I said that.

"I never said I will do this quickly."

"What!?"

"This is what I feel, when you did this to me."

He touched my dick very softly, enough to make it stay hard but not enough to make it cum. I can only moan and groan in frustration.

"You want me to feel how you feel? Is this revenge?" I said between my moan and groan.

"No, this is not revenge, I like it thoroughly when you did this to me, why do I want revenge?" He said "But it's true, I tried to make you feel what I feel, because that's called empathy. and I want you to feel it."

I laugh hearing his reasoning "You perfectly know, I wasn't born with empathy, how do you hope for me to feel it?"

"That is why I bring empathy to you."

He fastens his hands movement and I can feel myself getting closer to release. But when I'm about to cum, he stops his movement. And it makes me more and more frustrated.

"Remember this embarrassment, remember this hopelessness, remember this frustration."

He pumps my dick hard and fast and finally, I can release myself. Days worth of loads fly everywhere. To his hands, to my stomach, to the bed.

As I unload my semen, he said to me "Those embarrassment, helplessness, frustration are also what your victims feel, when they are lying on your table, when you kill them and cut them to pieces, remember this feeling everytime you feel like you want to kill another person."

He said that with a fiery eyes and angry expression that I feel like he can burn my eyes and my brain. I don't even know what I should say. But weirdly I kinda understand what he's trying to show me. I can feel someone else's feelings, so he makes me feel what they feel directly and it's terrifying.

I was waiting for him to do more things for me, but what he did next was totally not what I expected. He took the rope off from my hands and let me free.

I look at him confused.

"Wait, I thought you wanted to..."

"I want to, but I didn't say I want to do it now." he said that with a smirk on his face "Let's save that for another time, I think I've enough for now."

He put his jacket back on and left the bedroom. I quickly put my pants back on. I was in the middle of putting my shirt back on when I heard the front door open and closed. I ran for him without buttoning my shirt.

I find him on the sidewalk in front of my house and I fasten my run.

"Babe, wait..." I tried to call him but he walked even faster "You can't find a taxi around here."

"Then I'll walk to the main road."

"No, please wait!" I finally can grab his hand and thankfully, he didn't flip my hands away, he glared at me instead "Please don't go, stay for the night."

"No, I don't want to." he said without even thinking for a second.

"Please, I promise I won't do anything to you. I just want to have you by my side when I sleep and wake up."

He finally turned to look at me "Let go of my hand first."

I quickly let his hand go.

"Describe 'won't do anything'" he said.

"I won't even touch you, I'll let you sleep on the other side of the bed, I'll even put a barrier between my side of the bed and your side of the bed."

He looked like he was going to smile seeing my desperation to get him to sleep on my bed again, but he managed to keep his expression straight.

"And if you broke the promise?" he asked.

I sigh loudly "You can hate me forever and never talk to me again."

I clearly can see the corner of his lip move a bit like he was making a smile just for a split second before he answered "Ok, let's see if you really can keep your promise."

He then turned around to walk back into my house.

In my mind I am thinking, What becomes of me? He really has me under his thumb.

VEL

Tonight is not going as I planned at all. I didn't expect him to just do everything that I wanted without any rejection at all. I expect him to say he doesn't want to or just simply fight back. But he really willingly does what I want. Even now, I lie on his bed, wearing borrowed pajamas and bolsters separating my side of the bed and his side of the bed.

He really didn't try to get any closer to me, and just lay quietly with eyes closed. At first I thought he just closed his eyes to rest them but when I tried to talk to him, I realized he had already fallen asleep.

I scoff to myself, is he for real?

I look closely at his face, his facial features. His face is still as handsome and gorgeous as ever but I can see there's a slight dark circle on both of his eyes. Is he telling the truth when he said he can't sleep at all since the day I told him I knew the truth? Is that why he immediately fell asleep now?

It gets me even more confused, because he is a psychopath but his actions this whole day didn't show any psychopath characteristics at all. I was preparing myself to face a psychopath but what I got is a desperately in love person.

So what happened here? Is he misdiagnosed?

No, he definitely is not. Up until a few days ago he's still 100% psychopath. He started changing when I told him I know that he is the Thumb Collector. He doesn't do anything to me or to my family, and he keeps treating me with a lot of respect, totally something a psychopath won't do after someone blatantly tells them that they know their deepest secret.

Psychopathy is not something that can be healed. A person born as one and they will become one their whole life.

"Is there something I don't know about you? Maybe something that you yourself also don't know?" I say that to him even though I know he's fully asleep.

There is no way to find out about that from a sleeping person. I give up looking at his face that definitely doesn't have an answer at all and turn back to sleep.

I pull up my blanket and make myself comfortable ready drifting to the dreamland when I hear him grunting in his sleep. I quickly turned back at him. He is turning and grunting like he's having a disturbing dream.

What now? Is he really having a dream? Psychopaths don't usually dream even though it's not impossible.

His grunting turns into a whimper and I instinctively put my hand on his chest and pat it lightly to calm him down.

What I didn't expect is what happened the second my hand touched him. My mind traveled into another place, like when I got into someone else's mind to see their memories. But how did this happen? Even when I tried to see someone's memories I needed to fully concentrate and focus all of my energy, but this time it happened without me even intending to do it.

And where the hell am I? Is it Tin's memories? But I never can read his mind, or feel his feelings, how can I just suddenly get into his memory?

I look around. My surroundings look like I'm at someone's atelier. There's beautiful painting, canvas, paints and brush spread everywhere.

I can hear voices coming from behind the door at the corner of the room. I walked to that door and there I found Tin, standing motionless. In front of him stands 2 people. I recognize one of them as Tin's late papa. He looks upset and crying. The other person, a middle aged male, looked like trying to calm him down.

"Tin..." I called for him and he turned to me looking surprised.

"Babe, how did you...?"

"I don't even know..."

"Help me, papa..." said Tin's papa with a tone full of desperation.

Both of them are part of the memories so they can't see us here. We were just here to watch the memory, we are not part of it and we can interrupt or interact with the scene in front of us.

This feels weird because I usually get into someone's mind by myself and see this kind of thing alone but this time I have Tin with me.

"What can we do...? we both are helpless here" said the middle aged male with the same desperate voice as Tin's papa.

"But we have to stop him... He will burn the whole world for me... I can't let him do that, I can't let him do that..." he burst out crying.

I turn to Tin to ask if he knows who the other male person is, but what I see surprises me. He shed tears. The psychopath Tin shed tears. His face remains stiff but tears run from his eyes.

Before I can even fully digest what happened here. Our surroundings turn into smoke, a sign that the memory has ended and we will come back to our respective consciousness. A second later I woke up still in the same position like before I drifted into the memory.

Tin jolted awake a second after me, out of breath and looking confused.

"It's ok, calm down..." I tried to calm him down.

"What just happened? Where were we? Why are my papa and my grandpa there?"

So the middle aged male is his grandpa.

"I think you had a dream about a memory you have and I accidentally got into your dream."

"My memory? My papa died giving birth to me, the only memory I had about him is the newborn me being held by him for the first and the last time. what we just saw is not my memory at all."

To think about it again, that's true. That memory we just saw can't be Tin's memory. Tin wasn't even born yet in the memory we just saw. So is that really just a dream?

But I never can't get into someone's dream. The only part of people's mind I can enter is people's memory, dreams are in a totally different area and I can't enter it. So what did I just see?

Tin looks like he is still in sock. his hands are trembling and he sweat a lot. The tears that he shed in the memory, he also brought here. Now, he shed tears without any particular reason.

Still in confusion and shock he looked at me while wiping his tears and asked "Really... what just happened?"

"I don't know, I really don't know."

TIN

We move to the kitchen. I sat on the counter while Vel heated up a cup of milk for me.

"Why a cup of warm milk?" Vel asked me while serving the milk to me.

We were staying in my bedroom for a couple of minutes since we both woke up from that strange dream and I can't seem to calm down, so I asked him to make me a cup of warm milk.

"It's what my dad has usually done for me since I'm a kid." I answer "Everytime I feel upset or have difficulties sleeping, he will make me a warm milk."

"Ah..." said Vel while nodding his head lightly.

"What? Is that weird?"

"No, that's like the normalest thing I've heard from you." he answered.

I scoff when I hear his comment "My dad is normal, you know."

"How can he? He's an Enigma."

"No, I mean, he's normal, not a psychopath like me."

He nodded slightly again and watched me sipping the milk.

"How are you feeling?" he asked with a worried tone.

"Better, I guess." I said that even though my hands were still slightly trembling.

Surprisingly, he grabbed my hands and caressed them softly. I smile at his actions.

"Just want to point out, you are the one who touched me first, so I'm not actually breaking the promise."

He immediately pouted hearing my words "Shut up, and drink your milk."

He said that with a fierce tone, but not letting go of my hand. And it makes me happy.

We spent a few minutes in silence, both of us didn't say anything while I drank my milk and he was still caressing my hand.

"Has this kind of thing ever happened to you before?" He finally breaks the silence.

I shake my head "Never, I barely even dream."

"That's what I thought."

I looked at him and just realized something "Why are you ok?"

"Huh?"

"Why don't you shock like me? We were there together."

"Because it's not my first time." he said "It's part of my ability, I can get inside someone's mind to see their memories. I did it to many people before, with their consent, of course. But usually when I'm inside their mind I am alone, this is the first time I have someone with me."

I lean back to rest my back on the chair, trying to recall what I feel "Don't you feel it? When we were inside that memory, the deep sadness, I don't even know where it came from, but it feels like stabbing my heart."

"I don't." He said with pity eyes looking at me "When I'm inside someone's memory, I just see the memory like I'm watching an old video or a movie. I never feel anything out of those memories."

"Then why am I the only one feeling it?"

"Maybe because it was your memory."

"But it's not my memory."

"Yes, but it's inside your mind."

"How is that possible? I have a memory that's not mine inside my mind?"

"I also don't get it. Usually when I'm inside someone's memories that someone will be part of the memory, not like you who become a watcher with me. Everything I saw should be the manifestation of someone's experience, every small detail, from the layout of the room, the clothes that they wore, to the smell of their surroundings are all according to what they feel and remember. But what we just saw is not even your memory, so how did it manifest inside your mind?"

"How should I know?" I answer "But forget about all of that for a second, because you supposedly can't use your ability on me, you can't even read my mind, how did you suddenly get inside my mind?"

"I also realize that."

"So, you can use your ability on me now?"

"No, I still can't."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I've been trying to use it on you since we woke up, still nothing."

I look at his hand which is still holding my hand. I remember most telepaths need skin to skin contact to be able to read people's minds. Vel doesn't need that but I guess he wants to try any possibility.

"Is this also your attempt to try reading my mind?" I ask pointing at our entwined hands.

"If it is, will you let me go?" he asked boldly.

I chuckled, "No, keep trying."

He smiled at my response and I felt a surge of sudden happiness. He finally smiled a real full smile for the first time tonight.

"Your hand feels so cold, though." he said with a worried tone.

"I thought it was your hands that felt hot."

"No, my temperature is normal." He's checking his own forehead then moves his hand to check mine. "Do you feel any pain?"

"No, just a little lightheadedness." I answer, I feel very dizzy, actually, but I don't want to make him worried.

"Let's get you back to sleep, get back under the blanket so you will feel warm."

Still grabbing my hand he very softly took me back to the bedroom. As I lay on my bed he covers me carefully with a blanket. He then climbed to his own side of the bed then lay down with his face facing mine. I'm happy that he didn't choose to give me his back, even though the bolsters still staying strong become our separator. He didn't say anything then closed his eyes.

I gather my courage and ask "Can you hug me?"

He opened his eyes and blinked at me. I was so ready to get rejected but he just asked "Are you scared?"

The honest answer to that is yes, and my usual prideful self will definitely say no. But I don't see the need for denying it now.

"If something like that happened again, I don't want to be there alone. I don't know where that deep sad feeling comes from but it feels really painful for me and..."

Before I finish my sentence, he removes the bolster that separates us and moves swiftly to hug me. I immediately hugged him back.

"This also, I'm not the one touching you first, right?" I ask ust to make sure.

"Just sleep, if you touch or do anything else, I'll definitely leave."

He said that with an angry tone but didn't let me go. With a happy and warm feeling I'm back to the dreamland.

VEL

I woke up first the next morning. We both didn't move much the whole night and I wake up still in the same hugging position as when I go to sleep. The time shows it's already 6.46 and Tin is still sleeping soundly in my arms. It's way past his regular wake up time.

I check his hands and forehead. It's not as cold as it was last night. But I guess he needs more sleep as an exchange for his sleepless nights. So I very slowly move myself to get down from the bed and leave the room.

I want to make some breakfast for us but I'm not good at cooking anything. I open his fridge and the only thing I can cook is probably some egg. What should I do with those eggs anyway?

The bell rings when I still can't decide what I'm about to do with the eggs. I quickly run to open it before the noise wakes Tin up. Ten with a big cheeky smile stand behind the door. A bag of breakfast in his hands.

He looked surprised when he saw me open the door.

"Oh, it's you," he said.

"Good morning to you too." I said back sarcastically.

"Is Tin in the bathroom?" he asks, the smile already gone from his face.

"No, he is still asleep."

"Asleep?" he sounds surprised "At this hour?"

"Yes."

"Is he ok?" he asked with a worried tone.

"He's breathing and alive."

His eyes widened hearing my answer. I purposely answered him like that. I still remember this person right here was helping Tin to clone my phone and spy on me, not to mention he was also helping him kill all of those people. Giving him a little scare won't hurt anyone, besides I'm not actually lying about anything.

"Did Tin ask you to buy us breakfast?" I ask him.

"No, actually I saw you two arguing on the sidewalk but back into the house together so I figured..."

"Thank you." I grab the bag in his hand before he even finishes talking.

"You are welcome..."

"I'll tell Tin that you bought breakfast for us." I said that then closed the door.

"Ok..." I heard him say that behind the almost closed door.

Before the door completely closes, I have a sudden idea to scare him a little more.

I opened the door back open and said "Oh, I almost forgot, Ten, if you ever help Tin make another clone of my phone or put a tracker on me, or spaying me in anyways. I'll do something to your arms and make sure you won't be able to do anything with them anymore."

I'm enjoying his scared face as the door closes in front of him.

I have a big smile on my face as I walk back to the kitchen with free breakfast in hand. It's actually fun being mean and scared people once in a while.

I prepare breakfast on the dining table and wait for Tin to wake up. The time is already past 7 and Tin still hasn't woken up. He will be late to go to the office at this point. Should I wake him up?

But, I decided to wait for him a couple more minutes and text Ping to tell him that Tin will be late today.

While waiting, I pull out my tablet and start writing about everything I saw and heard inside Tin's memory last night. I'm curious about what Tin's papa said.

'He will burn the whole world for me... I can't let him do that...'

Who is 'he'?

I wrote a list of the possible 'he'.

His father

His brother

or...

His husband

I lean back on the chair and think, why did he even say that? I can't sense his feelings when he said those words but I can clearly see he was scared and sad because of this person.

Above all, was that memory even real or was it just a manifestation of imagination? And more importantly, how did it even get inside Tin's mind? Did someone put it in there?

But that's nearly impossible. Tin is an Enigma, and a psychopath too, it's really hard to break into his mind. I still can't do it until today and I spend a lot of time with him.

So what is the other possibility?

I tried to draw another possibility but I have so little information right now.

I turn to look at the painting of Tin's beautiful papa that hangs on the wall at my left.

"What happened to you?"

"Did you talk to my papa?" Tin voice suddenly heard from behind me.

I turned and saw him with his sleepy face and messy hair walk toward me.

"Oh, you awake?"

"Yeah, and it's almost 8, I'll be late for work." he said with his eyes still half closed, sitting on the chair beside me.

"I already texted Ping telling him you will be late."

He smiled and said "Thank you."

"How do you feel? Still lightheaded?" I ask while touching his hands and forehead, it's not cold anymore.

He shook his head "I'm fine now, just still sleepy."

"Should you ask for a day off?"

A grin forms on his lips "If I have a day off today, will you stay here with me for the whole day?"

I roll my eyes "Just eat your breakfast, take a bath and go to work."

He smiles widely even though I reject his wish. Looking at the food on the table he ask "Did you buy this food?"

"No, Ten buy it for us."

"Oh..."

"And I probably scare him a little bit."

He laughed at my last sentence "What did you say to him?"

"He will tell you when you meet him at the office."

Tin didn't ask anymore questions and just started eating his meal. He seemed perfectly happy this morning. Did he probably already forget about last night? Meanwhile, I have many questions in my mind.

"What's wrong? Why don't you eat?" Tin asked me after I didn't touch my food at all for some minutes and kept looking at my tablet.

"Tin, was your papa a Special Omega?" I ask my first question.

"No, he was a regular Omega, he had no ability."

"What about your grandpa?"

"He's a Special Alpha, he's a memorist."

Memorist is what we call specials who can modify and fabricate someone else's memories.

"Why do you suddenly ask about them? Is it about last night?" he asked me.

"Don't you want to know what actually happened last night?"

"I do, the more I think about it, the more it doesn't make sense to me."

"Right... There's so many questions here."

"But, it could be just me being an Enigma, even my aunt said there's so many things about Enigmas that are hard to explain and still unknown, what happened last night probably one of those cases."

"So you said you just randomly have another ability or something?"

"Maybe, but it could be nothing permanent and just a one time thing."

"That's what we need to know, right? Why do you suddenly have it? How do you even get it? Will it ever happen again?"

He smiled seeing me being so curious "Why did you want to know so bad anyway? It's something that happens to me and probably won't affect anyone else."

"But, should I know? I mean, we were about to have children together so I just thought..."

I stop myself when I realize what I'm about to say, but too late, he already gets it. His smile got wider and he did that sexy lip biting he often unconsciously does.

"So you still want to have children with me?"

I can totally feel my face turn red "I never said I don't want it anymore."

"So we can have..."

I shove a spoon into his mouth to stop him from finishing his sentence. He coughed a little bit but those smiles didn't disappear.

"Finish your meal." I said to him with a stern face.

"Does it mean you already forgive me?" he asks with a big grin on his face.

I didn't answer him and pretended to be busy with my own food.

"I'll take the silence as a yes." he made his own conclusion.

I quickly turned to him and said "Just give me a few more days, please."

He look a little bit disappointed but answer me with a little "Ok"

TIN

I arrive at my office more than an hour late than usual and everyone looks worried and curious but no one actually dares to question me. Only Ten is the one who immediately enters my office and interrogates me.

"What happened to you? Are you hurt? Did Vel do something to you?"

"Why did you even think I'm hurt?"

"I saw you two arguing by the sidewalk last night, you were barely dressed and barefooted while Vel was fully dressed and looked angry. And this morning he said you were still asleep at 7! There's no way nothing happened."

"First of all, thank you for the breakfast. Secondly, some things happened to me last night but... as a result I'm having a good night's sleep for the first time in days and that's why I'm late today."

He looked at me with a skeptical look "What things happened? Did he do something to you?"

I think for a second "Yeah he did something to me... involving rope and some lube too..."

Ten immediately gasp loudly hearing my answer.

"And it wasn't really bad either..." I added, making Ten gasping louder.

"Did you two switch roles?" he said in a whispering voice.

"That's what he wanted but we didn't do it last night."

"Are you crazy???" He screams so loud that if my office is not soundproof, everyone outside will surely hear him.

"Sssstttt" I told him to be quieter.

"And you are willing to do it?" he asks in a more normal tone.

"Yeah, I have to do what he wants if I want him to forgive me."

His jaw dropped to the floor when he heard my answer "For 7 years I became your sex partner I was keep begging you to just once switch roles with me but you always refuse and fuck me harder instead. Who are you? What are you doing to Tin?"

"You seriously keep asking me those kind questions these past few weeks."

"No, but seriously, forget about changing roles in sex, you two are definitely exchanging personality. Vel has become a psychopath now, no doubt about that. His eyes when he threatened me this morning were even scarier than you ever will be. Then look at you and become all soft and helpless romantic."

"At least I can get him back."

"So he really forgives you already?"

"He said he needed more time but he still wanted to have children with me."

Ten laughed sarcastically "Now he's playing hard to get."

"He won't be for too long, we have our family dinner this Sunday, so he can't avoid me forever. We need to make progress in the baby making process after all."

"Well, good luck holding your horny desire for much longer. Isn't it like the longest time you ever spent without having sex with anybody?"

"Yeah..." I groan in frustration remembering how last night he was sleeping right beside me but I can't do anything to him. "Why didn't he feel the same sexual frustration like I do?"

VEL

This can't be happening to me right now?!

Why did my rut come at a time like this?

After I come back from Tin's house I take a nap and a few hours later I wake up with my body feeling so hot and my dick standing up so high.

I quickly drink my suppressant, but my dick still standing still.

How old am I? Why is a 31 year old having a rut like a teenager?

I tried to soak myself in cold water and nothing happened, my thing still stubbornly standing up. So I have no choice but to release myself.

I have never had a full blown rut ever since I'm a teenager and at my age now even when I forgot to drink my suppressant I never had a rut like this.

Then what my teacher said during my high school health class came to my mind. When an Alpha has constant intense sexual activities for a certain period of time, then they suddenly stop from having sex even just for a few days, they will have a sudden rut.

This is it, this must be the result of me not having any sex for 5 days while in the last few weeks I had sex almost everyday. My body is protesting now. it wants the pleasure that I didn't get for the last couple of days.

I use both hands to make myself cum. One hand pumping my penis and the other rummaging into my hole. This feels nothing like the thing Tin usually do to me, and it makes me miss him even more.

I have Tin in my mind when my hands move. Trying to mimic what he usually does to my front and my back. How he usually moves his fingers inside me, how he usually pumps my dick.

"Ah... Tin... go deeper..."

I totally lost my mind, I called for him even though I did this to myself.

"Harder... Tin... harder..."

Did I even care that he's not here? I guess I don't, I just do anything needed to make myself satisfied.

"Tin..."

As I murmured his name, I finally cum. The liquid is so thick and overflowing, this is my saving from the last 5 days, it's almost as much as Tin's cum last night, and right now I can understand his desperation.

I finally can calm down after I cum. My dick didn't come back up and my body didn't feel so hot anymore. The suppressant must have finally taken its effect.

I stay in my room until dinner. I just want to make sure, my strong rut pheromone has stopped coming out or my parents will definitely smell it and it will worry them.

During dinner, nobody seems to smell anything and it makes me feel relieved.

My mom told me that she already talked with the dean and I can start teaching Monday next week when the new semester starts. They didn't talk about the fact that last night I spent another night at Tin's. It seems like me spending the night at Tin's palace has become something normal for them.

Until when the dinner almost ended, a maid put a tray beside my mom's table. It didn't consist of food, but some documents and something that looked like a card key.

"We've purchased the house right beside Tin's for you." said my mama with a cheerful tone.

"What?" I totally didn't expect this.

"Tin told us about the house a few days ago and we think it's a good idea to give you your own place close to him before you two officially get married and move to Tin's main mansion. Especially since you spend awfully a lot of time at his place." said my mom.

"Everything has been taken care of, and you can move there whenever you want." added my mama

I don't know what to say, this is just so sudden, But I can't possibly reject it

"Thanks mom, let me see the house first tomorrow and then I'll decide when I want to move there."

"It's already fully furnished, so if tomorrow you want to move there you can." said my mom while giving me the house key and the documents.

I'm looking at the key and thinking, is it really the right time for me to move so close to Tin? My parents don't know anything about our problem and they just think everything is ok between me and Tin, that's why they bought this house for me. And it makes me not want to disappoint them even more.

"Will I ever get my own house too?" ask my cheeky sister.

"Yes, when you get married." answer my mama

She pouted when she heard my mama's answer.

The next day, since I woke up in the morning, my body constantly feels hot even though my dick still obediently calm. I drink my suppressant again after breakfast and even after a few hours, I still feel so hot.

My body feels like a ticking time bomb, I can blow up and go full rut any moment. I need to leave the house sooner before I start oozing out a strong pheromone and my mama takes notice. I make an excuse that I want to see my newly purchased house and my mama let me go without bodyguards.

My 'little brother' started acting out on my way to my new house. It's getting big and hard for no particular reason. The reason is because I'm having a rut, of course, but still, can it wait until we reach our destination?

My destination is actually not my new house. It was the house next to mine, Tin's house. I have his door's pass code so I can enter it anytime I want. My reason to enter his house even though I know he's not home right now is because I wanted to use his 'toys'. I definitely can't take care of my rut with just my fingers, I need assistance from the toys.

It's Friday, I know his maids will only be there in 2 days, so I'm sure I will be alone. I entered his house without any problem, and immediately went to his room. I took out his toy box from his wardrobe and grabbed a bottle of lube from the table beside his bed.

I pick one of his dildos, cover it with lube and push it inside my hole. I moan in satisfaction. Finally my hole can feel something similar to his size, even though it still feels nothing like the real thing.

Time passes and I just keep pounding myself with the fake things, changing one toy to another hoping I will feel the one that remotely feels like his. Haven't find one.

I don't even know how long I've been here, on his bed, pleasuring myself with his toys without his permission. In my normal brain I will feel guilty for sure but for now, all I know is how to satisfy my desire.

And without me even realizing the whole bottle of lube is now empty, yet my rut still hasn't calmed down at all. The smell of Tin's pheromone that lingered on his bed didn't help me calm down at all, it made me even more hornier.

I use the whole bottle of lube, using half of his toy box contents and cum so many times yet my dick keeps coming back up right after it finishes unloading. It won't do, nothing is working for me, my body wants the real thing, it wants Tin's.

My body must have wanted him so badly that it lost all sense of sameness and dignity. My hand reached out for my phone and called his number without any hesitation. He picked up the call in one ring.

"Hi, babe, what happened?"

"Go home and fuck me right now..."

"What? Whose home? My home? Are you at my home right now?"

"Just go home and fuck me now!!!"

Author's Note:

Hi, dear readers

So happy I can finish this chapter sooner than I expected. This is the longest chapter I've ever written, I hope you guys enjoy it.

I'm writing the next chapter as you guys read this one, so... see you next month.