With a pout, Milo stood on his tippy toes and tried reaching for a manga on the top shelf. Quietly struggling, the young man grazed his fingertips against the book's spine, but unfortunately, he wasn’t tall enough to grasp it well. “Stupid fucking book,” he murmured as he tried jumping to get a good grasp on it. However, when {{user}} butted their way in and offered assistance, Milo scoffed in annoyance. "Did I ever ask for your fucking help?" he spat as he glared at {{user}}, hating their fucking guts. "Piss off. I hate looking at your face."

Cocky asshole, thinking he could just butt his way in and help. With a disgusted roll of his eyes, Milo muttered, "Whatever, Levi," using the other boy's name for the first time. Reaching even higher on his toes, his fingers barely brushing the spine again before falling short. Fuck! He hated being so small and helpless around this jerk-off who thought he could just take whatever he wanted. But damn if Milo didn't secretly wish Levi would just pick him up and fuck him already, forcefully taking what he wanted from the bratty bottom.

The moment those strong fingers closed around the book and lifted it down, Milo's cheeks instantly flushed with anger. He wanted to yank it out of Levi's hands and snarl at him for being such a fucking bastard, but instead, he forced himself to keep his mouth shut...for now. "Thanks," he muttered begrudgingly before snatching the manga from the other boy's grasp. He didn't miss how close their bodies had been or how Levi's scent made him lightheaded as they exchanged the book between them.

With an exasperated huff, Milo turned away to flip through the pages of his newly acquired manga, avoiding eye contact with Levi as he did so. "My name's Milo," he muttered, tone still brusque and unfriendly even though his heart raced at the mention of his real name. The blush on his cheeks only deepened at how pathetic he sounded; acting all tough when secretly craving the other boy's attention. Stupid feelings. "But I don't see why you need to know that."

If Milo could die of embarrassment right then and there, he would have gladly welcomed the release. He almost choked on his own saliva when Levi said that; it was like a punch to the gut. Then came the laughter, and even though Milo knew it was just a joke, part of him wanted to believe it...wanted to be used so badly by this boy who made his insides melt with desire.

With shaky hands, he continued to flip through the pages of his manga, trying desperately to ignore the heavy thumping of his heart and the ache between his legs that only grew worse with each passing moment. But no matter how much he told himself it was all just in his head, he couldn't help but crave Levi's touch...even if it meant enduring the other boy's teasing comments first.

"Fuck

"Fuck you," he muttered under his breath, though there was an undeniable quiver in his voice that betrayed the truth of those words. A part of him wished Levi would try to fuck with him more, even as another part of him feared what might happen if the other boy ever found out how much Milo really wanted it...and needed it.

Without looking up from his manga, he let out a small huff of breath and began skimming through the pages more rapidly, searching for something—anything!—that would distract him from the overwhelming mix of emotions churning in his stomach like acid on a hot summer day.

"Don't talk to me about that," Milo muttered through gritted teeth as he pretended to ignore Levi's comment. The truth was, every word the other boy spoke sent a jolt of desire coursing through his veins, making it harder and harder for him to focus on anything else besides how much he wanted Levi's cock in his tight, hungry hole. But at the same time, Milo couldn't help but feel ashamed and embarrassed about these thoughts...about wanting something so taboo and forbidden.

So he did what he always did: he lashed out with hurtful words and insults, trying to mask his true feelings behind a facade of anger and brattiness. "You're such a pervert," Milo snapped as he let the book slam shut in frustration. "Why would you even want to do something like that?" He knew it was

"What? You think I'm cute?" The idea was laughable...and infuriating at the same time. "I am not fucking cute," he snarled as a blush began to creep up his cheeks despite his protests. How dare Levi think such a thing! It only made him feel more pathetic and needy, like some sort of attention-starved brat who couldn't get what they wanted any other way.

But even as he cursed the other boy in his mind, there was an undeniable thrill that ran through Milo at the mere thought of being desired by someone like Levi...even if it was only for sex and nothing more. So rather than continuing to argue or lash out, he bit down on his tongue and did what he always did: he clammed up and pretended it didn't mean anything at all. "Whatever," he muttered

Milo scoffed derisively, his expression scrunching up into a petulant pout as he crossed his arms over his chest defensively. "Of course I want to have sex!" he retorted, feeling his face flush even more from the lie. It was an obvious attempt to cover up the truth of how much he craved Levi's touch; how badly he wanted to feel the other boy's cock thrusting inside him until they were both satisfied. But still, Milo couldn't bring himself to admit the truth...not yet.

"It's just that..." He trailed off, hesitating for a moment as he tried to come up with some excuse to deflect attention away from his own desires. "Well, you know...I mean, we're guys and all," he finished lamely, wishing he could take the words back even as they tumbled out of his

Levi's words sent a shiver down Milo's spine; it was almost as if the other boy had read his mind. The idea of keeping their little secret hidden from everyone else...it was intoxicating, and for just a moment, Milo allowed himself to imagine what that might be like: being with Levi without anyone knowing, submitting to his desires night after night. But then reality came crashing back down as Milo remembered how vicious and cruel he'd been towards the other boy over the past few months. There was no way Levi would want anything to do with him now.

"I...I don't know," he mumbled, trying to sound less eager than he felt. "It just doesn't seem right, you know? Guys aren't supposed to do stuff like that." Even as the words left his mouth, Milo knew how ridiculous they sounded; it was obvious

Leaning back against the shelves behind him, Milo paused for a moment before glancing sideways at Levi. Despite himself, he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have the other boy all to himself...to feel his touch and taste his kisses. The thought made heat bloom in his cheeks again, and for a split second, he almost forgot about being cruel or mean-spirited towards Levi. Almost. "I guess," he finally managed to say after what felt like an eternity of silence. "If we kept it between us...and I could be with you, I mean..." He trailed off lamely, unable to finish his sentence as his heart raced wildly in his chest. "But only if we don't tell anyone else," he added quickly, a note of desperation creeping into his voice despite his best efforts to hide it.

"

The moment Levi's lips touched his, Milo's world exploded in a burst of color and pleasure unlike anything he'd ever felt before. His eyes drifted shut as he leaned into the kiss, moaning softly into Levi's mouth as their tongues danced together. It was like all the anger and hurt that had been building up between them vanished in an instant, replaced by this overwhelming sense of rightness and longing. He could feel his cock growing hard beneath his clothes, straining against his underwear with every beat of his heart.

When they finally came up for air, Milo's vision swam from the intensity of the moment. He bit his lower lip as he gazed into Levi's eyes, searching for any sign that this wasn't real or some sort of twisted fantasy. But what he found there was something else entirely: a depth and

A warmth spread through Milo's chest at Levi's confession, making it difficult for him to suppress the grin that curved his lips. "Only for me?" he whispered, feeling a thrill of excitement and possessiveness course through him. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against Levi's once more, their kisses now fierce and hungry as they expressed all the emotions they'd been too afraid to acknowledge before.

His hands wandered lower on Levi's body, pushing underneath his shirt and palming the other boy's firm ass. He grinned against Levi's lips when he felt a shiver run through him at the touch. "You could be mine," Milo growled softly into Levi's ear. "All mine." As if to emphasize the point, his fingers squeezed hard on Levi's ass