Flip the Coin [BL] N Chapter 69. Limp

Chapter 69 - 69. Limp

Henry's face fell, and he looked at

eerily.

I grabbed his arm, dragging him to the mattress of his floor, pushing him down.

"First ti showering here." I said with a sudden calm that stunned , turning him so that he lay on his stomach, in front of .

"The ward had turned around." I said as I pulled on his prison uniform pants.

When I had his muscular ass in front of , I noticed that Henry didn't move at all, letting

once again do what I wanted.

"They attacked ." I pulled my own pants down.

"Then I saw a big man, with a boner, coming to ." My limp dick ca into contact with his cheeks.

Nothing happened. Naturally, nothing happened. This fucking ass wasn't turning

on; naturally, I won't get hard like this. How could I get a boner when the MAN I hated was in front of

and I rectified a fucking traumatic mory? How could I, with a fucking MAN anyway?

"If it wasn't for my ability..." I made pushing motions, neither penetrating Henry nor giving

any satisfaction, as my voice broke.

Even if I had an erection, I doubt it would work that easily with a man. I am no rapist, this gives

nothing more than sorrow. This doesn't even hurt Henry, it hurts

the most.

In one fluid motion, Henry turned and grabbed , hugging .

"DON'T TOUCH !" I yelled and tried to get myself out of his arms, but I couldn't, he was too strong for . I was now straddling him, his arms imprisoning myself.

He didn't let go of , and as if I had a sudden bout of rage, I bit down on his shoulder with all my might. I was only satisfied when I tasted blood.

"Sh...sh...shhh." He cradled

a bit, not reacting to the pain he should feel.

"I am sorry, now I am here. Sorry. Show them to , I will get even for you, alright? I am your dog, aren't I?"

I didn't let go of him, and my eyes started to tear up. Fuck. I still don't know if my grandma is alright; I am stressed out by the white room, I hate it here, and I hate Henry.

The door opened.

"How did you co in?!" A guard bellowed. He ca to

and tried to separate us, but Henry held

too tightly.

"We bribed a guard." Henry answered calmly.

The guard grabbed my hair and wanted to drag

away like this.

"STOP. I will let go." Henry hissed and lowered his arms. The guard stopped and grabbed

by my wrist before scoffing.

"So that in the yard was a lover's scrabble." He said, and when I looked at myself, I saw my pants were still pulled down, Henry was the sa.

I licked my lips with Henry's blood on them and pulled my pants up as I was dragged to my cell, naturally only after Henry's cell was locked as well.

My body was searched, before I was locked up once more.

Pressing my palms against my eyes, I tried to overco another emotional breakdown, and laid down on my mattress, but I was unable to sleep.

I still hate Henry, but not as much anymore after biting him, and after seeing that he was really behaving obediently. But I still didn't like him, and I still give him fault for everything that had happened to .

And if sothing had happened to the old dragon, then that would increase his debt to

by a million tis. Anyway, biting-wounds from people are especially toxic, so maybe I have already killed him off in the go.

If the dinsions broke down, if the end was near and the portals opened, if monsters ca that were humans' counterparts, then everything would result in slaughtering ourselves. Now, I can't bring up any anticipation of the end of the world. Hopefully, this would change, I wanted to look forward to what was to co with a bloodthirsty grin instead.

"Who were the guys who wanted to rape you?" Henry asked.

"One of them is dickless." I said, staring at the ceiling amidst this dark light.

Henry laughed,

"I'm a bit sad for being unable to avenge you."

"If it hadn't happened, I would have been fucked." I said, being reminded of my own action just now, I just wanted to bury myself. Fuck, I think I have really lost it. Alone to pull the pants down of soone of the sa sex.... Ugh. Thinking back on the two guys fucking in their cell, I felt unwell all over.

"Yes. Still, I feel like a bad dog."

"Still hung up on that? Just stay as my nesis."

"No, I want to be your dog."

"Who wants you as his dog?" I got furious again. What crappy solitary cells; I don't feel solitary at all.

"You." He said boldly.

"No way."

"It was your idea."

"Cause I thought you hated it. Now that you like it, I don't want it anymore."

"Then I hate it again." Lies.

"Yeah, too late for that."

"No, I am really hating it. Grr."

"The apocalypse won't kill , it is the second-hand embarrassnt of your behavior."

"Why are you embarrassed when I am not?"

"Cause it's called second-hand embarrassnt, you idiot."

He chuckled,

"You believe it too, right?"

"Yeah, the apocalypse had probably already started. But even then, regardless of where I go, even if I get free, I will forever be a convicted murderer in the eyes of the public."

He was silent for a few monts.

"No. When the people start to understand what is possible, we will tell your story. And now you have the twin brother of the victim as a witness on your side, that should be enough for people to believe."

"Yeah, just, I don't think anyone will care for my story then. Not fucking at all."