The door creaked open.

The sound was slow, deliberate, and it sent a sharp jolt of fear straight through his chest. His head snapped up, pulse pounding, only for the tension to drain just as quickly when Kelvin stepped into the room. Relief washed over him—unwanted, unexplained—but he didn’t let his guard down.

“You’re awake?” Kelvin asked easily, walking in with a jug of water and a glass in hand.

“No,” Dave shot back, pushing himself upright. “I’m still sleeping. Why ask such stupid questions?”

His eyes narrowed as he took in the room. “And what am I doing in your room? You better not have done anything stupid to me.”

Kelvin let out a long, theatrical sigh. “Oh, for God’s sake. I survived you drunk out of your mind, and now I have to deal with this?”

“If you keep provoking me,” Kelvin said coldly, “I might just do that stupid thing you’re accusing me of.”

Dave arched a brow. “Is that a threat? Because if you touch me, I’ll scream and wake your parents.”

A slow smirk curved Kelvin’s lips. “Bad news. My parents aren’t home.” He set the jug down, eyes darkening as he stepped closer. “So right now? You’re at my mercy. I can do whatever I want til daybreak.”

His voice dropped, low and edged with danger. “So sit down, be a good kid, and go back to sleep—unless you want trouble.”

"I knew it! I knew you were nothing but a pervert. If you lay a finger on me, I'll report you to your parents, I swear."

Kelvin chuckled darkly, the sound low and rumbling like distant thunder, as he leaned in closer, his broad frame casting a shadow over Dave's smaller one. The air in the dimly lit bedroom thickened with tension, the faint scent of Kelvin's cologne mixing with the sharp tang of Dave's fear-sweated skin. "You see... I'm gonna mess you up so bad...your brain will turn mush. And when I'm done, you'll forget your name. Go ahead, try me."

Dave's eyes flared with defiance, his chest heaving as he backed up against the edge of the bed, heart pounding like a war drum in his ribs. "Blah, blah, blah. If you touch me, I swear I'll chop off your dick!"

"Oh really? Let's see then." Kelvin's tone was teasing, laced with a predatory edge, but his eyes darkened to near black as he loomed even closer, his massive hand shooting out to grip Dave's chin, forcing their gazes to lock. "You've got quite the mouth. I'll make you suck my dick until you can't talk anymore."

Dave's breath hitched in his throat, a cold spike of panic twisting in his gut, but he refused to show weakness. "I'll kill you if you touch me! Who even told you to bring me here? You should've just taken me home. I didn't ask for your help, you bitch!"

Kelvin's expression hardened, his fingers tightening just enough to bruise the soft skin under Dave's jaw. "What did you just call me? Say it again."

"I'll say it a hundred times, and you won't do anything!" Dave spat, a fire burning in his eyes despite the tremor starting to creep into his limbs.

"Really?" Kelvin's voice dropped an octave, his aura turning even more menacing, like a storm cloud ready to unleash.

"Yes, bitch! Bitch! Bitch! What will you do?"

Kelvin's patience snapped like a taut wire. "What will I do? What. Will. I. Do?" With swift, brutal movements, he shoved Dave onto the bed with raw force, the mattress dipping under the impact as Dave's body bounced.

"Hey! What the hell? Are you crazy?" Dave yelped, scrambling to sit up, his pulse racing wildly as adrenaline surged through him.

Kelvin loomed over him, his smirk widening into something feral and triumphant. "Still running that mouth, huh? After what I'm about to do, you'll be calling me 'Zaddy' by the time I'm done teaching you a lesson." With that, he yanked off his shirt in one fluid motion, revealing his toned, muscular chest—rippling abs and broad shoulders etched with veins from years of relentless training, his skin glistening faintly under the low light.

Dave tried to scramble away, panic rising like bile in his throat, but Kelvin's iron grip clamped around his ankle, yanking him back with effortless strength, dragging him toward the center of the bed.

"Where do you think you're going? Scared, huh?" Kelvin whispered dangerously into Dave's ear, his hot breath sending unwanted chills racing down Dave's spine as he knelt between Dave's spread legs, pinning his thighs apart with his knees.

"Don't you dare touch me! I'll cut off your fingers!" Dave threatened, though his voice quivered with uncertainty, his hands pushing futilely against Kelvin's unyielding chest.

Kelvin's lips brushed against Dave's ear, the rough stubble scraping sensitive skin as he taunted, "Oh really? I'm touching you now. Why aren't you cutting them off?" His large hand trailed from Dave's neck down to his chest, fingers splaying wide to feel the rapid thump of his heart beneath the thin fabric of his shirt, sending an involuntary shiver through Dave's body that he hated himself for.

"I'm going to ruin you so badly you won't be able to walk tomorrow," Kelvin whispered, his voice dripping with malice as he licked the edge of Dave's earlobe, the wet heat of his tongue making Dave's stomach twist in revulsion and something darker he refused to name.

"Ngh~ Stop it! Get your filthy hands off me," Dave protested, but his words faltered as Kelvin ignored him completely, his mouth descending to lick and suck along Dave's neck, teeth grazing the pulse point before biting down just hard enough to leave a blooming red mark, the sting sharp and immediate.

"Ah~ Ngh~ Stop it... I said stop!" Dave's breath came in ragged gasps, his body arching away even as Kelvin's weight held him pinned, the assault on his skin igniting traitorous sparks that made his toes curl against his will.

Kelvin paused, pulling back just enough to smirk down at him, his eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement. "You want me to stop? Promise you won't say anything bad again," he teased, his fingers finding one of Dave's nipples through the shirt and pinching it sharply, twisting until Dave squirmed and bit back a whine.

"Ah~ Hngh~ Are you crazy? I'll never promise that!" Dave hissed through clenched teeth, his defiance only making Kelvin chuckle, the vibration rumbling through his chest.

"You won't? That means you want me to mess you up, right?"

"Ew! I'd rather die than let you touch me!" Dave spat, disgust and defiance warring on his face, his cheeks flushing hot with a mix of anger and humiliation.

Kelvin's smirk grew wider, predatory. "Really? Let's see then." He began unbuttoning Dave's shirt with deliberate slowness, each pop of a button exposing more pale skin, and as Dave's torso came into view—smooth, unmarked, with hardened nipples pebbling in the cool air—Kelvin's eyes gleamed with dark amusement. "Look at that. So, so beautiful," he whispered, his gaze lingering hungrily on those sensitive peaks, his breath fanning over them like a promise of torment.

Pinning Dave's hands above his head with one massive palm, Kelvin's other hand roamed freely, but he bent down instead, latching onto one of Dave's nipples with his hot mouth, sucking hard and relentlessly, tongue flicking the bud while his teeth grazed the edge. The sensation ripped a tear from the corner of Dave's eye, his body jerking involuntarily as pleasure-pain shot straight to his core.

"Ah~ Fuck! Let me go! St—stop it!" Dave's voice trembled, breaking on the edges, but Kelvin didn't relent, switching to the other nipple, sucking and licking with wet, obscene sounds that filled the room, making Dave's body betray him with twitching hips.

"Ah, Kelvin~ Mm~ Fuck! Stop it, or I'll never forgive you... I'll strangle you," Dave threatened, his words weak and breathless as pleasure and frustration warred inside him, his cock stirring traitorously against the confines of his pants.

Kelvin's deep voice rumbled as he chuckled against Dave's skin, the vibration adding to the torment. "Yeah? I'd love to see you try. Strangle me if you can," he taunted, lifting his head to lick a bold stripe across Dave's lips, tasting the salt of his fear-sweat before pressing his tongue into Dave's mouth, dominating the kiss with forceful thrusts that mimicked what he clearly intended next, giving Dave no room to breathe or fight back.

His free hand slipped down into Dave's pants without warning, rough fingers brushing against the hardening length of Dave's cock before dipping lower, finding the tight pucker of his asshole already clenching in anticipation despite Dave's protests. Kelvin growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating through their joined mouths. "Look at you. You're so wet already. You like my touch, don't you? Your little hole is clenching so hard for me," he murmured against Dave's lips, slowly inserting one thick finger, pushing past the resistant ring of muscle with measured control, the intrusion burning as it stretched him open.

"Ah~ Kelvin!" Dave gasped, his body arching off the bed, a mix of shock and unwanted heat flooding him.

"Fuck~" Dave moaned out involuntarily as Kelvin added a second finger, scissoring them roughly to stretch his tight ass wider, the slick sounds of his movements echoing lewdly, his knuckles grazing Dave's prostate with each twist.

"You moan my name so well," Kelvin praised, his voice thick with lust, eyes locked on Dave's flushed face as he watched every twitch and whimper. He pulled his fingers out abruptly, the wet pop making Dave whine in confusion, then brought them to his mouth, licking them clean with a deliberate slowness, savoring the taste of Dave's reluctant arousal.

Moving lower, Kelvin hooked his fingers into Dave's waistband, yanking the pants down in one swift tug, exposing Dave's leaking cock and the glistening entrance of his ass to the cool air. Dave's eyes widened in raw panic, his hands straining against Kelvin's hold.

"No! Please, dont!" Dave pleaded for the first time, his voice breaking on a sob, the defiance cracking under the weight of vulnerability.

Kelvin paused, his hand hovering, eyes narrowing with a mix of surprise and dark satisfaction. "You don't want me to?" he asked softly, almost mockingly, as his fingers ghosted over Dave's exposed thigh.

Dave nodded frantically, his eyes wide with fear, chest rising and falling in shallow bursts.

"Then say it. 'I'm sorry, Senior Kelvin. I won't say bad words again.' Now say it," Kelvin ordered, his voice a low command, fingers inching closer to Dave's twitching hole, teasing the rim without mercy.

"I-I'm sorry, Senior Kelvin. I won't say bad words again," Dave stammered, his voice shaking with fear and burning embarrassment, cheeks aflame as the words tumbled out.

Kelvin smiled, a slow, satisfied curve of his lips that didn't reach his eyes. "Good. That's more like it. Now, go to sleep and don't cause any more trouble," he said, finally backing away, releasing Dave's wrists and standing up, his own erection straining visibly against his pants as he walked toward the chair across the room.

Dave watched through hooded eyes, body still thrumming with unspent tension, as Kelvin's muscles flexed and bunched while he pulled his shirt back on, the fabric stretching over his powerful frame. Dave quickly grabbed his discarded shirt, pulling it back over his torso with trembling hands, then wrapped the duvet around himself like a shield, curling into a ball.

You bastard, just wait till tomorrow. I'll teach you a lesson, you ignorant bastard, Dave cursed in his mind, the vow burning hot amid the lingering ache between his legs. After a few minutes of muttered insults echoing in his head—pervert, asshole, I'll make you pay—exhaustion finally dragged him under, sleep claiming him in fitful waves.