Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 245. The wish of a dog

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Chapter 245: 245. The wish of a dog

Henry’s POV

With the exhilaration still streaming through my veins, I experienced a high that I wouldn’t be able to replicate with drugs.

"I want it now." I said, as Kenny leaned back, his enchanting red eyes finding me and pinning me into immobility.

"Hm?" He asked, his gaze losing its coldness.

The storm of paranoia seemed to have passed, but I would never let go of the chance it had brought me.

I licked my lips, feeling my heart tremble from the words he had spoken, which were still echoing inside my head.

"The leash. I want it already—now."

Kenny paused before chuckling. He leaned down and grazed his lips against mine.

"Then I will see to it."

Like a true master, like a higher being, a god, a deity, he spoke as if his words were the law, and damn, the law was in my favor.

I was so euphoric, unable to control myself anymore, so I grabbed the back of his head and crashed my lips against his again. He allowed me a short but hot kiss that got me erect faster than I liked to admit before he pulled away once more.

"Go out and get clothed." He said, while turning around, sounding so awkward that it was adorable.

"Yes." I took a few seconds to appreciate his beautiful back with the eerie tattoo on it—the woman with the hands like a gatekeeper guarding the entry to a forbidden fruit—as well as his ass right in front of me, soon covered by a towel.

I stood up and walked outside, closed the door behind me, and then sat down on my bed, which I had not slept in up to this point.

The sun shone into the room, each beam looking so warm and so colorful; the dust particles danced happily inside the spotlight the sun brought as if to celebrate the beginning of a new day.

I looked at my arms and saw that my hair stood up not only from all the sensations I felt more intensely since ingesting Kenny’s blood but also from the high I received from what we had just done.

Though I had no problem walking around naked in front of the camera in our room, I still didn’t want to show off my erection, so I waited and tried to calm down before I used the towel around my hips to dry myself off.

After that, I changed into clothes and dried the wet footprints on the floor so that Kenny wouldn’t slip on them before sitting on my bed and waiting for him.

I constantly combed through my hair, somehow nervous, waiting and anticipating seeing him when he’d come out of the bathroom.

When he did, I sprang up and walked to him after getting his clothes for the day. He didn’t look at me, a towel around his hips, as he took what I gave him.

"I’m sorry..." He said quietly while turning around and changing.

I stepped behind him when he was finished and hugged him with my arms around his chest.

"Don’t be; there is no reason to be."

I love it; I love it when you get paranoid over me, when you share your thoughts, and the fact that your thoughts are so similar to mine. It brings me ecstasy that you want to chain me, especially since I was alone in searching for reasons to chain myself to you. Now we can both choose the perfect leash so that we will never be separated again.

"Mhm," he said, his heart beating faster, the sound clearly transmitted to me.

I nuzzled into the mold of his neck, taking in his scent, this time so much more intense with the giant’s blood inside me.

Kenny told me where he had thrown the smartwatches—one of them broken from striking the wall—and I retrieved them, because sadly it should be soon time to go out.

Not knowing which smartwatch belonged to whom, I wanted to take the broken one when Kenny snatched it away and put it on his wrist.

I covered my mouth to hide my grin. Handsome. So handsome. What do they call that? Boyfriend material.

When we stepped outside, Kenny fiddled with the broken display of his watch, which showed our schedule doubled, and only reacted when touched very forcefully, just as the nurses stopped us.

I grabbed Kenny’s hand and pulled him to me.

"You have an examination."

"Ah," Kenny sighed, apparently just remembering again.

"He will come as well." He pointed at me, and hearing that, I loosened my grip on his hand a bit.

I wouldn’t have let him go by himself anyway, but hearing him say it again, as he had when they wanted to bring him to the visitor room alone, gave me another surge of pleasure and confirmed that he stayed true to his word of not letting me out of his sight.

"No, just you." The buff nurse said.

"Nope," Kenny answered nonchalantly.

"I’m doing this voluntarily; I can back out anytime."

The nurse looked at me, and I stared back.

"You didn’t hear him? Want me to repeat it?"

Eventually, they led us both to the ground floor, where we found the girl who wanted to take his blood last time, which was highly alarming.

I leaned to Kenny and whispered,

"No blood draws."

He nodded.

"I told them."

"Please take off your shirt." She said to Kenny while fiddling with a tablet in her hand.

"Why?" I snapped at her.

The girl with the strange makeup and chewing gum in her mouth looked at me strangely.

"Because I am performing an ECG. It says here to do that first." She pointed at the tablet.

I saw Kenny pulling his shirt over his head and the girl taking a long look at his tattoos.

I don’t like it.

She attached cables to him, touching him.

I don’t like that either.

When she finally backed up, I moved to Kenny’s side and watched each of her movements closely as he lay down on the stretcher.

Soon we heard his heartbeat over the monitor and saw the line spiking strong and regularly.

Only then did I notice that my hearing had returned to normal, our heartbeats not audible anymore.

So the effects of the giant’s blood didn’t last that long?

My senses were still sharper than those of a normal human since I had leveled up, but they were not over the top like just now in the bathroom. Still, I felt stronger, and the shadowy energy thrummed with satisfaction inside my body, seemingly having eaten its fill.

I couldn’t tell if it had been the same when I got a taste of the giant’s blood in the shower after Kenny returned from the fight, because I had other things to focus on rather than to notice something so insignificant.

Who knew what secrets lay behind this powerful blood?

Who knew what made Kenny go paranoid all of a sudden, clearly showing that he was hiding something from me?

I don’t give a fuck either way.

We’re good; we’re alright—and we will stay that way.

Because I will give my life and soul to ensure we do.