Kiss Me if You Can — Chapter 27

CHASE'S PHEROMONES...!

Ah...!

M-Mr. Miller...

...YOU NEVER TOLD ME WHETHER YOUR ARM WAS HURT OR NOT. HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?

SO HE'S SAYING IT'S MY FAULT HE GRABBED MY INJURED ARM?

ISN'T THAT RIGHT? TELL ME.

YES.

SO, WHO'S AT FAULT THEN?

...ME?

JOSHUA.

SHALL WE SLEEP TOGETHER?

....WHAT DO YOU WANT?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'WHAT DO I WANT?'

I'M NOT GOING TO KILL ANYONE, OKAY?

...YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THAT KIND OF THING.

REALLY? YOU WANT TO SLEEP WITH ME, NO STRINGS ATTACHED?

INSTEAD...

YOU CAN KILL FOR ME.

Haah...

Ah...!

OUCH! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

ARE YOU HARD?

I'VE BEEN HARD FOR A WHILE, YOU IDIOT.

Uh... Chase.

SO, YOU... LIKE BEING TOUCHED HERE.

HM? YOU LIKE THIS, RIGHT?

Ah, it hurts! What are you doing now?

I ASKED YOU IF YOU LIKED IT.

Damn it...! I don't like that!

REALLY? THEN WE CAN SKIP IT.

Uuh! Haah...!

Haa, Chase. Hurry-

YOU'RE SO WET HERE.

IT'S BECAUSE IT'S BEEN A WHILE.

BEEN A WHILE?

OH...!

I'M NOT TYPICALLY TOUCHED THERE DURING SEX. I'M A BETA, AFTER ALL.

DID I SAY SOMETHING POINTLESS?

...YEAH. YOU'RE RIGHT.

Haauk...!

Ah, haah!

Ugh, huuh, uh!

Aaauhh! ah...!

Huuh...

Uh, huuk, haah...!

WHO IS GOING TO KILL WHOM?

...ME, YOU.

Ugh!

CHASE, MOVE.