The Boy Next DOOR.

"Where did I put it, or did someone take it?" He muttered to himself, scanning the room with growing frustration. He searched again, his eyes darting around, but still couldn't find what he was looking for. Just as he was about to open the small cabinet beside the bed, the door creaked open with a slow, ominous sound.

Fear tightened in his chest as his gaze snapped toward the door, but the tension quickly evaporated when Kelvin stepped into view. For reasons he couldn't explain, a wave of relief washed over him, though he kept his guard up.

"You're awake?" Kelvin asked casually, strolling in with a jug of water and a glass cup in hand.

"No, I'm still sleeping. Why ask such stupid questions?" Dave snapped, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he sat up on the bed.

"What am I doing in your room? You better not have done anything stupid to me."

Kelvin sighed dramatically. "My God, do I have to deal with this now too? I already went through enough when you were drunk, and now you're giving me this?"

"If you provoke me, I swear I'll do that stupid thing you're accusing me of," Dave warned, his eyes narrowing in defiance.

Dave raised an eyebrow. "Are you threatening me now? If you try anything, I'll scream and wake your parents."

A smirk curled on Kelvin's lips. "Bad news for you—my parents aren't home. So right now, you're at my mercy. I can do whatever I want till daybreak. So just sit down and sleep like a good kid if you don't want any trouble," he threatened, his voice low and dangerous.

"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, leaning in closer. "You see... I'm gonna mess you up until your brain turns to mush. And when I'm done, you'll forget your name. Go ahead, try me."

Dave's eyes flared with defiance. "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, but his eyes darkened as he loomed closer. "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. "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. "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.

"Really?" Kelvin's voice dropped an octave, his aura turning even more menacing.

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

Kelvin's patience snapped. "What will I do? What. Will. I. Do?" With swift movements, he set down the jug and glass, then shoved Dave onto the bed with force.

"Hey! What the hell? Are you crazy?" Dave yelped as his body bounced on the mattress.

Kelvin loomed over him, his smirk widening. "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, revealing his toned, muscular chest.

Dave tried to scramble away, panic rising, but Kelvin grabbed him, pulling him back with ease.

"Where do you think you're going? Scared, huh?" Kelvin whispered dangerously into Dave's ear, kneeling between his spread legs.

"Don't you dare touch me! I'll cut off your fingers!" Dave threatened, though his voice quivered with uncertainty.

Kelvin's lips brushed against Dave's ear as he taunted, "Oh really? I'm touching you now. Why aren't you cutting them off?" His hand trailed from Dave's neck down to his chest, sending a shiver through his body.

"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.

"Ngh~ Stop it! Get your filthy hands off me," Dave protested, but his words faltered as Kelvin ignored him, licking and sucking along his neck, leaving a trail of red marks.

"Ah~ Ngh~ Stop it... I said stop!" Dave's breath came in ragged gasps.

Kelvin paused, smirking. "You want me to stop? Promise you won't say anything bad again," he teased, pinching one of Dave's nipples, making him squirm.

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

"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.

Kelvin's smirk grew wider. "Really? Let's see then." He began unbuttoning Dave's shirt, and as his torso came into view, Kelvin's eyes gleamed with dark amusement. "Look at that. So, so beautiful," he whispered, his gaze lingering on Dave's hardened nipples.

Pinning Dave's hands to the bed, Kelvin continued, "Do you want me to tie you up? If not, stop pushing me away." He bent down, latching onto one of Dave's nipples, sucking hard, drawing a tear from the corner of Dave's eye.

"Ah~ Fuck! Let me go! St—stop it!" Dave's voice trembled, but Kelvin didn't relent.

He sucked and licked relentlessly at Dave's sensitive skin, making his body jerk involuntarily with every touch.

"Ah, Kelvin~ Mm~ Fuck! Stop it, or I'll never forgive you... I'll strangle you," Dave threatened, his words weak as pleasure and frustration warred inside him.

Kelvin's deep voice rumbled as he chuckled. "Yeah? I'd love to see you try. Strangle me if you can," he taunted, licking Dave's lips as he spoke.

Kelvin pressed his tongue into Dave's mouth, dominating the kiss, giving him no room to breathe. His hand slipped down into Dave's pants, brushing against the sensitive spot between his legs.

"Look at you. You're so wet. You like my touch, don't you? Your little hole is clenching so hard," Kelvin growled, slowly inserting a finger, moving it in and out with measured control.

"Ah~ Kelvin!"

"Fuck~" Dave moaned out as Kelvin added another finger, stretching him.

"You moan my name so well," Kelvin praised, his voice thick with lust. He pulled his fingers out and licked them, then moved to pull down Dave's pants, making Dave's eyes widen in panic.

"No! Don't take them off, please!" Dave pleaded for the first time, his voice breaking.

Kelvin paused, eyes narrowing. "You don't want me to?" he asked softly. Dave nodded, his eyes wide with fear.

"Then say it. 'I'm sorry, Senior Kelvin. I won't say bad words again.' Now say it," Kelvin ordered, teasing Dave as his fingers hovered dangerously close.

"I-I'm sorry, Senior Kelvin. I won't say bad words again," Dave stammered, his voice shaking with fear and embarrassment.

Kelvin smiled, satisfied. "Good. That's more like it. Now, go to sleep and don't cause any more trouble," he said, finally backing away and walking toward the chair across the room.

Dave watched through hooded eyes as Kelvin's muscles flexed while he pulled his shirt back on. Dave quickly grabbed his own shirt, pulling it back over his torso and wrapping the duvet around himself.

'You bastard, just wait till tomorrow. I'll teach you a lesson, you ignorant bastard,' Dave cursed in his mind as he closed his eyes. After a few minutes of muttered insults in his head, sleep finally claimed him.