Falling For My Exchange Brother | B... - Chapter 33: Chapter 33

I entered the break room as I saw the English instructor looking frustrated out of his mind. His eyes landing on me and he was quickly standing up as if I was pass to leave.
"Am I on break?" He asked hurriedly, and I shrugged. Making him just rush out as Arthur looked at him in frustration.
"I not under the stand... English so hard! He say I have worse broken English he ever hear."
"That's an understatement, I've heard worse. He's just being a bitch." I say, making him chuckle as he stood.
"What you here for? You seem upset when I leave for this."
"Upset? Naw!!! I was just..."
"In marriage honesty best policy." He whispers, and I snort.
"Fine. I was just wondering why you were getting all the attention. Do you even want to be ambassador?"
He cocks his head, looking off as he grinned.
"I not sure. But if I get to be with you, then it fine."
Making me smile, I sit on the table as he sets his hands at both sides of me. Looking me in the eyes and grinning a grin I treasured.
"Arthur?"
"Yes?"
"This marriage is something I want, not something I need. So let me be honest with you when I say we were both drunk. Tipsy, of course the wedding was all over the place... So I want to start it over." I say, and he smiles.
"I like. Who gave idea?"
"Myself."
"Oh...well plan brilliant. We be sober for this one. I happy for that. Think of all possibility!" He cried excitedly, hugging me and making me laugh." We be happy and you be happy and I be happy... I not think better way to do this..."
We just look at one another, my eyes for some odd reason going to his lips. Watching them get closer as he kissed me, having me kiss him back.
Feeling him pick me up as he sat down and I straddled him. His hands wrapping around me and grasping each side of my waist. Pulling me up and close as he'd pick me up and set me back down onto him. Then he'd pull my body along as I felt his dick rub against mine.
"I see what you're trying to do and it won't work." I whisper, and he stops as I chuckle.
"It not?"
"Nope."
"You not like?"
"Not at all." I was obviously lying. That felt fucking amazing, but I was trying not to get hard in a place that's full of hundreds or maybe a thousand people.
"I sorry." He pulled me off him, but instead was slamming me against the table. Pushing my body forward so that from waist up I was practically lying on the table. The other half standing and just in front of him." I make you feel better."
"Arthur wait-."
He pressed himself against me as I felt his body lay over mine. Practically covering me as his lips grazed my ear. Pulling me close as he ground against me.
"You know your...your only making this harder for either one of us to stop."
"Exactly." He whispered, pulling away as I saw a bulge in his pants." But you right. I must be bigger person and stop." He pulled away, grinning as he stepped back.
"You didn't just do that."
"Yep." He smiled, and right than the door opened to reveal my dad. Seeing him grinning as I folded my arms.
"Did he tell you?"
"What?" Arthur asked, and I rolled my eyes.
"I did, I'm certain about the two of us." I said, Arthur nodding.
"He did. Make me very happy."
"I bet, anyway, Arthur. Can you swim?"
"Yes, if need. Why?"
"Because there is a photo shoot for you - since you're now my ambassador- at the beach. I need to know you can swim so that there's not legal team involved."
"Can I join?" I ask, and my dad raised his eyebrows.
"But you're not my ambassador."
"Yeah, but I'm your son." I sneer, making him roll his eyes.
"Whatever. Just don't try to sabotage Arthur. It's his moment too. It's also tomorrow so be ready." He sneered, leaving and I looked at Arthur as he looked lost.
"Sabotage?"
"Ignore him. He bein' a bitch."
****
"You two are some sexy specimens lemme just tell you that much!" The photographer yelled over the sounds of the ocean tide coming in. Arthur behind me as he held the surfboard, examining it.
"Arthur a tides coming in!" I yell, and he looks at me in confusion. I sigh, rushing to him as I grab his arm." I said a ride is coming in!"
"What tide?!" Right when he asked it splashed us, the two of us underwater as I saw him in front of me struggling through it. As was I, but I knew better than to panic or you'll lose strength or breath.
He clearly has wasn't used to the term by the way he flailed and his eyes were wild in fear.
Swimming towards him, he grabs hold onto my arm and I pull us up as we catch our breath.
"I hate sea. I afraid to drown." He cried, grabbing hold of me and making me smile. A big guy like him shivering like a cold cat against me was so cute.
"I don't like drowning either, you just have to think about not drowning. Then you won't drown."
"Really?"
"No, it works for me though."
He glared at me, making me chuckle as he pulled away.
"Oh no! Where surfboard?"
"It doesn't matter it's a prop. I'm still surprised I was able to convince my dad to let me be in on this fun. We both can be on a billboard."
He smiled, but when the water just splashed us a little he began to shake again.
"I want to get our water. It bother me."
"Go ahead."
"You come with."
"And do what?"
He grinned, looking around as he suddenly pointed at a mount of rocks. Almost around one another and in the middle was something. It intrigued me, but it also looked like a hotspot for others as well... Or was it left alone?
Only one way to find out.
"Can we have break?" I call out, and they agree as Arthur and I come on shore.
"Where will you two be headed?"
"Who knows. Undetermined." I hiss, wondering why the hell this woman was so fucking nosy. She backed off and Arthur gave me a look as if he was scolding me with his eyes.
"That woman was just ask question. No need to be mean." He said, and I shrugged.
"She was eyeing you the whole shoot. She wanted to be with us to get close to you, been there, done that. I'm not letting her do it to you, you belong to me." I explain, grabbing his arms as I twist around with them like a child whenever they realize how much bigger their parents were. Almost using them as a jungle gym or play thing.
Seeing him smiling in amusement, I see we're far away from them. Making me take the initiative to wrap my arms around his neck. Kissing his lips as I immediately tasted saltwater.
"Salty." I mumble, pulling back as he licks his lips. Almost gagging as he wipes his mouth.
"Water so nasty and foul taste! I never drink that water."
"You're not supposed to, we're humans. We drink freshwater, saltwater bad."
"Not mock me when I down." He scold, making me smile as we walked along. His arm wrapping around my waist and pulling me towards him.
"I have a question." I say, and he looks down at me as we edge closer to the rocks.
"Yes?"
"Want to learn a secret?"
"Secret?" I run off as I climb up the area that wasn't being scolded by the sun. The rock warm and some parts burning. Looking over my shoulder I see him following my steps and trying not to fall.
"My secret is that..." I sat crisscrossed on the rock, my ass burning by I ignored it as he sat in front of me. Waiting and I tried to come up with a lie as I honestly didn't really have any secrets." My secret is that I have an addiction to-."
"Me? Yes, I knew." He interrupted, and I rolled my eyes." I have addiction for you too."
I chuckle, that wasn't what I was going to say. At first I was going to make something up, but this'll do.
"Hey, come here." I demand, and he scoots closer until he's in front of me. I grab hold of his hands, and he smiled as we suddenly began to play with one another's hands.
"Can I try?" Arthur asks, and I don't know what he wants to try. But I shrug as I sit still.
He suddenly cradles my cheek, caressing it as his other hand ran along my neck. Sending chills down my spine as his finger slowly went down it. His other hand going down my arm with ease and I didn't know what he was doing.
But it felt...nostalgic.
Like a child being caressed to sleep by their parent. Or when your a toddler and you get these cute massages. Yet this one was different.
There was stimulation and...a thriving sense towards it...I wanted more of the feeling.
"What are you...?" His hand went back up my spine, his fingers tangling themselves in my hair.
"I want to see this." He murmured, his hand running down my waist and holding tight. Bringing me close as he still had a hold on my hair.
"Wanted to see what?" I breathe, hearing him chuckle.
"Want to see you flustered. Now you are." He whispered, and I blush as I knew I was.
"Is that why you wanted to come here? To get me like this?" I ask, and he let's go of my hair as he pulls me back.
"Sorta."
I chuckle, looking at myself as I had this erection in my swim trunks.
"I can't go back over there like this!" I whine, making him smile as I sigh." What were you thinking?!"
"Everything. I kinda all over place. I here, I there, I everywhere."
"I see." I growl, wondering if I went into the cold water if it would make this go down. Probably.
"I have idea." He pulled me onto him, his hands going for my trunks.
"No! Not out here! Not in public, what if someone sees?!"
"They not. No one have guts to climb through rocks that look like spike. We safe. I saw when we got here, no one over here."
"You don't know that."
"I do. Trust me." He whispered, and I blushed as he began to kiss me. His hands grip my trunks as I suddenly hear them tear, making me gasp as I look down. Not seeing anything torn until I feel something poke inside me and I look at him in shock.
"How could you!" I hiss, and he chuckles." I hope you know these aren't mine! These are samples and we're just the models!"
He shrugs, his hands taking hold of my ass as I felt him just go inside me. Surprising me to why it was so easy for him to just go inside like that. It should never be that easy!
"Oh why don't you look at that?" He said in the best without French-accent I've ever heard. Making me tremble in shock as he yanked me close, moving me on him. Pulling me up and down as he grinned.
"Did you learn that from your instructor?" I ask, making him nod as he smirked.
"He nice to mock."
"He said what you just said?"
"Yes, when point out some of the thing."
I chuckle, wrapping my arms around his neck as I just held on.
"Interesting. I don't think your instructor likes you."
"Really? When he kiss me he seem to like me. But when I reject he became anxious and angry-."
"He what?!" I jumped off him as he frowned.
"I though I tell?"
"No the hell you didn't!"
"Oh...sorry."
I was instantly soft, what is he talking about? The instructor kissed him? Is that why he was in such a rush to leave? The thing is, why didn't Arthur tell me immediately?
"I smell something fishy you bitch." I growl, and he raises an eyebrow." Is that why you wanted to have sex with me? To tell me than so that I would brush it off or something?"
"I never. I just pop up. I not want to tell you 'cause I not want you to get onto him for mistake."
"Of course I'll get onto his ass! You and I are married! You're mine!"
"And you mine."
I glare at him, leaving the area as I was pissed out of my mind. I needed to see that instructor bitch.
Why didn't he tell me instantly? That's so...sneaky and full of lies... What's up with that?
****Arthur****
I walked into the place, looking for Dylan and Quinn immediately. As soon as I saw them I rushed to them and sat at the table as they looked at me.
"Quinn, sorry to thrust you in like this...I know you just instructor and all-."
"It's fine. I don't mind. I like...playing tricks on people." He mused, smirking as I glanced at Dylan.
"I not see you in long time, nice to see you."
"Same. College is great and all, but I miss you guys. Congrats on...marriage?"
"Yeah, it all over. That not matter though. The only way this plan work is if you follow along Quinn. Dylan you must as well. If not, it go down in drain." I watch him as he nods, sipping his tea as he smiled.
"You're so lucky you're sexy." He mumbled, Dylan rolling his eyes and I chuckle.
"So I hear. William deserve this. I deserve this... For every the thing, I happy you all in."
"The girls are in it too. I talked to them and everything." Dylan added, making me nod.
"So...you really think it'll work?"
"Yeah. For sure." I said, smirking as I folded my arms." In fact, he near right now."
Quinn smiled, standing as he sat on my lap. Grabbing my hand as he grinned.
"We do this for how long?"
"Until I get word."
"Which is?"
"Yellow Ladybugs."
I followed Arthur's tracks and I look as I saw that he went inside Starbucks.
Going slowly, I creep up and look through the window, shocked to see Dylan and...the instructor! Pissed, I was about to rush in until I saw the guy stand. Grinning his head off as he sat on Arthur's lap and grabbed hold of his hand.
Dylan smiling as he shook his head.
What the hell...
"Arthur...?" I whimper, wondering what he was doing. Why was he doing this? I didn't understand.
Walking inside I headed towards them and Dylan saw me first. His eyes looking away and right when I plopped down where the instructor was sitting Arthur looked at me in shock.
"William...?"
"What's this?" I hiss, the guy looking at me with raised eyebrows and smirking. Arthur looked away then back at me, sighing.
"William you not supposed to be here."
"Well I am. What the fuck? I...I... Dylan?!"
He raised his hands in defense, making me sneer as the guy got off his lap.
"Arthur, I'll see you later." He murmured, kissing his cheek as he walked off. More like sauntered off as Arthur looked over his shoulder and faced me with a mischievous smirk.
"Arthur I'm so...Dylan I haven't seen you in months."
"Sorry, never called. Arthur did though...I didn't expect you to come-."
"What the hell Arthur!? Why were you with the guy like that?!" I yell, and he sighs.
"It was just a connection. I had it with you, I also had it with Quinn."
"Quinn? His fucking name is fucking Quinn?!" I growl, and he nods." Es-tu sérieux? Dis-moi que c'est une blague avant que je ne te baise." ( Are you serious? Tell me this is a joke before I fucking beat your ass. )
I sneered, standing as he began to walk out. And I followed after with Dylan on my tail.
"I not afraid of you, hope you know. You least of my worries. If I want, I beat you in fight so bad, but I not. I love you-."
"Clearly you don't you son of a bitch!"
"That not very nice, now is it?"
I felt furious. Everything Dylan told me three years ago about how he'd get revenge... Is this it? It can't be...why take it this far?
"Is this revenge...?" I ask, making him raise an eyebrow.
"You believe whatever you choose." He decided, and I balled my fists up. Wanting to punch his face out, or throw him to the ground and fill him in with punches...
No...what is this?
"Arthur I think..." Dylan walked around me, going to him as he whispers something to him. Arthur chuckling as he eyed me.
"He learn soon enough." He ended, and Dylan sighed.
"Fuck the two of you."
"William you don't understand-."
"I understand! He's throwing payback at me for everything I've done. I can clearly tell! Look at the way he looks at me...he even told me that...that-."
I felt myself shaking, my vision getting glossy and I could no longer see in front of me. I immediately ran away, feeling tears going down my face as I should've known. All along!
No guy is naturally that kind and gentleman-like! It was all a fucking lie to get me back - I know it!...
Never again.