Yuuto's body trembled as he looked between the two men.
Lucas, who gave him forbidden comfort, who whispered sinful promises, whose touch burned his skin.
Aiden, who stood tall despite his weakened body, whose eyes begged him to come back, whose heart had always been his home.
His throat tightened.
"I… I can't…"
His heart pounded so hard it ached.
"I can't choose."
Lucas stepped closer, his voice low, seductive.
"You already did last night, Yuuto. You begged me… you screamed for me. Your body already knows."
Yuuto's cheeks flushed violently, shame and guilt suffocating him.
But Aiden's voice sliced through the fog.
"Your body might have called for him…"
He stepped forward, closing the distance between them.
"…but your heart still cries for me."
Yuuto's tears broke free.
Aiden's hand gently cupped Yuuto's cheek.
"Even if you've slept with him a thousand times… I still want you."
Yuuto collapsed into Aiden's arms, sobbing, gripping his shirt like he might disappear.
"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry… I didn't want to leave you…"
Aiden wrapped his arms around Yuuto, holding him tightly, fiercely, as if protecting him from the entire world.
"You're home now. That's all I care about."
Lucas's expression shattered — his carefully built wall of control crumbling in front of him.
"Yuuto…" His voice trembled, for the first time not in dominance, but in desperation. "Stay with me. I can give you anything. I can love you so much more than he can. I'll never make you suffer."
Yuuto looked back at him, his voice soft but firm.
"I'm sorry, Lucas…
I never wanted comfort. I wanted him."
Lucas's eyes went dark, his fists clenching at his sides.
Aiden pulled Yuuto closer, pressing their foreheads together.
"I'll take you home now."
But just as they turned to leave, Lucas's voice turned cold.
"Then don't blame me for what happens next."
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🔥 That night, back at Aiden's penthouse—
Yuuto sat on Aiden's lap, trembling under his intense gaze.
"I can't undo what happened…" Yuuto whispered, his voice cracking. "Do you… do you still want me like this?"
Aiden's answer was a growl as he crashed their lips together, kissing Yuuto so deeply it stole his breath.
"I want you more now," Aiden whispered against his skin.
"Because now I know… I almost lost you."
Their hands explored each other desperately, clothes falling away, heat building between their bodies.
This time, Yuuto didn't cry for comfort.
This time, he cried out Aiden's name — again and again — as they claimed each other like their souls had been starving.
The kind of passion that burned.
The kind of love that destroyed everything else.
The kind of touch that told him —
You're mine, no matter what.