Chương 37: "He's perverted even in his sleep."

I woke up in the middle of the night to find Leo reaching inside my pants. I stared at him, wanting him to stop. But Leo's eyes were still closed, his breathing was slow. He was leaking saliva out of his mouth, making a smile.

"He's perverted even in his sleep." I thought.

I did not want to wake up Leo, but at the same time, I do not want to be molested either. I struggled thinking of a way to get out of this predicament. Leo, however, did not give me time to think. He already reached in my lose pyjamas and grabbed my manhood. I gasped.

"Leo." I whispered.

"Mhmm... Hunter..." Leo said while still in his sleep. He seemed to be having a good dream.

Leo started fondling around with my balls. I froze, feeling a fire lit from my stomach. I stared at Leo, my entire body feeling hot. I tried to endure with no avail. Unable to control myself, I leaned close to Leo and kissed him fiercely. The strawberry chiffon cake from a few hours ago made his tongue and lips sweet. I forced my tongue into his mouth, rubbing it against Leo's tongue. The sweetness of Leo's lips made me even fiercer. I bit Leo's lower lip, wanting to mark my territory in Leo's body. The salty blood leaking from his lips further parched my throat.

"I want to swallow him whole." I thought to myself subconsciously.

Leo moaned. It seemed like he was still asleep, but he was wriggling around, wanting to free himself from me. His hand, however, was still stuck with my rock hard thick c*ck. My tongue was still entwined with his.

Leo, feeling starved for air, whimpered. His closed eyes began to water, leaking his tears down to the bed. Seeing his discomfort, I forced myself to stop, releasing the hold on Leo's mouth. Leo gasped. Fortunately, Leo was a heavy sleeper, so he did not wake up from this endeavour.

To release my fire inside my body, I started helping myself by moving Leo's arm with my own hands. Leo, his hands fully grasping on my manhood, started pumping it up and down with my help. I shifted myself closer to Leo, and pulled my pyjama pants and my underwear down to my ankle. I pumped myself harder using Leo's hand. After a grunt, I immediately placed Leo's hand above my c*ck before spraying my hot liquid all over it.

To prevent Leo from realizing what happened tonight the next day, I licked my own c*m off from Leo's hand, licking from his palm to his fingers. Leo made a gentle smile from feeling tickled with my motions. After I licked his hand clean, I forced my tongue into Leo's smiling mouth again. The c*m, that was still on my tongue, flowed between us. The manly phermones completely filling the room. Leo accidentally swallowed my c*m, making him cough in discomfort. I fed the rest of my c*m to him, making him cough even more.

"That's what you get." I thought to myself before drifting off to sleep with Leo in my arms.

*************

Leo woke up the next day with his throat even more parched than usual for some reason. His right hand was slightly sticky. His morning wood was leaking a mucous liquid, standing up happily. "I think I had a wet dream last night." He thought to himself. The target of the wet dream had already gone down to the kitchen to help his mother with breakfast.

I was helping Aunt June wash some vegetables before seeing Leo walking down from the staircase, his hair in a complete mess. "Hunter. I want water." He asked in a hoarse voice.

I nodded, filling a glass with water, then handed it to him.

"Leo, can't you just get it by yourself?" Aunt June rebuked.

Leo shrugged, finishing the glass of water before going to sit in the dining room, waiting for breakfast to come.

Aunt June sighed. "This kid is so spoiled!"

I smiled gently.

After we ate breakfast, we headed off to school. Leo was looking at the online school forum. When I took a look at his phone, I frowned.

Within the school forum, there were many people protesting on Leo's win, saying that the win was unfair and undemocratic and that Mike should have won. Some even denounced the primaries by stating that the votes of the students did not matter as much as the teachers. Supporters of Leo fought back, saying that they were just being sore losers.

When we arrived at school, we found a large poster posted at the front entrance. It was a letter from the pricipal.

"To my fellow students,

I have realized that some may be dissatisfied with the results of the primaries yesterday. The process of the primaries are for students to get familiar with the democratic process of our great country. Each class have already determined and vote for the candidate of their choice, as did the teachers. To denounce the primaries as unfair and undemocratic is to say that our country has an unfair and undemocratic political system, to which I vehemently disagree. I would like you all to please refrain from making false accusations in the future, as it affects the reputation of our school.

Sincerely,

Principal Thomas."

"It seems like the principal is on our side." Leo smirked. "By the way, how did you convince the teachers to vote for me last week?" Leo asked in curiosity.

"I just made a deal they could not possibly deny, that's all." I replied in a monotone voice.

"Hmmm...." Leo tilted his head, thinking about what I just said.

*************

The first period began with the whole class applauding on Leo's win. Leo bashfully thanked every student and the teacher before the teacher asked everyone to shut up and started teaching.

Leo, who was not paying attention to class again, started thanking all the classes and teachers who voted for him, focusing especially on the freshmen, since they would be the most important caucus that will lead him to victory in the future.

Like the presidential elections of the country, the Student Council President is indirectly elected. The students of each grade (Grade 9, 10, 11, 12) and the teaching body each vote for an elector who will represent them in the elections. The elector must vote in accordance to the grade they represent. This means that if more than 50% of Grade 9 voted for Leo, the elector must vote for Leo in the elections. Therefore, the candidate who receives 3 or more electoral votes win.

Leo must ensure than the students in Grade 9, especially the males of Grade 9, will vote for him, or else Mike will automatically win the elections by snatching the Grade 9, 11 and 12 votes.

I ignored Leo and listened to the lecture. When lunchtime came, Leo was welcomed by many students who voted for him yesterday. The students stood to the sides, forming a wide and long corridor towards the cafeteria. Leo walked slowly, waving and smiling at the crowds; meanwhile, I simply kept my head down and walked next to him. People who wanted to talk to me was stifled by my aura.

Leo kept on smiling. He whispered next to my ear, "Hey! At least smile and wave!"

I rolled my eyes. Just then, a lady ran out and stood in front of him, stuttering, "Hu-Hunter! Please accept this flower!" She had a delicate red chrysanthemum flower placed on her palms, which she raised upwards.

Listening to what Leo just told me, I walked over and gently took the red chrysanthemum from her hands and took a smell. "It's lovely, milady. Thank you." I smiled gently at the lady before continue walking. Leo, who was by my side, pouted. Seeing his face, I bit the stem of the flower and forcefully tilted his head to my side. I grabbed his weight with one hand and his left hand with the other. I side-stepped along the hallway, leading Leo along, before spinning him downwards, making him twist his upper body. His entire upper body tilted up while I lowered mine. I stared intensely at Leo's eyes. Leaning my mouth close to his, I dropped the red chrysanthemum to his mouth. "This cute chrysanthemum looks just like yours." I whispered.

Leo immediately blushed. With the flower on his mouth, he was unable to say anything.

The girls who were on the side who were blocked by my body thought I kissed Leo. They screamed in excitement, grabbing their phones and instantly snapped many photos. The boys just rolled their eyes.

Leo took the flower out of his mouth and shyly whispered, "Where did you learn tango?"

"That's a secret." I whispered back.

Later, when we arrived at the cafeteria, I asked, "Do you know what a red chrysanthemum means in the flower language?"

"No." Leo shook his head.

"It means 'I love you'." I replied.

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