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English Fanfic Why Ru Bl Ing Me Once More

December 24th, 2019. 22 o'clock, GMT+7, Southeast Asia time zone.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhh~~~!!!" Type moaned in his room as Tharn was having it with him.

Amidst the groans and cries of his friends who were making love passionately in the house of Type, Ae stood very much alone and fully clothed.

"One, two, three. Not only you and me. Got one eighty degrees. And I'm caught in between. Countin'... One, two, three... Peter, Paul and Mary... Gettin' down with 3P... Everybody loves me... Oh~~" The music played in Type's room.

"Try some 3P." Tin suggested to Ae.

"No, please." Ae answered.

"Come on, just join us." Can said.

"Well, it's all right." Ae replied.

Suddenly, Tybalt emerged from the shadows outside the opened door, which Type forgot to close.

"How can you get here?!" Type's eyes widened.

"Hey Ae, I'm here to inform you one thing. Pete Pichaya is very lonely at the moment, and he still remembers you. And you, you're also a lonesome man. If tonight you go alone and pleasure yourself like you did before, just call me." Tybalt said.

"You're kidding me?!" Ae asked.

"Go and comfort Can now. Pete is stronger than he was before, and he can handle it. Thanks to your constant support for him during his life overseas, he had the will to make his life full." Tybalt replied.

Ae reluctantly joined Tin and Can, and Tybalt vanished. After that, the gust of wind made from Tybalt after his disappearance closed the door.

"Tin, you go too deep." Can whined as Tin thrust his dick into his ass.

After gathering a great deal of courage, Ae went to Can's side and told Tin to sit straight up. Tin was thrusting Can in his sitting position, Can's back was leaning against Tin's chest.

"Just accept it." Ae pushed his erection into Can's occupied hole, giving Can an additional pain in the butt.

As a result, Can received a double penetration from Tin and Ae. It was rather comfortable for Can, because he had never tried before. The other pairs in Type's house were doing together by themselves.

"As for Pete's toxic ex Trump, his fate was even worse than death. He couldn't even remember his own name. Every information about his history suddenly vanished into nonexistence. He had no past to remember, no present to live and no future to go. Moreover, he was rejected by the very same Iscariots who he clung to for vengeance against Pete and his love. Attention-seeking behavior was a trait of his personality, and his life nose-dived into hell when that disappeared." Tin said to Ae.

"Pete's mom was still caring and loving her son in spite of having divorced her overly conservative husband who constantly berated Pete for being gay and tried to 'cure' him of his 'sickness'." Tin said to Can.

"Pete's divorced dad was having a fit of frenzy during this Christmas day. He still doesn't care about Pete's safety after all, even after Pete had been harassed by the undead." Can said to Ae during sex with him and Tin.

"I know that." Ae said.

"That bastard Trump will go berserk at any time, as long as the Iscariots wish. It serves him right, as he manipulate others and get manipulated in turn. It's better not to speak anymore about him, it gets really old." Tin said.

"Hey, has it not been for Tybalt, I won't be doing threesome with you guys. But if I don't, he'll come and gang bang me alongside his undead folks. It will be better to be top than be bottom, at least according to my opinion." Ae said.

"So Tybalt's not much evil after all. I wonder if his home have something good to eat." Can said.

"I hope you'll get blisters on your tongue for such a wish. Tybalt might be a good sportsman but a very bad cook. He doesn't even know how to spice food up, and if he does, he puts hot spices into it." Tin joked.

Then Tin continued: "My drug-related drama in England is not only involved with my evil older brother Tul, but also Arsenic Laurent, the fake friend Tul hired into the party. But talking again about this doesn't solve anything."

"I heard that Tul was spirited away by Arsenic Laurent and had his face peeled off. Is that rumor true?" Tharn said to Tin.

"No. In fact, this person was still alive and well. He was no longer spoken about again, and he had been very silent for a long time." Tin replied.

"Finally." Tharn nodded as he pushed himself deeper into Type.

Type motionlessly stayed in bed for Tharn's pleasure.

In Germany, Pete walked in the cold dry weather, his footsteps dragging along his now-emptied bag. The glacial winds and icy air of of West Europe repeatedly thrashed his Santa suit, but the suit had somehow kept him warm as if it was his extra coat aside from the coat he wore prior to donning this suit. Pete had heard stories about killer Santa Clauses, people wearing the innocent suits of Santa Claus while committing atrocious murders in a fit of violent psychosis. But Pete had never met any of those before. Eventually, Pete reached his home shelter safe and sound. He had made a happy time for the little children and he was very happy himself afterwards.

"It it's 22 o'clock in Thailand (GMT+7), then Germany will be 16 o'clock (GMT+1). I have so much time to hang around." Pete told himself.

Finally, Pete went home and restocked his bag with Christmas presents. This time he went to a sanctuary where a charity event took place. Again, young children were interested in Santa Pete. Being surrounded by cheerful children and their parents made Pete feel a sense of worth in life again.

"I felt like I'd dealt with enough pain. Now, I just wanted everything to stop. Flashbacks of my ex-boyfriend Trump still hurt, but not it's no more. I'm having nine blessings and one curse, I feel more blessed than stressed. When I graduate from Germany, I'll be a completely new person." Pete told himself.

In the home of the Iscariots, the feast was already finished with everyone filled with food in their bellies.

"Now we know that Pete is in Germany, Tin has a history with England, Tar is an exchange student in France. Tar had a complex relationship with Tharn, and Tar was gang-raped before in Thailand. Had Tar been raped in France, the culprit is more likely to be Ruben Saint-Laurent or Jasper Ricketts." Sterling Hodges discussed with William Wilson in the main hall room.

"Oh please, just keep it quiet. There's the ideal reason why Tar was gang-banged in Bangkok. Type had his best friends made Tar lose his virginity so that he would break up with Tharn, and in turn, Tharn would love Type instead. Anyway, both the plaintiffs and defendants are liable and guilty in the same way. But we have to be sure that this incident really changes Tharn and Type's lives as well as others." William said.

"Well said." Sterling said.

In the bedroom, Benvolio was kept hostage by Tybalt. It had been quite a long time since Benvolio was kept. His international passport was safeguarded by Tybalt in Romeo's house in Italy, and it was Tybalt who sent the passport to Romeo. Ironically, Benvolio wasn't returned to Romeo yet.

"A-ah, ah, fuck," Benvolio moaned raggedly beneath him, spreading his thighs so he could be fucked even deeper, having his prostate and cock brushed even more against the strong body above him.

It turned out that Benvolio had been struck with a love potion designed by Ruben to keep him occupied with Tybalt. Ruben drugged Benvolio, but the drug he gave to the boy helped the user have a sense of feeling sane outside while their inside is secretly messed up.

"My love potion works well with you, dear Montague. It completely rewrites your memories during its effects, and now its euphoria lasts for 3 hours. After this 3 hours, the effects expire and you will be back to normal without any memories about everything happening during the event you have taken the potion." Tybalt said.

Hot tears flooded down Benvolio's cheeks, and the tears were made from his shock and amazement. It was already 22 o'clock (GMT+7, Southeast Asia time zone), and that was only the zero hour of the countdown.

"See, you're nothing more than a filthy harlot. The potion makes you too horny to comprehend things, and you will be in that loop in which you have sex with a dozen of partners and yet you crave for more." Tybalt said.

Tybalt grabbed Benvolio's hips and continued thrusting into him. Benvolio's face contorted to one full of pain and pleasure as he called out Tybalt's name with an onslaught of moans. Benvolio was so high on drugs literally, and the pharmacist who was also the gentleman thief Ruben 'Arsenic Laurent' Saint-Laurent, must had been a real charmer or men and women to create such a highly potent drug like that. In fact, one of the drugs used by party-goers in the scandalous drug party Tin was tricked into participating, gave hallucinations to users. One disturbing fact that it was the prototype drug created by Ruben, and nobody died due to overdosing even though its hallucinations were powerful back then.

"I'm sure that if Romeo comes here and sees you in this state, he'll give you a thumb down." Tybalt said to Benvolio, whose hair had been messy like a heap of rags after being pounded over and over.

Ruben smiled as he watched the scene in front of him: "You can do harder than that, trust me. He won't break. In fact, I think he'd love to take everything you can give him, and more. He's just insatiable, always hungry for cock, always wanting someone to fuck him into oblivion. It's hard, you know, satisfying him on my own."

"Did we retired the Monsters long ago?" Tybalt asked.

"I don't know about it since the first time I come here. Perhaps these things are retired." Ruben guessed.

"You are so beautiful." Tybalt smiled and kissed the dark-haired Benvolio passionately.

Benvolio was down on all fours, his ass was pounded by Tybalt's undead dick. The undead Tybalt was still in his undead form, but he was reverting back to his human form albeit slowly.

"Beauty and the Beast, such a cliche. The princess and the frog, another cliche. Now we have a human boy having sex with an undead boy to break the spell of the undead, another lame cliche." Ruben remarked.

"Hey, where will you go?" Tybalt asked Ruben.

"To Germany and date with Pete. It is going to be 5 PM in Germany. I have to fetch Pete." Ruben said.

"That's midnight in Thailand, idiot. Pete doesn't want to be with you regardless of your classy glamour. Just look at Tin, he's also a privileged boy but Pete doesn't accept him." Tybalt said.

"Oh dear, so many men pursuing Pete and yet a poor kid got his heart first. Maybe I'll just accept the sad truth and move on." Ruben pouted his lips.

In Benvolio's eyes, Ruben's monstrous appearance changed into that of Benvolio's best friend Mercutio back in Italy. Mercutio had long wavy dark hair, white skin, a mustache and a beard. Benvolio was 1.88 meters tall, Mercutio was 1.77 meters tall, Romeo was 1.85 meters tall. Yet, Benvolio was the youngest of the trio and Mercutio was the eldest. Romeo had no mustache or beard, but his youthful face and short brown hair were the magnets attracting impression of ladies and gentlemen alike.

"Mercutio..." Benvolio whispered as his eyes gazed at Mercutio, but the outsider could easily point out that the Mercutio he had seen was actually Ruben.

"Now I really know what to do." Jasper appeared from the invisible air in his monstrous form, and the fog covering him dispersed to reveal his body.

Benvolio's eyes played tricks on him, as Jasper suddenly turned into Romeo's familiar figure while outside of his view, Jasper was still Jasper. The Ripper and the Arsenic Thief knew Benvolio's drug-induced hallucinations hit their zenith, so they joined the party.

"One kiss from the princess, and the frog reverts back to a human prince." Tybalt, Ruben and Jasper chanted over and over.

December 26th, 2019. 0 o'clock, GMT+7, Southeast Asia time zone. Benvolio was freed from the grasps of the three Iscariot males. His hallucinations vanished and he was thrown back to reality. There was no Mercutio or Romeo to take him home. He was completely stranded in the underworld, away from his home. He was still in the bedroom completely naked with Tybalt's gang who were strangely still fully clothed in their human forms.

"At least Pete Pichaya can return to his homeland Thailand from Germany after a definite amount of time, but you, you won't make it home so easily." Tybalt sneered at a distraught Benvolio who had became victimized.

"That's too much!" Benvolio protested.

"Your scene had been recorded with a drone camera by the Korean police officer, and a wall-mounted spy camera by the Japanese one. You can't even escape their surveillance." Ruben said.

"If you mean Jung Ha Neul and Kougami Shinpei, you're very right."

Two Iscariot policemen came, one was Japanese and one was Korean. They were similar to each other in terms of appearance: blue peaked caps, dark blue vests worn over short-sleeves light blue shirts, dark blue pants and shoes, signs of injuries carried along with them in the afterlife postmortem. The ways to tell them apart were the symbols on their peaked caps. The eagle symbol with a red-blue yin-yang circle was the symbol of Korean National Police Agency (KNPA), the police organization Ha Neul belonged to. The five-petaled flower symbol was the symbol of Japanese National Police Agency (JNPA), the police organization Shinpei belonged to.

"Hey, what were you going to do?!" Benvolio asked.

"This footage shall be released. Your beloved Romeo shall watch it." Ha Neul said.

"We're very sure that Romeo's heart will beat fast." Shinpei continued.

"Sorry to break that for you, but you're actually having it out with us all along. It's a confusion all along. You're too high (hai) and too neigh (nae) to say yes to strangers." Tybalt said with a pun referring to English, Japanese and Korean.

"Take me home already!" Benvolio shouted.

"Nope." Everyone in the room said as they turned into monsters.

"Stop!" The loud voice of a man entered the room.

"Romeo!" Benvolio recognized the voice and cried out.

"Now I see." Tybalt said to Jasper and Ruben.

"Little Benny hasn't recovered from our drugs yet. I'm very sure that his drug-duped brain will see the real Romeo as me and beat his ass into lameness." Jasper chuckled.

"I can smell the scent of the legendary Romeo, the one who makes us Iscariots tremble." Ruben said.

"His woman Juliet is also legendary. I remember meeting her at some point in England." Jasper said.

"I'm here to take Benvolio back. It takes a fairly long trip to the underworld, and I have made it. Benvolio, who began this bloody fray?" Romeo said to Ruben and turned to Benvolio.

"Tybalt started it." Benvolio replied, his voice trembled.

"Now take your little cousin out of here and have a good Christmas. Thank you for spending time with us." Tybalt zapped both Benvolio and Romeo out from the underworld with a shadow portal.

After both humans disappeared, Jasper asked: "Who gave that guy Romeo access to this place?"

"It's me." Tybalt said.

"I suppose we're going to kill him." Ruben was slightly vexed.

"As we've said before, we're too fed up with wars and battles. We really want some peace after centuries getting into wars." Tybalt said.

Although Benvolio was returned to the human world and sent back to Italy alongside his older cousin Romeo, his virginity which was originally Romeo's possession became tainted with the otherworldly Iscariots' interference. The stench of seeds from Tybalt after his time with Benvolio was subtle but enough to make Romeo really upset.

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