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17| "I like it because P'Yin became my first."

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As I slowly stirred from my sleep, my froggy gaze fixated on the clock resting on the nightstand beside my bed. It was 7.30 am. I instinctively shifted, my eyes scanning the empty space beside me.

"P'Yin?"

My mind raced with conflicting emotions, an uncertainty and apprehension. I couldn't help but wonder if P'Yin left after our intimate moments last night. The vivid memory of his kisses, his tender embrace and the heartfelt praises he lavished on me still lingered in my mind. It had been a night of undeniable passion and intensity. It left me with a sense that he genuinely enjoyed every moment of it.

But...what if P'Yin hate me after this?

I couldn't quite remember how many rounds we did last night but each thrust and caress had been filled with a fervor that was both exhilarating and overwhelming. It was only when my body had reached its limits that P'Yin had finally ceased our passionate moment.

I drifted into sleep shortly after that. It was then that I became aware of P'Yin's tender ministrations as he cleansed and cared for my body. But now, the sense of foreboding returned. I couldn't shake the nagging fear that P'Yin might be experiencing remorse or regret for everything that happened.

What...what if P'Yin hate me?

I pushed aside the blankets and climbed out of bed. The room felt colder without P'Yin's presence. My bare feet met the cool surface of the floor.

"Awww, my ass," I groaned, my hand instinctively caressing my lower back in an attempt to alleviate the stiffness.

And then, the door swung open. There stood P'Yin. His eyes widened and without a moment's hesitation, he placed a plastic bag he was carrying onto the nearby table and hurried towards me.

"Where are you going?" He asked, his hands gently guiding me to sit back down on the edge of the bed. There was an unmistakable worry etched into his features.

I blinked, momentarily taken aback by P'Yin's unexpected appearance. My initial grogginess slowly gave way to confusion as I tried to process the situation.

"I...I was just getting up," I mumbled in a low tone. "Where is P'Yin going?" I asked.

He let out a soft sigh and caressed my back. "I'm going to buy some medicine for you," he said. "You need to take it. It's your first time and well...we did so many rounds last night," he added.

I slowly nodded, my head bowed as I fiddled with my fingers, my mind racing with a tornado of emotions. The intensity of our encounter last night still lingered in my memory. But there was something else, a sense of uncertainty that gnawed at my thoughts.

"P'Yin...don't hate me?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"Hate you? For what?" P'Yin responded.

He then lowered himself to sit on the edge of the bed and held my hand, his eyes locking onto mine. Silence hung in the air for a moment.

"P'Yin...don't regret it?" I asked carefully.

"And you, do you regret it?" He asked, his tone gentle.

I shook my head slowly as I met his eyes. "I...I don't regret it," I admitted. "I like it because P'Yin became my first," I confessed, my cheeks flushing with shyness.

P'Yin's expression softened as he absorbed my words and he smiled softly. He caressed my cheek. "I don't regret it either," he replied, his voice carrying a warmth that wrapped around my heart like a comforting embrace.

He leaned closer, his lips just inches from mine. "But, can I ask you a favor?" He asked softly and I slowly nodded.

"Let's keep it between us for now," he said softly. "But I promise you, I will not play around with anyone else starting from now." His lips found mine in a sweet kiss, making my heart soar. I returned the kiss, savoring the taste of his lips.