Crescendo

Crescendo 1

We are both tipsy.

He caress my face with his eyes pursed deeply on my skin. His collarbone shines as the right amount of light pierced into it.

Hindi ko na namalayan ang sarili kong ipinilig ang ulo ko upang gayahin ang ginawa niya. Unti-unti niyang inilapit ang mukha niya hanggang sa mag lapat ang mga labi namin.

Sobrang bilis ng tibok ng puso ko...I pushed him away with all my strength. Suddenly, I get back to a reality. Nasa apartment kami ng kaibigan ko...before I anticipated it, nakatingin na nga sila sa amin. Yet mostly-it's me they are looking at.

Nanginginig na ang labi ko at mas lalo pa itong nanginig ng maramdaman ko ulit ang labi niya. His soft flesh rubbed into mine. He tried to push himself deeper that the contents of what we drink mixed between our lips. The slippy feeling of juices blend in circles.

"Fvck-" Once again, I bursted out as I pushed him away. "F-First kiss ko 'yon."Hindi makapaniwalang sambit ko. My heart raced in horror after realizing my impulse behavior. Anong pumasok sa utak ko?

I tried to gather my thoughts in able to maintain my image.

I am Luisa Castaneda, NBSB at 20. No experience of anything related to touch at all.

My arms are weak compared to his chest that are made out of steel. He look amused as he watched my expression being conscious to this extent. Tumunog ang labi niya as he made a smirk. My eyes got in contact with his lips which reminded me of what happened earlier.

As restlessness overwhelmed me. I fixed my foot from the sofa until it touched the tiles of the room. Attempting to get out from the situation, but a firm grip hold onto my waist and bring me back to the more uncomfortable position. Now, I am completely sitting on his lap. I looked at him as he's feeling impressed while watching me with amusement.

"Where do you think you are going?" He filled the room with his voice.

The sounds of malicious music continue playing in front of us, we are not in a club but lights keep flushing in changing color because of the reflection of the TV.

"Bro, let the girl go. You don't even know her." Dinig kong sambit ng kaibigan niya. As expected, we are being watched.

Even Devon, couldn't said a word when she's the most talkative person in the world. It come to a shock from us that I am experiencing this.

I am just wearing a pajama and a white large t-shirt. This doesn't come into my senses the moment I stepped into this room.

Alam kong iinom kami nang mga kaibigan ko sa apartment ni Devon. We have done it a lot of times so my expectations were not that quiet high kaya hindi na rin ako nag ayos. Alam ko kasing walang bago, iinom kami mag kukwentuhan at makakatulog dahil sa kalasingan. Yoon ang alam ko.

Kaya ano ito?

"Dang!" Hinilamos niya ang kamay niya sa kanyang noo. "I'm so tipsy..." He said in a weak voice.

I used that as an opportunity to let go from his grip. As I just attempted to stand up, his grip tightened on my stomach. Doon ko napagtantong wala akong takas sa taong ito dahil halos sakop na ng kamay niya ang buong tiyan ko. Isang tiris niya lang ako, mukhang madudurog ako dahil sa liit ko sa mga kamay niya.

"Ano ba? Bitawan mo na'ko!" I exclaimed and punched his arms, but my fingers were too small that it is not even making an impact.

Galit dapat ako dahil hindi ko siya kilala. Ni walang nagsasalita sa amin kanina, but suddenly we just get to this situation sa sobrang kalasingan. Pero bakit oarang okay lang sa'kin? Parang komportable akong hawakan niya at halikan niya?