Author's point of view
After nila mag-usap, nagpunta sila sa room nina Mikha, and they talked about the movie they're gonna watch. Aiah suggested a classic romantic film that she had always loved, while Mikha playfully argued for a newer, more contemporary choice.
"Ano ba, Mikha, classic romantic movies naman ang gusto ko!" Aiah protested, playfully pushing Mikha's arm. They were sprawled on Mikha's bed, surrounded by pillows and blankets, debating over what movie to watch.
Mikha laughed, "Chill ka lang, Aiah. I'm just kidding! Pero seriously, 'yung new rom-com na 'The Perfect Match' ang gusto ko. Mas nakakakilig!"
Aiah rolled her eyes, but a smile played on her lips. "Whatever," she said, but she couldn't help but feel a little giddy. Mikha's playful teasing always made her heart flutter.
Mikha jumped up, "I'll grab some snacks. You choose the movie while I'm gone." She winked at Aiah, then disappeared into the hallway.
Aiah settled back into the pillows, her gaze falling on the movie poster on the wall. It was a classic romantic drama, one that Aiah had watched countless times. As she thought about it, she realized that she always felt a little something for the main character, a shy, bookish girl who eventually found love with a charming, artistic guy.
The movie started, and Aiah found herself drawn into the story. The characters' awkward first meeting, their shy smiles, their hesitant touches - it all felt so familiar, so real. She couldn't help but think about Mikha, and how similar she was to the charming guy in the movie.
Then, the kissing scene arrived. It was a slow, passionate kiss, full of longing and unspoken desires. Aiah felt a warmth spread through her, and her breath caught in her throat. She glanced at Mikha's empty spot on the bed, and imagined Mikha's lips on hers, just like the characters on the screen.
Suddenly, Mikha reappeared, carrying a tray of snacks. She saw Aiah staring at the screen, her cheeks flushed, and a knowing smile spread across her face.
"Oh, is it getting hot in here?" Mikha teased, placing the tray on the coffee table. She leaned closer to Aiah, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Or is it just me?"
Aiah's heart pounded in her chest. She couldn't look away from Mikha's playful gaze. The air between them crackled with unspoken feelings, and for the first time, Aiah felt a sense of undeniable attraction.
The movie continued, but Aiah could barely focus on the story. All she could think about was the heat building between her and Mikha, and the possibility of something more.
Aiah's point of view.
!THIS PART IS INAPPROPRIATE SO PLEASE SKIP IT TO THOSE UNCOMFORTABLE!
As Mikha's playful flirting escalated, a flutter of excitement mixed with nerves coursed through me. Her teasing gestures and suggestive words drew us closer, creating a magnetic pull that I couldn't resist. Each moment with Mikha felt charged with a different kind of energy, one that stirred emotions I had long kept hidden.
"Ang kulit mo talaga," I chuckled, but my heart was pounding in my chest.
With our faces inches apart, the intensity of the moment overwhelmed me. In a surge of bravery, I closed the gap and pressed my lips against Mikha's in a soft, tentative kiss. Mikha's eyes widened in surprise, but before I could retreat in embarrassment, she gently tugged me closer, deepening the kiss.
My heart raced as we shared that intimate connection, our breaths mingling in a silent exchange of unspoken desires. The world around us faded into the background, leaving only the warmth of our closeness and the electric tension between us.
When we finally parted, a whirlwind of emotions flooded my senses. Heat rose to my cheeks, and I stumbled over my words, "I-I'm sorry 'di ko sinasadya" utal-utal kong nasabi.
Mikha's eyes softened as she reached out to cup my cheek, her touch sending a shiver down my spine. "Don't say sorry baby" she whispered, her voice filled with warmth. "Honestly you're looking hot rn."
Basically I'm just wearing a crop top and a pajamas.
In that moment, as our eyes met in a silent understanding, a wave of emotions washed over me. Excitement, nervousness, and a newfound sense of connection with Mikha intertwined in my heart, creating a tapestry of feelings I couldn't quite decipher.
Sitting there, our hands entwined, time seemed to stand still. The kiss had unlocked a door to a world of possibilities, a realm where unspoken promises and untold truths simmered beneath the surface, waiting to be explored.
Mikha slowly explored my mouth with her tongue and slowy going down to my neck as I moan.
She stopped and look at me, and I feel embarrassed but then she started to hold my breasts and squeezing them.
I moan "M-mikhaa-a argh~" she's playing with my hard nipples and her hand gotta in my pajamas.
With no warning she rub my pussy, and insert one finger on it, I moan and said "M-mikha~ masakit.."
As a virgin, yes it hurts.
But she didn't care and start to kiss me again in the neck to lips and her tongue is asking for permission so I opened it.
I couldn't take it anymore and broke our kiss and said "I'm cumming M-mikhaa-a" her finger is wet and she put it in her mouth.
She take off my pajamas and underwear and she spread my legs and she lick my pussy, I couldn't help but to moan and moan.
Mikha take off her polo and her shorts now it she's only wearing boxes, I could hear her members na naninigas na talaga.
I'm shock when I saw it and she smirked at me, and she goes to my breast and she lick my nipples and
she goes to my ear and said "Get ready to be fuck up Ms. Arceta" she slowly put her member inside me and I moan and said "d-dont stop p-please"
Mikha said "Kanino kalang Aiah?" As I was about to answer she insert her member and I moan and said "Sa-sayo langg Lim!~"
HOYYY!! TAMA NA 'YAN HAHAHAHA BAKA MA TIMBOG
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ONE ROOF (MikhAiah)
Romantik•ONE ROOF• where in Aiah and Mikha is in one roof for a reason. R18 ⚠️ PLEASE FOR ALL MINORS AND ADULTS THAT ARE READING THIS, IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT PLEASE DON'T READ IT⚠️ !this is only work of fiction!
