FAYE
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The neon lights of the bar blurred as I scanned the room, searching for a distraction from my boredom. The music pulsed with a relentless beat, and I could feel the weight of the city's secrets pressing down on me. My gaze fell on her-a delicate figure perched on a barstool, looking out of place yet utterly captivating.
Nilapitan ko s'ya, my eyes locking onto hers. "What's your name?" I asked.
Nabigla s'ya sa biglaang pagsulpot ko, pero nakita ko s'yang ngumiti nang bahagya. "Yoko," she replied, her voice barely audible over the loud music.
"Yoko," I repeated and took a sip from my glass. "I'm Faye. Can I buy you a drink?" Tanong ko.
Her eyes widened slightly, a blush coloring her cheeks. "Sure." Nahihiya n'yang sagot.
As I signaled the bartender, umupo ako sa seat na katabi n'ya. She seemed nervous, but there was something intriguing about her-isang hindi ko malamang bagay na nakakuha ng atensyon ko. I leaned closer, "You don't seem like the type to be here."
Damn, she smells so good.
Yoko smiled shyly, her fingers nervously playing with the rim of her glass. "I'm not. I just needed a break from... everything."
I nodded, understanding her more than she realized. "Sometimes, a place like this is exactly what you need to forget for a while." Nginitian n'ya ako at umiwas ng tingin, napangiti naman ako dahil doon.
Our conversation flowed effortlessly, para bang matagal na kaming magkakilala sa sobrang gaan ng pakiramdam namin sa isa't-isa. Medyo nahihiya lang s'ya nung una, pero nang magtagal ay nagtuloy-tuloy na ang pagkwento n'ya. Her gentle demeanor contrasted with my own assertive nature, creating a synergy that felt almost magnetic. As the night wore on, the chemistry between us became undeniable.
"Do you want to get out of here?" I asked softly, sensing the moment was right.
Napatingin naman s'ya sa akin. Yoko hesitated for only a moment before nodding. "Yes," she answered.
I led her out of the bar, sinalubong kami ng malamig na hangin sa labas. We walked through the bustling streets until we reached my car, parked at a secluded overlook. The city lights sparkled like stars, a breathtaking view that felt almost surreal.
Inside the car, the atmosphere was charged with anticipation. I glanced at Yoko, her eyes reflecting a mix of desire and sadness. "You know, we can do whatever you want," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "You can fuck me in the back of your car." Nagulat ako sa sinabi n'ya, napaiwas naman s'ya ng tingin and I saw her blushed kahit medyo madilim dito sa loob ng sasakyan.
Her words hit me hard, making the atmosphere warm. I reached out, cupping her cheek. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," she breathed, closing her eyes as she leaned into my touch. "I need to feel you, just one more time." saad n'ya at hinalikan ako.
I closed my eyes and responded to her kis. We connected instantly, our bodies pressed together in the tight space of the car. The intensity of our connection was overwhelming, each touch and kiss conveying a mix of urgency and tenderness. We moved together with a desperate need to savor every fleeting moment. She guided my hand to her breasts and I massaged them making her moan.
"Faye.."
I placed my other hand on her thigh, while the other hand is still on her breast. She stopped my hand when I was about to remove her panties. Naintindihan ko naman s'ya, we're still strangers to each other after all. Our passionate kiss continued until we ran out of breath. But then, she guided my hand to her wet core.
She looked at me as if she was begging. I inserted two of my fingers, and she let out a soft moan. "Ahh... Faye..." I moved my fingers up and down inside her, gradually increasing the pace. The car filled with her loud moans. We kissed more passionately while she continued to moan in between our kisses. I felt her orgasm running down my fingers and onto her legs. Bumagsak ang katawan n'ya sa akin, parehas kaming hinihingal at ang tanging tunog na lamang ng paghinga namin ang maririnig sa sasakyan.
We lay entwined, the soft glow of the city lights filtering through the windows, casting a warm, intimate light over us. Yoko's head rested on my chest, her breath warm and steady against my skin. I could feel the weight of our situation pressing down on me, the bittersweet realization that our time together was slipping away. As she traced gentle patterns on my skin with her fingers, I could hear the steady, comforting rhythm of my heartbeat beneath her ear.
"Can you stay with me? Let's get to know each other better," I asked while holding and caressing her hand.
"You can't stay with me," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "All you ever had was one day with me." Her words pierced through me. What does she mean?
"Why can't you stay?" I asked, my voice rough with raw emotion.
Yoko sighed, a sad smile on her lips. "It's too complicated, Faye," she said. "Nagpunta lang ako sa bar to unwind, I'm not here to look for someone. I'm sorry, Faye."
Shit.
My chest tightened with a mix of anger and helplessness. "I'm getting feelings that I didn't before," I confessed. "All I want to do is stay with you." I held and kissed the back of her hand.
"But you know all we have is one day," she said softly, her fingers intertwined on mine. "Can't you just stay with me?" I asked.
"I can't, and I'm really sorry for hurting you," she answered, halata ang kalungkutan sa boses n'ya.
I closed my eyes, trying to memorize every detail of her-every touch, every scent. "I could live forever and a day with you," I said, my voice breaking. "But I don't want to live it if it ain't with you."
Yoko's eyes met mine, filled with longing. "We just met, Faye," she said. "You can just move on," dagdag pa n'ya na lalong nagpabigat sa dibdib ko.
"All I need is one more day with you." Umiwas s'ya ng tingin sa akin pagkatapos kong sabihin 'yon.
Nabalot kami ng nakakabinging katahimikan. As the dawn began to break, reality started to sink in. Yoko reluctantly pulled away, her heart heavy with the weight of what we'd lost. I watched her, feeling a deep sense of loss.
"I wish things were different," I whispered, trying to hold onto the moment.
"Me too," Yoko replied, her smile tearful. "But at least we had this. One perfect day."
I nodded, knowing that this memory would be both a comfort and a pain. Lumabas s'ya ng sasakyan, inaasahan kong lilingon s'ya ngunit hindi n'ya ginawa. As Yoko walked away, I felt a piece of myself leave with her. I sat in the car long after she'd disappeared into the morning light, wishing for nothing more than one more day with the woman who had captured my heart.
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