MGA PAKIWARI AT PAGMUMUNI-MUNI (An AlDub Collection of Poems and Short Stories)

Pole

Because I just had to 😅 You guys know that it will brew in my head and I can't not let it out. It has to go out. Otherwise I would go... Erm... 😅

And this is sabaw. I just really really need to get it out of my system. Eh kese nemen... That freaking prod... 🔥🔥🔥

FICTION OK? OK.

Unbeta'ed and not proofread.

Tsaka bakit feeling ko magkakautang na naman ako sa inyo?? 😭

Image courtesy of bankingonkismet - mars! This one is por yu 😘 Aylabyu!

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"Menggay! Dalian mo! Halika na dito!"

She looked up from putting candies into Matti's loot boxes for his first birthday, frowning when she heard her name being called. She shrugged and continued with what she was doing, ignoring it.

"Meng! Ano ka ba?? Chef boy na! Yung jowa mo mag-o-opening prod na!"

"Eto na! Eto na! Makasigaw 'to," she exasperatedly replied as she stood up and went to where Coleen, her sister, was watching SPS from the living room.

"Ay shet! Bes - ibang level talaga 'tong jowa mo! Di ko kinakaya!" Coleen laughingly told her as she was sitting down. "Ang hot oh!"

"Huy, umayos ka Coleen ha?! Sumbong kita kay Mike!" she retorted, not really looking at the TV yet.

"Nood na, ano ka ba? Ay!! Jusko! May ganon pa talaga 'tong si Alden! Nakakaloka!"

"Ano ba kasi ya --"

She looked up and stopped, finally seeing what Coleen was raving about. There he was, the love of her life, in all black, dancing to a sexy dance, biting his lip as he gyrated his hips and danced with his fellow dancers.

She was mesmerized, especially when he was slowly stalking his way towards one of the pole dancers, his hot stare burning, reaching her even through the screen. She gasped loudly when he suddenly grabbed the pole and flipped himself upside down, turning with his legs up, his biceps straining as he carried himself on the pole.

She didn't say anything as his dance concluded and he was breathing heavily, smirking towards the cameras, thunderous applause and screams could be heard in the background.

"Woooh! Grabe! Ibang klase! Ang init nun ha? Huy - teka Meng. San ka pupunta? Huy! Di pa tayo tapos sa loot boxes ni Matti!"

She stood up and ignored her sister as she made her way towards their shared bedroom in their childhood home, phone in hand, furiously texting. She knew he wouldn't be able to reply not until he was done with his segment but she wanted to send it anyway.

I didn't know you could pole dance. Did you learn that while I was in Cali? I think I need a repeat performance. A private one.

She grinned to herself when minutes later, while she heard the commercials blaring from their TV in the living room, her phone pinged - signaling an incoming text.

Tonight? When I get back from Cebu.

She typed back, smiling, knowing that he wouldn't be able to take what she was going to say especially since she was sending these messages to him, one at a time.

I'll be at the condo.

Alone.

I can't wait anymore.

I need to see that core action.

Those thighs in motion.

That endurance and stamina you showed.

I need to feel those biceps.

I need to see you biting your lip.

As you move above me.

Similar to what you did when you flipped yourself over at the pole.

Can you do that for me, RJ?

Can you, love?

Then she put down her phone, put it on silent and waited for the inevitable, smirking to herself. She wanted him to feel what she felt while watching him dance that hot number. She wanted him hot and bothered like she currently was.

She wanted him. Period.

She didn't hear from him until SPS was done. And when she looked at her phone suddenly vibrating - she grinned.

Right on time.

RJ Love wants to FaceTime.