The Agreement

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A short series of harot drabbles that ends in The Calculator.

Sorry, I'm really just squeezing in a short update at a time while working on the manuscript for Chasing Sunshine and other things. 😊

Thank you for your patience.

xoxo,
Deng

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July 7, 9am:

The only time I don't like about waking up next to you is during those times when we have to immediately jump right out of bed and start our busy day. No time to lounge around in bed to cuddle and kiss and well... get busy with each other.

Today is one of those mornings. You were so exhausted from last night and overslept in the morning.

"Oh my god! Male-late na tayo, Love." You bolt right up when you wake up.

"Well, good morning to you too, Mrs. Faulkerson." I say rubbing my eyes and yawning.

I stretch and reach out to hug you but before the tips of my fingers can even touch you, you are already out of bed.

"Love, wala man lang bang kiss? Grabe siya oh." I pout.

"No time. We're late. Sorry, Love." You run towards me and give me a quick peck on the lips then rush to the bathroom.

"Sandali. Sabay na tayo maligo." I grin as I get out of bed.

"Okay." You answer already down to your underwear, stripping right there where you are standing by the doorway while talking to me casually like you have no idea what kind of hungry beast you are waking up in my loins.

"Pero mabilis na ligo lang ha? Male-late na tayo talaga kaya no touching and especially no kissing." You say.

My jaw drops as I look at you in disbelief. "Seryoso ka, Love? Alam mo ba kung gaano katinding torture yun? Ngayon pa nga lang..."

"Love, I'm sorry pero seryoso ni wala na nga tayong time para sa argument na to. Maliligo na ako." You say and go inside the bathroom.

I sigh in frustration and call from the door. "Wag na. Dun na ako sa kabila."

I march to the other bathroom and we take our shower separately.

Minutes later, we are in the walk-in closet. You have already picked out my clothes and are already half-dressed.

Your back is against me as you are choosing with shirt to wear. I walk over to you and slip my hands around your bare waist and kiss your neck.

"Love, ano ba? We really should get going." You protest.

"We really should." I breathe huskily on your skin as my hands glide up the soft skin of your sides seeking the warm firm mounds of your chest.

You twist out my touch and sigh as you face me. "Love, I'm really sorry. We can't do this right now. Magbihis ka na please." You say as you look into my eyes.

"Okay. Pero pa-kiss muna." I appeal.

You smile. "Sige. Isa lang."

"Isa lang." I whisper on your lips.

Okay na ako sa isa. Malayo na din mararating nun.

I eagerly press my lips on yours and start kissing you hungrily as you stroke my nape and kiss me back with equal fervor.

Within seconds, I manage to unclasp your bra and undo the button on your pants, one hand already cupping a soft orb and the other nestled between your legs. As soon as you realize it though, you push me away and glare at me.

"Richard Faulkerson Jr! Yung totoo? Nakikinig ka ba sa akin?!" You ask.

"Yes. Sorry, Love." I say with my head down, feeling ashamed of my behavior.

But really? Who could blame a man for lusting after his super hot wife?

I hear you exhale slowly before walking over to me. "You know I love you, right?" You ask as your slip your arms around my waist and seek my gaze.

I look into your eyes and smile weakly, still feeling a little embarrassed for losing control. "Oo naman. I love you too, Mrs. Faulkerson and more and more."

"Alam mo naman na kung pwede..."

I nod my head. "Alam ko. Sorry talaga."

"Stop saying sorry. Okay lang yan. Eto na lang. Pag kinaya mong i-control ang harot today..." You pause to lean closer to me and whisper seductively in my ear. "I will do whatever you want pag-uwi natin mamaya."

I gulp.

"Pag hindi kinaya, you clean and cook for two days. Okay?" You add.

"Okay. Pero ako lang ba dapat mag-control? Ikaw din." I whisper back as I gently stroke your sides up and down making goosebumps appear on your skin. "If you lose it, you'll do whatever I want for two days. Deal?"

You pull away from me and hold out your hand for me to shake. "Deal."

To be continued...

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Unbeta'ed and not proofread. Thank you for reading.

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