Honey Moon

Cahaya

Feeling the bed sink beside him, he woke up and remembered what Daun did on their wife. 

Yaya looked at him tiredly but her eyes was still blooming with love. "Good morning." It was midnight and the cold air lingered around them. 

He silently nod at her. Seeing her scuttle close to him, he noticed that she was wearing a new nightgown. He hug her tightly, noticing that she was tired and sore from Daun's antics. "Did he made you suffer?"

She shook her head and tiredly closes her eyes. He continued, "I love how you can still keep up with me. Today is the sixth day. I know you are tired."

"It's okay. I can still keep up," she give a weak reply.

"Really?" He laughed. Yaya hid her blushing and tired face on his naked chest. He hugged her back.

"Rest for a bit, okay. We shall continue." He said at her now tired and sleeping face.

Looking at her, he touched her swollen face and lips and then to her neck. She was filled with new and old bruises. But even if his wife look beat up, he won't back down. 

He waited for a couple of minutes and run down his hands to her cold arms and down her thighs. He instantly felt hot and caressed her wife's thighs passionately until he felt her having goosebumps. 

Feeling excited, he was again on top of his beat up wife. He looked down at her sleeping face, "Wake up, Yaya. Look at me."

When Yaya didn't respond, he decided to give her a desperate hot sucking on her neck. He repeated, "Wake up."

Seconds later, his wife stirred up and he knows that the kisses he made her numb. 

"Yaya. Look at me," he demanding, catching her attention. 

When her tired brown eyes met his, he blushed at the sight under him. He managed to say, "I want you."

She hummed a response until she felt him rubbing his hands on her thighs. Locking his eyes to her, he constantly rub both her thighs. He was speaking in a desperate way, "Do you feel me now, Yaya?"

Again, his wife nodded at him as she started to blush. With his own petting, she was somehow aroused. 

"I will fuck you so hard that you can't even dare to walk for days." He growled making Yaya surprised at his words. Well, this one right here is the pervy Cahaya alright.

To her shock, Cahaya had pulled up her nightgown unto her hips. He licked at his tongue and glanced at her, "I will be the first one to lick and suck yours, Yaya. And fuck you so hard."

Yaya managed to stop him before he could even grab her underwear, "Please no!" This is probably her end. Knowing that for each night his new persona, he gets wilder and wilder. She had to stop him. "Calm down." She pushed back her nightgown and started to get him off her body. Even if her body hurts, she uses her gravity power to dismiss her, much to his displeasure. It's obvious that she didn't feel good. 

"Yaya!" He called her name in an angry voice as he saw her standing up.

"I'm not in the mood right now, Boboiboy. I'm sorry. I might pass out if we'll continue this."

He was fuming with anger, "That's unfair! I know what to do! Just let me do this. I promise I'll be gentle!" 

Yaya watched his angry eyes and shook her head, "No. Your eyes clearly speaks the other way around." She said in a flat tone. She was serious that she might pass out and this version of her husband had become the wildest. She started to walk away from him, limping.