Differences of Love

Reconciliation

Elijah has planned to confront Lailah again. It has been a while, he thought. They have not talked to each other ever since. While they were separate, both have been masturbating about the other. It has become a habit of theirs. Both of them are guilty doing this, but Lailah is completely clueless about Elijah's sessions.

Thus, Elijah decided that he will also tell Lailah what he has done. He hopes to make Lailah more comfortable with him. He will love Lailah romantically, although he himself is not sure if he is doing this the right way.

Elijah thought he also loves Lailah at this point after his sinful sessions. He finds Lailah captivating and sweet. The more he imagines how much Lailah loves him, the more his heart melts like a caramel. Not only that, but the thought of Lailah started to give him an erection.

"This is it. I know Lailah is resting in our room at this time," said the determined Elijah as he walks back and forth, reviewing his plan.

He is nervous. He totally has no idea how Lailah will react. He even thinks Lailah hates him already. What if Lailah continues to shun him? Should he force her to talk to him? These lingering ideas may possibly scare Elijah, but he is dead set on fixing this problem of theirs.

Elijah breathed in, and then out. He walked towards their room and opened it without knocking.

"Lailah! I..." stuttered Elijah.

Upon looking at Lailah, Elijah realized she's naked. He saw her bare back and buttocks. As soon as Elijah called her name, Lailah was also startled. She looked back at him with a surprised face. She quickly grabbed a towel and covered herself while blushing, but she never let out her voice. She remained silent.

"I-I-I'm sorry!" shouted the flustered Elijah.

He quickly slammed the door close, and breathed heavily. Before he knew it, he already has an erection. He tried so hard to calm himself down. He needs to.

"Calm down. Calm... Down..." he said to himself.

The door opened and there was Lailah, finally dressed properly.

"Excuse me," said Lailah in an unwelcoming tone, as if he was a disturbance.

Elijah did not allow her to treat him like this any longer.

"Lailah. I want you to forgive me."

Lailah frowned and looked away, speechless. Elijah did not wait for her to say another word.

"I... Want to love you, too. I... Don't think I can take being alone anymore. Please..."

Lailah sighed. She understands, but she believes she is too sinful for Elijah. She also missed him.

"I also love you romantically. I also have m... Mas... Ugh..."

Elijah cannot seem to say that word in front of her. Lailah knows what he is about to say, but she wants to hear it from him. At this point, she is already shocked.

"Lailah, I also have masturbated about you!"

Lailah cannot seem to believe what she is hearing. Does this really mean her dreams came true after all? She is in complete disbelief and she just looked at him.

"Please tell me this is not a joke. You don't know how much this means to me," Lailah explained, nearly sobbing and her eyes swelling again almost instantly.

Lailah continued, "Elijah... P-Please tell me this isn't a hoax!"

Lailah's sobbing immediately went out of hand. Elijah himself cannot take looking at her crying.

"I love you, Lailah. This time, not as a sister, but something more. Come here, honey."

Elijah pulled the bawling Lailah into his arms, and wrapped them around her waist. Lailah's reaction was to cry more, finally able to rest her wild emotions kept inside her heart. Lailah's fingers clawed on Elijah's back, and she buried her face on Elijah's chest.

Elijah gave her a pat and smelled on her hair. He missed Lailah's scent.

"I'm here now... Yours. I missed this smell of your hair..."

"S-Same... I m-missed your scent, too!"

Starting from there, they started to trade compliments. They really are the twins at this view. Everything said by Elijah is returned by Lailah. They missed everything about the other.

Once Lailah calmed herself down, she finally giggled. Her giggles give Elijah joy in his entire life. They are music to his ears.

"You finally are laughing, honey."

"Why are you calling me honey? You silly... Willy."

Deep down, though, Lailah is happy to be called as such by Elijah. Lailah can only press her body against Elijah closer and harder. She hugged him very tight.

"L-Lailah... Wait..." the uncomfortable Elijah announced.

He still has an erection, and he does not want Lailah to find out. Now that Lailah has pressed her body to him, he can feel his bulge rubbing against Lailah's crotch, which finally made him blush, but he is still trying hard to hold back.

"L-Lailah... Hey..." called Elijah.

Lailah did not answer. Instead, Elijah can only constantly feel her hips moving due to his crotch being rubbed on. He cannot deny he does not like this. He, in fact, loves it. Does Lailah know I have an erect penis, Elijah thought. He certainly does not want her to know, but he stayed silent to continue this secret pleasure caused by Lailah.

They both stayed there, giving each other a long embrace, but Elijah is secretly turned on already. The happy and clingy Lailah just hugged Elijah tighter and tighter, and now her breasts press flat on Elijah's chest. Elijah cannot simply ignore this. He is obviously breathing heavily from physical pleasure, but he tried controlling it, hoping Lailah would not notice.

His bulge is being pressed on, and he likes it so much. He is enjoying this scene of nervousness and pleasure. Lailah seemed to keep moving, and motioning her movement to an extent where the bulge successfully inserted itself between Lailah's thighs.

His heart raced. He audibly moaned, but followed it up by clearing his throat to hide his moaning. He felt his bulge being sandwiched. Continuous movements make his cock feel heavenly. Elijah started to unknowingly rub Lailah's back. Elijah closed his eyes: he is near to ejaculation.

The random movements felt weird for Elijah, but it is a different kind of pleasure. Elijah was thinking that ejaculating caused by this event where in Lailah is just in front of him is extremely exciting.

Elijah's arms shook, his legs weakened. His bulge still felt pleasure from Lailah's thighs. Finally, he ejaculated. Elijah focused. He kept his moaning to a minimum, but it was no use. He is breathing heavily as he slowly released four dribbles worth of love juice. Each dribble was slow and long, so it was hard for Elijah to hold back. The release was filled with extreme pleasure, as if his love juice oozed out from his penis, but with little force applied.

"Are you alright, Elijah?" asked Lailah.

"N-No! It's nothing! Kya..." answered the ejaculating Elijah, still moaning and emptying his shaft.

After his ejaculation, his legs continued to weaken and failed to support his weight. He fell down the ground and sat for a while. He covered his wet crotch with his hands, still acting like everything is fine.

"Elijah! You just... Fell down. Are you really alright?"

"Y-Yes... I... Have to take a bath."

Elijah hurriedly ran to their room, then to the bathroom. From there, he cleaned himself. He wondered, did Lailah really discover what he just did? Or... Did Lailah did him intentionally?

"No... It can't be. She looked innocent and all... Or is she?" thought Elijah.

Elijah assumed Lailah did not know just to be on the safe side. Lailah was waiting for him to finish taking a bath. Once Elijah was done, they both set out to finally do tasks together again from this day and onwards.