And in the end I drown,
You push me down down
Franki started to sway to the tempo of the song, flinging her hands around, and bobbing her head. As she waited for the beat to drop, she couldn't help but gawk at the girl before her: Diana herself was dancing to the rhythm of the music, eyes closed, lower lip bit, looking like she didn't give a fuck at the world. Wow, what a work of art, Franki thought.
Remember when during New Year's Eve, Franki's world slowed down when she looked at Diana while fireworks erupted in the skies? Well it was happening all over again for Franki, except now, aside from the alcohol, there were butterflies that were erupting in Franki's tummy too. And it fucking felt like the butterflies brought friends over - maybe dragonflies - because when Diana pulled Franki closer and wrapped her hands around Franki's neck, Franki. Lost. It.
"I think I want another drink" Franki said all of a sudden, pulling Diana's hands from her neck, turning to strut back to their spot. She didn't even wait for a reply or glance over her shoulder because she knew Diana would be following her.
"Uhh, okay" the confused Diana replied, and as expected, trailed behind Franki to their empty table. Argel and Kiara were still nowhere to be found.
Diana sat on the bench while Franki stood at the left side of the table observing the crowd. She was contemplating on her next moves and she couldn't bring herself to look at Diana.. not yet.
Diana, completely oblivious to whatever was happening to Franki, started pouring them more shots. "Hey Franki, you know how you said you wanted to do body shots earlier?" she then asked casually.
At this point, Franki finally batted Diana a look, "What? When did I say I wanted to do body shots?" she asked as she accepted the full shot glass Diana offered and downed the liquid. Franki couldn't tell if the alcohol still burned her throat by the number of shots she's taken tonight, but she was loving the effect it had on her.
Diana blinked as Franki's question decoded in her brain. She didn't know why she asked what she asked. Honestly. They didn't talk about Franki wanting to do body shots but Diana thought she saw that fact when she looked at Franki's eyes earlier. Or okay maybe it was the alcohol, whatever, Diana thought as she chugged her own shot in a second.
Franki reached for the bottle again to pour them another drink making Diana stare at her companion intently. "Akala ko ba 'we better not get hammered tonight' huh Franki?" Diana piped up, smirking playfully at Franki.
Of course the smirk lasted only for a second because before Diana could register what was happening Franki had subtly pushed her so she was leaning on the backrest of the bench and Franki straddled her right then and there, trapping her to her seat. Breathe Diana, Breathe! Diana's thoughts shouted as blood rushed to her face. Bakit ba ang hilig hilig ni Franki umupo sa lap ko? She inwardly raved, trying to keep her mask in check, but failed. Gusto mo naman eh, she heard a small inner voice reply.
Tangina. Alak pa more, Diana!
"So your offer got me thinking.." Franki started as she held onto Diana's shoulder, her eyes lighting up playfully, as she repositioned herself and started moving her face towards Diana's ear, "I think I'll do the body shots now" she husked in Diana's ear.
Diana shivered, not knowing if it was from the way Franki had said the words or the sudden cool breeze that came from the sea. It took all of Diana's willpower to prevent her body from responding to Franki's touches. In fact, Diana was contemplating on pushing Franki away, she really was, but Franki brought her hand forward, swept all of Diana's hair to one side of her neck, leaving one side completely exposed, and started placing salt on Diana's skin.
"This is how you do it right?" Franki probed, batting her drunk unfocused eyes innocently at Diana.
"Uhh," Diana stammered. Is Franki serious? Diana's stare at Franki was relentless and the latter only grinned in return before she chugged the tequila and licked the salt on Diana's neck. Okay maybe lick was an understatement because it wasn't only Franki's tongue doing the work, but her teeth too. And as Franki continued to nip at the patch of skin, dark brown eyes disappeared behind eyelids and Diana breathed out, "Oh, fuck." Diana's hands reached down and clutched at the bench. "Franki" she continued, huffing, "Franki no, I don't think that's how you do it" Diana protested, but proceeded to crane her neck to give Franki space anyway.
"It's not?" Franki teased, making sure her tone remained innocent, "Wait I think I need more salt."
Diana couldn't exactly hear what Franki was saying anymore or what in the fuck was happening because Franki had enclosed a new spot on her neck and there was teeth and tongue, and pulling and sucking and Diana was drowning in extreme euphoria. "Oh my God" Diana moaned out, licking her own lips in pleasure. Diana was a sucker for neck kisses, a fact which Franki knew, by the way.
Franki giggled when she felt Diana shudder under her. Franki wasn't sure what she was doing but she didn't stop to think; all she knew was the alcohol was giving her the enough push she needed. She started searching for Diana's hands, which she found were gripping the bottom of the bench, knuckles white. Wow even in this situation, Diana is a gentlewoman.. Okay keep it together Franki, Franki reminded herself.
Gaining her composure, Franki tugged on Diana's hands and placed them on her own waist. When she finally felt Diana's grip, which to her signaled how much Diana liked what she was doing, Franki shifted so her lips were directly hovering over Diana's earlobe.
Diana clamped her eyes shut as she tried to steady her breathing, which was a very difficult task, as she felt Franki's warm puffs on her ear and her jaw. Her thoughts went into a frenzy as Franki latched her lips onto her earlobe and then to a spot just under her ear, sucking and soothing with her expert tongue.
"Just tell me stop and I will, Diana." Franki purred.
Aba putangina. Ganyanan Franki ah.
Diana found herself challenging back, "I don't think you want to stop, Franki." sudden confidence evident in her tone. Diana's reply made Franki lean back and raise her right brow at Diana, a playful smile on her face.
Franki was so alluring, her scent so intoxicating, that Diana had to resist the urge of giving in to her inhibitions. She trapped her own bottom lip with her teeth hoping it would help her desist and, maybe, also, in an attempt to rile Franki up.
Franki tsk tsked before she leaned forward, her mouth lingering over Diana's own making the latter gulp. Franki then placed a quick kiss on Diana's jaw just below her lips before murmuring, "speak for yourself, Diana." Then Franki winked as she stood up acting as if nothing happened.
"Oy, hingi naman alak!!" came Argel's voice as the flustered, frustrated and confused Diana saw him and Kiara finally walk back to the table.
