TS1: The Breeze Of His Love

Chapter 10

There's an explicit scene below. Please do skip if you aren't ready for it. Thank you!

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I devoured his torrid kisses. His hands explored my body. I could even hear my dress getting torn apart because of his aggressive touches.

"Fuck!" I moaned as he gently yet roughly massaged my mounds.

"You like that?" He asked, staring at me with his eyes filled with so much lust. His deep breath was fanning my face. It felt so hot. What could I expect? He's fucking sick.

"Dagger, you're sick!" I said, reminding him that he's sick but I couldn't even stop myself from fighting his tongue.

Muli akong napa-ungol sa halik nito. Nakapupukaw, at nakapagliliyab ng libog ang magagaspang at agresibo nitong pagmasahe sa aking dibdib.

Bahagya akong napa-urong nang sumagi sa isipan ko ang pang-iinsulto nito sa akin.

"I can't fucking do this. You're fucking man in origin! And you will never be a woman!"

"No!" I said unconsciously. Natigil ito sa paghalik sa akin. Ang kanyang malalim at mapupungay na mata'y mariing nakatitig sa akin.

"No. I can't do this. I'm sorry," I said. His hands fell down, and seemed like he went back to his senses.

"You're sick, Dagger. You're supposed to be sleeping now," sabi ko sa kanya at umalis sa kanyang kama.

Inayos ko ang damit ko pagkatapos ay kinuha ang bimbo at ng lalagyan nito. Umalis na ako sa harapan nito at pumunta sa kitchen.

I mentally slapped myself. What the was happening on me? Why did even let him to that?

Nagsalin ulit ako ng panibagong tubig sa plastic container at bumalik ulit sa kuwarto niya.

He has already changed his clothes. He's now wearing a loose tee, and gray pajama. Naka-upo ito sa kanyang kama. Napatitig ito sa akin nang mapansing pumasok ako. Saglit itong napatitig sa hawak kong bimbo at plastic container.

I felt my cheeks heat, remember what we just did awhile ago. Nahihiya man ngunit agad rin akong lumapit at umupo sa kama nito.

"Higa ka na," I said in calm voice. Ang kanyang mapupungay at malalalim na mga mata'y napako sa 'kin. Hindi ko 'yon mabasa pero wala itong bakas na pandidiri gaya no'ng dati. Hindi nang-iinsulto. Hindi rin ito mababakasan ng galit.

"I am sorry," he apologized. His eyes were filled with sincerity. I couldn't see the wildness he had shown me awhile ago in him. How quick was that?

"It's okay," I smiled. "Go, lie your body. Kailangan kitang lagyan nito para mawala ang init mo."

Sabi ko sa kanya. Anong init ba ang kailangang mawala? Humiga na ito sa kama. I then gently put the towel on his forehead. Hindi ko alam kung tama ba itong ginagawa ko o hindi but I've already seen this many times on the television.

"Do you have class tomorrow?" Tanong nito sa akin. Syempre, oo. Hindi pa naman weekends.

I nodded, "Yes."

"Then sleep," that sounded not a request but a command.

"You're sick. After mong matulog, matutulog ako," sabi ko sa kanya. Hinawakan nito ang kamay ko na hawak-hawak ang bimpong nakapatong sa kanyang noo.

"You do not have the responsibilty to take care of m-"

"But I cannot just let you sleep here dyin-"