CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIFTEEN
Yang Jeongin's
"So, you came all the way here to cuddle?" Tanong ko habang nakahiga siya sa aking kandungan.
Inalis ko ang iilang hibla ng buhok na humaharang sa kaniyang mukha.
"Siguro oo dahil hindi mo ako sinipot nung nakaraan."
"Do you hate me?"
"Do you want me to hate you?"
"..."
"Stupid. No, no... I can't hate you. Ikaw dapat ang magalit. Kung sino-sino ang humawak sa akin, eew!"
Hyunjin hyung told me the story. And i feel really bad for my girl. Hindi ko alam na mapapahamak siya dahil lang sa paghihintay sa akin nung oras na yun.
"But i hate it even more you were with another woman that same day. Nakakaselos. Ano nga ulit pangalan nun?"
"Ms. Miyoung."
She's a stranger, but I was there when she gave birth to a baby girl. It was an emergency and I totally forgot about someone was waiting for me.
I kissed my girl just below her lips. And that's how we ignite the fire.
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It's two in the morning, and there's us, on the bed.
Mas ginaganahan akong pangunahan siya dahil sa kaniyang pagiging mahina ngayong nasa ilalim ko siya.
She's lovely and kind, letting me slip onto her skin.
"Ssh baby...do you want me to stop?"
"N-no."
Ayaw niya akong biguin. She always wanna try pain, suprise and happiness in all perfect way possible.
Every move and thrust is gentle. I gave her sweet gazes. I am holding her free hand, fingers between fingers.
We make love as much as the night grow colder and quiet. Only the shiver of pleasure is disturbing the bedroom.
I whinced a little when her fingers sucked on my skin. Paulit-ulit na kirot at pamamanhid ang inukit niya sa aking balat. It stings even more as my sweats drew in a fresh, open scratches she designed.
We touch with kisses, getting awed while looking at her each loveliest moment.
I pulled out before laying, face down on her unclothed chest. She's caressing my soaking, wet hair, while incredibly tired telling how happy she is.
Hinagilap ko ang aking shirt at nagkusa nang ibihis yun sa kaniya. Sa estado niya kasi ay mukhang hindi na siya makakabangon pa.
I kissed her early goodmorning. On her crown... and on her lips.
We just have shared a dream before we dive in a naked slumber. And sinks it all in.
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I've found lifetime at my eighteen. And i was after her since fifteen.
"Iyen..."
"Mmm?"
"Wake up,"
Bahagya lang akong nagmulat at nakita siyang nagsusumiksik na naman sa hubad kong katawan.
"I'm sorry, i didn't know na masasaktan pala kita."
She passed out after we made love. Hinayaan ko na lang rin ang kumikirot at mahahapding kalmot sa balat ko.
Tuluyan niya akong ginising sa pamamagitan ng paghalik sa aking dibdib. "Good morning...how are you?"
She giggles, "Happiest."
"And it hurts down there..."
Kumportable lang siyang nakaunan sa braso ko at sinasabayan ang ganda ng umaga. Bumuntong hininga ako, sabay halik sa kaniyang noo.
"P-pero kaya ko pa naman! Swear! We can do it again ngayon mismo!"
"Kung ano-ano na naman ang pumasok sa isip mo. I'm not dissapointed. Nag-aalala lang ako."
"Bakit?"
"I hurt you."
"It was sweet and i loved it. Huwag ka ngang praning."
She put her face on the crook of my neck, resting on my bared warmth.
I let her waste time with me, feeling us, breathing in sync.
