19 Qynlyn

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Two days later they stepped out of the woods leaving the chattering of the birds and the dry scent of oak. The two boys staggered out into a field with swollen feet. They huffed, their legs felt like stone. They were at the verge of collapse.

 Maverick looked back at them and said. “Ok we’re here.” He smiled, not giving them too much attention about their exhausted state.

 “Why did it take so long?” Itazuki asked. Ahead was a cottage. It looked like it was squatting and leaning to the left. He sighed, thinking back to those fanatic moments of coming here but not by his choice. Except hers.

 “Well I kind of forget where it was exactly.”

 “Yeah it’s been a long time since I have been here too.” As they walked closer to the house, Itazuki could hear her whiny voice in his head. Qynlyn had always complained, that was one of the reasons Itazuki didn’t want to see her back then. “And is she still a troll?”

 “Um.” Maverick paused. “Last I heard was that she grew out of that phase.”

 They reached the house that was situated at the bottom of a hill. Maverick knocked on the yellow door. The paint was starting to crack, it needed a repaint but preferably not yellow. 

“Just a second.” A voice from behind the door. Then came the sound of rushing footsteps. Itazuki’s heart pounded. He didn’t know what to expect. The door creaked open.

She screamed, “Ita!” Then jumped and wrapped herself around Itazuki. She kissed him and he got the taste of cherries in his mouth.  His nostrils filled with the aroma of chocolate. Her warmth overflowed his body. His body tingled with an unwanted arousal.  Itazuki had been cold too long, he almost forgot what this felt like, except, she wasn’t Oreana. Qynlyn was too quick for him to dodge but he pushed her off. She wasn’t ugly like he remembered. She filled the top of her dress well, leaving nothing to the imagination.

 Mar looked at her, she wore pink. Pink was one of the expensive colors. Her clothing and this house didn’t match.

“Qynlyn?” Itazuki said.

 “Yep.”

 Maverick busted out laughing, holding onto his stomach. This wasn’t what he expect either, a beautiful girl jumping on Itazuki and attacking him with a kiss. Lalo stood in envy.

 “Can I get a kiss?” Lalo asked.

 “Who is this? Ita?” Qynlyn smiled, her eyes wrapped tight around Itazuki.

“Uh that’s Lalo, and that little guy is Mar.”

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