"You know, you shouldn't have done that," Kilo finally spoke as he dabbed the cuts on my face with the warm rag. I flinched and he moved it away, dipping it back in the tub full of warm water.
My head rested on the wall of the tub, "I know, I just want to go home, Kilo." I moaned as he lathered my body with soap.
"I know how you feel," He sighed uncontently.
I lifted my head and opened the eye that wasn't swollen shut, "What do you mean?"
"My uncle brought me out here with him a few years ago. I haven't seen any of my other family since except for my dad Luke." He admitted.
"Hey, my dad's name is Luke." I giggled.
"Yeah... Uh, lift your arm." He stammered.
"This is really nice of you despite how rude I was to you." I stated, not necessarily wanting to say sorry.
"Yeah well," He shrugged, "I'm sorry about this situation you're in. I just wanted a friend. I haven't seen a girl since I was fifteen."
"How old are you now?" I asked curiously.
"Twenty-one." Kilo responded.
"Wait, you said you've been here for five years," He nodded, "So, you weren't in on kidnapping me?"
He shook his head, "Honestly, no. But, I won't ever call you baby again... If that's what you want."
"...Do you... Like it here?"
"Not really, why?"
"I was thinking, your Uncle let's you do whatever." I leaned closer and whispered, "We should run away."
His eyes grew wide, "When?"
"A few days from now... When he's out." I answered.
Kilo unplugged the tub and helped me out. He grabbed a towel off of the counter and sat down before pulling me towards him. He looked up at me and began to dry me off never breaking eye contact.
The fact that he didn't know about this whole thing made me not want to regret what we did the other night. It made me want to want to do more. I knew we couldn't though. I'd hurt his feelings.
Kilo dropped the towel and kissed the middle of my stomach. His lips on me made me shudder. He stood up and pushed my hair from my neck and kissed. Maybe I did need this to release some stress. It just felt so wrong. He stopped for a second, picked the towel up and hung it in the upper right corner of the bathroom.
"What's that for?" I asked as he brought his body closer to me.
"Cameras, cameras are everywhere. No one needs to see us." He breathed before pressing his lips onto mine.
His smooth hands ran up and down my body, gripping and groping every inch of me. Finally, his hands settled on the warmth between my legs as he fondled with my sensitivity. My head went back as he rubbed my clitoris roughly until pressure built itself in the pit of my stomach. My shrill cries echoed through the room until he kissed me to shut me up.
"Shh," He warned as he set my body on the counter between the two sinks.
He kissed me some more and then stepped back to strip himself of his clothes. He positioned himself at my entrance.
"Tell me if it hurts too much," I nodded, my lips tucked into my mouth.
"Be gentle," I whimpered as he slowly pushed his length into me.
I don't even understand myself anymore.
What do you guys think about Lana and Kilo? Is it cute, or is she just being dumb? Vote, too! Oh, and I decided to change Kilo's character from that random guy to A$AP Twelvyy to keep the whole theme going. Peace.
-Ahzae
