Tempt Me

Tempt Me

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R18. I stared at her dumbfoundedly as she took her clothes off right in front of me. "W-wait!" I stopped her as she snapped the button of her jeans open. "What?!" she said, irritated. She stood in front of me not minding that she's on her black brassiere and the fly of her jeans is open, exposing her black underwear. "U-uhh..." I find it so hard to speak. She looked so... distracting. "What a-are you doing?" I took my eyes off of her and looked at my hands instead. "Isn't it obvious?" I looked up at her and I felt my face up to my ears burn with heat when I saw that she took off her jeans already. She was on her undies only, for Pete's sake! "Damn! Can't you change your clothes in the bathroom?!" I stood up and paced around my room. I raked my hand through my hair frustratedly. "Who says I'm changing my clothes?" I took a glance at her and regretted doing it the moment my eyes landed upon her. Because there she was, stark naked inside my room. Right in front of me. Damn!
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"No! Stop!" I could see her fading silhouette. She keeps on walking away just like the way I dreamt of her every night. 'No! Please don't walk away. I need to see your face. I need to know your name. I need to find you.' But I know that it wasn't enough. If there's anything that she's good at, it is into dodging people away. "Please!?" I almost beg. "I need to see you. Just stop." I keep on running and chasing after her. But like in every dreams, she kept on slowly fading away. And I could feel the same emptiness within whenever I've dreamt of this. It starts with her fading hands. Like a human form that's painfully breaking into tiny crystallized pieces that's scattered into thin air, she's dissolving in an incredibly fast-paced. "No. Please don't!" I could feel the tears that's running down on my cheeks as I try to grab her fading hand. "No! No!" As if there's a heavy rock on my chest, my breath starts to heave. I could feel the hollow emptiness within and the contradictory feeling of being crushed beneath.

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