Best Defense

Sweet Love

...Sean Danial Warner POV's....

Franda screamed for hours last night. It's not my fault, he's vanilla in the summer. When morning was about to arrive, I walked for a while to the window to close the curtains. I knew he must be exhausted, he even reached the top four times in my mouth, so I didn't want him to wake up in a hurry because of the rising sun.

"What was the name of the game, Sean?" ask Franda behind my back.

I was intrigued and felt challenged to remember the activities we did earlier. When the curtain closed, I turned around and immediately lunged at Franda's body wrapped in a thin dress. I kissed her and embraced her scent that sent my memories back in our good times. "Don't ask him again, or you want to scream again until your voice runs out. You've been making a lot of noise, Franda. Your body is also swollen. If you agree, we'll play that mouth game again when you're awake and recovering."

Franda hugged me with her eyes closed. "You're an expert." whispered.

I hugged him twice as tightly. "That's because you're amazing."

I don't know how long I've been asleep, when I opened my eyes, I found Franda in front of my eyes smiling softly while holding the stationery she pointed to my forehead. I grabbed her wrist, then rolled over and pulled her under my body.

"What are you trying to do to me, bad lady?" insistently, overlay his body.

Franda laughed under my control. Its natural aroma and mixed with whatever ingredients it applied to his body, excited me.

"I didn't do anything, honey" he replied spoiled.

I pushed my face into the curve of his neck. "No way."

Franda's body wriggled while I kissed her. The skin on my lips felt soft and warm. Because I was too excited, I opened my mouth and landed a slow bite there. "God, besides being naughty, you're also a liar, Franda. It's pretty obvious you wanted to stab my brain with that sharp object. Maybe after that you'll stab me in the heart with it too."

I heard Franda giggling. I smile every time I hear her feminine voice laughing. "Don't laugh, Franda. You've broken the law."

"I didn't do it, yeah. You're delirious, honey." she said in a more cheerful tone.

My lips rose from his neck to his ears. I kissed her from her cheeks, eyelids, forehead, nose, all the way to her tiny, reddish lips. Having satisfiedly marked my possession with a wet kiss all over her pretty face, I scooped her face gently and our gazes met. "Thankful, Franda?"

My current smile must be like a demon. I even squinted my eyes mischievously. My hand grabbed the stationery that was thrown beside Franda's body as I turned it over earlier, and now showed it to the front of her nose. "Proof evidence. Can't dodge."

"Oh, my goodness." Franda made a dramatic sound. "So now I've been caught red-handed?"

"Not yet." I held the growl behind my chest. I lifted his face and whispered on his red cheeks blushing, "your body is still dry. Maybe when you take a shower, I can just really catch you wet."

My puja woman's laughter exploded. He grabbed my shoulder, pulled me into his arms. We laughed together in bed and enjoyed this togetherness with each other by peeping and rubbing our faces. "Let's take a shower." Franda exclaimed to me after whispering to me that she wanted to pee.

I rubbed my nose against his nose for one more time before finally carrying him to the bathroom. "Come, we're wet, babe."

Franda ran away just like that as I lowered her foot onto the marble floor in the bathroom.

"Franda," I called out to him while whistling. My young soul rose up somehow. I'm intoxicated in love with a beautiful woman who fortunately is now my wife. I realized I was stiff and cold. But I always try to fit myself in to keep up with Franda. I'm ready to compromise and commit to it to keep him comfortable with me.

I want Franda to love me for who I am, but I also want her to be proud because her husband can be cool too. Oh my God, did I just smile and squint like a teenager?

"Yes," Franda caught up with me in front of the sink. "I just left you one minute, Sean. What's up?"

I looked at Franda from the sink mirror. "Are we going to have breakfast outside with the others?"

Franda nodded cheerfully. "Yes, Mia told me to get out. They've been waiting."

I'm nodding. "okay."

Franda hugged my arm, about to lead me to the shower. But then he stopped and furrowed an eyebrow looking at me from the same mirror. "Sean, my God, can't the writing on your forehead disappear?"

I just chuckled and scratched my head. "I don't understand, Franda. I tried to wash my face, but the writing didn't disappear at all."

Franda glared, "Is it permanent? Was the stationery I was wearing permanent?" Franda saw me for real, not from the mirror. He stood on his tiptoes and cupped my face. "Wire.. I remember I only carried non-permanent markers in a bag."

I smiled sincerely at him. "Silence, Franda. This is not a problem for me. I'm just afraid you're the one who's embarrassed about having to hold a guy with a scribble on your forehead. That's why I asked if we'd have breakfast outside. I just don't want you to get weird glances from people because of me."

"Honestly, if I'm even proud to carry your name on my face." I said.

I rubbed her long, sexy, wavy hair. "You're perfect, too, Franda. Let's take a shower, they're waiting, right?"

Franda nodded. "Yes..." And the next few seconds he was seen sighing in relief.

I asked with my eyebrows as we reached the shower cubicle.

"Oh my goodness, Sean. I almost wrote a wild word on your forehead. Good thing I canceled because I wanted it to be me on your mind, not the body part with the slightly naughty word that's your favorite part."

My forehead. "What did you want to write?"

Franda flicked her finger, asking me to come closer and lowered my head. I asked once more through the look in my eyes and Franda answered him while whispering a word she had previously wanted to write on my forehead.

I hit Franda's ass and growled at the naughty word. "Franda, you're really naughty."

Franda and I haven't acted much under the shower because we're in a hurry. But I can't miss the chance to kiss Franda's wet lips. I scooped her watery body up to the chest and pushed my mouth into her mouth. Franda.

I've almost lost control, wanting to hold him against the wall. But I held back that desire until my breath sizzled. "Do you want to have breakfast or stay here with me?"

"You know what I need more, Sean" he said softly with foggy eyes.

I blinked. "We'll have breakfast and come back here tonight."

Franda smile. I knew he would never resist the urge of my passion, he himself was always there and passionate for me. But it was too selfish to let Mom and the others have breakfast without us after a week apart. "Quick dry your body before I change my mind" I said, patting his butt.

Franda was aghast and laughed. He walked away from the shower and deliberately turned again to face me while shaking his plump and perfect body part. "Don't mess around, Franda. You know the others are waiting. But I don't promise to shut up if you play around that whole thing tonight."

Franda squeezed and gently kissed the beautiful part of her body until I had to grit my teeth in self-control. "Franda." I warned.

The woman like the goddess ran away before I could move from the shower. If she's slow for a second, I don't care if Mom's going to be disappointed or not. I am willing to accept the meaning from him. "Damn it," I said with a passionate desire while drying my body with a towel. "He's come back to me. I don't think he's gonna recover this fast."

I held both my hands up on the edge of the sink. I looked up from the counter surface and turned to look at my own face in front of the mirror. Looking back at the writing on my forehead makes me smile shyly. Sometimes I find it funny to be this crazy to fall in love with Franda, but the truth is she's the woman who's been driving my spirit. If she wanted to write her name again on my arm or around my chest, I was very willing.

But when I went back inside the room, the woman was bothering to look for ink removal liquid while she was drying her hair. I ruffled my waist and confirmed for the last time to her that I had no problem coming out with a face like this. After all, in my brain there was only his name. "Fuck people's mouths, in my brain there's only you, Franda."

Franda froze for a moment staring at my eyeball. If he sees something in my eyes, all those feelings are for him. He turned off the hairdryer, galloped around the bed, then hit my ass. "I don't promise to shut up if you're that romantic tonight. I've definitely pulled a towel from your waist." he said, even winking, following my style.

I laughed and dressed as quickly as possible. Franda was wearing a light and thin shirt that did not cover her curves at all, seducing me. "I have to be by your side until we get back to the room."

Franda approached me, and I stuck a finger to her finger and moved out of the room. I let Edward and Mia laugh until they frown at me and I smiled at them, while Mom just shook her head as she looked at us.

"Yes, John, I'm crazy because of your brother." I muttered to Edward, turning my eyes to Franda and my smile rose.

We immediately stepped together towards the car and I drove at medium speed towards a restaurant not far from the resort. Mother had said it was better to have breakfast at the resort, but I remembered there was a bistro that served a breakfast menu with fantastic taste. So I decided to take them there.

Arriving at the bistro parking area, Franda and I had gotten a glance since getting off the car to the front of the entrance. I lowered my chin to Franda's cheek and whispered to her at the door. "Those people don't know what they saw in my head it's still nothing. We've even made love in the car in the little alley."

Franda's shoulders trembled as she chuckled. He was leaning on my shoulder and we wanted to go in, catch up with the others. I was just about to open the door when a local man frowned at me from head to toe, then his eyes went back to my head. I put my shoulders down and smiled at him. "What's up, man? Have you never seen a man drunk in love?"

I turned my eyes around and realized there were more people staring at us. Lured by the gazes of all of them and feeling a little fed up, I grabbed Franda. Both of my hands raised his face and I kissed him in public. I don't know what I'm doing, if I need to, I want to burn this city down because of the heat of our relationship.

At first I heard nothing, as soon as I finished kissing Franda, there was a boisterous applause. An old woman even gave me a thumbs up. I blinked my eyes at the woman while opening the door. "Yes, Franda," I said, pointing to the eel. "did you see? Franda, this woman beside me is always in my brain."

The old woman patted me on the shoulder as I passed by. When we got inside, Franda grabbed me. "You're making everybody go crazy, Sean." I know he's proud. Obviously, this husband has increased self-confidence and is almost at an acute level of conceit.

"Let's go." I said, in a pretentious style. Put your hands to your hair and tidy up the collar of the shirt.

Franda twisting eyeball. "Basic handsome!"

I laughed and reached out to Franda's shoulder. "Let's eat. I'm hungry."