Emotion Taster

Arc 4 New Stage: Chapter 60 - Amalia Vs Imarine

"..."

"..."

We both stared at each other, awkwardly and frozen for a while. I did not move, stared and waited for the next action from the opponent. Imarine also did not move, she stared blankly with a shocked look that seemed like she was also at a loss as to what kind of reaction she should have. And finally, Amalia did not move either, she stopped and peeked for a moment towards the back of her where Imarine came from the door.

"Ah, sorry to disturb you," said Imarine who immediately closed the door of her room.

"Wait, Ima— Ghkahk!?"

*hug

I haven't had time to finish my call, Amalia hugged my neck and head tightly with her left hand. My words choked, my breathing stopped and I needed to squirm in order to be free from the pain the girl was giving me.

"Whatever, Ivan. You can avoid using any excuse. I just don't want to interfere right now" said Imarine, who was still standing shutting the door in half.

I was there still trying to be free, breaking away from the tight embrace that sealed my breath and mouth to speak. Until then I can shift a little and make room for the airway out of between Amalia's body.

"Stupid, help me now— Ghk!?"

Amalia kept hugging me, she locked me up like an anaconda snake wrapped around its prey. I wasn't given a breath, I wasn't given a chance to move. But, at the same time, receiving this treatment from women instead aroused my other instincts.

Amalia's entire body temperature was felt on my skin, flowing from cloth to cloth, then continuing to heat up giving a conduction effect on my body. It was so sticky, when I retreated, at the same speed the girl advanced her body to keep her tight. Whereas, there I was sure my crotch was standing and rubbing against his body.

Imarine who saw my condition cornered began to open her heart. He pushed the half-closed door back to start the conversation.

"Yes, whatever. It's weird that I see you guys like this. So—"

"No!"

*hug

Suddenly Amalia cut. He shouted out loudly while strengthening the energy in his hands hugging me.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, stop! Just stop! No, don't talk to him!"

Hn-hmn's?

This time around, Amalia sounded more expressive. The calm attitude that teased and raised the previous lust seemed to disappear. He was the one who was more childish. His tone was high, being spoiled, a little pushy, and performing physical attacks as a supporting expression if he wanted to be defended.

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"..."

Imarine saw us. His expression changed from being annoyed to thinking disgust and stupid to the circumstances, turning into a worried face seeing the awkwardness there. Because, the confused there is not only Imarine, but also me.

"Hmrs ... Amalia? If you hug Kaivan like that, he'll—"

"Shut up!" cut Amalia with a rough snatch on Imarine. "Based on ghost******cow!" then continue with cruel blasphemy.

"Eh?" imarine's frozen response heard the blasphemy.

Eh?

And my same response to hearing that harsh sentence came out of Amalia's mouth, even though I was basically now unable to move much.

"Ka-Kaivan?" call Imarine who is slightly trembling with the situation there. "Amalia why?"

Ah, yes. Of course, Imarine was a quick-witted girl in this kind of situation. But ....

"I-I don't know."

Because in my point of view also Amalia is crazy right now. He came into the room without any promises and suddenly ambushed me like that. But, this awkwardness does not mean without clues, everything changes following the senses I feel.

"But, hknm! Emotion wave—"

"Don't!"

"Gkh!?"

Tighter grip from Amalia.

"Don't! Anyway don't! You can't talk to him!" yelling Amalia interrupted our conversation.

Huh uh?

It's true that I always considered Amalia one of the troublesome girls. But, I didn't expect that the level was so great that I had to be that ridiculous selfishness.

"Amalia, relax. First, you need to get rid of Kaivan—"

"Why!? Let's what!? Let's get you guys excited again?"

"Me-mesra?" rephrase Imarine in a high tone asking confusedly.

I can feel it, an atmosphere that even I can understand. There formed awkwardness that abstract direction.

"Not pretend to be stupid. I know, you guys are often alone, you guys talk together often, you guys are often gombalin too. Kaivan is rarely like me."

"Huh!? No, when am I like Kaivan?"

"No, no, Amalia. It's not friendly, I'm just helping Kaivan—"

"Rubay ... Hmn ... Lalala~ Terseluj~ I did not hear," said Amalia disturbing Imarine's sentence like a selfish little child. He continued to make noisy room conditions until I was there also could not hear Imarine's sentence clearly.

"Huft .. hah ... Okay, stop, Amalia!" lamented Imarine who sighed and tried to end the silliness. "You got magic again, didn't you? Calm down first ... first you must release Kaivan—"

"No! I won't let go, I won't let go until I'm done friendly with him. More friendly than you just now."

"Hmj!" Choking on Imarine veins in his throat. "I-I'm not like Kaivan!" then he continued with a loud scream of high sentences.

"Times!?" said Amalia who was fishing. "Why did you come here? The malem-malem? The last one? Would you like to tempt Kaivan to use ******your cow? Ha?"

"Huh!? That flirtatious Kaivan is just you here!"

"Indeed, it's true. I'm here for both Kaivan. And I also have no intention of playing three, so you're just mending back."

"Bertiga—? Huh?"

The conversation flows in different directions. Amalia kept her selfishness, she wanted to keep me away from Imarine and still exploit this situation alone for herself. Although Imarine tried to be neutral, he was provoked several times by the words of Amalia.

I didn't say Imarine was temperamental right now. Amalia's condition this time is annoying. I can understand that people will yell back. Moreover, as he grew more and more discussed sensitive matters.

"Bent, Amalia—"

"What's!? Whyyy!? Don't tell me you want to play three?"

"Stupid—"

"Am I not enough for you?"

"Not that—"

"Did you rather have her that big? You said you wanted to squeeze my chest, right!?"

"Hhh!?"

Point sensitive points finally reached me as well. Amalia said this out loud which Imarine could certainly hear on the other side.

"Kaivan ...?" call Imarine to wrinkle her face with a question.

His look then cut my heart. I could feel a wound in the narrow eyes that looked at me lowly. Now I understand how Imarine felt when she got charged with a sensitive sentence just now.

"No," I said, trying to explain to Imarine the truth. "No, I was— at the time"

*hug

"Gkh!?"

But Amalia still wouldn't allow it. For the number of times he put the strength to squeeze my body tightly. Although there was a gentle feeling in the various parts of the body that clung to me, but the power at that time was big enough to torture my breathing path.

"Why are you talking again? Why don't you guys beat me up?" said Amalia who kept hugging me tightly was like a magnet that could not be separated. "Am I just playing around? Am I going to be dumped now? Wh why? Me ... I .. Why are you all getting me?"

*Sniff, sniff

"Hmmn ... hmn?"

The atmosphere began to change again. The waves of sweet emotions I felt since Amalia attacked me slowly disappeared fading with the wind from outside the room.

The grip strength of Amalia loosened, replaced by a breath of exhaustion and sobs that I did not understand her point. The insanity he showed, a hysterical shout like a possessive girlfriend, all perished and left the appearance of a girl with tears.

Amalia squirmed a little, she rubbed her face in a shuffling manner to wipe the tears on her cheeks, she softly grumbled with her fists pulling the clothes and bed sheets in exchange for her expression.

The movement, the breath that was bloating with the cries in my arms, it all made me melt into a new feeling. Although I was still confused, but the frustration that had just disappeared was erased.

*sniffs

"Kaivan," called out to Amalia with her slightly broken voice. "I love everything I can. But, why do you think you're gini?"

"What is gini .. how is it?"

"The longer I'm the more rasain you are. I'm afraid, I'm afraid you're missing. I want to get you, but I'm also afraid you're in pain because of me, you didn't like being close to me from the beginning. That's why I want to give you something, but you refuse. I don't understand, I don't understand, but if other people you can just accept it. I'm afraid you're going far. I'm afraid that I'm not good now."

"..."

I could only blink twice, looking up at the ceiling receiving those hugs, cries, and heartbreaking sentences without knowing what they meant. I asked Imarine for help.

*close

But, on this occasion he actually gave up. The big-breasted girl backed out of the room and closed the door slowly to leave us both. At this point, Imarine seems to think that leaving is a wise choice. Her presence from the beginning also did not really calm Amalia.

Huft .. hah ....

Really, what's wrong with the women around me? What happened to Amalia?