Gavino (Mafia System)

Jealous

A small bed in Gress's flat bears witness to the struggle of two forgotten human children.

Both of them are looking for the best position for each other, so that it can be fun for both of them. Without caring about the messy bed.

A few moments later.

"Huhffl..."

A long breath sounded from Gavino's mouth. While sighing, faintly sounded beside him.

"Sorry Gress. L'm... I can't help myself. So..."

The cup!

Gress stops Gavino's voice, who has not finished saying her words. By kissing Gavino's lips, making Gavino was shocked, with the behavior of the girl he had just wrestled with earlier.

He thought if, Gress would beat him up, abuse him, or whatever it was for his out-of-control actions.

"I want it Gavin too. So don't apologize. I'll feel guilty if you say it again."

The words spoken by Gress, made Gavino smile. Then shower Gress' lips with kisses that make them want again and again.

But the activities of the two of them did not make them forget, if there is a college assignment that still has to be done.

So, after finishing doing their umpteenth time hot activities. Now they are busy doing the college work that was delayed.

The two of them did the task, with occasional interspersed with long jokes and kisses. But in fact they can hold it in such a way, so that the task is completed.

The cup!

"Finally it's done too."

Gress kisses Gavino's lips again quickly. By the time the two of them finished working on the lecture task that should have been completed earlier.

"Gresses. Stop teasing me or you won't be able to walk tomorrow!" threaten Gavino, because he doesn't want to make Gress tired.

"Sorry Gavin. I'm always tempted to kiss her" Gress said by touching Gavino's lips with her index finger.

"Is this for the first time for you?" ask Gress suddenly.

Gavino just nodded, without answering him in a voice.

"Emhhhh.. deserved."

Gress murmured indistinctly, with what she felt at the time of wrestling with Gavino earlier. Because Gavino's body was shaking violently, even though his face was made as calm as possible.

But Gress, who was a little experienced, certainly knew. Where men are accustomed to free life, with the unaccustomed.

"Aren't you also the first time with me?" ask Gavino back.

Gavino knew he was the first one to enter Gress' core. Because it was difficult for him to break in. And once successful, it turns out that there is a wall torn apart, then after it with blood that comes out mixed with clear liquid that makes it more slippery.

Moreover, Gress also had time to scream in pain, before finally biting Gavino's shoulder. So that his voice would no longer come out.

"Sorry, I made you sick when I bit you earlier" said Gress, flushed with embarrassment.

Both are inexperienced. But neither did they admit it. Because in a free country like the one in Europe or America, people like this will be considered abnormal and stupid.

Not stupid in the real sense, but because they do not have a wide association. Because the freedom to get along is equated with a very important experience.

But it turns out that Gavino and Gress are not among the people who embrace such freedom. Although in the end, right now the two of them were also doing just that.

But the age of those who have not been spelled out as teenagers anymore, certainly can be more mature. In response to the situation they are doing.

The question asked by Gavino, made Gress surprised.

"Hi Gavin's. Forget everything. I demand nothing from this incident. We do it in a way like and like, and want to be the same. I won't ask for more. Trust Gavin."

Actually Gavino is quite worried about the state of Gress, who is a freshman. Not from Italy itself.

She was afraid that something would happen to the girl, after the incident.

"What. emhh... You're going to Paris Gavin?"

Suddenly, Gress asks Gavino a question about what she heard in class.

"You hear me talking to someone on the phone?" ask Gavino back, before answering Gress's question.

"sorry. I didn't hear it."

"Hum..."

Hearing Gavino's vague murmur, Gress looked at the face of the young man who had just taken his crown. He wanted to know what Gavino would tell him.

"Yes." Yeah."

The answer given by Gavino is just one word, which makes Gress want to know more.

"Do you want to see that girl?" ask Gress again, who knows a little about Bianca.

Gavino's former schoolmate, who is currently studying, took up a designer school. In the city of fashion and the country that got the nickname of the center of fashion around the world, namely in the city of Paris, France.

"Gresses. I'm not going to Paris to go sightseeing or see Bianca. No. gabe. I went for a job and a job I had to do there."

Gavino gives Gress an explanation, so that Gress does not feel ignored by him. Because he should leave in the near future.

"Duty, job?"

Gress does not know what the task and the job Gavino is saying to her. He only knew that Gavino was still a student, who had no other job.

"Yes. There are tasks and jobs I have to complete." Gavino repeated the sentence again, to convince Gress.

"That's why! You miss your girl the most?" asked Gress in flames.

Gavino's forehead frowned in wonder, looking at Gress's attitude that became possessive like this.

'She why? Is Gress feeling jealous because I'm going to Paris. Who does he think I'm going to see Bianca?' gavino wondered. With Gress's change of attitude now.

But seconds later, while Gavino was still silent and did not answer her questions, Gress said. "sorry. Shouldn't I ask what interests you're doing in Paris. It's none of my business nor is it my territory to ask."

Hearing Gress' words just now, makes Gavino aware, if Gress is currently on the verge of jealousy.

Gress is jealous, fearing that Gavino will meet Bianca in Paris.

"Are you jealous of Gress?" attack Gavino with a question that leaves Gress red on her facial skin.

He must be ashamed, because he was caught being jealous. Only a moment ago, they both felt happiness and satisfaction in what they did.

"Are you jealous?" asked Gavino again, which made Gress immediately hide her face. Covering it with his own two palms.

"Speak Gress!" pinta Gavino, for the girl to speak truthfully.

"Emmmhh..."

The murmur was unclear, heard from Gress' mouth, which was still covered with her own palm.