Give Me Your Hand's

Last Night in Paris

The Turkish couple remained at the Eiffel Tower until the tower lights were on at its last hour, one in the morning. The lovers of romantic atmosphere one by one began to leave the tower courtyard.

“It looks like you've started getting sleepy.” Kenan sees Ivy yawning a few times, when they just got into a taxi.

“Hmm.., it looks like.” Ivy rested her head on the back of the passenger seat and lowered her body.

Kenan directly draped his arm on Ivy's shoulder and pulled the woman's body closer to him. Now Ivy's head rests on Kenan's sturdy shoulder. Gradually the woman's eyelids closed.

Entering the early morning, it looks like the life that has another name City of Light is increasingly shining in the middle of the dark night. It was as if life there never ended and knew no night. The taxi they ride through rows of cafes and nightclubs filled by visitors with various hair colors.

The bodies wrapped in thick coats went in and out and went from one place to another. Along the sidewalks, ranging from long-legged to short-legged men stepped their feet, as if to measure how long the sidewalk that surrounds the city.

The blue taxi stopped in front of the lobby of the three-star hotel where they were staying. That stop made Ivy instantly wake up from his sleep and release Kenan's embrace. The woman took out her by-pass card to pay for their trip.

“It turns out your magic card is very useful,” Kenan ledek accompanied by laughter.

“Of course,” replies Ivy who closed one of her eyelids in front of the man.

Kenan immediately took his lover to climb the stairs to the second floor, where their room was located. As soon as the door of the room opened, Ivy was surprised. The ceramic floor was filled with broken glass, an electric kettle made of aluminum fell near his feet and the instant coffee wrap scattered everywhere. His eyes bead saw his bed that was filled with some of his clothes and Kenan's that had not folded neatly.

“You destroyed all this?” Ivy asked with a frown on her forehead. He saw Kenan's face and the floor of his room alternately.

Aaron's son just scratched his head and let out his thin smile, realizing that Ivy would definitely scold him for making a mess in their room.

“That time, because..” Kenan could not continue his words

The Victor princess simply shook her head and exhaled heavily. The woman had thought, must be because of the message she wrote a while ago. From the tail of his eyes, he saw that little note was already on the floor. He took a white note with the tip of his head there is a lotus flower logo. He tore the paper containing his handwriting and threw the paper into the trash.

Ivy used a thick cover of notes to collect broken glass and herded it into a corner of the room. While Kenan just stood there watching his girlfriend clean up all the mess he had made.

The man could only damage everything around him with anger. But with patience Ivy cleaned up the scattered remnants, folded back their clothes and put them in a suitcase.

The woman did so calmly, without even scolding Kenan. Within a few minutes, their room was clean and tidy.

“You look tired, but coming home I gave you a job to clean up all this. Why don't you scold me or ask me to help you?” kenan asked as he put his arms around Ivy's waist. The woman had just come out of the bathroom in her sleeping pajamas.

“Being at you makes me even more tired,” replied Ivy. “You want to get your punishment?”

Kenan scrunched his forehead, he saw Ivy's smiling face with a million mysteries. “Tell what the punishment is?”

With a slight tiptoe, Ivy held both of Kenan's cheeks and kissed the man's lips first. The mustachioed face looked red blushing getting punishment from Ivy.

“If this is the punishment, I will break all our belongings every day,” Kenan said with a smile and his little laugh after he felt what it was like for Ivy to punish him.

“It's just a warm-up. The real punishment is...”.

Ivy took one of the pillows and pushed Kenan out of the room. He gave the pillow to his lover and locked the man from the inside.

Inside the room, Ivy laughed giggling while covering her mouth. While Kenan smiled wryly while rubbing his face violently.

“Ivy...,” Kenan whines at the door, like a whining little boy asking his mother for lollies. “Open the door...”

“Ivy..., are you this tired of me?”

Kenan put his earlobe on the door leaf. He did not hear any sound in the room.

“Has she slept? Is this time he seriously punishing me for sleeping outside? Oh...,” muttered Kenan while hugging his white pillow and looking at the plain ceramic floor that seemed to be waiting for his body.

“Honey..., do you want me to break down the door?” asked Kenan his soft voice.

“Honey..., do you have the heart to make me cold here?” This time his voice sounded clear.

Kenan's seduction didn't seem to work, Ivy never opened the door to his room. The man twisted his brain, looking for a way for Ivy to allow him to sleep inside.

I'll be a snow doll, if I sleep outside tonight….

“Honey..., if you don't want to open the door, I'll go and find a Parisian woman for me to date!” threaten Kenan with a little laugh.

A few seconds later, someone opened the room. Slowly the brown door opened.

Yup! He opened the door….

But that was not as he expected. A cold splash of water immediately soaked Kenan's head and his sleeping pajamas. Ivy showered the man with a bottle of water. As a result the welcome made Kenan's jaw look vibrating.

“Ask your Parisian woman to change your wet pajamas!” Ivy exclaimed with her face looking angry.

His hand instantly pulled the handle of the door he was about to close back, but the black-haired man moved faster than he expected.

Kenan held the door with one of his legs and threw the pillow in his hand. Aaron's son immediately turned Ivy's body to face him. The brown lips instantly wrapped up the plain thin lips without any lipstick pulses, holding them in place and not letting them slip.

The srikandi's eyelids immediately widened after a sudden attack launched by the arjuna. He wanted to let go, but it seemed too late. The wet pajamas had stuck to his pajamas.

The man pushed his body slowly without letting go of the touch of his lips, the two muscular arms were coiled under his waist. Using his feet, Kenan closed the room door.

Now Aaron's son led Ivy to the edge of the bed. That tongue-and-buckle game made them repeat back to what they had done a few hours ago in the Eiffel Tower. Both of their eyelids were closed, as if unaware that the early hours of the day were coming to an end.

The slender body was like a leaf that fell slowly on the white ground covered in a muscular body. The sighing just slid from Ivy's mouth when the boneless organ found a niche in his neck.

When the arjuna's teeth were pinning down the niche of his row, the srikandi opened his eyelids. The woman is between the awareness and the pleasure she feels. Her thin lips were now free without any obstructions. When the arjuna was about to unbind his pajamas, he pushed the man's body away from him.

“Down, don't!” ivy moans while her hands hold her pyjamas ties so as not to be released.

The dark gray eye bead opened as soon as Ivy heard the moaning and immediately stopped the action. The man held his body with both palms to slightly raise it upwards.

His breathless breathing began to sweep the oval-shaped face. He looked at the look on the woman's face with a pleading expression and his reddened bead.

Kenan settles down next to Ivy. He rubbed his face violently and ruffled his dense black hair.

Not because Ivy rejected him, but because he realized how stupid he was who could not control his manly desires.

Her eye bead caught a grain of clear liquid flowing from the corner of her lover's eye, while the woman simply stared at the still-lit ceiling of the room.

“I'm sorry..” said Kenan softly while holding the palm of Ivy's hand.

“I... I'm not ready.. do it.” Ivy's voice sounded stammering.

Victor's daughter wiped her own tears, took a pillow nearby and placed the thing containing the goose feather on top of a long, moss-green sofa.

Kenan was just stunned to see Ivy who chose to sleep on the sofa.

The man dragged both his legs towards the bathroom. A cold splash of water washed down his entire body. Relaxed every one of his muscles that had been tensing up since just now. He closed both of his eyelids, while his fist stuck to the bathroom wall. In the silence and gurgling of the water, he heard the voice of his heart saying.

You proposed to her, but that doesn't mean she's yours….

Oh, my God, why do I always make her cry? Why am I humbling herself the same as a cheap woman?

Granules of water coming from the ends of her hair fell down on her face to the thin fur that framed her lips, as she exited the bathroom. Ivy, who was still lying on his back, quickly put on a short-sleeved shirt and his trousers.

Aaron's son sat himself on the floor, leaning himself beside the sofa where Ivy had laid down his body. With a hint of hesitation, he placed his palm behind his lover's head and rubbed the back slowly.

“I'm sorry...” said Kenan softly.

“Sleep...” Ivy's voice was sobbing. “Flight we stay a few hours away.”

“I won't sleep, before you forgive me.” Kenan's voice sounded a little pushy.

Ivy turned her body towards Kenan. His face looks puffy. “I've forgiven you.”

The two lips lifted up to each other forming a sweet and charming smile.

“Sleep in bed. I'll sleep on the couch,” pinta Kenan.

“I've been lazy to move, you're the one sleeping on the mattress.” Ivy covered her mouth that was yawning.

Kenan enveloped the slender body with a white cloth. In fact, he did not have the heart to let a woman sleep on the sofa, while he enjoyed the comfort of his bed.

“Sleep. Dream beautiful.” A kiss he pinned on Ivy's forehead.

“You too. I don't want to wake you up with a splash of water,” Ivy joked with her little laugh.

“If you dare to do so, I will pounce on you,” Kenan said while demonstrating himself like a bear showing its fangs and claws. But actually his heart laughed, seeing Ivy had forgiven him.

“Eh..., didn't you apologize? If you do it again, I won't marry you!” Ivy hid her laughter.

“Hmm... You have started learning to threaten yes?” Kenan immediately tickled the slender body that made himself and Ivy laugh curled up on the sofa. The tickle and laughter made Ivy's drowsiness fly by.

“Down..”.

“Alright, I promise you. I won't touch you before we get married.”

“Appointment?” Ivy asked with a wink in her eyes.

“When have I ever reneged on my promise?” kenan toilet.

“You just have to say one more time. Not hard, is it?” Ivy stuffed both of her lips inside to hold back her laughter looking at Kenan's serious-looking facial expression.

“Promise you won't do that again?” Ivy showed her little finger in front of that handsome face. His long eyelashes seemed to be flickering making Kenan's heart tremble.

“I promise you,” said Kenan who draped his little finger over Ivy's little finger.

“I love you.” Ivy slightly straightened her body and landed a kiss on the man's forehead.

“I've always loved you too.”

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