I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
Part 42's
Ben stopped playing his guitar when he saw Laras who was struggling to pull over the hand of a large man. His steps quickly headed towards the girl and pulled Laras into her arms. The attention of the bar visitors is centered on the source of the commotion.
"Sorry sir, she's mine!" said Ben while holding back the chest of the man who was about to re-capture Laras' body. It seemed that the thick-bearded man was under the influence of high alcohol.
"Give that girl to me!" exclaimed the man, about to hit Ben but was detained by some visitors.
Two security guards came and grabbed him and took him out.
"Laras, are you okay?" ben asked while checking on the girl.
The barrel holds its pulsating head. He had his arm around Ben's neck and his head resting on the man's chest.
"Let's go back to the motel" Ben said as he rubbed Laras' staggering body.
Up outside, Laras sat in the yard and gnawed his forehead.
"Ben, I feel dizzy," Laras said in a spoiled voice.
"I will carry you" said Ben, lifting Laras' tiny body with both hands. Then take the girl into their motel room not far from the bar.
Ben laid Baras down and covered the girl's body with a thick blanket.
"Don't go!" shouted Laras when he saw Ben was about to move from his side. The girl grabs Ben's hand and pulls him until the man slips over Laras' body. The faces of the two were so close.
"Don't go" whispered Laras. The girl clenched Ben's lips while gently stroking his back. Ben returns Laras' kiss with passion.
Barrel pushed Ben's chest until the man lay beside him. Barrel hugged him tightly. Smell and stroke her hair with burning passion. Ben again positioned Laras under him. Smell at the girl's neck and chest, making her moan and raising her face while biting her own lips.
"Ben," called Laras with his hunting breath.
"Yes, baby." Ben stopped his kiss, looking at Laras who was also staring at him. She saw the girl's tears flowing from the corner of her eyes. The girl sobbed. Ben did not know the reason Laras was crying, but immediately hugged the girl tightly while stroking her head gently.
"What's wrong, baby?" asked Ben while gently stroking Laras cheek and wiping his tears. The crying of Laras is getting louder. Confused Ben.
"Hey, hey Laras .. what did I do wrong?" ask Ben while holding Laras on the edge of the bed. Lifting the girl's bowed forehead.
Ben realizes Laras is under the influence of alcohol, he believes this girl does not really know what she is doing.
"Hey, Baras .. stop crying, okay?" persuade Ben while patting Laras' back.
"Don't leave me, Ben," said Laras as he pleased.
"I'm here, I won't leave you."
Laras tightened his embrace. It was as if he did not want to let go of the man. Ben laid Baras. The two lay face to face. The girl curled up under the thick blanket that covered her.
"Ben, do you like me?" tanya Laras, more precisely muttering. Ben tidied the hair of the Barrel that covered his face and slipped it in the ears of the Barrel.
"I like you a lot, Baras," replied Ben.
Barrel smiled with his eyes still closed. Then slow down. Laras' finger slipped behind Ben's buttoned-down shirt and traced Ben's tattooed chest, creating irregular patterns.
"I love you, Ben," murmured Laras.
Ben gasps. Didn't he just hear wrong what this girl said?
"What did you say, Laras? Can you do it again?" asked Ben while bringing his face closer to Laras's face.
"Hmmm," cried Laras.
He saw that Laras was still closing his eyes. His fingers stopped moving. His breathing was heard rising and falling regularly. A sign that the girl is asleep.
Ben laughed a little. The man stretched out his body, placed both arms behind his head while staring at the ceiling of the white-painted room.
"I hope you say it in a conscious state" he murmured. "I love you too, Laras, "he whispered.
Ben closed his eyes. Shamokin was so quiet that night.
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