My servant, Asha

I was the first

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Arga watched the young woman in front of him who looked away with eyes that could not turn away. He continued to look at Asha who could be sure she was shaken because she was scanning her body.

His smile broke when he saw that red hue. His desire to wake up this morning even though his body was tired, was not wrong. Seeing the girl with the cute cepol is so much fun. Being a vitamin for himself, in a tiring morning. His wish to meet with him since last night was healed.

Asha was still speechless after being caught stripping the body of her master with those two eyeballs. Asha bit her lower lip and pursed her lips then involuntarily. He was overwhelmed by a great shame. Asha felt awkward. He wanted to dispose of the untrue thoughts just now quickly.

Although she is a normal woman and has grown up, but to think like that to her own employer feels disrespectful and strange. Especially in his bedroom, even to be discovered by his own person.

Asha thought hard looking for a way to melt the atmosphere. Also trying to get rid of his awkwardness. This girl felt strange when she did not feel any signs her Master wanted to reduce the strange atmosphere created earlier. Like wanting to let himself dissolve in prolonged embarrassment.

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Arga had deliberately allowed the girl to fight and negotiate with her own mind. He did not try to make the girl comfortable by trying to shift the conversation to another topic. Arga does not want to lose this exciting moment to enjoy.

Putting her hands on the pockets of her shorts, she simply looked at Asha. Paying attention and looking for the meaning of whatever Asha is thinking through the changing look of her face. Arga believes the girl is confused to find a way to get her back to calm despite being caught scanning her. Arga could tell from Asha's raised hand and gave the order on the tiny fingers to scratch his own forehead. The girl was confused.

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"I'm wrong Sir," Asha said courageously after breathing out. Arga smiled inwardly Asha could finally manage to find the word to restore the state.

"No. There's nothing wrong. There's no need to apologize, because I don't care about that. Please imagine my body as you please if you want to" Arga said with mischievous eyes and a defiant smile. It was like saying that he knew what Asha was thinking right now.

Asha's eyes widened once again. This sentence clearly made Asha scream inwardly. Asha looked away again which created a red tinge in her ear, making Arga chuckle victorious. Asha was being embarrassed by Arga's words just now. The shame increased.

Asha tried to disguise the red hue on her cheeks and ears by wiping her ears impatiently. This young master was apparently very generous to Asha. Seeing this house maid scan her nice body like that Arga was not angry. He let Asha enjoy it. The girl mumbled something on her lips.

Arga's legs moved slowly to get closer. Asha who was busy removing the red hue on her cheek could no longer notice the approaching body of the young master.

"Last night had made me unable to sleep because of anxiety, now I was moved to want to continue to approach because I dared to scan me..." arga muttered slowly but could still hear Asha's auditory senses standing not far from her. Just a hand apart. Chief Asha immediately turned his head quickly to hear the slow muttering earlier.

"You're teasing me on purpose, aren't you?" asked Arga with his two feet walking over to get closer. Asha shook her head by stepping back. Eyes blinked. Didn't expect to be accused like that.

"No, that's not what I mean." Asha's face immediately showed a clear rebuttal. The look on his face was astonished by Arga's words just now. His head shook with certainty.

"You want to touch me?" asked Arga without taking his eyes off the girl clapping in front of him. Asha was made to gape in astonishment with the additional question of her young master.

"No. I am not doing what you accuse me of" he rebutted by shaking his ten fingers in front of his master, who continued to walk towards him. He does not want to be considered perverted or obsessed with a fit and good body. Although he did not deny the beauty of the field chest and broad broad broad shoulders. Because the thought is just a glance. It was not the intention in his heart to deliberately strip the body with his two eyeballs.

"I'm sure you're so obsessed with touching me" Arga urged Asha to the wall behind her.

"No," asserted Asha with stifled anger. By including both hands that hold Arga's body so as not to get closer. Arga's eyes still looked at the young woman in front of him with a cold glint that seemed to want to swallow Asha round and round. Pounce and pounce on him.

"Stop, Arga!" pinta Asha is upset. Finally subconsciously his lips called the name presumptuously without any respect at all. Asha's hand that was holding right on the chest of the field felt Arga's body no longer pressing on him. Asha's assertion just now apparently managed to hold this man's body to a halt. Actually Arga stopped because Asha's body was already pressed on the wall.

"It turns out you still remember if it was just the two of me, just to say my name. Lately I've been letting you call me Master." Finally Arga became calm again. He was no longer a beast like that. Asha who lowered her head while holding the body thinned her lips furiously. Arga was trying to play him.

Arga glanced at the hand holding his body like he wanted to grip harder because this situation made him upset and resentful. From the skin of her chest field, Arga could feel that hardened touch. Arga looked down his chin. The girl is still down. He let the girl be quiet for a few seconds. Curiosity enveloped his heart. What is he thinking right now?

Suddenly Asha looked up quickly. Staring at the resolute jaw of Arga who was also staring at him. Due to her tall body, Asha needed to slightly force her chin to stare at the man.

"Stop playing me. So you want me to call you casually, Arga?" ask Asha with eyes that cast a real challenge. Arga who was staring at Asha with a slight bow grinned like getting an idea that made Asha's body alert.

"Your protection's open. Can I kiss you?" asked Arga with an unusually seductive grin.

Both Asha netra widened and nanar. He spontaneously pulled his two hands that were clinging to the chest of the young master to cover his lips. Protecting his lips from unexpected attacks immediately. Unfortunately Arga's hand movements are faster. She could immediately catch both hands of Asha to cover her lips. Asha became panicked as both of Arga's hands managed to grip both of her hands. Arga can lock the movement of his hands.

Again Asha had to turn her face away. His breathing became irregular because his heart was racing. Firmer than when facing the bodyguards at a nightclub. Right now, it is very unsafe. He was inside this man's private room. Just two. This crazy young master could do anything to his body at will. Arga's eyes glanced down. Towards the two feet of the alerted Asha.

"Don't be stiff like that. I'm just asking, can I kiss you? You don't have to beat me up" whispered Arga, grinning in Asha's ear. Then let go of Asha's hand and smiled triumphantly seeing Asha looking at her sharply. Then his hand was raised, shrugging his shoulders as if he did not feel guilty.

"You very annoying young master," said Asha unbearably. Arga grinned at Asha's curse. Right now he felt at the playfulness of his Young Master.

Arga doesn't care.

Then Arga turned her body to return to where she placed the bag containing her dirty clothes. Earlier, he undoed the intention of carrying his bag when he saw the look of Asha's face that looked unhealthy. That'sallthatis.

But the round eyeballs of Asha who was looking at him amazed actually made him excited to get closer. Arga who really wants to meet this sweet girl wants to hug her tightly. Moreover, seeing Asha looking up with her ripe lips. It looks red and fresh. Marking that lips had not been touched by someone.

"It looks like the horses are you prepared to beat me up if I come closer and sip your lips" Arga said without turning her head. He found this girl ready to attack him. Asha was silent while clenching her hands wanting to get angry. Tearing apart the body of his young master. His body was already trembling feeling the anger that was mounting in the crown. Before long Arga had approached the girl again while carrying a bag containing dirty clothes.

"This is her dirty clothes," Asha snatched the bag containing the dirty clothes roughly. Arga was neither surprised nor angry. He just let.

"So I was really asking. Because I won't kiss those lips again without the owner's permission" Arga said calmly. Asha was silent not heeding Arga's words. The look on his face showed that he was still upset.

"Looking at the ration of your lips, is it the first time your lips have been touched by a man? When I gently kissed your lips that night.." Asha's attention is distracted by Arga's memory of kissing her lips properly.

"Shut up and stop," Asha used her index finger to point at Arga angrily. Seeing this angry expression made Arga happy. It shows his guess right. The man who first tasted this girl's lips was her. Arga grinned again with the look on his face that implied victory. The girl finally came out of the room but with urgency. Asha commits to nagging with the treatment of Arga who was crazy to meet.

"So I'm the first... It's fun" muttered Arga again.