MY SUNFLOWER

You're Mine, I'm Yours

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Stela watched the ring closely. Who does the ring belong to, he thought.

"You like it?" Suddenly from behind Stela came a voice, it was Tristan.

"I-this...?" The girl stamped. Is the ring for him? From Tristan?

"Our ring. A sign that we're tied." Tristan answered.

Wait up? The markings? Bound up? Is Tristan proposing to her? She's confused.

"You proposed to me?" Finally asked Stela also what made her confused.

Tristan smile. "The idea is so. Applying to be my wife. But I know that if you're young, your path is long and I don't want to be the obstacle." The man took a ring on top of the Sunflower, after which grabbed the fingers on Stela's left hand.

"This ring is a reminder that you are mine, until one day I can truly have you as my companion before God." Tristan placed the ring of the Sunflower on Stela's tapered ring finger.

Stela's eyes glazed over, she stared at the beautiful ring on her ring finger. He loved the ring and loved the man who had put it on his finger.

"Kak Tristan." Stela collapsed in her lover's arms. He cried on the man's chest. "I love you. I love you."

Tristan smiled then rubbed Stela's head dear. "Love you too, Honey." He kissed his old girlfriend.

A few moments later, Tristan took off his embrace. He wiped away the tears that drenched the red cheeks blushing Stela. "Do it for me too!" her door.

"Hm." Stela nodded. He took the other ring and put it on Tristan's left finger.

"Now. You're mine, I'm yours."

They looked at each other lovingly, happy smiles imprinted on the lips of the two. Shortly thereafter, the two lips intertwined. Long time...

"Aaaaaah." Suddenly Tristan cheered. He lifted Stela's body and twisted it. The girl laughed with excitement. He hugged Tristan's neck tightly.

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At night Tristan and Stela just arrived at the inn. The faces of the two of them look radiant, exactly like a couple who every day in love drunk.

"Good night" said Stela, now standing at the door of her room, ready to enter.

Tristan looked deeply into Stela's eyes, they were together all day and couldn't seem to part for a second.

The man smiled forcefully. "Good night" he answered with a heavy heart.

Stela opened the door and entered her room. After the door closed, the girl felt lost. Can't he and Tristan be together tonight?

Suddenly Stela's chest felt tight. He missed Tristan, when they had just split a few seconds ago, but it felt like it had been so long and torturous. Without much thought, Stela reopened the door, really.

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The sapphire-colored eyes were puffed up when they discovered that the man they missed was still standing in the same place, the place where they had split up a moment ago.

"Why... come out?" tanya Tristan faltered. He himself had not entered the room because he could not part with Stela, so he deliberately stood quietly in front of the door of his lover's room.

Stela lowered her head for a moment, her heart now pounding incoherently. Shortly afterwards, he lifted his head and looked at the handsome face before him who was now looking at him.

"Can't we just be together tonight?" lirih Stela said it, but it can still be heard clearly by Tristan because it is a fairly quiet lodging hallway condition.

Tristan flinched, not expecting that what he felt was exactly the same as what Stela felt. They want each other.

"Aren't Tristan?" Stela bit her lower lip fretting. His face was bowed, afraid that his wish was rejected by Tristan.

Tristan was still unmoved before Stela's call came back. With quick steps, he urged Stela's body to the door of the room. Wrapped her lover's sweet lips in haste. Stela was of course shocked, but soon after she began to drift away with Tristan's fondling on her lips.

In the dimly lit hallway of the inn, the two men still mutually mem*gut. Channeling all the tingling flavors in the chest. No matter how many minutes, the two links finally came off. Salivary thread looks shiny when the two lips decompose.

The breath of the two hunt, inhaling each other's air greedily to replenish the oxygen supply that had been thinned.

Tristan and Stela looked at each other after both of them had normal breathing. The radiance of their eyes both clearly implies a passionate love.

"You... want to spend the night with me?" Tristan whispered, his voice sounding heavy.

Stela's heart was pounding more and more, her cheeks were warm. Embarrassedly, he nodded slowly.

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Tristan sat restlessly on the futon he had laid on the floor of the room made of tatami. Currently Stela was cleaning herself in the bathroom while she herself had done it before Stela.

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Tristan gulped his hard-earned saliva. Stela's appearance tonight is so beautiful and also tempting. Just imagine, the girl only uses a kimono, whether in it there are clothes again or not, she knows less. In addition, Stela's hair is curled and shouldered using a simple kanzashi made of wood, so that the white neck of the level is perfectly exposed.

Stela walked nervously towards Tristan. When he got there, he sat right next to the man. The silence lasted for a while until a dull sound came out of Tristan's mouth as a breaker of silence.

"We're sleeping now?" tristan asked without looking at his interlocutor. He was so nervous he couldn't look Stela in the face.

"D-yes." Stela answered slowly. Just like Tristan, the girl did not dare to look over. He just looked down with a face together.

Tristan stood up, he turned off the room lights and turned on the dimly lit little lamp that was on the top side of their futon head. Then the man grabbed the blanket and went inside. He began to lie down on the futon and left a place for Stela by his side.

"Sleep!" the door was on Stela who was still sitting.

Slowly the girl approached, she got into the blanket that was still exposed. After her body lay perfectly, Tristan immediately tidied up the blanket to cover the bodies of the two of them.

Silence again occurred, both of them were silent with focused eyes staring at the ceiling of the room. Tristan's hands clenched behind the covers, in this kind of situation, he didn't know what to do. This is first for him as well as Stela. Are they really just going to sleep or do something else? Tristan's brain went awry for the sake of thinking about all that.

On the other hand, Stela lay quietly with her eyes closed. However, as hard as he tried to sleep, in fact he could not do. Stela surrendered. He opened his eyes again accompanied by a rough sigh that he accidentally let out.

"Why?" It turned out that Stela's attitude just now had Tristan distracted, the man immediately asked.

"I-I can't sleep," I'm honest Stela. He even tilted his body to face Tristan.

"Hm, me too." Tristan also tilted his body. Now they face each other.

In the dim light of the lamp, the two looked at each other.

"E-l..." With a voice that turned hoarse, Tristan called out.

"Yes...?" Stela replied in a soft, barely audible voice. His voice was swallowed back in his throat.

Tristan took out one hand, she used that hand to warmly caress Stela's cheek. His eyes can not be seen the beautiful face and eyes of my lover.

"Elle..." I don't know when it happened, now Tristan's position is above Stela. He rests with one hand so as not to overpower the body of the girl. His one hand still faithfully stroked the cheek of Stela who was already back on her back under her body.

Tristan brought the face closer, he kissed the old Stela's forehead. Her girl's eyes were closed to the warm kiss. Kissing turning to both of Stela's beautiful eyes, Tristan kissed the two alternately. After that cheeks blush Stela who is the target. He kissed gently both cheeks slightly padlocked belonging to his lover. Lastly. kiss stops on red lips seduces Stela. A little lum*tan he gave me there. Stela greeted him with joy.

Moments later, they removed the lip link. Tristan's face lifted, he looked back at the pretty face below.

Stela smiled, her hands raised and now it was her turn to caress Tristan's beautiful face. His hand stroked the sturdy jaw with a seductive slow motion, the man until made closed by it. Then Stela pulled the nape of Tristan closer, after their faces stayed a few inches away, Stela raised her head slightly. He landed a kiss on Tristan's forehead. Continuing to both eyes, cheeks and lips that have always been the last port. Stela was innocent, but her instincts as a girl loved by a man led her to do all that.

At first the kiss was gentle and slow but moments later it turned into a rough, demanding and passionate lum*tan.

Stela squeezes Tristan's hair as the man inserts his tongue and invites his tongue to fight. Both are getting drunk on romance until they forget to breathe.

After being satisfied with her lips, Tristan's kiss moves to Stela's neck. He kissed the neck of the level even deliberately made some marks there. Simply invaded the neck, Tristan's mouth then spread to the ears, Stela's ears he bit with anxiety to reap screeches mixed with sighs from his girl.

Finished with the activity, Tristan raised his head. His breath was still hunting. He looked at Stelq's red face, the girl seemed resigned to what she would do.

"I.. want to have you completely Ela," please hoarse.

Stela looked at him with dimmed eyes, she answered Tristan's plea just now with a kiss on the lips. Tristan, who understood the answer, immediately started the action. It is ******* somehow for how many times the lips of the candle. While down there, his hands work to open the kimono strap of his lover. The detached kiss coincided with Stela's kimono strap open. Tristan sat still on Stela's body. He opened his own kimono until his upper body was clearly visible.

Stela, who was still lying resigned, stared in awe at her lover's body that looked shiny due to sweat. While herself, the kimono was already exposed but the underwear still covered both of her precious assets.

"You... ready?" ask Tristan to make sure.

Stela nodded weakly, her chest up and down, the heart inside her chest unceasingly rumbling. It was also felt by Tristan. The man raised Stela's body in order to sit down. The kimono that had opened, just fell down Stela's shoulders until the lacy white underwear was clearly visible.

Jakun Tristan was up and down staring at the appearance of his lover who was so tempting. Stela's upper body was exposed, only her chest was still neatly stored in place. Tristan kissed Stela's lips again, slowly slipping her hand behind her armpit and stopping on her back. Stela's bra hook she took off until the breastplate slumped down, quickly, Tristan lowered her bra strap until now the upper body of the plain stela without obstructions.

Tristan looked at the astonished body parts of her lover that she had just seen this time. While Stela lowered her face that was flushed red from embarrassment to appear like that in the presence of a man.

"Ela?" Tristan touched both of Stela's shoulders. The girl finally raised her face nervously.

"I'll start." Sasuke Tristan is sounding heavy. It seemed that the man was already on the verge of his patience.

Stela swallowed her hard-earned saliva, then nodded.

Tristan smiled, he took off Stela's kanzashi stitch until the blond hair fell out. Then the body of the girl he slowly pushed back to lie down under his overlap.

Will this night be a long night for these two people who are drunk with love?

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