PAPA BUCIN - Passion Love Hot Duda
Ever Depressed
Tonight...
It was a night that stood between them. And there were tangled blankets, side-by-side pillows, clothes strewn across the floor. They are plain with sweat-lined bodies, peeling off each other from the shoulders, in neck niches, jaw lines, cheeks, nose, eyelids, and corners of the lips, and lips, as well as tongue.
The breath was too obvious among the domineering atmosphere of silence. The hands are linked and the body is joined together. Lights are off, dark, and dark. And d*sahan, moaning, prisoner of breath. Brown strands that stick to the cheek, too tightly, stroking it too fine with murmurs that are tested so significant.
"Ke..Ken, ahh."
And Ken will reply with the same intensity of sighing. Test the name Luna many times with a domineering motion. Again and again. They're crazy in the night, in the heat of the dark, at the stopping of time. The rest that was visible was only chocolate in Luna's eyes and lightning in Ken's black eyes. But, not a little, there is a bright moon light that becomes a light.
"Uhhh, it's getting deeper, Ken."
"Do you enjoy it so much, dear." Whisper Ken with his flagship grin.
Then Ken spurred even faster and Luna shouted again. Twice, three times, until they forget how many times. D*sahan, groans repeatedly escaped from Luna's lips. Makes the atmosphere warm.
When it finally stopped, the clockwork had already split over a third of the night. The blanket was raised, the chest limited, and their shoulders were still touching inside.
Ken could still hear the fine breath that his woman was breathing, and he would embrace it, bringing it to lean on a still-moist shoulder, but never to lose his sense of comfort.
Then Ken lowered his gaze and looked at Luna's pair of Hazel irises in the dark. "Do I need to turn on the lights?" Ask the man.
But Luna immediately refused. He shook his head and slipped on his neck. Breathing with regular intensity. Until finally falling asleep in the wee hours.
Ken never asked, although there was always a time where he wanted to gaze at the whole of Luna in a light bias, clear and clear, or his smile expanding between d*sah-d*sah breaths, he said, also a reddish tinge over the side of the cheek that is shiny in the sweat.
He wanted to see how Luna, when she shouted her name, in the light and flush of the lamp, the little smile hidden in the kiss, wanted to see. Really want.
But, in the end, Ken understood.
That's how Luna had it. In the dark and dark. There is no color but lightning in the net.
They don't need the bright light of han6a to feel and stare at their partner's neutrals. No need for pink hue, no need for red all over the body, no need for blue bruises. The dark took him flying with a feeling of fullness, so that it felt could not be accommodated anymore. No other colors and no other objects.
Just him, only him.
Among all colors, they choose black.
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Luna opened her eyes and a new wall clock pointed at 03:00 in the morning. The lights in the room that were previously turned off are back on. Then Luna's gaze rolled on the handsome figure who was sleeping beside her.
Luna changed her position. He and Ken faced each other. His wiggly fingers stroked that handsome face gently. "Sorry, Ken. One day you'll understand why I always ask you to turn off the lights when we're doing it."
"I've given everything to you, but I'm not ready if you have to see the flaw in my body. I'm just scared, I'm afraid you'll feel disgusted and won't touch me again. Wait for me to be ready, to show you this scar."
Without Ken knowing. Luna has a scar on her left back. The wounds he had when he was a teenager. Luna had been a bully victim at school, so she was depressed.
Luna was also a hospital resident when she was 16 years old. Unfortunately not many know about his dark past. Fortunately, he was able to get out of his slump, and live a normal life.
The first night they did. They fuck in a dead light. There was only the dim light of the moon shining outside. So that Ken can only see the twin hills of Luna and the front of his body only. Which is exposed to the moonlight.
"Eo, Ken did I wake you?"
"Hm, your movements on my face are too sensual. And it makes me uncomfortable. Did you deliberately want to tease me once more, wasn't that satisfied?"
Ken changed their position and put Luna under his support. Ken's two hands clasped Luna's wrists and locked onto her pair of Hazels.
"Mom..Isn't that. Because when you're asleep you look like a little kid, innocent and adorable. That's why I really enjoy your face when you're sleeping." Luna tried to defend herself.
"Unfortunately you are not a great liar, Young Madam Zhao." Ken then kissed Luna's lips. A short kiss that lasts no more than 20 seconds.
Luna got up from her seat then looked at Ken seriously. "Ken, we've been wives for over 3 months, but I still don't know much about your family. How many brothers you are, whether it's just you and your late brother or something else. You have to open up to me."
"Why do you want to know?"
Luna shrugged her shoulders. "Just want to know. Can't it?"
"Who said no?! You're the one, fine if you really want to know. I'll tell you everything you want to know."
"I told you." Urged Luna.
"Why can't you be so impatient, hm. Okay I'll tell you everything. Actually I have another brother besides my late brother and he's a different mother but one father.
I am the youngest son in this family, and the only man among 4 brothers. But when I was a kid, my sister was exchanged for my sister-in-law. Because this family wants to have a son. But he finally came back as a son-in-law because he had been officially adopted by another family."
"Me and my first sister are different mothers have an age gap of 20 years, while with a second brother of 15 years. All three of my brothers died in a plane crash with our parents. And I'm the only one who survived."
"In addition to Daniel, I have another nephew who is currently overseas. He's two years older than you. If I don't remember wrongly, these weeks are back." Ken said at length.
The man squinted his eyes. Because there is no reason let alone the response from Luna. Then Ken turned his head and found Luna sleeping. Ken sighed heavily. It meant that he was telling the wind, because no one was listening to him.
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The great-grandson of birds and a few boisterous insects were earthy. The sound of the morning breeze that feels refreshing makes anyone's heart feel calm. Not to forget the sound of the wind that shakes every leaf of the trees adds to the beautiful atmosphere this morning.
In a luxurious mansion, more precisely in a room dominated by white and gold. A woman just woke up from a deep sleep. The woman 'Luna' got up from lying down and then sat down to stretch her stiff muscles.
Luna's attention is distracted by the ringing on Ken's phone. Then he rolled his gaze at the man, he was still asleep. Luna gets up from her seat to pick up the call, who knows it's important and Luna just has to tell Ken when she wakes up.
"Hello, Uncle why did you pick up the phone for so long? The next day I come home, can you pick me up at Ban~"
Brakk...
The phone fell from Luna's grasp. The woman widened her eyes. The voice was so familiar, the voice that had once adorned his days. The voice of someone who left him when he was down. The voice of Luna's former lover, Aldo Zhao!!!
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Seriate.
