
Arsha's body stiffened. For a few seconds he forgot how to breathe. Head empty. Misty mind. His eyes widened. He was trying to digest what was going on.
That handsome face was very close. Even very close. Arsha could see the thick eyebrows created by God so beautifully. Long eyelashes decorate the eyes that are closed. A big nose that rubs against his nose. One thing he couldn't see. Lips. Because that part is attached to his lips.
There was something soft, warm, chewy that touched her lips. Something is moving slowly. At first it was just a light touch. But then it turns into gentle kisses repeatedly.
Arsha's body is getting stiff. It was like a light electric shock. Thousands of butterflies flap their wings on their stomachs. The taste travels all over the body. Causes a tingling sensation at once amused. I don't know, Arsha doesn't understand this feeling. He was confused, feeling strange, not understanding. A foreign feeling but he did not hate. Surprisingly, Arsha liked this feeling.
The little lady gradually closed her eyes. Enjoying a strange taste that does not understand. He did not let his brain think and only used instincts that told him to enjoy this feeling.
The world became silent. Time seems to stop. Only they move in this universe. Arsha's senses become more sensitive. His ears were able to hear the sound of warm breath hitting his face. The smell is able to breathe the aroma of after shave that is out and also the aroma of mint that is linked to it. Dizziness but also very intoxicating. While the warm sea is still intertwined.
The ordinary Arsha could only fall silent. Standing while pervading what is happening. The warmth and the softness did not move. Touching his lips gently. There's no insistence. There are no demands. Just a sweet little peck.
When his brain was able to accept all of this, he would definitely scream with excitement. How not? The man she loved so much, more than her own life, was kissing her at this moment!! What was that dream last night? It seemed like all the cells in his body were rejoicing.
The warmth did not last long. Suddenly the warmth moved away from her as her body was stretched. Arsha is not willing. He loves the touch of his lips. Why is it being kept away now?!
Arsha protest. Without realizing it, both hands actually draped around Armand's neck, while his lips pursed with closed eyes, not wanting the connection to be completed. Instead of getting a lip kiss as desired, it was his forehead that got the warm port.
"We continue again when we get out of here," said a hoarse voice right in his ear, making Arsha immediately open his eyes. His gaze met with the sharpest eyes yet was at once warm. Those eyes are funny. Looks ticklish.
Looking at the man in front of her made Arsha's feelings waver. The feeling he had been trying to hold onto all this time. The feeling he was trying to forget was due to the height of the barrier wall. Now, that wall has been destroyed. There is no more barrier between them. Arsha is free to love this man without any fear.
Arsha's tears again decayed without being held back. He looked at Armand with love. Unable to be restrained, he hugged the body tightly. Drown the face in the recesses of Armand's neck.
"Yes, Arsha." Armand's lips smiled small. He patted the tiny back that was holding him tightly. There is one thing that he is very grateful for. He did not mind being seriously injured even if the reward was like this. Armand sees that Arsha is no longer shutting himself off from him. The woman tends to open up her feelings wide. If he knew the effects of injury would make Arsha like this, he would have done it a long time ago.
"Promise yes, sir?" Arsha pulled his body for a moment. He raised his little finger. Demand the promise of finger linking. Typical things that young children do when tying a promise.
Again Armand nodded with a small smile.
"Yes, promise." He took Arsha's hand and linked with her little finger. "It has. Anything else?"
"There's."
"What?"
Arsha's eyes looked very lively and cheerful. His cheeks are red. Armand looks like Arsha. Arsha who always looked at him with a reverent look.
"When do you want to kiss me again?" ask him without shame.
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NB: So gess, Mr. Kaku is just a kiss Arsha ya. Not yet*******-lum*t. Ehem 😌