Teacher's Love Formulas

CHAPTER 30

"I'll take my rights now! As your husband." Aslan's eyes had darkened, he no longer cared about Fara's cries.

"No, I beg you...."

Aslan no longer heard Fara's plea. He kept on opening Fara's uniform until the beauty now looked perfect. Burning emotions have now turned into burning desires. Especially when Aslan managed to open the cover of the crazy fruit. Still tight, round and very seductive. He was ravenous for the two mounds even though Fara still continued to rebel.

"Sir Aslan stop it!" as hard as ever Fara tried to escape but he still could not escape the clutches of Aslan.

Aslan took off her lips and stared fixedly at Fara. "Why crying? You sin with Arshad very happy, but do duty to the husband and will get the reward instead of refusing."

Fara turned her face away from Aslan's sharp gaze. His strength was as exhausted against Aslan who turned out to be in vain.

Aslan pulled Fara's body and dropped her on the bed. He again blocks Fara's hands when Fara is about to escape.

"Shut up! Don't run!" Aslan locked Fara's legs back. "Enough you feel and enjoy. It's better where your husband or your girlfriend is!"

Fara tried to rebel once again but the more he rebelled, Aslan increasingly overcame himself even Aslan's lips now had given many red marks around Fara's chest.

Aslan took off his shirt with one hand, then he wrapped it in both Fara's hands so as not to fight anymore.

"Sir, it's called pem ko sa an!!"

Aslan smiled obliquely. "Ck, make your own wife. You're halal I touch. You belong to me. From now on, and on you'll still be mine."

Fara's getting scared. He had not expected at all, Aslan was determined to do this to him.

Aslan took off the skirt and the cover cloth of the triangle despite several times getting a kick from Fara but he did not undo his intention. He has now also taken off his pants and is preparing to do something that should be done with love and affection not with this compulsion.

"Sir don't!" Fara tried to close both legs but Aslan firmly opened them. "Sir." Fara cried even more when Aslan had now confined her. His two bound hands were already unable to move. Even his legs had felt weak there was no more energy to kick.

Aslan felt for a moment Fara's and rubbed her gently, has she really done it with Arsyad? Aslan hesitates to do so but when remembering Fara's words and also his closeness to Arsyad makes Aslan really want to make Fara his whole.

Aslan began to position and she stomped hers strong enough to make Fara scream. Aslan stopped his movement. He felt that the two walls were very narrow and like something was tearing along with his thrust. "Are you still virgin?" Aslan frowned. It turned out that Fara's statement was just a delinquent who had ignited his emotions.

Fara further threw away her face and cried as she pleased.

Aslan let out a long sigh, wanting him to stop the action but his passion was already at the end. Finally he moved himself slowly. Yes, he did feel guilty for forcing Fara like this but half his heart he felt happy because he was the one who did the first time with Fara, as a husband of course. He also did not feel sinful, even now Aslan had increased the tempo of his movement. Because it tastes so good and makes him drunk.

Fara still threw away her sight. He feels pain. Not only his heart was hurting but also his body.

Aslan's legitimate voice sounded real not just a simulation like yesterday but absolutely no reply from Fara. Only sobs were heard. Even Fara was biting her lower lip as Aslan further added to the rhythm of her movements.

"Sir, already. Sick." groaned Fara. Obviously it makes Fara in pain because Aslan did not warm up long enough. Aslan was too pushy and hasty.

Aslan did not heed Fara's request. He enjoys every friction he creates. The longer the faster. Aslan groaned loudly as the passion dissipated with pleasure. He caught his breath and cupped Fara's cheeks. "I'm sorry."

Fara did not want to look at Aslan at all. I think he hates Aslan even more.

"I'm doing this because I don't want to lose you." Aslan untied Fara's hand and descended from Fara's body.

Fara's body felt limp, she could only twist her body and turn her back on Aslan. She's still crying.

Fara shifted herself so Aslan's hand wouldn't touch her.

Aslan was now speechless while staring at the red patches that were on the bed sheet. He shouldn't have been provoked by Fara. He should be able to hold back his emotions. Then what is the difference he is with Arsyad, if he alone still can not think clearly and is always carried away by emotions.

Aslan pulled out a blanket and covered Fara's entire body. Then he took off his clothes and Fara's uniform was scattered.

He now looked at Fara who had closed her eyes with sobs that still occasionally appeared.

Aslan let out a deep breath and then went into the bathroom. From then on, he should be able to control his emotions. Enough for this time.

Is Fara going to hate me more?

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Until the day will change, Fara just woke up. He now sees the surroundings. There was no Aslan in that room. There were only clothes and drinks on the nightstand.

Slowly Fara sat down. The body felt very crumpled while the core still felt very painful. The bad shadow still lingered in his brain. It seemed that she was completely unwilling for Aslan to take her crown even though Aslan was her own husband.

He picked up the glass on the nightstand and sipped the drink. Then slowly he got off the bed with the blanket still covering his body.

"Aww." Fara grimaced in pain as she was about to step her legs. "Why is it so sick." Fara sat back down. Maybe because the force made his muscles more tense and the pain more felt.

"Far, are you awake? You take a shower and keep eating." Aslan walked into the room and approached Fara.

Fara did not answer Aslan, she shifted her eyes.

Aslan's tone had softened again as before. "Wanna go to the bathroom? Come on, I'll help."

Fara brushed aside Aslan's hand and then stood up again and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

Aslan was still following Fara, though Fara finally closed the door. He was leaning near the bathroom door. There was still a faint sound of Fara's intruded cry.

"I'm sorry Fara, I'm sorry...."

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Hihihi, it was originally a light story, but the conflict was heavy...

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