TRAPPED IN THE TWINS' GAME

TRAPPED IN THE TWINS' GAME
Episode 72



FEYA DELUSION


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Feya quickly adjusted her breathing, trying hard to hide the pounding of her heart from Dave. Feya was seen trying to return a pinch of her hair that had been touched Dave back behind her ear.


 


You're so pretty Le, you're really pretty. Dave continued to praise Feya who he knew as Leya in his heart.


 


"Trus, is that all your idea?" Dave again reminded Feya about the vacant land at the back of his Villananya.


 


"Heheya". Feya was grinning while covering her mouth. "No, there's a lot of it". Answer Feya spirit.


 


"Hmmm". Dave nodded and waited for Feya to continue with all his ideas.


 


"Well, the footpath in the form of a reflection stone will later end in a pendopo. There". Point Feya in a direction on Dave's vacant lot.


 


"okay". Dave looks to be listening.


 


"The pendopo contains a large sofa that is soft and comfortable". Feya said while imagining herself sitting on a soft sofa. Feya looked smiling as she continued to close her eyes.


 


Is there me in your imagination? Dave.


 


"Hey, smile to yourself. Fancifully slob?" Dave touched Feya's shoulder slowly.


 


"Eh, who's trying. You tuh". Feya immediately stood up straight and put on a serious look.


 


"Yes no papa, but don't take me with you". Dave put on a pretentious attitude.


 


 


"Haha". Dave laughed happily at Feya. "What, why hit me? That means right, you're taking me in a very untrue delusion".


 


"Daveeeeeee". Feya looks ready to hit Dave's arm again. But unfortunately the movement lost quickly, before Feya's hand reached Dave's arm. Dave first caught a hand that felt very fitting to be in his grip.


 


At the beginning Feya is still seen trying to release his hand from Dave, Feya still wants to hit Dave's arm as a form of frustration because Dave judged it earlier. But at this moment, the atmosphere turned awkward. Feya only dared to remain silent, staring at Dave's burly hand that had been hit by him. Climb up to Dave's shoulders, looking straight into Dave's eyes.


 


Oh my god, how beautiful she is. Dave stared fixedly at Feya's eyes, slowly descending down every inch of his face, until it stopped right at Feya's thin lips. What do sexy lips feel like, is it as sweet as honey? Dave began to speculate while continuing to stare question markily at Feya's lips.


 


Feya had started to feel something was wrong, her whole senses were signaling to get away from Dave, as soon as possible. But instead of doing what his brain tells him to do, Feya returned Dave's intense gaze to him instead.


 


Dave took off Feya's hand, turning to gently caress Feya's right cheek with the back of her hand. Oh, my God, why am I. Dave tries to stop his silliness, trying to stop what he desperately wants to do before the limit of his self-control over Feya goes away. But what happens, Dave continues to caress Feya's cheek which is now starting to blush again.


 


Slowly, Dave brought his face closer to Feya's ears and "i really like it when I can make your face like this". Dave's whisper quietly in Feya's ear.


 


Feya took a quick breath, Dave's breathing was very clear in his ears. Giving another sensation that he could not find the meaning of all that by Feya. Fe, wakefully. Stop this whole thing. Remember game!" Feya's little heart was trying to restore Feya's level of consciousness.


 


Feya looked at Dave's face, handsome very handsome. Her green eyes were very Feya liked. Funny as cat eyes. That was what Feya always said to her, the sharp nose that was now slowly approaching to her face, the stained lips that were only a few centimetres away from her lips. Uh, wait.what is this? What's he gonna do?   


 


Eventually, Feya's consciousness re-energized his brain, working his way in as Dave's lips almost stuck to his.


 


"De-Dave's". Feya tried to keep her face away from Dave. Then push Dave slowly to create a distance between them. When the distance was created, Feya stepped away from Dave who was just looking at Feya with annoyance. A feeling that cannot be interpreted.


 


Ah, I've really gone crazy. Why am I so interested in women who are engaged? Dave rubbed his face rough.