Love and the Past
Part 138's
Azka never let go of Salsa from her arms. Trying to find comfort and tranquility in the pulukan lover. Ever since last night's nightmare, Azka's been a lunatic.
"I'm going to marry you, but not now Azka, we're still in school." Salsa stroked Azka's back to incline.
Lama Salsa held Azka in his arms until the man let go. Their eyes met, locking on to each other. Azka's breath was so felt on Salsa's face nearby. The smell of alcohol mixed with cigarettes is very intercepting in the sense of smell.
Salsa stroked Azka's cheeks, the male's eyes indicating Azka was not well. "You want to sleep first? Or breakfast?" ask Salsa carefully.
Salsa flinched as Azka pulled her nape then fused their chewy objects together. He was a little rebellious. However, Azka's power was much stronger than her.
The heart of Salsa beats very fast in rhythm with the heart of Azka. The girl's cheeks heat up as the smothering in Azka's black t-shirt. He closed his eyes enjoying every game of Azka in his mouth, it felt strange, but it was so much fun.
Azka who was still under the influence of alcohol continued to play her tongue in the mouth of Salsa. He further patted his body until Salsa lay down and he overcame her.
"Azka!" call Salsa light-hearted after Azka let go of her pangutann, she was almost out of breath due to the sudden attack of her lover.
"Azka!" reset Salsa. However, there was no answer from the man. He stroked Azka's hair, which now hid the face in the recess of her neck.
"Ka! You sleeping? Hey?"
Salsa let out a sigh of resignation as she felt a regular roar of breath hitting the surface of her neck, a sign that Azka was sleeping so fast.
This is their first kiss after dating, usually Azka does not dare to touch it, what else do strange things if alone. Throughout Azka's sleep, Salsa continued to stroke the man until tired and fell asleep under the Azka confinement.
At 10 am Azka woke up feeling dizzy in his head, probably due to the side effects of alcohol he drank quite a lot. He slowly opened his eyes and the first object he saw was the slick face of Salsa being carried in his control.
Azka changed her position to lie next to Salsa, sleeping sideways to face her lover. On his face Salsa with index finger, get rid of the hairdresser who blocked his view.
"Azka's favorite beauty" muttered Azka with a smile on her lips. "Until now I'm still afraid Sal you left me. I have too many flaws for you. There are many reasons you can use to leave me."
"Emosian, the head of a motorcycle gang whose hobby is finding trouble and has enemies everywhere. Live in a toxit family where it's all about rules. An uncertain relationship. You're not afraid I'll be like Papi who likes to set this up?"
Azka's hand stopped on Salsa's slightly swollen lips, not forgetting what she was doing before going to bed. He was under the influence of alcohol which is why he could not resist the urge to kiss Salsa, but he was still conscious.
"I want you to have a much more perfect man than me, Sal, but I don't want to lose you either. Selfish huh?" Azka laughed blandly. "Banget, I'm not willing if you're close to anyone, not even the core of Avegas."
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