Trapped Game of Galak Lord
TPTG CHAPTER 27.

Tonight is the last night Inara is in town and in that house. It feels really strange, pain stabbing the chest and hit the heart. If only Akbar was by his side, he couldn't possibly be this fragile.

Although Akbar had asked him to forget the man, but still Inara could not do it. Akbar is the first man in his life, a man who is able to melt his heart to cause a vibration of love in his heart.

Has Inara been wrong in judging Akbar's kindness? Could it be that the man was deliberately playing himself? Butwhy? Why would Akbar do that to her? Or is Akbar indeed a reliable player so Inara does not realize his cheating?

The more Inara remembered that, the more messed up she thought. Now the memories are only memories, hope is not as beautiful as reality. Inara must be willing to let go, mengikhlaskan even though it tastes very bitter and painful. Inara's first love finally ended in solace, heart-wrenching pain and penetrating the heart.

In the stillness of the night accompanied by the whirring wind, Inara pensively alone on the porch of the house while bending her knees and hugging her tightly. The clear lump just flowed in the corner of his eye.

If in the past in this sad state there is Akbar who is ready to be his backrest, now only concrete milestones become his loyal friends. Friends who never protested or refused when Inara needed the support of his body when the longing came to torture.

"You crying?" Suddenly the baritone voice of Aksa made Inara aware of his reverie. Aksa's gaze seemed so intimate that it made Inara flutter and finally laughed at herself.

"Hehehe..."

Inara who was completely unaware of it instantly swept her face with a palm. His body was numb so he did not know that his tears had almost flooded the terrace.

"Loh, kok-" Aksa narrowed his eyes. Strange indeed, Aksa had just seen Inara's tears fall but now the girl even laughed until she showed a very neat row of teeth. "You healthy?"

"Yes healthy. Then I go in first, I want to pack my things so that tomorrow morning is not a hassle."

After saying that, Inara got up from her seat and stepped into the house. Actually that is not the main reason, Inara just does not want Aksa to pity himself who is still sad because of the loss of Akbar.

Inara continued her steps towards the door of the room. After opening it, he closed it back but did not lock it at all. After this Inara still has to come out to fill the stomach.

Inara then tried to grab the suitcase that was on top of the closet. So high, Inara was overwhelmed because she could not reach him. Then Inara took the initiative to open the closet door and climb the clothes rack.

"Bug!"

Not yet had Inara's legs lifted both, the shelf first broken to make the girl's body crashed on the floor.

"Yeah..."

Inara's screams shocked Aksa who had entered the house. Without thinking, Aksa immediately ran over and pushed open Inara's room door violently.

"Braaac!"

Aksa's eyes rounded perfectly when capturing the existence of Inara who was still curled up at the bottom of the floor, at first glance looks like a cat that was coiled with cold.

"Why you?" aksa asked as she ran towards Inara. Inara did not say, she still grimaced with pain in her buttocks, elbows and knees.

Aksa crouched down and lifted the frail body lightly and laid it on the mattress. When turning his neck to the closet, Aksa's forehead shriveled to see the broken shelf that caused Inara's clothes to be scattered.

"Basic stupid! It's clear it's thin, why it's even climbed?"

Instead of calming Inara, Aksa instead made the girl rise in blood to hear her chattering.

"Where do I know? The wood did not say that she was rotten." sharply Inara sharpened her gaze, two seconds later Inara grimaced again while rubbing her butt.

"Haha..."

Aksa's laughter rattled around the walls of the room. Fortunately the building is still sturdy, otherwise Inara may have died in vain overridden the rubble of the building.

"Crazy basic! People in pain you even laugh," Inara grumbled with pursed lips. It was very desirable that he grabbed Aksa's hair and kicked her out of there, but Inara had no energy for it.

"You're stupid and funny, that's why I laugh." Aksa touched Inara's forehead until the girl grimaced in pain while rubbing her gently.

Inara flinched while pecking Aksa's face carefully. More and more Inara felt strange to see the attitude of the man who was still sitting on the side of the bed.

Aksa, who was known to be fierce, grumpy and rude, slowly began to show changes to him. Moreover, a glimpse of the figure of Aksa reminded Inara of Akbar who is now out of nowhere.

Aware of Inara's strange gaze pointing at her, Aksa immediately stopped her laughter and returned Inara's gaze lovingly. "Why see me like that?"

Inara regained her senses and quickly rolled her eye bead. "It's okay, get out!"

"You kicked me out? You don't know thank you" Aksa changed her gaze.

"My ass hurts, I want to check. Do you want to see it too?" inara raised her voice.

The mischievous grin curled beautifully at the corner of Aksa's lips upon hearing that. "If you will, of course I will."

"Yesterlies!"

Aksa's cheeks were suddenly hot and numb after Inara's palm made a finger-shaped painting there. Aksa moved her tongue which instantly made her cheeks bulge.

"Lack of feeling, try again!" challenge Aksa who has been hit by a storm of anger. So angry that he wanted to bite the girl's lips.

"No need, go!" throw Inara away once more and turn her face away.

"Hm... I'll go, but wait for me to solve my problem first." replied Aksa lightly. He stood up and walked towards the closet and dropped off a suitcase from up there. After that he approached Inara again and sat down at the side of the bed.

Suddenly both arms of Aksa expand. He leaned his chest in a lowered position and locked the girl in his arms.

Inara was really nervous, her heart seemed to want to be dislodged. His chest moved up and down until there was unknowingly a friction there.

Aksa looked intimately at Inara's bead, then down to her lips. Aksa could no longer bear to link their lips. The roar of Aksa's breath is increasingly hunting until his heart beats faster.

"Sir Aksa... Mm..."

Aksa was no longer able to hold it, his tongue moved around the surface of Inara's lips until the girl jerked while rounding her eyes. Again the way Aksa was exactly the same as Akbar did to him.

After wetting the surface of Inara's lips, Aksa then swiped it starting from the lower lip and then turned upwards. All that Aksa did with gentleness until Inara began to get carried away with his game.

Inara opened her mouth until the two took turns to dive into each other's oral cavity. The tongues of the two twisted each other divided the warmth of the boneless object, occasionally Aksa sucked it until the sound of their decapitation flowed beautifully fill the void of the room.

Not stopping there, Aksa moved his hand and touched a pair of chewy objects belonging to Inara. Inara wriggled amusedly as Aksa squeezed it, especially when Aksa's hand came down touching the surface of the core.

Suddenly Inara regained consciousness and spontaneously pushed Aksa's chest until the link of the lips of the two was released.

"What did you just do to me?" lirih Inara with teary eyes. He immediately sat down and inched until his back hit the head of the bed.

"Aww..."

"Nearland..." Aksa approached and moved his hand.

"Don't touch me!" inara snapped loudly.

"deserts... Listen to me first!" Aksa tried to explain.

"No, get out of here! I don't want to see your face again!" yell Inara.

"Nearland..."

"Persiii..."

Seeing Inara's anger that had mounted, inevitably Aksa was forced to leave before he could say anything.

Seriate...