Secrets in the room
Dropped on the furniture, my eyes now looked at Pharaoh's malicious irises. He could see his explicit desire between the two-colored phases of his eyes, showing malice in a wild way that he had never seen manifest on that face. His tongue passed over his lips, while a mischievous smile spread from the corner. I think that's why people lose duels to him. Their actions are so unpredictable, that even I cannot decipher.
His body slowly descended against the foot of my ear, while my wide eyes followed that act, along with the fast and uneven heartbeat. I felt something go through my ear, until I discovered that the only thing that could give me such a sensation would be the tongue of it. His teeth bit into his lobe and so I ended up letting out a little groan. The body was already starting to get warm, and I felt that strange sensation in my body. Pharaoh's muffled laugh came next, thick and too close.
- You know ... - The voice was simply seductive in the extreme as close as it is - It's like the old ones say - He ran his fingers around the back of my neck, grabbing the wires and pulling my head automatically back. - You are the body where Pharaoh must reside ... - A muffled laugh came again.
This time I tried to hold back the moan I wanted to escape. I was feeling extremely submissive to the other's touches, but I could do nothing if my body insisted on liking it and responding to its caresses with moans.
- What you mean? - Said in a voice more sly than intended as I rolled my eyes slightly to see his face.
He smiled mischievously at my condition.
- That means I'm going to use my body to fill yours. - He approached again, this time in a sudden movement. - And this is not going to be in a good way ... - He then took hold of my lips, introducing his hot tongue right into my mouth, before even a moan interfered with the act.
That was when his lips then slid from mine and ran over my pulse point. It was impossible at this point not to feel his hot tongue walking and then biting my neck, taking good breaths away. Then I felt his slender hands wander around my waist, and scratch the skin of the place, savagely. He still brought them down, running down his thighs and then, without me being able to see, he squeezed them tightly.
- A-Atem ...- The moan escaped from the lips, while my face was already extremely flushed, and my eyes were closed, avoiding at all costs to look at such pleasurable acts.
He then quickly covered my mouth, causing me to open my eyes just a little to face him. He put the index finger of his free hand on his lips in a gesture of silence and looked at me.
- Stop making these sounds so dirty ...- He said and then smirked at her mischievous lips. - You don't want to be heard, right Yugi? - He ran his free hand that did not cover my mouth to my abdomen and touched my stomach muscles, raising his fingers and making a shiver run through my body with such touches.
He suddenly climbed up my shirt, quickly removing it. I opened my eyes wide, while he laughed at the situation and approached between kicks in bed. I got up immediately and sat on the bed, watching as he cornered me right there at the headboard and pressed his arms each to one side of my head. He laughed again with mischief and then he met my eyes, with his own different colors. He bit down on my lower lips, feeling my loud, ragged breath run across his face.
- Oh gods, I want him so much ...- He murmured wildly as he paced those feverish eyes over my half-naked body.
I shuddered at that comment, seeing the truth in his eyes that I did not hide in words. He then walked away, letting go of the arms that hovered around the sides of my head and sat on his knees, and then straightened up, finally staying in the pose of an Indian.
- Come here. He then patted my thighs, ordering me to sit on them.
Upon his intense gaze, I directed my fragile body towards him, as if mesmerized by his authoritarian figure. I awkwardly moved my legs, intertwining them with his body and positioned myself over his thighs. I avoided looking at him, with an exasperated shame that took over my entire being. But inside, I was dying of curiosity about what sensations this time he would make me feel, just to provoke me.
This one attacked my neck again, which brought out a sudden loud groan. He ran his hands down my body until he reached my buttocks, which were startled by the position. The greatest took advantage of the situation to give a deal of strong squeezes in the region, that took me more gasps and ended up making me have to cover your mouth so that they don't come out high. Seeing the situation, Atem took the opportunity to lower his lips further, now covering my nipples.
I quickly grabbed his hair, and tried to stop him from licking the area. But it had been useless. As soon as the new, strange sensation washed over me, the moans increased. I didn't know that this area was so sensitive, and even so Atem made it seem that they were very, very sensitive indeed. I ended up fidgeting on his lap with the devastating sensation. And after doing so much stirring, something underneath surprised me. Still holding Pharaoh's hair, I realized that he was excited. The volume that grew under my thighs, no longer denied the effect of which Pharaoh passed in silence, just nibbling on the pink nipples.
- Mhnm ... Atem ...- I called low between moans.
He just looked up reluctantly, and growled softly. With his hands he threw me back on the bed and positioned himself on top of me, still with my thighs wrapped around his waist. He pulled me further against his body, making me practically go against his apparent erection. It was then that I heard a hoarse moan leave if his lips, very low, more audible by their proximity. His hands then grabbed the hem of my pants and my heart pounded. His fingers went over the bar, playfully, but I started to get really thoughtful and instinctive fear settled over me.
- N-No. Please ...- I removed your hands quickly and covered myself with my own hands.
I saw his confused look on my fears. I felt my eyes watering quickly and my cheeks flushing even more, if possible. He tried to get closer again, but before his serene eyes could explain or change his strategy, I headed off the bed quickly, grabbing my t-shirt lying between the bedspreads and walking backwards towards the door, seeing him frown over the bed, now alone.
- Sorry ... I'm sorry ... - Those were the only words that shyly left my lips before I ran to the door and bolted out of the room.
I put the shirt on quickly and skipped down the stairs. I only stopped walking when I found myself out of the house. The feet, still bare, then rested. I knocked my tired body on the door of the house and leaned it right there, now putting my hands on my chest that was throbbing loudly and my breath seemed to be gasped with hot air coming out of my lips. I slipped through the door and ended up sitting alone on her way, bringing my knees to me and supporting my arms there to lower my head and hide it between my cocoon.
The tears did not come out. They just made my vision blurred and put out a strange feeling of fear outside at that moment, walking inside the room. But now, away from Atem's arms, the feeling of fear was being replaced by one of guilt and remorse. I wasn't sure what had given me to suddenly refuse him out of nowhere and run out of the house. A childish act and now it made me look like a complete idiot.
As soon as I recovered, I decided to go back inside the house. In spite of everything, I didn't have the courage to go back to the room thinking how much Atem could be hating me now, or how I would have looked at him for having done such idiocy. I stayed in the living room, and even talked to my grandfather who passed by the room when he had already closed the store. I stayed up late, watching TV and fiddling with my cell phone, although nothing made my thoughts distract and forget Pharaoh's seductive looks and touches. They came back stronger and stronger over my mind and my body was already hot and my breathing was uneven.
Finally, I decided to return to the room, it was too late. I went up the stairs, and heard the footsteps that resonated through it as if it were my sentence coming. However, when I cautiously opened the door and peered inside, the room was empty. Apart from the moonlight, nothing was on my bed, or even among the other furniture. I took a look, entering and closing the door behind me. I sighed, I don't know whether to be relieved or disappointed.
I sat on the bed, legs out of it, being tossed gently back and forth like a child, as if the movements were going to calm my turbulent mind. And it was from this childhood trance that I saw someone's slender legs in front of me. I quickly looked up and found Atem's reddish irises. His serene look looked hurt, although nothing but them made the posture of the greatest give this impression. I ended up quickly lowering my eyes in shame.
- Why are you avoiding my eyes? His voice was as calm as ever.
Out of nervousness, I ended up not answering him. My hands were already sweating, and I felt my face very hot. This was his effect on me, almost always since that kiss day on.
- You're avoiding me all day. Not you do you like me more ??? His voice sounded a little hurt, but even more firm.
I looked up then and looked surprised, trying to think of the best words to explain myself.
- Not! Of course I like you Atem ... - He said quickly while looking at him. - It's a mistake ... of course I like you. II love you Atem! - He then opened his eyes wide - It's just ... I was so nervous because I like you so much, I ended up running away. I'm sorry ... I didn't want you to feel rejected, I'm sorry. I was so nervous that I couldn't say anything.
Pharaoh then slowly sat down beside me. He looked at me closely and ran the tip of his nose against mine in a gesture of affection and then just looked at me intently closely.
- I thought you started to hate me. I was worried about it after all I did to you ... - He said softly without even looking away inches from mine.
As soon as he said it, I remembered the touches on my pants, the licks and all the caresses he did on my body without any qualms.
- That's ... it's not c-as if I ... - I couldn't complete the sentence.
He suddenly ran his hands up my abdomen again, under his shirt, while still looking at me.
- Do you hate it when I touch you?
- N-no. - He said timidly, how much he felt chills from the touches.
Then he brushed his lips over mine, and then sealed them, in a comfortable, loving peck. He gave one more and pulled away to see me.
- And when do I kiss you?
- I love it. - Said between his caresses.
Then his hands went up even higher and touched the tip of my nipple. He brought his lips closer together, giving a peck and saying the sentences too close to mine.
- What about here? Is it okay for me to touch them or suck them? - He now said between a mischievous smile.
Since my responses were only low, gasping moans, he lowered his lips to the area and nibbled on them. I threw my head back slightly feeling that sense of excitement at the touch of the sensitive area. Faced with this situation, something in me this time woke up between the cloths of the pants. I let out a little moan and Atem smiled, lifting his face and looking at me. He put a finger inside my mouth and smiled again.
- What? - He looked at me. - What do you want me to do with you? Say it out loud.
Sometimes I manage to surprise even myself.
- II want you to touch me ... here. - I pointed with my hands.
Saying the most embarrassing things possible.
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