Capítulo 4: A kiss... And F-francis??
Mason glared at me intensely as he shooked his head and sighed*
Mason stood by the front door, his hand on the doorknob, ready to leave. I watched him intently, knowing that he was torn between his duty and his desire.
"Is everything alright, Mason?" I asked, my voice filled with concern. Deep down, I knew the answer, but I couldn't help but hope that he would choose to stay and fulfil my desires.
He glanced back at me. "I wish I could stay and help your stupid horny ahh, but my job requires me to check up on you and then leave," he replied, his voice tinged with melancholy.
As he turned to face me, I mustered the courage to express what I had been feeling all along. "Mason, I can see it in your eyes. You don't want to leave. There's something between us, something that goes beyond your duty," I whispered seductively.
He nodded, his eyes filled with a glint of longing and resignation. "...yeah?"
I stepped closer to him, my heart pounding in my chest. "What if we didn't let duty dictate our hearts? What if we allowed ourselves to feel, to explore what could be between us?" I asked, my voice filled with hope.
Mason hesitated, his gaze searching mine for answers. He knew the risks, the consequences that awaited him if he chose to stay. But in that moment, it was as if our connection transcended the boundaries of duty and reason.
Without uttering a word, Mason closed the gap between us. His lips met mine in a tender, passionate kiss, sealing our unspoken desires. Time seemed to stand still as we surrendered to the intoxicating feeling of being wanted and loved.
In that stolen moment, we knew the risks we were taking. We were stepping into uncharted territory, defying the rules that bound us. But love, in all its unpredictable glory, knows no boundaries.
As our lips parted, we looked into each other's eyes.
Little did we know that our forbidden longing would set in motion a series of events that would challenge us in ways we never anticipated. But as we stood there, hand in hand, we knew that love was worth fighting for.
And so, with the taste of his rough kiss still lingering on my lips.
We soon heard a knock on the door.
Mason quickly pushed me away and spoke.
"Who's there...?"
The voice was kept quiet but soon responded after in a low tone, "Francis Moses. You ordered a batch of milk some days ago but I was sick so I didn't deliver..."
I quickly looked at Moses rather than at the door.
"Ah yes..."
I headed towards the door and looked through the peep hole. There was Francis looking puzzled at the door. He held a crate of milk in his arms and waited patiently for someone to come out and get it. I hesitated but opened the door.
"Hey... how are you feeling?" *I took the crate from his arm.*
As soon as he saw me, his head started hurting and he closed his eyes.
"A-are you okay? Francis?" *I held my hand out to him*
Francis collapsed to the ground.
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