Red Strings of Fate (Haunted Series 2)

Strings 31: Ghost

Ngayon na nakikita ko 'to nang malapit, nakaka-intimidate. Paano 'to kumasya sa akin?

"Is this your first time sucking on a dick baby?" Naramdaman kong hinawakan niya ang buhok ko palayo sa akin habang ako'y tumatango. "Good."

I looked back at him underneath my eyelashes. "Teach me."

He smirked with that villainous grin. "Open."

I closed the distance between us, and my tongue darted to taste the leaking precum on his tip. It's sweet and a little salty.

Following his order, I open my mouth, pushing him further inside me as I sloppily move my head back and forth. He hisses, and I stare up at him, "Don't use your teeth, baby."

Closing my eyes, I trusted my instincts to keep on sucking him like a hungry woman on crack sucking a lollipop. It wasn't hard to do because he's addicting.

"You're doing good, baby."

When I stare at him back, he's dazed, clutching my cheek and my hair, letting me explore him as I lick, squeeze, and suck. His compliments charge me to continue. Not caring about how saliva dripped on the side of my mouth and how my eyes burned from the gag reflex.

I want him to feel the same emotions I had when he was under me. I'm the one on my knees but I have the power because I'm doing this to him. I unravel him.

I wanted to be his outlet.

Not the physically damning kind, but his mental, emotional, this kind of physical outlet.

I hear his grunts turn more guttural as he fucks my mouth and I accept it all. His body goes rigid, and I look up, adoring how his face contorts in pleasure.

He burst in my mouth, and I greedily lapped up all of his release.

"Hope..." He held me under my underarms to carry me up. Smashing our faces together as he kissed me feverishly, not caring about how he was tasting himself. I could also taste remnants of me on his tongue, but it only urged me to bite and lick his lips.

Resting our foreheads together, our breathings are heavy, joining with the sound of the trees dancing with the wind.

"If this is how you calm me down, then I should be angry more often." He licked my face, and I turned to him angrily, even though I was smiling, and my heart bloomed with pride as he said these words.

Hera didn't want to see him. He says people don't disturb him for a reason, but I calmed him down. Me.

"Tangina, ba't mo ko dinidilaan? Aso ka ba?"

"Rawr." Sabi niya at kinakagat ang labi ko.

"Dinosaur 'yan, gaga."

Tumawa siya habang lumalayo sa akin para kunin ang t-shirt na nakasabit sa isang sanga para punasan ang katawan kong pinaglabasan niya.

I stare at him as he cleans me up and fixes my clothes and hair, which had random leaves attached to it. His eyes are focused, and he has a lazy smile that I know I'll regret erasing when I open my mouth and ask.

"Why were you angry?" May kinawawa pa siyang inosenteng puno sa galit niya.

And just as I expected, his face turned guarded. A mixture of anger and... worry? "Doesn't matter."

Sumimangot ako, "Don't hide from me."

"And you don't hide from me." Tinaasan niya ako ng kilay at napahinto ako. "Do you think I don't notice you running away? You don't meet my eyes when I ask how you are."

He pins me again on the tree, and I can't escape his calculating gaze.

"I know when you're hiding, Hope. Don't see my act in giving you space as a clearance for being a hypocrite."