Something That Science Can't Explain

Chapter 5: Why Not?

She's starting to panic. I can sense her trembling, shaking a bit, and sweating.

Her aura is starting to change, too.

The energy she's emitting is make me lose my mind.

"My jaw." I answered.

She was apathetic about my cringe-worthy joke and was about to say something like a "Ha-ha. Very funny" response when I caressed her right cheek.

Her change of expression is faster than our Wi-Fi speed at home.

"H-h-h-hoy! Anong ginagawa m-"

"Sorry."

I leaned more until our faces met. That's when I made my move.

Our lips made contact.

I never knew someone I just met would drive me crazy and made me do something desperate beyond compare.

I stopped to catch my breath and whispered. "Sorry."

I did it again, but this time, she tried to resist.

She kept pushing me away until she lost her power to.

I kept kissing until she responds. But still, no response.

I licked her lower lip, and finally, she opened her mouth.

Down, onto the floor, we go.

I just kept kissing, exploring her mouth with my tongue, and doing more naughty stuff my hands can do.

I took her shirt off, unclipped her bra, and reached out for every men's hopes and dreams.

I groped it like there's no tomorrow, twitching and playing with the nips with my thumb while I let my other fingers enjoy the lumpy fat.

She let out a soft moan.

"Zac..." She called out for my name. Just hearing her voice stimulated me so much. "Zac!" I pressed my lips against her valley and wildly let out all of my heart's content, licking and sucking it.

My left hand, however, can't help it. It wanted to find a warm shelter. It slid through beneath her shorts and then through her underwear.

That's where it found a moist cave and inserted itself there.

This time, she let out an aggressive moan along with the excessive mention of my name.

It's like she wants to stop because I'm being morally disgusting but at the same time doesn't want to stop because she seems to be enjoying it.

"ZAC!" She shouted once more.

But this time, everything in my sight went blur.

That's when I realized natutulog pala ako all this time and Dren was trying to wake me up.

"Uy, matutulog ka pa. Ito na oh! Nakahanda na ung pagkain."

She looks really mad but it's so cute I can't take it seriously.

But... why am I getting a feeling of Deja Vu?

We went downstairs and headed to the dining room.

Pinritong adobo pati buttered rice ung pagkain.

Nothing special, pero mukhang masarap naman.

"Sorry, ang cheap ko. Ung adobo pati ung rice, left over lang namin kagabi."

I just smiled. "It's fine. Di naman ako mareklamo or demanding or anything eh. Besides, you're doing me a favor. Nakakahiya naman if mag-kocomplain pa ko."

She smiled, too.

I took a spoonful of rice with meat in my fork.

I could say; ung scent pa lang, nakakatakam na.

Hinipan ko muna before putting it in my mouth. Medyo mahirap lang kasi Dren was watching me the whole time with her eyes' undivided attention.

Mukha siyang kinakahaban. She's unnecessarily worried.

Ano ako? Gordon Ramsay na magagalit kapag hindi medium rare ung meat?

I took a bite anyway. And let me tell you this; it was so good, the flavors exploded in my mouth like how the Japanese planes bombarded Pearl Harbor.

The food she made sa panaginip ko is honestly better but that doesn't mean her adobo is bad. It's good. It reminded me of mom's cooking. But unlike my grandfather, she's not dead yet. So I didn't get all teary-eyed.

I did shed a tear dahil sa sobrang init ng pagkain kahit hinipan ko na.

"H-h-hh-hhaaaaaa~"

"U-uy! Zac! Okay ka lang??" Obviously NOT. "Yan kasi. Subo kasi ng subo agad."

Wrong choice of words!

Nung lumamig na sa bunganga ko ung pagkain, dun ko na minuya and nilunok.

"H-hinipan ko naman eh..."

;-;

"Dapat at least nilapit mo muna sa— nevermind. Inom ka muna ng tubig." She handed me a glass and I took a sip from it.

"Thanks.."

"Wag isubo agad ha?"

My mind is greener than today's Earth.