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CHAPTER 2 :*

CHAPTER 1

Tristan practically sprinted his way to his own bathroom the moment he entered his house. He was undressing as he strode his way to reach the bathroom because mother of all fucks, he's sporting a very mean hard-on he couldn't think logics and any sense at all! 

Someone could've asked asked him the difference between g-sharp and g-flat and he would've answered I don't know and he's a damned vochalist for the matter. That was the kind of mean he was talking about. And it hurt. So bad. He turned the shower knob and automatically gripped his base and sorted himself out of the fuckin' situation. Shit.

 The last time he did this was when he was still fourteen! He groaned and shouted a curse. He's imagining Emily's hot fluids coating his cock as he rode himself deep inside her pussy. How her boobs would bounce hard as she'd strive hard to follow his lead. How she'd moan when he'd finally bite her nipples as he made her come. How..

 ''Fuck.'' Ungol niya. Napapabilis ang paggalaw ng kamay niya habang inilalarawan ang imahe nito sa isip niya. In a matter of seconds, he shot his loads off. He irritatingly slapped the bathroom's wall as he muttered a series of curse he'd known.

 That was insane. It was a friggin' miracle how did he manage to drive himself home safe while all the while back there, his memory had never left Emily's side. Humugot siya ng hininga saka nagsimulang maligo. He's seriously thinking about lubricating her.

 Sa sobrang sikip nito, tiyak niyang mawawalan ito ng malay kapag pumwersa siya. She was clearly hurting back there and he could't afford to hurt her again. He couldn't.

He finished his bath, strode his way back and retired himself on the couch, the first comfortable surface he had seen as he walked out from the bathroom.

 All of the sudden, shit finally dawned on him. Damn but, he's entirely tired.

 The one-week concert in Baguio was a blast but it left all of them deathly exhausted. Iyon marahil ang dahilan kung bakit hindi man lang nagising si Eros kanina kahit paminsanang napapasigaw si Emily. Pagkagaling nilang lima sa airport ay kumain lang sila sa isang bukas na restaurant sa bandang Malate pagkatapos ay nagsipag-uwian na.

 He waited for about an hour right after Eros went in to their house before he found himself climbing his way up to the wall and to Emily's bedroom. For the first time in his thirty two years of existence, he was feeling getting excited seeing a woman and not the other way around. 

He used to avoid serious relationships as if it were a contagious disease since he's busy banging girls who would willingly sucked everything including his toes. By whoever's admission, including his own, he had been a certified sex player and had fucked every woman who would want to get fucked. 

And it wasn't at all secret around the band's awareness that's why he perfectly understood Eros' warnings to Emily even before they met. Protective lang ito para sa kapatid. Who would want him as a boyfriend for their sisters, eh? 

Ngunit paano niya maipapaliwanag sa kaibigang nagbago na siya in full 180 degree? Emily had managed to straighten his mind out. He could never forget that first encounter together.

''Come on, get up!''

Napatanga silang apat sa mala-diyosang babae na bigla na lang pumasok sa loob ng exclusive room na nirentahan nila at diretsong sinita si Eros. Nang tumikhim si Rocky at titigan sila nito nang may babala, saka lang niya naintindihan kung sino ang babaeng ito.

 Ito lang naman ang kapatid ni Eros na tinawagan ni Rocky kanina upang tulungan sila sa pagpa-pacify kay Eros. She was wearing a faded fitted jeans which was torn on knee caps.