62 - Fender

She raised her head and met Fender's gaze. He's now holding his manhood. She took a swallow, bit by bit, avoiding hwr gaze. Her cheek flushed.

"Don't avert your gaze. Look at me."

She was forced to return her attention to him.

"Are you scared?"

She did not respond. All she knew was that as she stared at his manhood her chest pounding hard. Fender climbed back onto the bed and locked his gaze on her. He kissed her cheek and smelled her hair. The way it smelled on her tickled her, and before she could push Fender away, he grabbed her hand and kissed her.

She overcome the pain when Fender entered at her. Her claw dug into his back, and tears streamed down her cheeks. It hurts!

"Shhh... I'm sorry I hurt you... You know how I can't help myself. Shhh... I'm sorry, love…"

Her eyes welled up with tears. She bit her lower lip hard and resisted the urge to stop him. Fender kissed her tenderly on the lips, and his kiss seemed to help. The pain she's experiencing was relieved, but it wasn't enough for the agony and pain she was experiencing within her womanhood to vanish completely, as if something was being torn.

"F-fender!" her cries became more strident. She couldn't handle his size, and if it insisted, she might pass out. It was not only large, but also long, and it seemed to eat away at her remaining strength.

"Shhh… it's okay love, just a little, love. I'm almost there."

"I love you— but it hurts!"

"I know... I know," he said as he kissed her chin and neck.

She put up with the discomfort. Hopefully, the pain will subside soon, and she will no longer be able to cope. Fender had finally entered her world, and their bodies had finally been united under the Northern Lights. She finally gave up her body to him and devoted her entire being to the man she adored...





AS SHE opened her eyes, Blessy sighed. She rolled her eyes and quickly searched for the man. She sat down when she remembered she was in Baryo ng Felopina, recovering. The dream came back to her. No, not just a simple dream. But their past. Everything from their past.

She wiped the tears from her eyes right away. That was a long time ago, so why bring it up now? All she wanted right now is to serve God and nothing else.

"Are you all right, Sister Blessy?"

She looked at her companion, who had just awoken. Looking at her made her feel sleepy. "Yes, Sister, I'm fine. I'll be there in a second. ”

It simply nodded and returned to sleep. After putting on her slippers, she decided to get out of bed and walk straight to the door. She'd just drink some water, get some fresh air, and pray in the grotto. If necessary, she would beg forgiveness repeatedly.

She entered the grotto, carrying the small lamp. The night was dark and quiet, but she was unafraid. Because the entire area was safe, she knelt in front of the grotto and prayed.

"Am I in your prayers?"

When the man who had repeatedly visited her in her dream appeared next to the grotto, she was taken aback. He's dressed in a black and staring at her intently. She quickly stood up and took a step away from him.

"Blessy," a strong hand restrained her, and she sank into Fender's chest with the force of his pull.

She became overwhelmed as the pain in her wound worsened, but she didn't notice the young man. Blessy could tell Fender was staring at her from the moonlight. His gaze was drawn to her, and she was drowning in his eyes. She averted her gaze quickly and pushed the man with one hand.

"W-what exactly are you doing here?"

"Does that question still exist, Blessy?"

She bit her lower lip. What is she supposed to say in this situation? She already assumed that Fender would not follow her, but she was mistaken. She underestimated Fender's abilities when it came to her.

"Can you please let me go?"

It mumbled and grinned. "Will I allow you?"

She quickly nodded. Her grip on the rosary she was carrying became more firm. Even she doubted the word he would give her because she knew it was unlikely.

"Do you think I won't be able to find you?"

She took a step backwards, as Fender had said. She can't stay in the grotto for long. She can't stay out for long with who she's with, and who knows where the man will take them.

"I-I'll be right back—"

"No."

“Mr. Hears—" She was about to say something when the young man covered her lips with his lips. It did not allow her to speak. Fender wrapped his arms around her and quickly grabbed her breast. It simply let her out when she needed to take a breath of fresh air.

"Now, Blessy, will you fucking tell me everything?"

She slapped him in the face. It has no right to show up anywhere and kiss her if it so desires. Fender no longer owns her, and something is preventing her from telling the story of the previous two of them. The truth is that Fender cannot do what he desires.

"If you don't tell me what we are, I'll take you here where we are and you can stop me."

She frowned and glared angrily at what Fender said "Are you trying to frighten me? If you do that to me, I'll yell that you're raping me."

He laughed and touched his lips in response to what she said. "You give me yet another reason to claim you right here."

She abruptly turned pale. The first thought that came to mind was to run inside the church and ask for assistance, but Fender quickly pulled her waist and drew her in closer. He kissed her passionately and didn't seem to want to let go of her lips.

She struggled to break free from his tense embrace with her. Her eyes began to water as a result of the way he kissed her. She wanted to be free of Fender's iron grip, but he didn't appear to have any plans to do so.

“F-fender! Just let me go, please! ”

He simply smiled and stroked her cheek. "It's too late, love."

















He was shocked at the last thing he said. Everything he had to say was left on the air. It was as if there was some magic in her saying that she obeyed and ‘didn’t complain about her hug and kiss. Fender's earlier passionate and offensive kiss has now become gentle. It was full of love and respect for him.

"Fender!" He was paralyzed when it bit his neck and gently sucked on it. He was gripped tightly by its head and he felt no resistance whatsoever. Maybe even his body, this is what he is looking for even though it is forbidden. Even ‘can’t.

He felt his body rise in the air, it made him lie down. He did not ask where Fender would take him. Their lips continue to weaken against each other as if there is no tomorrow.

Fender leaned him against a tree. The part that the man brought her was dark and no one would notice them if Mother Jean woke up.

"Umm!" he bit his lip as Fender began to take off his clothes. He just let it go. He gripped her tightly by the hair as it began to suck on his neck. "Ahhh Fender!"

"Yeah?"

He closes his eyes tightly and insists ‘don’t make a noise. But how could he keep quiet if Fender had once again indulged him in something that ‘can’t be repeated’? She sighed no doubt taking off her wearing undies while its lip and on her two breasts. In the tree he took strength and held on tightly to it.

Her finger gently massaged her femininity and in what Fender was doing, she was even more overwhelmed by the taste of the sensation that enveloped her whole being. After a while he stood up and kissed her softly.

“I love you Blessy…” She lifted her like a paper in the air and she didn't expect the sudden entry of her guest into her femininity.

"Ahhh!" she moaned. He put his hand around her neck and took support. He propped her up against the tree with her two thighs clasped around her waist and Fender's hand rested on her seat.

“Fuck Blessy, you’re making me crazy!”

"Fender!"

Full of love the man rushed at her as he repeatedly uttered his name in the air. The crickets earlier around were noisy, suddenly fell silent. Even the moon, whose light had been bright lately, suddenly hid in the thick cloud as if she didn't want to look at the one body of the man she loved again.

“I swear I won’t let you run away from me again, love. You’re mine and I feel it. ”

He did not respond to what Fender said. He kept his eyes closed and savored the taste they shared, the rhythm it made that he liked to do when they were still together. When it was time for them to be on their side.

Slowly her tears fell. No matter how hard she tried to ‘don’t cry in front of the young man as she claimed him, she couldn’t control her emotions. Because the truth is, he will hate it in case it finds out what really happened to them before they both lose the memory of their past.

"Love, please don't cry." Fender stopped to claim him. He tenderly kissed her forehead and sank into her neck. “I don’t want to be sorry for what happened to‘ tin today but fuck! To hear you cry seems to choke my heart. ”

"Because you don't understand Fender…" he sobbed softly.

He stared at her and even though he couldn't see her face, he knew her eyes were dim looking at him. They are both naked and their bodies are still together but it seems that Fender intends to separate their bodies.

"How can I understand if you don't tell me, Blessy?"

He bit his lip and did not answer. Is he ready? is he ready to tell her their past? He was quickly shaken. He didn’t want to go back to that past.

"I have nothing more to say."

"Damn it!" It moved away from him. He picked up his clothes and quickly put them on his body. There was that caution but he could feel Fender's quick action. “Stay quiet, Blessy. I can hear footsteps, ”he said when he finished dressing.

"Huh?" he was immediately alerted. She thought it was Mother Jean and might have woken up to the growl she and Fender had made.

“One, two, three people. Fuck! ” It quickly pulled him away and he could no longer react to the speed of events.

"Let me go!" he promised weakly and he tried to remove his hand from its grip but it seemed that he had no intention of releasing him.

"They're after us," he said weakly.

"Huh?"

“Once you see him, shoot him down. The organization wants him dead. ”

She sighed when she heard that voice in the distance an. She looked at Fender, even though it was dark in their hiding place Blessy knew it was alert. It gripped him tightly as if to protect him no matter what. Blessy feels that danger awaits them once people looking for it find them.

“You two, there you are inside the church. That Zerus is just here. ”

"Copy."