Kiss from a drunken master

I...is this true? H...he's holding my waist and gently pushes me closer to him, I...I can't believe this is happening.
,
I could feel the movement of his lips on my lips and the heat caused by his hands caressing down my arm. his other hand was on my neck supporting me so that I could not move.
I could feel its soft lips that were at first calm and just seemed to stick to me. but eventually, it was its gradual emphasis at the same time as he pushed me closer to him.
I hold his cellphone while my hands are on his chest preventing me from giving in to the trap of his lips.
it moved and I almost fainted in the hope that I could stop him from pressing harder and deeper into kissing me. but it seems that he alone lacks my strength. he is a man and I know he is stronger than me.
I felt it gently tweak me. is he drunk why is he doing this and why am I letting him do this to me?
"Maki! What? What are you doing !?"
I shouted loudly at the same time as I pushed him away. I gathered the strength to do that as he almost lifted my fitted blouse. I didn't even realize that his hand had entered inside the shirt I was wearing and that he was going to drop a kiss on my neck.
he just closes his eyes and I almost catch my breath, I don't know. it was also hard for my own body not to kiss him back while my lips almost gave up and kissed him too. good and I felt him unzip the zipper on the back of my skirts. I suddenly realized the reality. especially when he caressed my chest.
I quickly pulled up the zipper of my skirt.
and my rising clothes went down.
I can't breathe and I can hardly look at him, I'm still ashamed of what he did, but
I'm embarrassed because I didn't realize ...
that I unbuttoned the two buttons on his black polo shirt.
is that the effect of his kiss? I'm not aware that I'm working on a way to undress him. embarrassing.
"Get out of my room," I heard him say in a dark tone. I felt cold and I stocked my feet in my seat.
I was on the edge of his bed and standing. while he was on the far side of his bed.
"I said get out!"
I could almost close my eyes when he shouted. The first time I was shouted at by a man, it was scary.
I put his phone down on the bed and almost ran to the door. I could even see his dark stares at me and the parting of his lips. I do nothing wrong with him, why is he angry? I must be the one to be angry because he stole my kiss again. but ...
I looked at my hands.
When did I learn how to unbutton his polo shirt? I can not remember.
aww,"
I moaned to feel the heat of my stomach. the pain and there seems to be a precipitate.
I'm just out of breath, can I just forget?
the hell, why did he do that?
I continued to the kitchen where I saw the bag with only women's clothes. can I just take a bath? might it just disappear?
I ran in the direction of a chair and saw the travel bag there. I opened it and took out a pair of clothes.
I stopped and closed my eyes, a hot liquid came out of me. my body can't react to his simple kiss.
my body wants to continue, but it can't happen. not possible because I also promised myself that I will only give everything to the man I will marry. and not to the like of him.
I stopped for a moment and ran closer to the bag that was sitting on the chair.
I'm in the kitchen now and I just thought of taking a bath.
I was just approaching the bag when I sat on a chair next to it.
"aww,"
I moaned softly when I felt the continuous flow of sticky liquid in my womanhood.
I was still very close to the end of the table in front of me.
I can't always be that way.
I had to suppress the sensation caused by his kiss.
the pain skit of my stomach! mixed heat and pain! then the relentless flow of fluid.
after feeling it, I thought of continuing to get clothes from the bag...
I'll just take a bath, maybe in that way this feeling will disappear.
I was on my way to enter a bathroom when I noticed that something is missing.
A towel!
I used his towel yesterday when I took a bath but that towel is in my room hanging on. I hang it on to make it dry cause of the wind.
But...Should I need to come back to my room which is next to his room?
I can clearly say that I was afraid to go back to that place because of him. He's a pervert and yes, he's a good kisser.
So...should I go back or not? But I need a towel to use.
*********
Tiptoeing*
I need to tiptoe while walking back to my room, I even saw his room's door, slightly open and I was afraid to pass through his room.
I...I should not make a noise to prevent him from seeing me.
I walk,
I passed. My heart is pounding and my hands are shaking cause of nervous,
This man really sucks and his way of making me feel nervous every second of the day I was with him.
But I need to do it because he really paid for Sana's operations and even promise to pay me for a few days with him.
I quickly get the red and black color towel that is hanging on the metal bridges of the window.
After getting it, I took a peek at the outside of my room. I can see several trees and a very wide sea in front of it.
What Island is this? This is kinda gorgeous. The way it White beach-like sands getting wet by the sudden comes of the waves from the clear-blue water,
Is there a fish on there? I think I want to swim and dive into the water of the sea, It looks refreshing. It makes me smile and look more on the side of it. Nothing but the huge trees and some footprints on the sand.
I was cut off my daydreaming when
I heard someone close its door.
We are only two here so that means...he's that.
The way the door slams on the wall and create a terrible sound,
should I go get a knife and kill my own life?
He looks scarier than death. But sexy as hell.
"No. No. No. Cassandra, erase that fucking idea from your mind!"
I scolded myself.
This ain't easy to pretend that I am not affected by the way he slowly caressed my breast lately, and it really makes my tits stand up firmly. This shit. What is wrong with it? Aside from the idea that this is my first time letting a guy touches my sensitive skin, I don't know why it makes sense to me. Even Renz, my first boyfriend isn't doing this kind of shit to me, and then the hell him, Maki, who has the bravest side to touched me.
But the question is...
What is he going to do?
Until when can I get to convince myself not to return his kiss to him and how to tell my body to not become so erotic with his touches? The shit always happens to me.
With the pieces of clothes in my hands and the towel resting on my shoulder, I sighed and stop stepping for a while.
I should go to the bathroom and take a bath. Don't even give him a fuck stare or else I will fall onto his glances again.
I started to open a door widely and sneak out of it. I gently pulled it back to closed and then look around. My heart is pounding inside me that it could get outside of it. Shit, this,
"Uh, yeah, she's here, what is it to you?"
When I entered the Place a kitchen I heard him saying words on his phone. I wonder who's that person in the other line.
"Uhm, you have your girlfriend isn't you? So what's the point of her near me on this island?"
What? Are they talking about me? She and me, and then island? What is with that talks that he answered coldly and rudely?
"Where the hell did you get my number?"
He's always using his cold tone and I don't know where is he.
"Shit, of course, don't you dare call me again, or else, I will tell her your secret,"
Very rude.
I think, it is about the girl they both love...but why the hell is there an island word in their talks? It makes me think that they are talking about me. I know that he never loves me *hehe*
I decided to continue my walk towards the right corner and then approach the door of the bathroom.
I gently pushed it and locked it when I entered the room.
This shit, I don't know what to do. All I can do now is curse and curse all the time cause I'm so nervous every time that he's around.
Whoever it is, I hope that it is not about me. And the person he talks with is not important to my life.
*shower sounds while the water is running on its vast amount.*
"It's freaking me out of my head, how dare him to touch me?"
I asked while watching the figure of myself's reflection in the mirror, I'm originally a virgin and at the same time, with no experience at all this shit.
"He needs to be sued for what he did to me,"
I just said it to myself.
I looked again at the shower and open it. the water flowed from it again and I was honest. I pushed my hair back and I enjoyed the water that flowed on all parts of my body causing a sensation
"hmmm,"
I moaned at the feeling from the water as if I was being massaged with every flow of it.
I closed my eyes and continued to comb my hair.
that lip, Maki's face,
it's not a joke, he's handsome and really attractive even if it's just his looks. I just don't know why I have to pretend I don't like him,
no joke that he's really that so handsome and his way every time he cooks. for me, he is a husband. well, all the husband material is already with him.
his lips are so soft,
white-skinned, aromatic smell, smart, if he was the man I fought with then he was also smart.
But...
why did he do it? why did he kidnap me? does he like me? But hell no,
He's too handsome for me.
Why do I need to think of him even I'm in the shower huh? What the hell?
No, I should be focused on myself, I will protect myself in any way of him to approach me, I will until I can.
I was widening my eyes when I heard those steps approaching the door, my heart bumps, and My legs is shaking. Don't say that he will enter the door?
Wait, hell no!
I quickly get the towel on the hanger, I quickly wrapped it into my body and wait for the person outside of the door to open it.
This shit little organ stop beating, please!
"Hello?"
I heard him saying and then three knocks on the door followed.
What do I need to do? What the hell?
"Uhm, yeah? W-what do you need?"
I answered. Can't talk properly.
"Uhm, what do you want to eat?"
He asked. Does he care for me?
I placed my hand on my heart and could feel that my heart is beating so fast.
I questioned myself, why? An always why?
"Anything we have, I mean. It...it is okay to cook anything,"
I answered and still standing a distance from the door.
I didn't hear any words from instead the sound of footsteps leaving the door.
I could not see but I know, he was going too far now from the door.
"Wooh!"
I sighed and gave out all the air I was holding a while ago,
"That was so... Terrible, my heart is in trouble,"
I said. talking to myself.
He's kinda hard to talk to, I feel like if I answered wrong, he might kill me and no one would know about my sudden death.
I was walking around the hall back to the kitchen area. I saw a wall clock on the upper side of a white-painted wall.
"2:22 pm?"
I mumbled seeing the time on it.
It's already two in the afternoon and not surprising why it is so hot.
*sounds of a plate being placed on the ceramic table*
What is that? Is he preparing for a late lunch? Well, kinda uncomfortable cause I am wearing a black mini shorts and a pink stripes polo blouse.
This is too short.
I could smell the sweet aroma of a yummy lunch he was preparing. I'm craving for food! And I think that he knows it. He always cooks even if I did not request him to do so.
"Let us eat our late lunch," he stated without giving me a fucking stare, not like the other day before.
Wait, why do I think of his stare?
"Yeah, what is that?"
I asked as I looked down at the food.
"Teriyaki, don't you know that food?"
He asked and I stare at the food.
"I...I don't,"
I answered.
He gave out a sigh and then talk.
"Well if you don't know it,
Teriyaki is a Japanese dish consisting of fish or meat marinated in soy sauce and grilled.
The soy sauce used in the mixture is soy sauce, sake, ginger, and other flavorings, used in Japanese cooking as a marinade or glaze,"
He stated and I smiled. I nodded, I meet his gaze and looked away.
I guess we both looked away
What the heck is the silence between of us?
"If ever, you can taste it, and
You will taste the
sweet and tangy sticky sauce,
Cause its authentic teriyaki delivers a big hit of salty umami from its simple base of soy sauce and mirin,"
He stated and I sit down on the chair in front of him on the other side.
He put more rice on his bowl and I watched him doing it. He also gives me rice which is so fucking one of the cool sides of him.
"It also has a low-alcohol, sweeter version of sake, a traditional Japanese rice wine."
He added. Gosh, he's gonna make me fall. Why he is so hot?
Using his beautiful husky voice, and gentle way of giving me care, I think if ever we will be together for a long time, I will fall again.
Little did I know to me that I am such a person that easily falls in love with a person who has a skill in cooking, caring, and being gentle.
Which all was in him.
"How can you know about the cooking very well?"
The only words my mouth uttered.
Well, I was thinking about it previously, do one of his parents are a chef? A professional chef, maybe?
"It's just my hobby,"
He said and then get back to his seat.
He eats so silently and I was feeling so weird about everything. The silence, the only wind that gives sound, and the awkwardness in between the two of us. What the hell?
"Y...your hobby is cool,"
I said and that made him top for a while. But he gets back to eat again and never looked at me.
Awkward!
That's the only thing I could feel right now! He was too silent and I was just speechless. What should I do?
I took a slice of meat and start to eat it.
He's right! It's so good! I think I can lose my goals regarding being always fit.
"When did you start on cooking some foreign foods? Maki?"
I mumbled while chewing the meat. It's so sweet and has a salty-like taste!
"Uhm, I just do it, I mean, I just watched someone on youtube video teaching her viewers how to cook teriyaki and some foreign foods, I just tried to have some."
He said. Even in the awkwardness, I asked him more.
"What is her name? I should have to watch her also!"
"Didn't you know how to cook?" He asked and they looked at me.
It's kinda embarrassing but I should answer him with it.
"I know, but, I'm not good at it," I said and giggled.
He looked down at his food, he was serious about the food? Or disappointed in me?
"Ooh, that's okay," he answered and eat again.
Really? That's okay for him?
My heart, my heart, ahhhh....omg.
I hide my smile and then eat again. Shit,
"How was the taste of teriyaki? Does it too salty?"
I heard him asking and I look at him.
"It's too good, I'm kinda jealous, women should be the ones who are good for cooking, but it seems like in the two of us, it's kinda embarrassing..."
I answered. And smiled.
"Even in cooking, there should be a gender crisis?"
He asked and looked at my eyes. His freaking galaxy-like black eyes meet mine.
"What?" I asked and keep an eye on him.
"Pardon but, I think, that way of your thinking is not good for us, cooking is for all and there is no chosen gender to be good at it,"
He stated.
Fuck, he's right, I am right too in the idea that He's smart!
"et au fait, ça va, je peux cuisiner pour nous, je cuisinerai pour vous tous les jours et même dans le reste de nos vies,"
He whispered but enough to hear it.
I was dumbfounded when he parted his lips and said those words. What the hell is that? What does it mean?
"Uhm, is that a french?"
I asked and he nodded.
"How did you know?"
"I just think that French people often sound like that every time that they talk,"
"How did you know?"
He asked again. What the?
I remain silent for a few seconds until I understand what he tries to imply.
"I heard it from Renz,"
I joyfully retorted.
His eyes gets darker and I watched him as he put down his fork and a knife on the table, wipe the side of his mouth with the tissue and then drink water on the glass beside him.
Did I say something wrong?
"Yeah, Renz," he uttered. And the silence began to fill the air.
What does it mean?
"celui qui t'a quitté mais tu ne peux pas oublier de toute façon,"
I already know that I am stupid but you really tell to me that I'm kinda stupid than I know.
"Can you please say it in English? I couldn't understand you," I said.
"아무것도 아니야, 계속 먹어야 해" (translation: "it is just nothing, you should continue to eat," )
"음, 세 가지 언어를 사용하는 것이 좀 놀랍습니다." (Translation: "Uhm, it's kinda amazing that you use three languages,")
" just eat," he said, and then about to stand.
"Maki, did I say something bad?" I stopped him. I was shocked also that I questioned him these words.
He remains in silence and I was having a hard time reconstructing my words. What the hell. There is nothing wrong with that.