Dahlia's Lover

CHAPTER 11

Sexual Fantasies

Warning: SPG.

"Do you want to come in?" I asked Revaz when we arrived at the unit.

Matagal niya akong tinitigan. We are done with Mr. Nueva issue. He explains better than me, to be honest. Masyado lang talaga akong nabigla sa pangyayari na alam ng lalaking ito ang tungkol sa mga patagong nangyayari sa estudyante ko. I just want to ask Hans about his problems, I want to try it so that I can help him better. Pero kung ayaw niya talaga, then I'll respect it.

"Sure." he answered.

I opened the door and entered. I turned on the lights as he entered. Naramdaman ko ang presensya ni Revaz sa aking likod so I turned my gaze to him. Busy siya sa pag-observe ng condo.

Luckily, I vacuum this place before I leave earlier. Nakakahiya naman sa kaniya kung maaabutan niya na makalat ang condo.

"You can sit anywhere you want." i uttered.

He looked at me and nodded. "Okay." umupo siya sa sofa na nasa aking tabi. "I'll sit here."

Prente siyang umupo roon habang naka-krus ang mga binti. Nakapangalumbaba ang kamay niya sa table beside him. His whole body is stretched, that's why I can't stop staring at his chest and arms. The upper four buttons of his shirt are opened, so his tattoo there is slightly pecking. Nakikita ko ang dibdib niya na namumula. Might as well the big tribal tattoo, hindi ko iyon maaninagan ng maayos dahil pababa ang design.

Revaz Montague is really simple.

Sa hindi ko mabilang na pagkakataon, muli na namang nagtama ang mga mata namin. At this time, it's new. Hindi kagaya ng paraan ng pagtitig niya sa akin kanina noong nasa kotse kami. I can see... fierceness.

Why am I seeing desire in his eyes?

"Do you need anything?" nais ko'ng basagin ang katahimikan. "Food, beverages... anything?"

He blinked. "I'll just have water."

Water. "Okay."

I went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Kinuha ko ang pitcher na may lamang cold water and pour it into the ceramic glass. Bumalik ako sa sala para ibigay iyon kay Revaz, but the moment that I was already on the turning point, na malapit na ako sa kaniya,

Nadulas ako.

"Oh, gosh! I'm sorry—!" hindi ko na namalayan ang nangyari at natagpuan ko na lamang ang sarili ko na pinupunasan siya gamit ng tuyong bimpo.

What have you done, Dahlia! Natapunan ko siya, for Christ's sake! Halos maubos ang tubig na nasa ceramic glass because of my stupidity. It was just an accident and then... oh my goodness.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." I was repeating my apology to him as I was wiping his shirt. Inabot iyon ng hanggang pants niya so I need to clean it up too. Nasa pagitan ako ng mga hita niya. Nakaluhod ang kanang tuhod ko sa tiles and my hand is placed in a corner ng chair.

"So we're both wet now, huh?" his voice is strained. Dahan-dahan ko na inangat ang tingin sa kaniya, only to realize that he is looking at me.

Nakatingala ako sa kaniya. Both of his hands are resting on the handle of the chair. Though I can't see the expression on his face, I can clearly see the details of his face.