The Epitome of Algedonic Love

16: HARANA

'In the Philippines. Harana is a traditional method of wooing in which a man would sing and court a woman at nighttime outside her window. '

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❆ CLÍODHNA EISDRACHEN POINT OF VIEW ❆ 

"Hera..."

I stood there, gazing at her captivating attire. Nakakapanghina siyang tignan, mula sa legs niyang mahahaba, balingkinitang mga bewang, curved tummy and her well-defined abs were clearly visible under her dark outfit.

Lumunok ako, parang mapupugto ang hininga ko nang magawi ang tingin ko sa kanyang leeg. Ang puti, ang kinis, buti nalang and thankfully her hair was tied up, not obstructing the view.

Lumunok akong muli nang iangat ko pa ang aking mata sa kanyang mapupulang labi, mala rosas ang kulay, nakakapang-akit. Nagsasalita siya ngayon sa normal na speed but every movement of her lips seemed to happen in slow motion from my perspective.

Suddenly, she walked towards me, wearing gloves. She rested her index finger between my breasts, her touch causing a surge of heat through my body.

As her fingers elegantly danced along the contours of my chest and ultimately settled on my stomach, where she brushed against my skin, I knew I was in trouble.

"Clio, sana ganyan ka mamaya ka-focus sa shooting range practice natin" She whispered into my ear. Her voice was like honey, sending shivers down my spine and making me feel like I was in a trance.

Hindi na ako natutuwa sa reaction ng katawan ko. Kasabay ng paglunok ko at ang pagbagsak ng pawis ko. I wondered why it was so hot here.

I was about to step backward when I realized that being torpe around her would only lead me to disappointment.

Raising my left hand, I brushed it through my hair. I closed my eyes momentarily to gather strength.

Nang maibukas ko ang aking mata I slowly wrapped my hand around her waist, pulling her closer to my body.

Hanggang chin ko lang si Hera kaya ramdam ko ang kanyang paghinga sa leeg ko. As her breathing tickled my neck, I felt an overwhelming surge of desire. Her hands were placed gently on my chest, and when I looked into her eyes, her cheeks flushed crimson. 

Mas lalo kong hinigpitan ang hawak sa bewang niya.

"C-clio" she uttered softly, attempting to resist but immediately surrendering. I groaned softly as her leg brushed against mine, intensifying the friction and igniting a blaze within me.

I leaned in, aligning my lips with her ear. "H-Hera. I missed you," I whispered, and in that instant, my heart exploded with emotions.

Bigla siyang tumigil sa pagpalag, sobrang bigat at lalim ng kanyang mga paghinga. This newfound intensity was both overwhelming and dangerous for my body. She buried her head against my neck, releasing heated breaths, which I could feel so vividly. Nakakabaliw.

Gusto ko pang mas malapit siya. Gusto ko pang mas lalong yakapin siya. Gusto ko siyang ikulong sa loob ng mga bisig ko upang hindi na siya muling mawala sa paningin ko. The whole damn week had been a torture without her presence.

Gaano pa ba kahigpit ng kailangan kong ibigay na yakap sa kanya upang hindi siya maagaw ng iba? Hanggang kailan ko titiising makita siyang masaya sa iba na hindi ko man lang sinubukang ipagdamot siya?

Ayoko ng magtiis, ayaw ko ng manood. Pagod na akong magparaya. I want her, all for myself.

Tinignan ko siyang muli.