Sabi ni Hans worried lang daw sya na maiwan akong mag-isa sa bahay. Security reasons and all. But after what he did last night, I’m doubting na it was because of my safety. Parang mas delikado ako sa kanya e.
But if I’m gonna be honest, ang sarap nya mang-harass. I’m looking forward for another one later.
Right now, he’s still sleeping. So I’m gonna surprise him with Lucky Me Pancit Canton with two boiled eggs. My specialty. (Please don’t judge me.)
May 3 minutes pa ko bago maluto yung noodles. So to occupy my time, I sang.
“Kami’y narito…. Asahan nyong magtatanggol… Makikipaglaban para sa kapayapaan…”
Ang ganda ng birit ko ng Magic Knight Ray Earth na tagalized theme song when Hans hugged me from behind. I felt his morning wood right away.
Hmmm… Kala ko I took care of it before I got out of bed? Grabe ‘tong lalaking to. Nakakaubos ng lakas.
“Baby…” he said as he started nuzzling my neck.
Kusang pumaling yung ulo ko sa kanan. As I’ve said before, may initiative akong tao. Kung makakatulong ako na mapadali yung paglandi nya saken, tutulong ako.
I then felt his hand making a trip down to my inner thighs. Malapit na… And then he thrusted two fingers inside. Swabe ang pasok.
“Fuck, baby. You’re still wet.” He pumped his fingers three more times and then he pulled them out and showed it to me.
My pupils dilated as I watched juice flowing from his fingers.
“Kaninong tamod ‘to?” he asked seriously.
Ang aga aga ang bastos ng bibig ni Mr. Aragon.
“Sa’yo.” I answered in a whisper.
“Wrong, baby. Saten. Joint effort.” Tawa nya as he sucked his fingers clean.
Tinalikaran ko sya to check the noodles. Automatic tinuloy ko yung anime song ko. He hugged me as he looked over my shoulders.
“Wow! Magpapa- Cantot baby ko for breakfast!”
Kinurot ko sya sa tagiliran. “Ang bastos mo Hans ah. That’s food!” Saway ko.
“Ano bang sinabi ko? Sabi ko magpapa-Canton ka for breakfast. You have dirty ears, Sela.” Tatawa tawa ang hudyo as he seats at the head of the table. Waiting to be served. Like a king. My king.
I was still singing my anime song with gusto as I serve him his breakfast. Siya naman trying to take a peek inside my loose shirt. Baka makaswerte siguro sa nipples ko. Mukhang nakatiempo naman kasi I see him stroking something underneath the table.
“Hoy, Hans! Stop that. Kakain ka na. That’s rude.”
“What?! Ang sungit.” Simangot niya as he held both hands up. “Ayan na. Hands on the table na.”
I just have this thing about food. Bawal mahalay sa harap ng pagkain. Bilang respeto na lang sa mga nagugutom sa Kenya.
As he started his breakfast, I alternated from taking a bite of my apple and singing.
“Ang lahat ng nilalang dito ay may karapatan (sa magandang bukas) Kung mayroong gumugulo ay huwag mag-alala. Kami ang dakilang tagapagtanggol niyo sa lahat ng oras, handa kaming tumulong. Ang aming mga kapangyarihan alay sa karapatan.”
He wolfed down his food and then he suddenly grabbed me and sat me on his lap.
“Baby, wala kang talent sa pagk…