Chapter 128 - One-Hundred-Seventeen (1/2)

I almost get lost on the way back, and not because I was in an unstable mood, of course, of course, is just that this place is goddamn big and has the layout of a glass labyrinth.

But that doesn't matter right now, the important part is that I somehow managed to find my way back and was now alone in Leonel's room with my back on the door and finally able to digest what just happened.

I mean… is not like I'm some kind of saint of purity or anything, but in that regard I did not know much, hell, this body of mine is totally v.i.r.g.i.n in both ways, so even though I knew about s.e.x and had some experience with it, beyond being only heteros.e.x.u.a.l intercourse I did not have even that in practical experience with this specific body.

That's why all sensations hit fast…and hard.

So I should not be surprised when I find myself with a slight problem down there… which makes me swallow dry and ponder if I should go to the bathroom and take care of it very quickly to calm things down.

Only that, this time, I wasn't feverish only down there… and that makes me realize that a quickie would do me no good in regards of calming my horny mind down.

F.u.c.k me.

So what should I do? Maybe a really cold bath will help out, I mean, there is no way that- I stop suddenly as my mind sends an alert and rushes adrenaline in my veins, and I quickly discover why; because in the next moment I hear familiar footsteps approaching from the hallways, and when they stop in front of the door as he starts to reach for the knob I panic.

Are you kidding me?!

”O-one second!” I say before dashing forward and going under the bed-sheets, right on time to cover myself and pretend to have just woken up, the gifted bag threw to the side somewhere of the living room to be forgotten, not even giving me enough time to check its content.

”C-come in!”

At that the owner of the room opens the door slowly, peeking inside while opening the rest of the door with his shoulder for his hands were occupied with a tray.

”Already awake? Did you sleep well? Good, good, then how about we have some dinner together.” He says while smiling, closing the door with his feet and approaching the table.

”Wait! Uhm…” He stops, taken by surprise looking at me as I try to calm myself down from giving anything away; I already knew what would happen if he discovers what kind of problem I'm having first hand.

But would it be that bad if he discovers…?

I try to brush that thought aside, but the memory of his touch does not help.

”H-how about eating on the bed?”

”Uhm, sure, of course, that would be nice.” He says, approaching and sitting down beside me, putting the tray over the sheets. ”Made something special to cheer you up.”

”Oh really?” Freak, this will take some time it seems.

He starts showing off and pointing while talking, thankfully so into what he is showing that he does not realize my strange behavior.

”I figure we could have something to eat while talking and catching up so I made some nachos with some cheese, garlic, salt, oregano and a special sauce for you with a lot of chili powder and pepper on the mix, separated from the normal one since I want to keep my life intact you see.” He laughs at his own joke,

I smile but my mind is at the problem of how I can evade Leonel without looking too suspicious before he discovers my problem!

But is it so bad if he discovers? A part of me could not stop asking that, and the mere thought of him touching me again, over even going further beyond… Makes me clench my teeth and twist my toes to converge up that pinning energy into some sort of movement, trying to conceal my speeding heart.

F.u.c.k those devils, they really played me didn't they…