Chapter 1100: They found their privacy (2)
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Haru took a long shower.
He tried playing games on his phone, but they didn't hold his attention. He was left with nothing else to do other than to sleep, and he didn't want to sleep… not now when the possibility of the two of them having their privacy is so close that he can almost touch it.
He opened the door of the bathroom and saw Nala falling down, it seems that he startled her. Without thinking, he rushed to hold her, and now… things are a bit awkward.
Technically, he is naked. Like Tarzan, with only a small loose cloth hovering above his private parts. Well, one part mostly, he does not care much about his behind.
He thought that they got things figured out, but seeing her all flustered, he confirmed that maybe she is not ready or not willing, which leads to the same outcome. She is so uncomfortable that she didn't even respond to his 'are you ok' question.
Slowly, Haru straightened up and Nala with him. He let go of her when he was sure that she got her balance.
"Uhm…", he lowered his head, avoiding to look at Nala. He didn't want to see her like that… startled, scared maybe? Not because of him.
He stepped backward, away from her, giving her the space she needs.
"Give me a minute to dress up…", he said while reaching for the clothes on the chair.
Nala watched him walk away, and her heart constricted. She was not sure what she wants. But she knows that she does not want him to walk away. Not like that.
"Haru…", she called, making him freeze for a second before turning toward her.
He turned halfway and paused, waiting for her to say what is on her mind, but she didn't say anything for few endless seconds.
Haru closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He told himself not to be disappointed, there is no reason for it. It's not like they planned for anything to happen here, right? And if you plan for those things, it should be with flowers and chocolates and romance and all the other stuff that girls like and makes them feel special. But there was some inexplicable heaviness weighing on him and he could not deny that for a moment he enjoyed the fact that she is in his arms and he is already undressed… and a hope sparked inside him that something will happen. Well, that spark is gone, and he needs to take it like a man.
"I will put clothes on first, and then we can talk."
Nala felt horrible to see him so dispirited because of her. Why is she acting like this? Doesn't she want his closeness? Will she allow her shyness to spoil this moment, this opportunity which both of them crave for?
"Don't…", Nala said in a whisper.
Haru paused, unsure what she means and if he heard her right.
In a split second, she closed the space between them, and her lips moved over his.
"Nala…", Haru called between kisses. He suspects that she is doing this to make him feel better and he does not want that. He wants her kisses and the way her hands are moving over his back is just right... but it needs to be for the right reasons.
Nala inched away and looked him in the eyes. She inhaled and used all her courage to speak her mind.
"Unless you are going to tell me that you love me, I don't want to hear it because I don't know what I am doing, and I don't know how far I want us to go. But I know that I want you to hold me and kiss me and touch me, and if anything is uncomfortable, I will let you know.", Nala said this in one breath and blocked his lips with hers immediately, denying him an opportunity to respond… with words.
Haru returned Nala's kisses while processing her words and current situation. He realized that he needs to take it gradually, step by step, and see where her comfort zone is. Because both of them are the same: in love, curious, anxious, inexperienced… and easily carried away in passion.
The bed was two steps away, and by the time they fell on the mattress, Nala's t-shirt was on the floor.
Haru fumbled with the clasps of her bra for a minute before he pulled her into a sitting position and made his way behind her.
He studied the clasps for few seconds before flicking them open.
"Why do you girls have these complicated things?", he complained.
Nala's giggle was interrupted abruptly when she felt his firm chest on her back. His palms cupped her now exposed breasts while his kisses trailed over her shoulder up her neck.
It felt good to the point of making her dizzy, but she felt exposed at the front.
Nala turned to face him, wanting to hug him and cover her bare breasts by pressing herself on him, but he pushed her on her back.
He admired the view for a second before getting down and planting a kiss on each of her breasts. He flicked one nipple with his tongue while his hand rubbed her other one.
"You taste amazing…", he said while sucking in the softness of her flesh and he marveled the feeling of her nipple hardening inside his mouth.
Nala confirmed that it is true: everything feels much better when Haru touches it. And the more he does it, the better it feels.
"Harder…", Nala demanded while arching her body toward him and she moaned when he obeyed.
Haru's hands moved onto buttons of her jeans and he was relieved and anxious that she didn't protest when he pulled her pants down.
He observed her perfect legs starting from her toes… long and lean and strong and… she has dark blue panties…
"Can we turn the lights off?", Nala asked.
Only the dimmed light from the nightstand was on, but Nala felt like a huge spotlight is on her.
"Nala, you are welcome to close your eyes. But don't deny me looking at the most beautiful girl in the world."
Hearing that he called her the most beautiful in the world made her feel good. She smiled and closed her eyes.
Nala is embarrassed, but she wants to experience his touch, everywhere.
His fingers circled around her breasts, and then over her abdomen. He gently traced the edge of her panties and enjoyed the sight of her body twitching and muscles contracting at his touch.
His palm moved on the outside of her thigh toward her knee, and then traveled back on the inside. He wondered if she will let him touch her all the way to that dark blue triangle and the mysteries that lie under it, and he inhaled more than necessary when he felt her heat over the thin fabric.
Nala's body jerked at his touch, but at the same time she parted her legs so that he has a better access.
Haru's hand trembled when tips of his fingers got moist through her panties and he thought that he will lose his mind from her soft moans which sounded inside his mouth.
When he realized that she does not mind him touching her down there, his hand slipped inside her panties.
Nala's mind exploded when she felt his fingers between her folds. Oh, my God! It's so much better when he is doing it! But she can't tell him that, because then she will admit that she is touching herself… and that is embarrassing. Well, this is embarrassing also, but it feels so good that she does not care.
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Haru took a long shower.
He tried playing games on his phone, but they didn't hold his attention. He was left with nothing else to do other than to sleep, and he didn't want to sleep… not now when the possibility of the two of them having their privacy is so close that he can almost touch it.
He opened the door of the bathroom and saw Nala falling down, it seems that he startled her. Without thinking, he rushed to hold her, and now… things are a bit awkward.
Technically, he is naked. Like Tarzan, with only a small loose cloth hovering above his private parts. Well, one part mostly, he does not care much about his behind.
He thought that they got things figured out, but seeing her all flustered, he confirmed that maybe she is not ready or not willing, which leads to the same outcome. She is so uncomfortable that she didn't even respond to his 'are you ok' question.
Slowly, Haru straightened up and Nala with him. He let go of her when he was sure that she got her balance.
"Uhm…", he lowered his head, avoiding to look at Nala. He didn't want to see her like that… startled, scared maybe? Not because of him.
He stepped backward, away from her, giving her the space she needs.
"Give me a minute to dress up…", he said while reaching for the clothes on the chair.
Nala watched him walk away, and her heart constricted. She was not sure what she wants. But she knows that she does not want him to walk away. Not like that.
"Haru…", she called, making him freeze for a second before turning toward her.
He turned halfway and paused, waiting for her to say what is on her mind, but she didn't say anything for few endless seconds.
Haru closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He told himself not to be disappointed, there is no reason for it. It's not like they planned for anything to happen here, right? And if you plan for those things, it should be with flowers and chocolates and romance and all the other stuff that girls like and makes them feel special. But there was some inexplicable heaviness weighing on him and he could not deny that for a moment he enjoyed the fact that she is in his arms and he is already undressed… and a hope sparked inside him that something will happen. Well, that spark is gone, and he needs to take it like a man.
"I will put clothes on first, and then we can talk."
Nala felt horrible to see him so dispirited because of her. Why is she acting like this? Doesn't she want his closeness? Will she allow her shyness to spoil this moment, this opportunity which both of them crave for?
"Don't…", Nala said in a whisper.
Haru paused, unsure what she means and if he heard her right.
In a split second, she closed the space between them, and her lips moved over his.
"Nala…", Haru called between kisses. He suspects that she is doing this to make him feel better and he does not want that. He wants her kisses and the way her hands are moving over his back is just right... but it needs to be for the right reasons.
Nala inched away and looked him in the eyes. She inhaled and used all her courage to speak her mind.
"Unless you are going to tell me that you love me, I don't want to hear it because I don't know what I am doing, and I don't know how far I want us to go. But I know that I want you to hold me and kiss me and touch me, and if anything is uncomfortable, I will let you know.", Nala said this in one breath and blocked his lips with hers immediately, denying him an opportunity to respond… with words.
Haru returned Nala's kisses while processing her words and current situation. He realized that he needs to take it gradually, step by step, and see where her comfort zone is. Because both of them are the same: in love, curious, anxious, inexperienced… and easily carried away in passion.
The bed was two steps away, and by the time they fell on the mattress, Nala's t-shirt was on the floor.
Haru fumbled with the clasps of her bra for a minute before he pulled her into a sitting position and made his way behind her.
He studied the clasps for few seconds before flicking them open.
"Why do you girls have these complicated things?", he complained.
Nala's giggle was interrupted abruptly when she felt his firm chest on her back. His palms cupped her now exposed breasts while his kisses trailed over her shoulder up her neck.
It felt good to the point of making her dizzy, but she felt exposed at the front.
Nala turned to face him, wanting to hug him and cover her bare breasts by pressing herself on him, but he pushed her on her back.
He admired the view for a second before getting down and planting a kiss on each of her breasts. He flicked one nipple with his tongue while his hand rubbed her other one.
"You taste amazing…", he said while sucking in the softness of her flesh and he marveled the feeling of her nipple hardening inside his mouth.
Nala confirmed that it is true: everything feels much better when Haru touches it. And the more he does it, the better it feels.
"Harder…", Nala demanded while arching her body toward him and she moaned when he obeyed.
Haru's hands moved onto buttons of her jeans and he was relieved and anxious that she didn't protest when he pulled her pants down.
He observed her perfect legs starting from her toes… long and lean and strong and… she has dark blue panties…
"Can we turn the lights off?", Nala asked.
Only the dimmed light from the nightstand was on, but Nala felt like a huge spotlight is on her.
"Nala, you are welcome to close your eyes. But don't deny me looking at the most beautiful girl in the world."
Hearing that he called her the most beautiful in the world made her feel good. She smiled and closed her eyes.
Nala is embarrassed, but she wants to experience his touch, everywhere.
His fingers circled around her breasts, and then over her abdomen. He gently traced the edge of her panties and enjoyed the sight of her body twitching and muscles contracting at his touch.
His palm moved on the outside of her thigh toward her knee, and then traveled back on the inside. He wondered if she will let him touch her all the way to that dark blue triangle and the mysteries that lie under it, and he inhaled more than necessary when he felt her heat over the thin fabric.
Nala's body jerked at his touch, but at the same time she parted her legs so that he has a better access.
Haru's hand trembled when tips of his fingers got moist through her panties and he thought that he will lose his mind from her soft moans which sounded inside his mouth.
When he realized that she does not mind him touching her down there, his hand slipped inside her panties.
Nala's mind exploded when she felt his fingers between her folds. Oh, my God! It's so much better when he is doing it! But she can't tell him that, because then she will admit that she is touching herself… and that is embarrassing. Well, this is embarrassing also, but it feels so good that she does not care.
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Haru took a long shower. He tried playing games on his phone, but they didn't hold his attention. He was left with nothing else to do other than to sleep, and he didn't want to sleep not now when the possibility of the two of them having their privacy is so close that he can almost touch it. He opened the door of the bathroom and saw Nala falling down, it seems that he startled her. Without thinking, he rushed to hold her, and now things are a bit awkward. Technically, he is naked. Like Tarzan, with only a small loose cloth hovering above his private parts. Well, one part mostly, he does not care much about his behind. He thought that they got things figured out, but seeing her all flustered, he confirmed that maybe she is not ready or not willing, which leads to the same outcome. She is so uncomfortable that she didn't even respond to his 'are you ok' question. Slowly, Haru straightened up and Nala with him. He let go of her when he was sure that she got her balance. "Uhm", he lowered his head, avoiding to look at Nala. He didn't want to see her like that startled, scared maybe? Not because of him. He stepped backward, away from her, giving her the space she needs. "Give me a minute to dress up", he said while reaching for the clothes on the chair. Nala watched him walk away, and her heart constricted. She was not sure what she wants. But she knows that she does not want him to walk away. Not like that. "Haru", she called, making him freeze for a second before turning toward her. He turned halfway and paused, waiting for her to say what is on her mind, but she didn't say anything for few endless seconds. Haru closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He told himself not to be disappointed, there is no reason for it. It's not like they planned for anything to happen here, right? And if you plan for those things, it should be with flowers and chocolates and romance and all the other stuff that girls like and makes them feel special. But there was some inexplicable heaviness weighing on him and he could not deny that for a moment he enjoyed the fact that she is in his arms and he is already undressed and a hope sparked inside him that something will happen. Well, that spark is gone, and he needs to take it like a man. "I will put clothes on first, and then we can talk." Nala felt horrible to see him so dispirited because of her. Why is she acting like this? Doesn't she want his closeness? Will she allow her shyness to spoil this moment, this opportunity which both of them crave for? "Don't", Nala said in a whisper. Haru paused, unsure what she means and if he heard her right. In a split second, she closed the space between them, and her lips moved over his. "Nala", Haru called between kisses. He suspects that she is doing this to make him feel better and he does not want that. He wants her kisses and the way her hands are moving over his back is just right... but it needs to be for the right reasons. Nala inched away and looked him in the eyes. She inhaled and used all her courage to speak her mind. "Unless you are going to tell me that you love me, I don't want to hear it because I don't know what I am doing, and I don't know how far I want us to go. But I know that I want you to hold me and kiss me and touch me, and if anything is uncomfortable, I will let you know.", Nala said this in one breath and blocked his lips with hers immediately, denying him an opportunity to respond with words. Haru returned Nala's kisses while processing her words and current situation. He realized that he needs to take it gradually, step by step, and see where her comfort zone is. Because both of them are the same: in love, curious, anxious, inexperienced and easily carried away in passion. The bed was two steps away, and by the time they fell on the mattress, Nala's t-shirt was on the floor. Haru fumbled with the clasps of her bra for a minute before he pulled her into a sitting position and made his way behind her. He studied the clasps for few seconds before flicking them open. "Why do you girls have these complicated things?", he complained. Nala's giggle was interrupted abruptly when she felt his firm chest on her back. His palms cupped her now exposed breasts while his kisses trailed over her shoulder up her neck. It felt good to the point of making her dizzy, but she felt exposed at the front. Nala turned to face him, wanting to hug him and cover her bare breasts by pressing herself on him, but he pushed her on her back. He admired the view for a second before getting down and planting a kiss on each of her breasts. He flicked one nipple with his tongue while his hand rubbed her other one. "You taste amazing", he said while sucking in the softness of her flesh and he marveled the feeling of her nipple hardening inside his mouth. Nala confirmed that it is true: everything feels much better when Haru touches it. And the more he does it, the better it feels. "Harder", Nala demanded while arching her body toward him and she moaned when he obeyed. Haru's hands moved onto buttons of her jeans and he was relieved and anxious that she didn't protest when he pulled her pants down. He observed her perfect legs starting from her toes long and lean and strong and she has dark blue panties "Can we turn the lights off?", Nala asked. Only the dimmed light from the nightstand was on, but Nala felt like a huge spotlight is on her. "Nala, you are welcome to close your eyes. But don't deny me looking at the most beautiful girl in the world." Hearing that he called her the most beautiful in the world made her feel good. She smiled and closed her eyes. Nala is embarrassed, but she wants to experience his touch, everywhere. His fingers circled around her breasts, and then over her abdomen. He gently traced the edge of her panties and enjoyed the sight of her body twitching and muscles contracting at his touch. His palm moved on the outside of her thigh toward her knee, and then traveled back on the inside. He wondered if she will let him touch her all the way to that dark blue triangle and the mysteries that lie under it, and he inhaled more than necessary when he felt her heat over the thin fabric. Nala's body jerked at his touch, but at the same time she parted her legs so that he has a better access. Haru's hand trembled when tips of his fingers got moist through her panties and he thought that he will lose his mind from her soft moans which sounded inside his mouth. When he realized that she does not mind him touching her down there, his hand slipped inside her panties. Nala's mind exploded when she felt his fingers between her folds. Oh, my God! It's so much better when he is doing it! But she can't tell him that, because then she will admit that she is touching herself and that is embarrassing. Well, this is embarrassing also, but it feels so good that she does not care. --- If you are not reading this at 'W e b n o v e l . c o m', then the content you're reading is stolen! Please support the author by reading this novel from the original source.
