Psychopath Love Series #2: Dashiel's Obsession

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ed towards the direction where the voice came from and saw my p

I felt cold, as if I was in a Q and A portion of a beauty pageant and I had to answer his question. I

till fresh in my mind and body. I can still vividly remember how he touched me, caressed me, kiss

have wet dreams every time I sleep because of that damn night! And w

d in the hut is still being dreamed by me until now, and every time I

deed. And the sinful thing was the reason w

heat of the moment, it was only later that I realized that what I did-what w

brain on thoose times? Why did

at estudyante niya 'ko! And

yer, but why didn't he consider the codes

rried away by the heat o

hat's

aybe he was also carried away like me,

r me to do is to distance my

he right thing for me

ignored him. I was afraid, afraid that someone might find out about what happened between us or worse, it might happen aga

are you av

. I only noticed it when I tensed up because of how he touched my elbow

eventually, I quickly turned to face him, not r

ard and his body to be so close to mine. So when I looked, our lips a

hroat go dry because of it. And it got even drier when I realized that I

ir. He locked me by pushing the desk of my chair and also by placing h

aid seriously, staring at my

ing about how I could answer such an easy que

uskily said before liftin

d my genitals. Earlier, my throat had gone dry from that simple gesture alone. Now

y when our eyes met. I remembered the time when

e asked for the third ti

se to use, one that would prevent him from knowing th

nd-blowing s-" before he could

topped him before he could say the word 'sex' because someone might overhear our conversation and find

sh, causing me to release my hold on his lips

why, but I found him cute as fuck because of it,

d from my feet to my face. What the fuck, I stopped him from say

ven wider, "Don't be ashamed of hearing it, honey, because

as probably maroon now, as if my

e added, which made my

heart anymore. It's as if

..." I looked at his hand, feeling it caress my cheek while h

isappeared like a bubble. It was replaced by a new sense of unease, worry

t maybe it was the reason why he let go of my ha

hile saying those words. But I still couldn't avoid it because of the

s in his arms bulged due to clenching his fists, "Liar!" he sai

tightly clenched jaw while his e

're acting this past few days like you didn'

, biting my lip to hold back the trut

broke like he is hurting for a reason that I know. "But after that, you became cold. You became hesitant. Every time I approached you, you avoide

ll because of his last words. I felt even more guilty because of what he said.

his voice broke while saying those words - like he is hurting. My heart broke, and the barrier that caused my guilt shattered. And worse,

e? Is this one of the effec

my chin and lifted it, making me stare int

ing my gaze, "I'm sorry," I whisper