TRIPLE UPDATE YEAH!!!--------Krystal Xavier asks her to take sit back on the bed and start to feed her even though she told him she's able to eat by herself. He doesn't let her and continues to do it until she finished the bowl."Xavier, I can feed myself," Krystal told him, her voice whining."No, let me feed you." He insists, motioning the spoon towards her mouth. She closes her mouth tightly and gives him a stare. "Oh, come on baby.""Xavier..." Krystal shakes her head and tries to steal the spoon from his hand but his reflexes are fast as he pulls his hand away from her attempt.He places the spoon back into the bowl and grasps both her hands with his own, his eyes bore into hers intensely and say, "Krystal, just let me feed you okay? I want to do this so let me." He looks at me pleadingly, as if it's his only redemption.And so she let him. She heaves a sigh and opens her mouth. As he feeds her, Krystal can always feel her heart beating fast as Xavier does not forget to stare
Xavier has decided to take a few days' leaves, with Krystal of course, claiming that she's not in good shape to attend office and that he wants to take care of her hence staying. Once again, Krystal complains but he's not having her reasons.But despite it all, she can't deny that she's most happy to ditch work and spend time with him. It feels like she's back to being a fifteen-year-old high school student ditching classes to go hang out with her boyfriend. It makes her feel very much giddy. The only difference is just, that she's ditching a bigger responsibility and Xavier is not her boyfriend.In all honesty, she couldn't still let it out of her head; what the two of them, or supposed to be. But for the sake of both her sanity and his, she'll choose to forget it and just live every moment you have with him.She'll take whatever and anything she can get. As long as she'll have him.And as of today, Krystal was rummaging around his things, as Xavier is taking a shower. From drawer to
Krystal lay on the sofa, reading a magazine, with her feet on Xavier's lap. Xavier has one hand fiddling and playing with her toes while the other one is holding a pen, scribbling down something into his black notebook, as she notices.He's quiet and looks so focused on whatever he's doing. Krystal peeks her head from the magazine to take a look at him and he's so glued to it.She sits up, drops the magazine, and moves closer to him, "What are you doing?" She asks.Xavier snaps his head towards her and before she can take a look at what he has written, he closes his notebook. "Nothing."Krystal shot her brow up. "It's nothing. What were you writing?""None." He shakes his head, denying it.She glared at him, studying his face and she see that he was lying to her. He has written something in his notebook and by the looks of it, it's something important. She spread her arms and try to reach for the notebook but Xavier has it first, pulling it away from her reach."Show me," Krystal whin
After a few days of staying with Xavier and Krystal being fully well, she decided to go home and call an operator to have the car fixed. Xavier was hesitant to let her go but it was such a surprise that he didn't push the subject of moving in on her. It's a relief knowing that he understands her now."Do you really have to go?" He murmurs against the skin of her shoulder, his arms wrapping around her waist as he snuggles himself to her.Krystal chuckles and brushes his hair with her fingers. "Hmmm... we'll see each other in the office though."She hears him grumble again. "I know but that's different.""Different?" She pulls away to look at him, curious.Xavier sighs as if he's defeated before boring his eyes to her own. "I want you with me, all the fucking goddamn time. I want to sleep with you in my arms after we have sex, to see you the first thing I wake up, eat with you and all the shit, Krystal."Krystal's lips lift up with his statement. Xavier is terrible at doing this kind of
Did he touch you like this? Did he make you wet like I do?""...n-no""Do you want me to touch you like this, Krystal?""Y-yes"He smirked. His tongue grazed his lower lip, eyes gone darker. "Then I'm gonna fuck you hard and long, Krystal."She breathe heavily, tethering. her body quiver at his touch, her legs wobbly. she felt like melting; like lava had rushed and attacked her. Xavier was lava for her. Xavier melted her. Xavier was the pain but she always give. She would always submit. Always."Do me Xavier, p-please.""With all the pleasure, Krystal. I will fuck you, only fuck you with everything I have Krystal."And she love him. she love Xavier. she love Xavier but he does
Author pov: Krystal looks at her reflection in the mirror. Today was no special day – just the usual as she have grown accustomed to. Weekdays. Krystal is wearing simple working attire. A white strapless interior covered with a black blazer and a black knee-length skirt. It hugs her curves preciously. Krystal has a very nice body and curves, others would call her sexy but she never give a lot of attention to it even when they were praising her for that. For her, everyone is sexy in their own shape and size. She finally finished, she lastly apply a cherry-flavoured lip tint onto her lips. Puckering them together, she was satisfied with how she looks today. She is actually not a fan
Krystal's knees feel wobbly and sweat starts to pour out from the pores of her hands. She can feel the back of her neck grow cold and her hair stood up; she's having goosebumps. Her heels cane onto the ground where she stands, Krystal is unable to move. She was twitching in anticipation and fear. The beat of her heart quickened when her eyes scan the inside of the room. There, in front of Krystal were her higher-ups, heads of the different departments of the company. They wear clothes that do not match hers and they all look intelligent; she feels really out of place and inferior. She is not equal to them. Krystal mutter a swear word inside her head and she promised that she will beat Jenny for putting her in this situation after this. And as she stands there, they have their eyes fixed on Krystal. Oh god. She can't do this, she just can't.
"That is all for my part." Krystal politely smiles as she faces the board of directors. She heaved a long sigh. She have now finished talking and she was relieved. "Well done, Krystal." Mr Nathan claps his hands and bobs his head, pleased at her performance. she shyly smiles at him. "Thank you, Mr Nathan." Krystal is so desperate to go out but she knows she cannot. Her insides were begging for her to exit but it's impossible. she is obliged to stay until the meeting is adjourned even when her part is already finished. "Is there any questions?" She asks. As she stand there, waiting for questions and clarifications to be raised, the pair of eyes that had been gawking at her like she's its prey did not leave her, not even once. Krystal her name keeps on repeating in his head, l
After a few days of staying with Xavier and Krystal being fully well, she decided to go home and call an operator to have the car fixed. Xavier was hesitant to let her go but it was such a surprise that he didn't push the subject of moving in on her. It's a relief knowing that he understands her now."Do you really have to go?" He murmurs against the skin of her shoulder, his arms wrapping around her waist as he snuggles himself to her.Krystal chuckles and brushes his hair with her fingers. "Hmmm... we'll see each other in the office though."She hears him grumble again. "I know but that's different.""Different?" She pulls away to look at him, curious.Xavier sighs as if he's defeated before boring his eyes to her own. "I want you with me, all the fucking goddamn time. I want to sleep with you in my arms after we have sex, to see you the first thing I wake up, eat with you and all the shit, Krystal."Krystal's lips lift up with his statement. Xavier is terrible at doing this kind of
Krystal lay on the sofa, reading a magazine, with her feet on Xavier's lap. Xavier has one hand fiddling and playing with her toes while the other one is holding a pen, scribbling down something into his black notebook, as she notices.He's quiet and looks so focused on whatever he's doing. Krystal peeks her head from the magazine to take a look at him and he's so glued to it.She sits up, drops the magazine, and moves closer to him, "What are you doing?" She asks.Xavier snaps his head towards her and before she can take a look at what he has written, he closes his notebook. "Nothing."Krystal shot her brow up. "It's nothing. What were you writing?""None." He shakes his head, denying it.She glared at him, studying his face and she see that he was lying to her. He has written something in his notebook and by the looks of it, it's something important. She spread her arms and try to reach for the notebook but Xavier has it first, pulling it away from her reach."Show me," Krystal whin
Xavier has decided to take a few days' leaves, with Krystal of course, claiming that she's not in good shape to attend office and that he wants to take care of her hence staying. Once again, Krystal complains but he's not having her reasons.But despite it all, she can't deny that she's most happy to ditch work and spend time with him. It feels like she's back to being a fifteen-year-old high school student ditching classes to go hang out with her boyfriend. It makes her feel very much giddy. The only difference is just, that she's ditching a bigger responsibility and Xavier is not her boyfriend.In all honesty, she couldn't still let it out of her head; what the two of them, or supposed to be. But for the sake of both her sanity and his, she'll choose to forget it and just live every moment you have with him.She'll take whatever and anything she can get. As long as she'll have him.And as of today, Krystal was rummaging around his things, as Xavier is taking a shower. From drawer to
TRIPLE UPDATE YEAH!!!--------Krystal Xavier asks her to take sit back on the bed and start to feed her even though she told him she's able to eat by herself. He doesn't let her and continues to do it until she finished the bowl."Xavier, I can feed myself," Krystal told him, her voice whining."No, let me feed you." He insists, motioning the spoon towards her mouth. She closes her mouth tightly and gives him a stare. "Oh, come on baby.""Xavier..." Krystal shakes her head and tries to steal the spoon from his hand but his reflexes are fast as he pulls his hand away from her attempt.He places the spoon back into the bowl and grasps both her hands with his own, his eyes bore into hers intensely and say, "Krystal, just let me feed you okay? I want to do this so let me." He looks at me pleadingly, as if it's his only redemption.And so she let him. She heaves a sigh and opens her mouth. As he feeds her, Krystal can always feel her heart beating fast as Xavier does not forget to stare
Krystal The warm comfort of the sheets helped Krystal shiver less. She feels like she's going to be sick with the heaviness of her head and the clogging of her nose and throat. Her ears are ringing, like a faint sound she hears but it keeps on ringing and she can't open her eyes.She grips the sheet tightly, wrapping it around her body as she snuggles closer seeking more warmth. She's feeling so cold, literally."Jesus Krystal, what's happening to you?" She heard the familiar voice asking while touching her forehead. She wants to say something, anything, but she can't for her eyes open for her. She wants to see his face, she wants to touch him to see if he's really beside her if he's touching her if he's really calling her name.As hard as she's trying, her eyes are tightly shut and as much as she wants to hold him in her arms, her body feels so heavy that she can't move a muscle. A painful moan is only she can give as she lay shivering in coldness."Fuck." Krystal hears him again. H
Krystal Are all men like this?She has come to ask this; are all men like Xavier? He's just so cold, he's acting like he doesn't know her and when she's around him he acts like he doesn't want her around. Are other men act like him too? Do they avoid her to the extent of not wanting her around, wanting her out of their lives?No, of course not. Who is she to stereotype? She doesn't know anything about other men and sure as hell she doesn't compare them to each other. She's just curious, just curious about how would they face and deal with a situation like this, or more likely you want to see the different way they could've handled it.Maybe they wouldn't shove her away, they wouldn't ignore her existence, maybe they would've understood her and let her decide and accept her decision, or maybe they would've confirmed their feelings to her to prove that they really want her in their lives.That's what Krystal wanted.What she wanted but not her reality, never be one.This has gone for a
"W-what?" Is Krystal's immediate response with her eyes all wide and mouth hanging open? is she hearing Xavier right? Is his sense alright, no, is he in his right senses?D-did...did he just ask her to move in here with him? Is he being serious? Is he kidding?Krystal tries to blink her eyes – trying that maybe when she opened them again she'll just realize that it's just a dream, that she was asleep when it all happens but on the brink where she opened her eyes, it's not. It's not because when she opened her eyes, Xavier was still there in front of her, in all nakedness and glory, and still has the hopeful smile.He asked her."Move in with me.""Just live here. move-in with me."It keeps echoing in her mind, over and over again and she still can't believe he just asked her that. Moving in. Is he being serious? Does he mean it? Her stomach is churning with butterflies and worry.Of course, she couldn't help to feel special that he asked her to move in with him, and of course, she woul
Xavier swipes the loofah across her back and bubbles cover the skin part but is gone immediately due to the water cascading from the showerhead. Krystal's body shivers at how so intimate and sexual his action is. She means, she just had morning sex but could it be that bad that she's so turned on, again?Krystal then feels him raise his movement onto her shoulder and she watches his action by tilting her head to the side. When the bubbles are brushed off by the water again, Krystal sucks in a breath when Xavier places his warm lips on the skin of her shoulder.He keeps the movement of his hand to scrub the rest of her body while the other hand holds your hip as he trails sloppy and wet kisses on her shoulder up to her neck."Xavier..." She called him, not sure why."Yes, Krystal?" He murmurs on her skin which sends vibrations all over her. The way he calls her name makes her weak to her knees. She won't know why or how but whenever he pronounces it, it makes her melt; there's just som
Krystal shuffles in the warm comfort of the sheet as she wakes up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she meets Xavier's gaze – he stared at her intensely that it have her succumb and melt right on the spot. She can tell that he's been staring at her for some time now since he's so deep into it, he doesn't even blink she tries to channel a question of why he's staring at her.She noticed her position in his arms then. Her head lay against his stretched arms, face nuzzling unto his naked chest, arms snaking on his hard torso. The sheets only cover and hang low on his front, highlighting his toned v-lines. The sheets are also draped on her body but it exposes more of her legs.She flush as the memory of last night comes vividly unto her imagination; of how he kissed her and takes her on top of his piano. She loves every moment of it but more so, she loves how he plays, how beautiful the piece he created, and how he let her play it with him.Regardless of the thoughts and remembrances, she