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Following him unto which seems to be the endless room, Krystal highly shrieks when she stumbles onto her own feet. Her legs got entangled together, body shamelessly falling. Krystal voice echo throughout which made Xavier hastily turn around and thankfully catch Krystal before you fall to the ground with her face. Her body then landed unto a hard chest as her hands' grip unto a broad shoulder.
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It was Xavier.
Both of them had fallen to the ground together with on top of him. Xavier back contacts the floor, Krystal faces on his chest now, and she is between his legs.
Krystal hears him groan in pain. Her eyes widen and she quickly stands up, or try to because when she does, all the lights turn off a blackout.
Krystal shriek once again and fall back on top of him. Her face now on the crook of his neck, hands on his chest, her breast press against his torso. Her hitching breath touches the skin of his neck, it was hot, her breath was hot which makes him grow hot as well.
He can feel her breast, he can feel her core, he can feel her legs in between his thighs, he can feel the soft and milky skin of hers. Xavier lay there, feeling her. His eyes, even in the dark, had grown dark and hungry. He can see Krystal.
"Wha-what's happening?" Krystal question is against his neck. Her lips' so close on touching his skin. She gasps when she felt his hand snake onto her waist. It was tingling and it render shivers all over her body.
This is wrong. The position feels so wrong. She wiggles above him and tries to get up but he holds her even tighter. "A total blackout. We can't see anything let's stay like this until the electricity gets back." He breathily says to her.
She is unsure of his suggestion. It isn't right but then something hit her brain. "Are you afraid of the dark?" Krystal mellowly asks him.
Xavier stills. After a moment of silence, he nods. Krystal gulp. Xavier is afraid of the dark. She knows it's not easy to have the phobia and face it when you're not ready so she decided to stay still, for comfort.
"Would it calm you down? Th-this position and ...m-me hugging you?" Krystal asks him though it's very awkward for her she cannot let him suffer.
She hears him hum. Krystal sigh and let her body ease against him. She wraps her hand around his shoulder and rests her head on the crook of his neck once again. She breathes shakily and she closes her eyes.
It has been a minute like that and soon she can feel his hands trail up and down on her side, Krystal quiver at the touch. She gasps and jerks upward but he pulls her back down. "Don't move."
She closes her eyes. Just to help him calm down. Just to help him calm down.
His hands softly and slowly begin again. Up and down. Up and down. Krystal exhales shakily against his neck as she tightly grips onto his shoulder. She bit her lower lip as she can feel how amazing his touch is.
Then all of the sudden, Krystal feel his lips press on her shoulder blade. Krystal loudly gasps as he nibbles on it, his lips smooth and silky on her skin. And then, his hand going down to her thighs.
The lights flickered open.
Krystal's eyes shot open and she quickly push her body away from him. Her face screams in embarrassment and guilt. "I-I hope that helped, Mr Knight. I shall g-go."
Krystal quickly runs away with her heels and Xavier only watching her. He licks his lips hungrily. He wants her. He wants her and he will get what he wants.
Krystal immediately runs away, her legs are shaking while she takes a step ahead. Her heart was beating furiously against her chest that she feel it was about to explode. Then, Krystal feels guilty, so much. Nick. Nick came to flash in her mind, she wanted to cry. What did she just do? Why did she let herself do such a thing? She cheated on Nick and she feels like utter shit.
Her legs had brought her to the ladies comfort room and she instantly slid inside a cubicle. Krystal sits on the boule with a shaky breath.
"No, don't cry Krystal it's nothing serious I were just helping him." She murmurs to herself, trying to comfort her whole being. Krystal takes a deep breath before exhaling, she composes herself.
Krystal grabs her phone and opened the camera. She checks herself – her neck. Luckily, there's nothing on it. A sigh of relief leave her mouth, her shoulder slumping down as if a heavyweight had been lifted away.
No, she wasn't cheating, she was just helping. Xavier was afraid of the dark and you couldn't just let him suffer on his own. She was there, the only one on sight who can provide the help he needs at the moment so she did what she did. Krystal thought, maybe that's just how Xavier would usually calm himself when he's in the dark.
Krystal nod at herself. Yes, that's it – that is all.
But her mind could not get away from the way how he touched her; how he held her body and caressed her side so softly, how his lips landed on her skin – so soft like a cushion, how his nose brushed against the crook of her neck and inhaled her scent. It somehow drives Krystal crazy.
Secretively, she liked it. Krystal liked the way he touched her. She never felt something like that, she admit, not even with Nick. It made her body warm and heated, waiting for it to last. Nick's touch was never like that, nothing like that – it has always been soft and just simple.
She mindlessly bit her lower lip while she stare at the door, her legs are pressed together, toes curling. Her mind is whirling back to what happened between her and Xavier. But, she frantically shakes her head.
"What am I thinking?" She sigh one last time before standing up and regaining herself and composure. She will not think of anything, she has decided. "I, Krystal, will forget what happened today, nothing at all. She wouldn't see him again, anyhow."
She exits the door finally walking out of the comfort room, going straight to her department office.
Krystal exit the company, a cold breeze passing by which hit her face. Her eyes close and when she re-open them again, she sees Nick already waiting for her in his car. She smiles half-heartedly as she saunters forward, unto his direction.
Krystal still feel guilty and honestly, when she said to herself that she'll forget what happened and act as if nothing happened, she couldn't. All-day long, she has been distracted – mind has reached mars with whirling thoughts of what happened with her and Xavier.
Krystal shriek when Nick suddenly engulfs her in a tight hug. He buries his face into the crook of her neck, he sighs. Nick is bothered when he's like this.
"What's wrong?" She mellowly asks him. Krystal wraps her two arms around him, hugging him back.
Another sigh defeated it was, he releases. "I-I got promoted." He says and her eyes blink. She questions him, "Isn't that great? Aren't you happy?"
Nick breaks away from her. He looks deeply into Krystal's eyes then, away from hers. Krystal starts to get confused. Nick should be happy; he has been waiting for him to get promoted but why is he sad?
"You know what? Let's celebrate babe! This is your day slash night!" Krystal beams enthusiastically, jumping up her feet. She smiles at her boyfriend before grabbing his hand, tugging him with her. Krystal don't want him to feel down when he was achieving what he was striving for since he worked.
"Krystal I'm being transferred to New York!" Nick exclaimed and Krystal stop at her track. She turns to face him, her face looks... shocked and worried and pained. She has her eyes blink numerous times, trying to take in the information.
"New York?" She repeats and Nick nods. Nick in New York, she thought. Nick will be leaving for New York, miles away from her. She'll be far away from him. Thinking about it got her scared. She doesn't want a long-distance relationship; she knows too well that it wouldn't work out and last long.
"When?" She asks lowly, voice wavering. Nick gulps and announces, "On Monday." Her breathe hitches after hearing him.
She feels her heart compress, a lump slowly forming on her throat. She holds them in. She can't be selfish, Nick have been long dreaming to reach high in his career. She forced a smile. "We got the weekend before you go! Now come on babe, this day is yours. Sadness is not allowed."
Nick meets your eyes. He smiles weakly and nods, allowing her to drag him inside his car. "Since this is your night, I will let you relax. I will drive." Krystal said cheekily as she open the door for Nick
Nick giggle but nonetheless slide in. Krystal shut the door and walk to the other side, unto the driver's side. Her smile falters and her heart was aching but she leathers it immediately when she slides inside the car.
"Krystal!" Jenny shouts rather loud when she sees her entering the office. Krystal flinches at her pitch. Such a nice greeting for an early morning. Jenny walks towards her
Krystal rolls her eyes at her. "Way to greet me a good morning, Jenny."
"Bitch there's no time for that. The CEO wants to see you now." She strictly says to Krystal. Krystal stops at her track.
"What?"
"You heard me, now go! He's waiting for you." Jenny nudges Krystal to move but she stays glued on her spot. Jenny scan Krystal and saw how nervous she have turned. "Krystal there's no time for your lame ass to be nervous! Mr Knight is waiting for you, he even came here for you!"
Krystal takes a huge gulp. She doesn't want to see him, not after what happened yesterday. Krystal doesn't know how to. She starts to get jittery and sweaty. She hears Jenny groan in annoyance. "Krystal! Get your lazy ass to Mr Knight's office."
Krystal walks out of her office and takes the elevator. She presses the last floor – that is where Mr Knight's office is. Few minutes pass and the elevator dinged and she steps out of it. Krystal walks towards his office.
Standing in front of the vast black door, Krystal take a long sigh. Contemplating to knock, her hands swung and down. She want to run away, she can't see him. Not yet at least. But this is work, she has to be professional.
Deciding, Krystal raise her right hand ready to knock but the door opened for her. Krystal stumbles backwards lightly. Mr Nathan walks out of the room and meets her eyes. "Oh Krystal, Xavier is waiting for you. Go inside now."
Krystal nod and politely smile at him. He returns her smile before walking away. There's no turning back now. She exhales with a last breathe before entering his office. When she is inside, all Krystal see is black. His office was decorated with black themes.
Wow. It's her first time to see an office in black. Very odd but mesmerizing, very different. Krystal was in awe. "You like my office, Miss Krystal?"
Krystal shriek and snap her head from where the voice is coming. There, at his glass desk, Krystal sees MrKnight leaning against his chair, eyes on her. Krystal did not answer. "Don't worry Krystal you'll be seeing and staying in my office from now on. Get all your things from your department, you will be my secretary starting today."
"What?"
"I never repeat what I have already said, Krystal." Xavier let out. He then looks at his laptop. "You're under me Krystal so you better do what I tell you to do on the first day, or, you'll gotta learn it the hard way, miss Krystal Wilson."
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Warning: Sexual content ahead! Sunday came too fast, too fast for Krystal's liking. Dark palletes are covering the sky above as she grazes outside the balcony of her apartment. She stares at the beautiful moon silently but soon gasps when she feels two strong arms snake around her waist and hugs her from her back. Krystal turns her head and sees Nick looking at her. His eyes are veneering in sadness as they meet hers. Krystal's heartaches, tonight is his last night here. His last night to spend with her. Although they two have spent the whole weekend together, not separating, she feels it wasn't enough. Nick would leave tomorrow. She wasn't ready to let him go, not ready for him to leave her. She'll gonna miss him so bad. Krystal sadly smiles at him and he rests his head on the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent on the process and he tightens his
Kindly read the A/N at the end!!! Krystal looks up at the sky, tears falling down her cheeks. She watched as the aeroplane join the 2 A.M. clouds, slowly scurrying away, disappearing little by little as seconds pass by. Nick left and she cannot help but feel brokenhearted. No, They two did not end their relationship, they are still together but she can't stop the feeling of being broken, torn. Krystal and Nick will be thousands of miles away from each other, she can't avoid being worried. He is on the other side of the world where he can and will meet new people, live in a completely new environment. Change is possible and she is afraid. Doubts are growing thicker inside of her. Krystal is afraid of change. She is even terrified for Nick to change and forget her. She is terrified that he will find someone else and love someone else. Th
Krystal and Xavier enter the elevator silently. Krystal is curious about where he is taking her. Her nerves are going jittery, nervous she is. Krystal recalled the last time she went with him, just the two of them and what happened that day. The scene flashes right in front of her eyes and Krystal have her eyes tightly close. She doesn't want that to happen again, she doesn't even want to think about that. She doesn't want anything to be repeated or anything close to that. Opening her eyes, she clears her throat. "Ahem... uh, where are we going Mr Knight?" Xavier looks at her then, back to where his eyes were before, forward. "Dinner." He simply says and her eyebrows furrow. "Dinner? You're having dinner? It's only –" "It's past seven, Krystal." He cut her off and she quickly look at her wristwatc
A month It has been a month. A month since Krystal started working as Xavier's secretary. A month since she has been departed from the monitoring department. A month since Nick left for New York. A month since he left her. A month since they two are separated by thousands of miles. It has been a long long month. In that one month, Krystal's life completely changed. Her routine, her daily activities, her daily plans... everything just changed. At first, she was not used to her new life, her new work. Everything was so new to Krystal, she felt weird, she felt out-handed. But as time has passed, the routine runs normally for her, she was quick to catch up with everything. Xavier helped her with it, with everything. A good mentor, she may say. The work was not easy, Krystal admit. She is actua
Krystal's eyes widen when she sees Xavier. She did not expect to see him in a place like this, in a club. She only sees him be only in office and drowned with work, or if not, just spending his time at home, resting and unwinding on his own. And if ever, Xavier was too much for such a cheap club. "What are you doing here?" Krystal shouted through the blasting music. Xavier is looking at Krystal, as his hands fall down to his side. Krystal looks at him with her eyes so wide, unbelieving. Xavier stares at her, his eyes had run from top to her bottom. He was examining Krystal. His gaze is hungry and so is his desire. Tonight Krystal is looking beautiful and sexy. She wears a black tight dress that only reaches her middle thighs. In the sea of sweaty and dancing bodies, it's only the two of the
Xavier He was screwed..driven in lust for her. He was crazy about her since the first time he had his eyes on her. The way she was walking graciously in the meeting, he was waiting for a moment..a moment where he could see her, touch her. He was just looking for a one night stand, but when finally he had a chance with her at the club and, she rejected him. That's when it clicked him, she wasn't a girl to throw herself on him. But he could still see that lust, the same intensified delicious feeling in her eyes as well. He wasn't upset over the fact that she rejected him. He was just intrigued because he had experienced rejection for the first time.
The clock was already screaming eight and yet Krystal is still locked up inside the comfort room. She is jittery, anxious and scared. She doesn't know what to do, what to expect. Xavier faces from earlier this morning flashes in her eyes – the way he looks at her, the way how he let his eyes eat her entire existence made her lose her remaining sanity at the moment. Krystal is sweating and shivering, she is contemplating whether to follow his order to meet him or not. The incident earlier makes her feel agitated to even lock eyes with him. She feels so stupid to let him kiss and touch her like that once again. What is wrong with her? Krystal thought. Something doesn't feel right to her, something about this 'meeting up' is making her feel up
WARNING!!! SO LONG CHAPTER WITH HEAVY (21+ SMUT) DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE. EVEN CAN'T READ AFTER WRITING LOL;) AND 10, 12, 15 YEARS OLD STAY AWAY FROM THIS CHAPTER!! ENJOY !!!! *************************************** Then do it." Krystal's voice was ever so confident, so powerful, and so beautiful for Xavier to hear. It was like everything was gone and she could only think of him, only Xavier. He makes her weak, makes her lose her sanity. He advanced slowly, putting his fingers at the base of her neck and trailing it downwards, between her breasts, down her stomach and stopping at the top of her waist. His eyes met hers, "I want to do many things to you, Krystal. Really bad things. I want you at my mercy while I explore your body and show you how good I can make you feel. Do you want it, sweetheart?" She swallowed hard as he leaned down to kiss her calves. every feeling of his lip
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