THEY both sat for a few minutes with Hussey constantly saying sweet nothings to his ear.
All he could reply was a nod and shaky breaths while his hold on her tightened.
She could feel his heartbeat and she was relieved it calmed down somehow.
Hussey slid her fingers in his hair, making him face her using her palm on his cheek.
“Look at me, you softy,” she cooed when he averted his eyes. Hussey poked his fluffy cheek then planted loving kisses on his cheeks until her lips found his lips.
Without hesitation, she captured his wet cavern.
Exploring the sides when she had a chance to slid her tongue in him, she worked her lips on his chin like she couldn’t get enough of him.
Hussey kept muttering how much important he was to her, how she would never leave him.
“I-I love you so much too, Hussey . . . I don’t want to let you go—” the words became muffled when she abruptly landed her lips on him again.
Breath came out of her when he gripped her legs and guided them around his waist, Hussey whimpered under his touch when he carried her and get her lay on the couch—with him on top of her.
“I’m sorry for being like this. . . .”
He crashed their lips together again, which was more passionate but aggressive.
His hands glided up to her arms until he let their fingers entwined.
When their lips parted, she tried to spoke, “You don’t—” He returned his lips to her again until he let them go again. “—have to apologize.”
Aeschylus began to lay kisses on her neck that made her heart pound in an immense speed.
Yet it was a good pounding, the one she loves so dearly. The one that only happen due to her lover Aeschylus.
Only him can make her heart flutter.
He propped his head on her bosom.
Small noises erupted from her when he stopped. He gripped her thigh, making circles every now and then. “Now you know how to tease me that great, baby?”
He got up with her sitting on his lap, straddling her. “This looks adorable on you, please wear this for me tomorrow.” Hussey pulled him using the hem of his purple sweater to give him a smooch.
He nodded his head.
Aeschylus’ breathing hitched, inhaling deeply in the process when Hussey abruptly hauled the hem of his sweater to kiss his abdomen, he exhaled afterward.
The kisses he got from her was hot.
“Dang, I could never ask something for more from you. You’re just too perfect for me—too cute. Fuckers must be so jealous. They can fuck themselves, they’re fucking missing out.”
Aeschylus felt like crying from the statements he’s hearing.
“I love you so much . . . damn much, don’t leave me ever. . . .” it sounded like he coughed those out, it made her chest throbbed in pain.
Like something was squeezing her chest.
Why can’t he see it? He’s perfect, even he was blind about it.
“Tell me, fuck . . . tell me what you desire. I’ll grant it, whatever it takes,” she asked that made him fall for her all over again, how can her cussing make her so sexy?
“Don’t ever stop kissing me. . . .”
His heart was like doing some random stunts like cartwheeling and backflips when she continued gifting him kisses.
Nothing could ever stop him for loving her, he wanted this forever, though all he can focus for now was this moment.
“Gladly, as you wish.”
As they strolled together, entering the plaza, slight breeze rustled the leaves, making the leaves fall to the ground one by one.
Wind got their hair messy when the warm air and the beams from the sunlight made the ground.
The large tree above their head was exposed to the sun.
Pathway was nothing more than dirts littered with falling leaves, dust, and random rocks where the children once played with the supervision of their parents.
It made her wonder why there were no people around this sunny day—or maybe they expected the rain will fall since it’s still rainy season?
Because their date the other day was really bad, Aeschylus and Hussey tried again.
No one brought up what happened at the theater, why would they? It just caused them misunderstanding.
It already happened two times, two bad happenings where it all occurred at the theater.
That theater once became Aeschylus’ comfort place yet it only gave him bad memories, bad experiences, bad history.
The place only took away his freedom to be happy.
Hopefully, those events won’t make Aeschylus change his mind if ever he wanted to see the movies again.
Looking back to her past self, Hussey actually didn’t imagine herself giving someone any skinship.
Now, she couldn’t believe how it just happened so suddenly, ever since meeting Aeschylus, she loves giving him affection as much as he wanted it.
She became a sucker for it.
Not that she’s complaining though.
“Huh . . . I don’t see any people here.”
Aeschylus acted like he’s in deep thought. “I heard rumors that children were slaughtered here. Then. Their. Spirits. Stays. Here. Ever. Since. The. Killing. Happened. Dun, dun, dun!”
“That’s too much horror films for you, Sky.” Hussey deadpanned. “Ha! This sunny day? That won’t make me pee in my pants, but you deserve the praise for the impromptu storytelling plus the suspense sound.”
She made a round of applause for him which made him sneer at his lover.
Soon after, Aeschylus laughed loudly after he caught her plain reaction when he tried to scare her over a cliché elementary horror story.
“Don’t worry, baby. If the spirits decided to show up in front of my pretty princess, I’ll be there to save you.”
Hussey eyed him, tentatively. “Really?”
“Not really, let’s run together if that may occur.” Again, he laughed that caused Hussey stare at the piece in front of her, wanting to remember this image and register it for as long as she can live.
One of the moments that she dearly loves and cherish.
“So you’re the scaredy-cat now?”
From joking, playing, and teasing around. It never made the both of them tired. Just being with each other was too perfect.
Date doesn’t have to be special, just having quality time was just enough.
As they sat on a bench, Hussey watched him chuckle with all the inside jokes that only him and her understand, her eyes witnessed how he glowed beside her.
Whenever his lips would move as he speak, the enthusiasm in his voice that he created when he told her random stories.
A date that both truly wanted, without letting any money out. Just by spending each other’s time was all that mattered.
“Hussey. . . .”
After some time that the young couple shared, she paused after hearing her name being called by him.
His lips were growing larger whenever he smiled, happiness embracing his heart by the mere presence that she gave off.
His lips lifted upward when her name rolled in his tongue.
The wonderful atmosphere around them, she heard them perfectly, the choice of words through his voice was comforting and beguiling.
It came from his heart; it’s beautiful as he held her hands with rosy cheeks because of how close he got to her.
“I appreciate these . . . I appreciate you, thank you for staying.”