Enquanto não atualizam  Jealous Alien, vou lendo outras fics. Ontem, fuçando a fanpage Tabisan no face, eu descobri um link de uma que parecia ser bem legal.

Comecei a ler... E tive siricuticos! Só isso que digo.

*pausa*

Hoje escolhi essa fanfic Tabisan pra postar! Foi a primeira vê que li uma fic TOPDARA (além da minha). MEU DEUS, O QUE É ESSA FANFIC GENTE??? O TOP, SHISUS AMADO. Tipo, ele chama a Dara de “ovelhinha”... Meu Deus! *pausa para outro siricutico*

...Tipo, ela encontra o cara na balada e JÁ DÁ PRA ELE!!! Tadinha, ela era virgem (spoiler)...Ah tá! Mas é o TOP ne?  hahahahahaha. Ele é meio Christian Grey, só que sem aqueles troços de tortura e esquisitices. E a Dara é meio que obediente a ele. Ele fala “Let’s play” o tempo todo. Nem vou dizer o que isso significa ne?  #OHMYGOSH. Eu acho que esse seria o perfeito Cinquenta Tons de Cinza.

Comecei a ler ontem a noite e já to viciada. Sou assim mesmo. Como eu falei pra menina: ‘eu sou virgem nesse assunto de hentai e lime”, então eu gosto de ler outras fics pra me inspirar. hehe

Vou logo dizendo: é super mega hentai! Cara, eu simplesmente fico chocada cada vez que leio novas fics em inglês. Elas escrevem tão bem :O

Então, o capitulo que escolhi foi o 10.

Fanfic: Inappropriate Arrangement

Autora: secretseven

https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/76849/10/inappropriate-arrangement-bigbang-choiseunghyun-dara-sandarapark-top-topdara-tabisan

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Trecho do capitulo 10 – “Main Event Round 2.”

I shuffled through the sheets, and the foreign yet familiar scent of a man helped me resurface from blissful unconsciousness. My eyes fluttered open and I felt the sheets shift against my bare skin, lightly caressing my nakedness. The light by the bedside table was dim enough to not hurt my eyes and I roll to my side and was greeted by a bare back with angry, painfully red looking scartch marks running through its otherwise white surface.

Oh my God! Did I do that?

I bit my lip at our previous indiscretion and noticed a sick sticky feeling on my abdomen. I needed a shower. I slowly got up from the bed, trying my hardest to not disturb his sleep and deciding to just leave without letting him know, after the much needed shower. I glance at the wall clock indicating that it was already two in morning.

Ayaaah! Bom is going to kill me!

As soon as I was clear out of bed, I tiptoed towards door of the washroom that was conveniently located within the room hit the lights, drew the shower curtain as silently as I could and turned the knobs of the  shower. I let the warm water cascade down through my body, washing away the sweat and other dried bodily fluids on my skin, trying my hardest not to think about what had just happened before. But as soon as I touched myself, his hands were all I could think of. How his hands had explored my skin, how well his hands knew every last detail of my body. How his eyes saw every last part of me. I feel a rush of warmth on my cheeks, warmer than the water and a shake my head, in a futile attempt of clearing my head of not-so-innocent thoughts. I focused on washing myself but it had never hit me before that washing and carressing myself was so unwelcomingly  similar. I control my breathing and reached for the bar of soap, lathering bubbles that made my skin silkily sleek, and so wonderful to touch.

I bit my lip as I lost control of my thoughts and I reach out to my womanhood. It was wet, a different kind of wet I knew for a fact that it wasn't water. I licked my lips as my finger graze my still sensitive clit and I sudden frenzy of sensation went through my spine towards my head and I let out an audible gasp. I should stop.

A rational side of me whispered but it was drowned by memories of him. Of Top who had expertly made me feel so amazing! I couldn't help myself and I imitate the circular motion he did earlier with his tongue. I leaned on the wall as I feel my knees weaken as the waves of pleasure assaulted my senses. I couldn't help myself but moan out his name.

"Uhhh... Top..." I continue touching myself but it wasn't enough. I wanted him. My hands weren't enough and before I realize it I was calling out his name over and over, my finger relentlessly moving along my growing slickness.

"Top... Top... Oh my God... Top..." I abruptly stop as I heard the shower curtains drew open and he was standing right there. His brow furrowed, his lips a thin line of disapproval. He was naked and he couldn't, didn't hide his fully erect member.

"Ssantoki..." He whispered harshly, "What do you think you're doing?" He steps in to the shower and the water gloriously flowed down highlighting the contours of muscle along the plains of his chest.

I was taking laborious breaths, leaning against the wall, trying my hardest not to think of how embarassing the situation was. He pulls me towards him, letting my arms encircle his neck and he just stares at me. The water running down our bodies, his eyes seemingly seeking something from mine,

"Are you trying to make me go insane, Ssantoki?" He burries his face in to the crook of my neck, giving it a tentative bite. "I'm trying my hardest to be nice to you..." he whispers to my skin, "but you keep on trying to push me over the edge." He roughly grips my hips and turns me around. He draws my hair to the side and begins planting kisses on my nape down my spine. I gasp in content as I feel his warm hands on my stomach. He straightens up and pulls me towards him, my back pressing against his chest and I feel his hardened length between my buttocks, he guides towards my slick opening and he breathes unto my neck. "Ssantoki... " its tip grazing my sensitive clit, I reached out to grab his neck. His other hand travels towards my chest and he runs his hand along the contours of my breast lightly passing through my hard nipples. He then eagerly pushes inside of me, earning him an ungracious moan.

"Uhhhhh...." I couldn't help myself. I wanted him so bad, I clutch at his hair as he pulls himself completely out.

"You're so naughty, Ssantoki...." He gives my neck another bite. "Don't blame me if I can't hold back."

I don't want him to hold back. I want him. I want him to push harder. To lose control, just as much as I am losing control of myself. Once more, he pushes inside of me and I feel my flesh wrap around his and my walls tighten against him, warmth pooling on my stomach and grind against him. My body aching for release. He pulls out again.

"No..." I beg him. "More, please. Top... please..."

He begins to massage my breast, sometimes putting enough pressure it was close to being painful. But I liked it. God, how I liked how my body mould itself to his touch. He inches inside me, slowly. Inch by agonizing inch.

"Faster, Top... Faster... please."

He grunts in agreement and I feel him increase the pace and I struggle to contain myself. I became aware of how hot his body was against mine. How hot my inside felt as my flesh yields to his manhood. I was convinced that the water cascading down our bodies were keeping me from combusting into flames. He turns my face towards him and at the awkward angle, he kisses me. His tongue probing the inside of my mouth, his length filling my insides and I am completely his, I feel myself pulsate as I shiver in sudden release a flood of content stills me and I cling to him in support. Another thrust and he pulls out and the water under our feet is stained white. He breaks our kiss only to give my shoulder another bite.

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He leaves the shower and wraps himself with the only towel available. He comes back clad in boxers and he motions me to approach me. Dripping wet, he drapes the towel on my head, it smelled like him. He begins to towel dry my hair, then pats my skin with the cloth. He looks down on me. "Sleep here. I'll take you home tomorrow..."

"No, I have to head home. Someones waiting for me." I tell him quietly.

He sighs audibly. "It's late. I'm sleepy. I'll take you home tomorrow."

"I'll take a cab. You don't have to..." I began.

"Are you serious?" He looks at me incredulous, his brows furrowed.

He gives me the towel to finish drying myself off and headed for the room. He came back with my clothes and hands them to me. He sits on the toilet seat and gestures me to get dressed.

I look at him, wondering if there was any reason for me to ask for some privacy then decided it would be false modesty so I slipped on my underwear, then my pants, then my bra, finally my shirt. I look back at him and he was still staring, biting his lower lip seductively.

"What?" I ask him, slightly embarassed at the attention.

"I've always thought that girl's getting dressed was a reverse strip tease." He chuckles, "Let me take you home."

"No." I answered plainly.

"You're so stubborn." He gets up, "I'm telling you I'll take you home now, if that's what you want."

"No." I repeat.

"Ayaah! I told you I don't like that word." Then, he stares at me I was aware that he was trying to break my will. But I really didn't want him to take me home. This night was confusing as it is. Taking me home would add to the illusion of a relationship. This wasn't, it was just sex. I stared right back with adamance that  made him run a hand through his damp hair in frustration. "Why are you so stubborn?! You drive me insane." He then sighs. "Fine. Can I at least call you a cab?"

I nod in agreement and he heads to the door.

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The cab stops and I asked how much I owed him. I was then informed that it was already paid for. I exited the cab slightly bewildered that I forgot to thank the driver, I was shaken out of my reverie when my phone vibrated alerting me of an incoming call.

It was him.

"Yah! You paid the cab!" I accused him.

"Guilty." He answered casually. "So you're home?"

"Yes." I answered walking towards our building.

"Good. See you next time, Ssantoki."

I don't answer. Not because I was having second thoughts but because I was used to him just hanging up after he got his point across.

"Yah! Answer!"

"Ah... yes! " I responded in surprise, "See you next time, Top..."

"Goodnight." He told me.

"Yes... Uhhh... goodnight."

He hanged up as I find myself in front of the elevator. I went inside, pressed the number of our floor still staring at my phone in confusion.

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I silently unlocked the door and pushed it open as quietly as I could when all of a sudden a loud metallic crash then a splash resounded from inside! The silence of the halls receeded as shuffling feet head towards doors all the while chattering confusion became slowly louder.

"What the hell was that?" A girl from a neighboring dorm room peeked through a door and I apologetically bowed to her.

The scene repeated and I just kept bowing wishing that it would soon end. When it did I entered our room, pattering over wet floor with Bom standing in the middle of the room, her hands on her waist. "What time do you think it is?" She bellowed.

I made hushing noises and pressed my forefinger on my lips, "Bommie, what the hell happened here?!"

"I made a makeshift alarm with the metal bucket filled with water so I'll know what time you came back!" She huffs in explanation.

I stared at her completely confused at her logic. I would have laughed but she was obviously upset. "I'm sorry, I'm late, Bommie..." I head towards our kitchen and grabbed for our mop and started cleaning up. I could ask her why she had to put water in when an empty bucket would have been enough to wake her up but I know this was a thoroughly thought of alarm-and-punishment rolled into one.

She was still standing at the center of the room, her arms now crossed in front of her chest. "So? Spill!"

"I already did..." I mumbled looking at the floor.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Tell me about the guy!" She ordered.

"There isn't any guy." I sighed exasparrated.

"Why do you have to lie to me?" It was fleeting but I could hear the hurt in her voice.

I looked up and she was staring at me. "I don't want you to judge me."

"I never would..." She said softly.

"We're not dating..."

"I understand."

"I..." I wanted to tell her I didn't even know his name. Did she assume we had sex? What was she thinking right now? But I couldn't voice any of my thoughts... So I just continued to mop the floor dry...

"You can't tell me anything?"

What can I tell her? What do I even know about him? Nothing. "He... he's the guy I met at the club last month..."

"Wow! He must have left an impression!" I whipped my head towards my bestfriend. Gratitude washing over me as I see her clear unjudging eyes. I dropped the mop and rush towards her and gave her a hug.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you much right now... I will.. I promise..." I feel her stroke my hair. "Right now, it's just confusing."

"I understand." She pushes me back and crinkled her nose. "You smell like a boy."

I cringed. She flicked my nose. "I'm not judging you!" Her gaze softens, "Just... just don't do something you'll regret later, okay?"

I stare at her, wondering if I haven't done so already... but I nod to reassure her. She nods back satisfied then gestures at the floor,

"Now clean the mess you made." And she stretches her arms leaving a wet trail towards our room.

"Yah! Help me!"

She looks back and sticks out her tongue. "No. And you better wake up tomorrow when I tell you to!!! Were heading for the beach! No groaning or I'll pinch you so hard that your grandchildren would be complaining!" She said in all seriousness that I couldn't help but laugh. She huffs and then closes the door to our room.

I was still laughing after I finished cleaning up and settled myself on the bed. I glance at my phone and it had one unread message.

Good night, Ssantoki.

I stared at the message and decided not to respond. I placed my phone under my pillow for the very first time in the twenty one years of my existence and I was too sleepy to think complicated thoughts as to why I did so. And I mumbled something before I was engulfed by the darkness of sleep... I wasn't sure but I think it was something along the lines of "Good night you right back, Top..........."

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