Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 135

After deliberating for a while, finally Audi and Ibra decided to spend the night at Papa Dava's house first. Guests are still arriving even though the reception is over. Those who came were distant relatives who had not been present this morning.

Audi was in his room to wash himself. Sticky feeling because all day standing with make up and dress instead of playing sultry. While Ibra is still downstairs, chatting with Dava, Lalisa, and welcoming guests who have alternated in touch.

Looks like Mami and Papi Ibra are also in his house. Audi could hear their voices faintly. She rubbed the hair that had just been rinsed. Fragrant shampoo stroking gently her nose.

Just as Audi was picking clothes in the closet, suddenly a hug wrapped around him from behind. Of course Audi gasped and immediately turned around until his eyes met Ibra who was staring back at him. The man smiled gently with eyes highlighting the shade. While Audi is still staring because surprised to find his sudden presence.

"Mas Ibra isn't it still downstairs? Since when did I come in? How come I didn't hear?" Audi's voice sounded broken.

Gosh, how not to be nervous, Audi's not wearing anything in his towel. He squeezed the edge of the kimono on the chest, do not ask what the heart is already as big as there, especially when Ibra's eyes go down, also pay attention to Audi's hands, or maybe?

For God's sake, Audi is ashamed!

Ibra rolled her eyes again looking at Audi's face. "Mas thinks you're done showering, so ... I came here because I wanted to take a shower too."

What's with Ibra's raspy voice? Geez, Audi really made deg-degan. So this is how it feels after a legitimate and one room with a partner?

The feeling of heat radiating on the cheeks of Audi until reddened. Audi was aghast when Ibra touched her finger there, rubbing the soft and smooth skin of Audi cold after bathing.

Audi reflexes held its breath as soon as Ibra's face approached. His eyes closed as Ibra's warm breath crumpled to make him fixated. Shortly a whisper was heard from Ibra's mouth. "Level five kiss ... when can you do it?"

Deg.

Not yet anything Audi has caught up. He opened his mouth gasping, not daring to open his eyes at all. Many times Audi gulped in nervous restraining saliva.

"Th-that ..."

"We pray first, all sunah prayers .." whispered Ibra again.

"I-yes, that's better" Audi said.

The Audi reflex opens its eyes while widening. Not yet he had time to make a sound, Ibra had landed his lips, silencing Audi with the caress of his tongue cradled.

Ibra is holding Audi closer. His hands rubbed until combing Audi's wet hair that was scattered while anchoring small bites on the surface of Audi's plump lips.

A decapitation sound came out from Ibra's mouth, as if to tell silence that he was enjoying the little game of their lips.

"Enh ..." Audi moaning. While Ibra still feels at home tasting his lips and tongue with increasingly dusty.

Ibra's face moved away. Highlight his dark eyes accompanied by heavy breaths of gasping. "Level four, Mas kebablasan," he whispered hoarsely.

Ibra also slightly away and release her embrace from Audi. Audi itself is still at home squeezing his kimono so absorbed.

"Bath first, huh? You take ablution, we pray together."

Audi immediately nodded. "D-yes."

Ibra smile. Audi thought the man would turn around immediately after picking up a new towel in the closet. Naiva ...

Deg.

Audi was successfully sculpted by the soft touch that Ibra glimpsed in his chest. The man said while winking. "DP Bonuses, honey. It turns out that you fit in Mas's hands" he said before fleeing to the bathroom, leaving Audi who was still feeling the age of feeling a flash squeeze from Ibra's hand.

Ibra ... just touched his chest. The new Audi was flabbergasted when the bathroom door closed perfectly swallowing the existence of Ibra.

His breath returned in disbelief. Wait, did she just harass her own husband? Stupid audi! Where there is harassment! You are halal!

But, but ... Haish!

"Mas Ibraaaa!!!" screams loudly.