Come Here Datu
Come Here Datu: Crazy Creature Has Arrived

      'Right now I don't know what I'm thinking. I just felt like everything I had built was empty and collapsed. Now only the flesh desires I most hope for. He teased me with a stupid whisper. And I snared my own neck.'

      The sound of breath, kiss, grip, gaze and whisper is the capital of a lust in the world. Now two pairs of humans have it. Rain and night are the best parts for impingement.

      Bardt started and clearly looks never to end with an easy rhythm, "You can!" Everything Lenia wanted to say was held back by a small voice coming out in the corner of her speech. In the middle of the breath, a girl will be claustrophobic when it all starts due to her erratic end.

      Lenia's small body hit the soft wall, still in an embrace. The sound of breath hunting. Lick on the little lips of the girl. The gaze is more and more sad and all becomes a destiny called desire. His face flushed behind the dim lights.

      "Truly a bad girl!" Bardt pulled Lenia's right leg, until a circular position on the man's body. The slanted smile. A kiss came down Lenia's neck. Gentle and rough grip on both of the girls chests. Bardt held a hug with his left hand. A hot kiss from the tongue descended on Lenia's chest. Bardt tore the girl's nightie.

      Kiss after kiss there. Lenia hugged the man's head tightly, either restrained and resigned or fascinated by the angelic dance. All minds have been lost.

Bardt's left leg in gentle motion in the middle of Lenia's sensitive body. Closing his mouth so that his small voice could not be heard. However, that even made the man crazy.

      Bardt opens his kimono and takes Lenia down. Make the girl's body turn her back. Lenia's two hands were pressed against the wall, right above the girl's head, "a form I really like about you Lei!" His palm dropped from his neck to the back of Lenia's body. Tear the girl's nightie until it's noiseless. All curves look clearly mesmerizing under the light of the lamp.

      Bardt kissed Lenia's ears and the right hand moved under the girl's body with a toneless tap. The little girl's voice sounded increasingly clear and echoed, "me!" Lenia's body trembled violently, with the rest of her mind to hold back the sound.

      Bardt's lower body moved slowly and began to rough. Lenia's tears trickled down from a girl who had defended her title and had now collapsed. All the feeling hit the nerves. Blood seemed to fill the bottom of Bardt. Release the kiss from Lenia's lips and turn to the girl's back. Lenia's body trembled and a long voice sounded again.

      Reversing Lenia's body and lifting the girl up and dropping her slowly on the bed. Lenia is seen closing both eyes with her hands. Bardt pulled his hand and held it over the girl's head. Kiss Lenia's neck. The girl's face looked clear.

      Bardt put his body back on Lenia. The movement this time was really rough. The kiss gets hotter on the girl's chest. A gentle bite to the neck, causing a small amount of blood. The girl reached a color dimension that was difficult to explain, a thing that was repeated many times.

      'I can't be the need of this demon. He was rude and gentle, everything made me want to, regardless of the agreement!' Lenia closed her eyes slowly. The sound of rain is more intense.

      Slowly opening her eyes, Lenia sat down. A fur blanket fell from his upper body. His body was now without a feather to cover. The kiss trail starts to look purplish red. On the girl's neck was a bit of a bite mark. Lenia looked around. The memory that made the girl close her face.

      "If you meet that bastard demon, I'll skin it, you smart bastard. Go nice, it's a fucking guy!" Gluing teeth. Opening the blanket, he fell silent. Breathing out staring at his body. There were no traces of blood left on the floor, it was supposed to leave traces of blood droplets on the floor but on the quilt the feathers left a slight trace of blackness the blood sign had dried up, "stealth loves blood?" Holding the neck of the bite mark, "what happens if he knows what the boy has done to me?"

      I live in things that are hard for others to see. And only a few people realize it. Everyone seems to enjoy their lives without burden, even though we never know what traces they make. You should know that time makes me stop like them. The pressure made me want to end it all. However, time also maintains the beat of destiny for me.

      Hematophobia is a violent ghost. A speck of blood made my body stiff, tremble and it became my mind blank. Crying because it undermines my mentality. I must always stand with the trauma and phobia I have and walk in the direction to break the line of fear in order to stay alive. I need to be able to handle everything slowly.