Leaning Sweet Me
My cherry

"Where are you going?"

Metta turned her head towards the voice, with lips that carved a wry smile. Farrel was moving the signboard

No passing, the floor is still wet.

Farrel approached, "Dear, what's wrong?"

Was Tiwi here too? Did they previously meet then what was with them until Tiwi could get hurt so? Does it have anything to do with the sign he moved earlier? question after question fluttered through Metta's head.

Farrel moved his hand in front of Metta's face that looked dreamy. "Hey, what's wrong? Is brother here looking for me? let's just go to my room."

Farrel pulled Metta's hand and led her into his room.

Chequelek

When the door closed, Farrel squeezed Metta's body behind the door.

"El.what are you doing. Back off I'm tight!" Metta pushed Farrel's chest with both hands.

Farrel even carved a smile, "You're getting more beautiful my lady,"

"ppfft... El what? don't call me weird,"

Farrel scratched his nape, "Sister doesn't like it?"

Metta shook her head, "That's a ridiculous call, I don't like it!"

"How about my cherry, sweet right!" tukas Farrel squeezes Metta's chin.

"Like a brother's face flushed with embarrassment,"

"No. That's ridiculous too! Why talk about nicknames?"

"Come on, I often hear people calling out unique names to their partners!" Farrel started to frown.

"Is that important? you're going to show off like that?" Metta held her mouth with her hands, trying to hold back a laugh.

Farrel pulled the hand and grabbed it,

"If I wanted to show off why? I've always wanted the world to know that I have a sister," kissed Metta's hand.

"But that's really excessive, I just still like to amused myself if called 'honey', what else my lady or my cherry" said Metta.

Farrel smiled, Is big brother now starting to be able to express what he feels? real funny.

"Darling, but I'd like to call you that,"

"It's up to you" said Metta, pushing Farrel's chest back.

Metta walked up and kept the file on Farrel's desk, and saw a picture of himself on the table. He quickly turned around, "When did you take this photo? and the photo you sent on the last slide when the screen was on?"

Farrrl frowned, "Sail tancap?"

Feeling Farrel did not understand, Metta held back his laughter, "I mean Projector screen, when you pretend to make a press conference with complex mothers, it really makes me embarrassed to the ubun El,"

Now Farrel seemed to hold back his laughter, "They said I'm an old and ugly man, I don't take it for granted, they haven't seen my good looks."

"Jeez, don't let them know that!"

"Why? Are you afraid they like me?" said Farrel with a sparkle.

Metta pinched both of Farrel's cheeks in dismay, and shook his head, "No, I don't want them to know you're a narcissistic darling!"

It's true I don't want them to know that you're this sweet El, really adorable!I don't want to.

"Why? that means it's the same brother doesn't want them to see me this handsome, doesn't it my Cherry?"

Farrel hugged Metta's waist, until the distance of their bodies was close back, and Metta's chest jolted Farrel's chest.

"Yes, it's up to you my bronies," Farrel chuckled,

"My bronies? Is that... Am I as sweet as the Bronies? If so, eat me right now, hayo.... " Farrel poked Metta's waist slowly with his index finger.

"El, stop it ticklish! I don't like it...." A smile rose on Metta's lips.

"Now big brother says no like but smile too" Farrel teased.

"That you are...."

"Mac told the cameraman to take the photos. He looked a lot like Alan," Farrel chuckled.

"Yes, and as long as you're not around, she's like security in my house! sucks...."

Farrel touched the tip of Metta's lips with his thumb, "I missed this cherry while in paris, this nose, these eyes, all of it! Is that brother too?" he said in a heavy voice, touching what he said with his finger.

Metta stared fixedly at Farrel, until the two beads looked at each other, "I miss you too!"

Metta put her hand around Farrel's neck, "I'm here to deliver the file, and I think my time has been here too long. "

Cup

Farrel peeked at Metta who was still speaking, "No one will dare to rebuke you, madam!"

"I I saw Tiwi downstairs? what's wrong with her?" Farrel kissed Metta's cheek again.

"He fell over" pinned the boy's hair behind Metta's ear and then kissed her cheek again.

"Do you have anything to do with it? he said something about you," pulled the collar of Farrel Shirt,

"Byeah.shitt!" Farrel felt hooked because Metta accidentally touched his sensitive neck, and Metta just frowned.

"What did he say?" he pulled back Metta's waist, and drowned his head in Metta's boat, as if inhaling in the scent of Metta's body that he hadn't found in a long time.

"He fell because of you?" Ask Metta.

Farrel chuckled, "And you believe me?" holding Metta's nape.

"Could be yes.Could not! He must be trying to get your attention!"

"Pity! he'll try hard, 'cause I won't be able to distract him easily, '" sniffed Metta's neck again.

"El, this is the office!"

"Issshh.. You're this!"

Farrel pulled his head, "He didn't see the signboard that was installed in the hallway earlier, maybe he just saw me at that time,"

"Well, sir narcissist! He's gonna keep getting your attention, plus he's in this building right now, that's really easy,"

"Did you want me to move it again? If you need to get out of town?" Metta shook her head,

"No, as long as the job's good."

"Ok my cherry, I'll do whatever you say" Farrel chuckled.

"Then put your chest back down, I'm out of breath."

"I'll give you an artificial breath then,"

Metta gasped with wide-eyed eyes as Farrel grabbed her lips and bit her slightly,

"You're getting naughty El,"

Farrel chuckled and swept his lips again, this time so gently that Metta was re-collapsed. Then with his hands gently slouched behind Metta's back, making blood both sighs, Farrel took Metta up to the chair and dropped himself who was now holding Mwtta without releasing the link on his lips.

"So pretty sister!"

His hand went down the paddle and stuck it there, making something stiff down there.

"El ...."

"Hmmm...."

They continued to exchange saliva, with Metta's hands now squeezing Farrel's hair, her lips down Metta's neck, until Metta stepped, and Metta fell,

"Itahhhhh...."

Farrell went down, touching Metta's two round objects, "Aaahh.. shiitt!" erang then.

Metta pulled Farrel's head so that he wouldn't lose his wits too if he allowed Farrel to continue drowning in his chest. Until they re-link their tongues, playing around by combing each other's deep cavities until they twist each other.

With a hand that swept over Metta's back and removed the cover link of two of his physical objects from behind his shirt.

"El....!!" peekkik Metta, when the binder two mountains detached, and his chest now feels loose.

Farrel chuckled, "Adorable boy!" Sweep Metta's face with his hand.

"I have to go to the toilet!" Farrel got up and Metta laughed.

Farrel immediately ran to the bathroom that was available in his room. And cover it up hard.

"He who begs me, he also has his own troubles!"

Metta tidied up her clothes, and also her sacred hook, combing her hair with both hands.

"I have to go El ...Bye bye!" metta shouted at Farrel who was still in the toilet and certainly did not hear him.

Metta walked back, with an occasional smile of her own, she returned to the division office.

Ting

The elevator opened, someone wearing a navy suit smiled at him,

"Sorry, which room is Alan in? maybe I'm lost!" said it.

"Ooh that's been seen from here, just stay straight."

metta pointed to Alan's room he had just walked out of.

"Thank you, miss ..." extended her hand to Metta.

But Metta just stared at the hand and was left hanging.

"Ah... sorry like I sassy! then thank you once again." he said and nodded.

Metta nodded and shrugged his shoulders later,

"Could be blisters hands, each inquiring directly acquainted. hadeeuhh!!"

Metta was waiting for the elevator to open again, with some staff waiting for him as well. But he turned back.

"But Alan doesn't exist, inside there's only Farrel, ah no matter what, uh.." turned back around.

"Isn't that room Farrel is now in, it means Alan's room has moved! I have to tell her, "

Metta returns following the man who just asked her, there is a feeling of innocence when the information she gave turns out to be untrue.

"Sorry sir.." call Metta on the guy.

He turned around, and carved a smile on his lips.

"I'm sorry, but it looks like the information I gave you was wrong. This is no longer Alan's room" he said.

"really? so which room is it next to?"

Metta scratched her head, nor did she know which room she was next to now.

"Maybe you can ask the person in front of you" pointed to someone at the end of the hall who was cleaning the hallway.

"Thank you, miss...."

When Farrel's door opened, he saw Metta talking to someone who was behind him.

Who are you talking to? talk to strangers that familiar.

"My Cherry ...is still not gone?" Metta rounded her eyes.

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