Trapped Game of Galak Lord
TPTG CHAPTER 33.

After making a furore in her parents' second room, Aksa left them both alone. Aksa walked into her room which she had long since missed. Four months ago Aksa had not even stepped on the room and chose to go look for the whereabouts of Inara who suddenly disappeared.

When pressing the doorknob, Aksa's ears accidentally faintly heard the sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the elevator. Aksa twisted the neck a few degrees, the sight suddenly making him flinch.

A beautiful girl was wearing a short knee-length dress with pumps that knocked on the floor. The dress shows the user's upper arm and a slight cleavage. Of course the sight made Aksa's blood rustle. His heart was racing with sharp bulging eyes. Angry mixed with annoyance Aksa made.

As the girl passed by with a flat expression, Aksa tightened her jaw and caught it quickly then pushed it into the room and rushed to lock the door.

"Aaaa... Fuck, get rid of me! What are you doing?" inara shouted as she thrashed free.

"Shut up! Don't make a fuss if you don't want to see me acting insolent!" threaten Aksa with a murderous look.

After locking the door, Aksa hid the key child inside the bag of pants. He walked to the bed and sat on the edge crossing his legs and resting both hands on the bed. A thin grin curled at the corners of her lips as she pegged Inara's appearance from head to toe.

"Sir Aksa, I'm sorry if I was wrong. Please open the door!" Inara is forced to soften so that Aksa will let go.

"Here I go, I want to talk!" Smiling mischievously Aksa patted the side of the mattress hinting for Inara to sit next to her.

"Sister... Please, I'm going out!" pinta Inara.

"Sit down first, I'll let you go after this!" tawar Aksa gives you a choice.

"But Brother"

"Sit down, or I'll lock you up all night in this room!" threatening Aksa made Inara shudder in horror.

Inara bent her face, her ten fingers squeezing each other while walking towards Aksa. He didn't want to, but what could he do? There is no other choice but to obey the wishes of the man who does not know himself. The bastard who made Inara's hatred even more ingrained in her.

After Inara sat down, Aksa inched so as to erode the distance between the two. The look of Aksa's eyes turned sad to see Inara who was still loyal bending her face.

Without hesitation Aksa grabbed Inara's chin and raised it, instantly the gazes of the two met each other for a while.

"Who would let you wear a dress like this?" aksa asked in serious fashion with an intimidating look.

"Nothing, what's wrong with this dress?" inara answered with a question.

"There's nothing wrong, this dress is great. It's just not suitable attached to your body." said Aksa. He seemed to fail to focus as he stared at Inara's slightly protruding cleavage, his jakun rising and falling looking at the thing.

"Why not fit?" inara asked curiously while linking her eyebrows.

"Because this dress is too open for you, I don't like your body parts being exposed. Only I can see it!" firmly Aksa was full of emphasis, then placed his hand on Inara's shoulder.

"Deg!"

Inara gasped and sighed with great difficulty. His heart suddenly heated up as Aksa's hand touched his shoulder. Instantly his chest rose and fell.

Slowly Aksa's face drew closer, the body temperature of both of them suddenly hot when the breath of the two hit each other's faces.

"Sister... Mmph..."

Inara's words were suddenly cut off as Aksa's lips clung tightly to her lips. Aksa couldn't hold this much longer, a day of not meeting made him very homesick. Long for the softness of the lips of the girl, long for the warmth of her body and long for the caress of her hands.

Without hesitation, Aksa's hand began to move around the nape of Inara. His eyes closed and rubbed his sister's lips with tenderness. Aksa desperately wants to bite him and even then he does it freely.

"Sister... Mmph..."

The longer the pagutan both getting hot and passionate, none of them realized the sound of decapan that was already humming ria filled the void of the entire room.

"Enough Brother! Aakh..."

Inara forcefully pulled her lips as her chest had started to lose oxygen, tightness and heat so the paging had to be stopped.

Without thinking, Aksa immediately brought Inara into her breaststroke. Aksa's heart was broken, her eyes were glazed. How could he let Inara go for someone else? Aksa really couldn't, he really wanted his sister.

"I'm sorry, sorry." said Aksa, clutching Inara's arm firmly. He did not want to let go of his embrace, could this be so that Aksa did not dissolve in the feeling that had shackled his soul.

"So much, take me off!" muttered Inara who was getting crowded so strong that a hug wrapped around her body.

"Let Inara, let me hold you for a moment!" pinta Aksa, she also kissed Inara's forehead. Letting his lips stick there for so long.

Inara was unmoved, the warmth and scent of that body made her feel very comfortable. Again what Aksa did reminded him of Akbar. The first love that stole his heart, the first man who broke it.

Unknowingly, Inara's hands moved and coiled around Aksa's waist. Both of them were silent, dissolved in their respective thoughts.

After ten minutes had passed, their embrace began to stretch. Aksa again kissed Inara's forehead and cupped her hands on the girl's cheeks.

"Still angry?" goda Aksa while pinching Inara's cheek, a thin grin curled at the corner of her lips.

Inara stared at Aksa's old bead eyes, then shook her head in response.

"Why? Am I not a jerk?" Aksa continued to tease Inara while stroking the girl's cheek gently.

"No idea" Inara pursed her lips and cut off eye contact. He doesn't know what to answer. On the one hand, Inara hated Aksa. On the other hand, he felt comfortable on the side of the rude man. Usually just force and continue to force, it makes Inara fed up.

With no rejection, Aksa lays her cheek on Inara's shoulder. Her lips and nose stuck to the girl's neck and kissed her softly, while her hands were tightly coiled around Inara's small slender waist.

"It's fragrant" murmured Aksa while squinting, her nose moving around tickling Inara's neck. It makes Inara's heart beat very fast. Aksa himself could feel and hear it.

"Why? It seems like your heart pressure is unstable" Aksa teased with a grin. Inara's cheeks are red.

"Sister, don't keep doing this! This is wrong," Inara tried to push Aksa's head but her embrace got tighter.

"Sir Aksa, enough! It's overkill, "null Inara.

"What is excessive? Can't I hug my own sister?" The more Inara refused, the stronger Aksa held her.

"May, but this is not the way. It's no longer the embrace of sister and sister, but-" Inara paused her speech.

"But what?" continue Aksa who still wants to linger in that position.

"You ah, it's hard to explain this to you." If Inara had fangs, she would have bitten Aksa to shreds.

"Hehehehe..." Aksa laughed and kissed Inara's head.

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