Trouble Honey
Taste

When Joan woke up, it took her a while to remember where she was. The room he was occupying right now was definitely not his. Unless it suddenly turned out to be simpler than he remembered. Until he later realized that his legs were intertwined with someone's feet and that's where he understood what had happened.

Joan turned her head only to see Jiyya who had apparently been awake earlier than him. Their heads were on the same pillow with a gentle smile on Joan's face automatically as their eyes flashed like this.

“Good morning Jiyya,” greet Joan.

Jiyya smiled back despite barely looking so thin the smile that the girl made. Joan felt a burst of happiness right then and there.

“Halo,” reply.

There was a short silence where the two of them just looked at each other. Joan brought her face closer, just to trace Jiyya's slender nose, and touch her so soft cheeks, She looked more radiant when Joan first saw her after she was awake, but it was also so mysterious because Joan could not guess what was in the head of the girl now. Jiyya looks so beautiful. She's very pretty. Especially when the girl was in his arms this morning.

“I didn't think that I actually slept with you last night,” whispered Jiyya, she half-dipped her face to avoid Joan's gaze. But before Jiyya could hide her facial expression, Joan quickly prevented it.

“And how was that first experience you think?” whispered the man while stroking Jiyya's very messy hair.

“It was nice,” timpal Jiyya.

Joan's smile was a little fluffy. “Good if that is so,” Joan's reply again.

Silence re-emerged, the man then used his hands to caress the face of the beautiful girl he had enjoyed last night. It was the most beautiful night for him, but at the same time it would probably be a painful memory for him. “You are very important to me Jiyya, you know that?”

The girl just stared at him fixedly, Joan wishing that at least her heart was pounding when Joan said so. Yeah, he can only hope, right? Joan almost gave up when the girl did not answer. But relief soon approached as the girl nodded her head slowly, a few strands of her hair falling before the girl's face. “Thank you, Sir.”

Joan felt anxious, the man moved forward and then pressed a kiss to her lips. Joan closed her eyes as soon as their lips met each other. Both of Jiyya's eyelids opened as soon as Joan spoke to chimed in Jiyya's previous words.

“It is precisely me who is grateful, Jiyya. You handed me your crown but refused to be with me. Was last night sure you wouldn't regret what happened between us last night?”

Silence,

deserted.

Joan disliked the dominating silence when they were alone like this. But the man could not demand more either. In the end, he could only rely on the time that passed between them. Joan may have to settle for just those two beautiful eyes that Jiyya was aiming for her.

The two dark black netra of the girl seemed to have succeeded in sucking her in, even Joan was often made to feel like falling in her charm. In fact, he had never felt that way in a long time. Joan had never even felt this kind of sensation from another woman.

A few moments later Jiyya opened her mouth to speak. Breaking the silence that had already occurred between them. “I'm sorry for yesterday.”

To be honest Jiyya didn't have to apologize to him like this, Joan instead felt she had just made a mistake. He even looked like a man who was getting more miserable like this. “You don't have to apologize to me like that,” Joan replied.

“Yes I know, but I don't know what to say other than that,” said Jiyya.

This awkwardness really made Joan feel dead lice. The beauty that was created last night was just a dream. Although it is a reality. But after that, the girl looked back at him. “Can we get back to normal from now on?”

Joan felt a very strong squeeze on her chest. He did not think that now he had this kind of experience with a woman. He usually said that always. But Jiyya made everything turn around. It's more like Joan is atoning for her bad karma for every deed she's done to the women she's ever slept with.

So is this what it's like to be dumped after being fucked? Joan chuckles. It turned out that he had become an omniscient man against all women. It doesn't feel good. It felt really sick, but he couldn't fight back. This, too, is his request. She did manage to sleep with Jiyya, but the risk was that she had to let go of this girl.

To be honest, Joan was desperate yesterday. He only slightly threatened Jiyya, because Joan thought the girl would not be able to be reckless and handed over the crown she had kept for Joan.

Although it was full of euphoria but it was also toxic to him. Jiyya who risked her chastity so that Joan would no longer pursue her made the man worse. Makes it seem worthy of being pinned down as a jerk.

Joan raised her hand to caress Jiyya's cheek, the girl closed her eyes as if enjoying the touch Joan gave her. “Normal is it?” he repeats. “You mean like before all this—”

“Ya.” Jiyya quickly answered him, without even having to think first.

Joan really has been shown now. He was really desperate now.

A grin on Joan's face. Does this mean there is still a chance for him? If so, Joan would not have wasted it at all. “Ah, I'm not so sure what you mean by ‘you know?’ you are Jiyya.”

Jiyya snorted and averted her eyes. “You're really a hobby of flirting with people yes.”

“Actually it only applies like that to you, because I just like to see you blush,” Joan chimps again.

At least the atmosphere is a little more melting.

Jiyya suddenly just changed her position into a slight bow. Her short hair fell slightly before her face, making Joan unsure of what expression the girl was making behind her dark mane curtain. But even so, however, Jiyya displays a side of herself. For Joan it was still something so amazing and spoiled her eyes.

“By the way about the blushed face,” said Jiyya after a few seconds pause from the gesture she made. Joan started to research it again. Look at it with interest. “I haven't seen you read one of your porn novels collection lately.”

“Hm...” Joan raised her eyebrows and looked up at the ceiling. Jiyya was right as well, not from when exactly she left her bad habit on that one. He even thought about it seriously. “I also want to know why so.”

Jiyya looked at him for a few seconds then suddenly the girl chuckled. “Why are you so serious about that, Sir?” jiyya. “Don't give me a reason like you stopped reading it just because now we've been in touch ****. That's the most cliche reason. But I think it would be great if you could stop being a perverted guy from now on. That's a fairly rapid progress for your size.”

Joan shrugged her shoulders indifferently. “Actually for me this is not just ‘only’, Jiyya.”

Right after saying it Joan looked at Jiyya with a curious expression, clearly wondering if something she said as sincerely would get a commensurate reaction. Or is it that Jiyya is just nonsense and even she would assume that Joan just said something

so terribly wrong?

Long wait, Joan did not get any answers but suddenly the girl pinched her nose. Causing Joan to flinch.

“Stop joking, Sir,” said Jiyya, she then got out of bed. Joan looked at the girl's face very closely. Jiyya was truly beautiful, she did not care that the repeated remark would be considered an offense. Because Jiyya is so beautiful. Joan had slept with a lot of beautiful women, so assuming it was the reason her heart was turbulent for Jiyya it was not the right answer.

*perhaps I should just focus on the fact that I've spent a hot night with a woman I've found attractive, rather than thinking of anything else more greedy than this. *His whispering reminds me once again.

“You are truly enchanting, Jiyya,” Joan chirped involuntarily when the girl was already standing up and wearing clothes she could wear to cover her innocent body just a moment ago.

“Sweet praise, Sir. Thank ye. By the way are you feeling hungry? I'll make breakfast before you go.”

Joan did not like the last sentence Jiyya said. The word ‘go’ seems to indicate that the girl wants to drive him away and is reluctant to linger with him again. Joan is not ready to wake up from this beautiful dream. So Joan grabbed the girl by the hand and pulled her into her arms. Hugged it tightly.

“Please do not wake me from this beautiful dream, Jiyya.” Joan murmuring. Her lips were so close to the ear lobe of the girl, she hoped that the girl could give her a little wisdom. At least give him a little time.

“Then please sleep as long as possible.” Jiyya answered him, trying to wriggle free from him.

Joan clucked when the girl had completely kept her distance from him and even managed to escape her grip. His disappointment seems so obvious now. Joan thinks it may be time for her to move on to a day full of emptiness until she realizes Jiyya is looking at her meaningfully from her current position.

No, he thought the girl had grabbed him. Giving her a kiss on the lips even though Joan could feel doubt, but at least Joan could appreciate the courage of Jiyya who first moved to reach her. Before Jiyya moved to leave her, Joan had anticipated holding the back of the girl's head to stay within her reach. Bringing them drifting in waves of intimacy longer.

Joan opened her eyes and kissed the girl back fiercely once their lips were reunited. As their tongues became entangled, Joan glanced down. They moved away from each other and the man kept raising his eyebrows.

“You want to try it again Jiyya?” Joan questioned. “This morning is really very beautiful with you, Jiyya.”

Jiyya just smiled cynically at him. “No, it's time we woke up from this dream, Sir.”

“I think you're right.”

“Let's just think of this as our dream. Make sure you keep your promise last night, Sir.”

“I will not violate what I have said. As promised, I will stop approaching you in any way.”

“That's great news. I like men who can keep their promises.” Joan seems to have failed to make Jiyya his pet. Instead, he became the girl's pet.