Chapter 114. Conniving Tongue

PRECIOUS

April 25th, xxxy, night

Kamil looks so cozy with the sheets up to his neck and a book obscuring his face. Not one to be left behind, Precious climbs onto the bed, slides the covers mid-thigh and swings a leg over.

Successfully straddling Kamil, Precious swipes the book from his hand, tapping Kamil's knee when his eyes stray to the book.

"Eyes on me."

Blue eyes shifts and rests on him. Folding his arms behind his head, Kamil slowly scans him; from his hair lazily piled on top of his head to the shirt barely covering his..modesty.

"That shirt is good on you."

A smile hints on his lips but he hides it by acting coy. "This old thing? It couldn't possibly. You on the other hand..."

"I'm not wearing anything."

"I know."

Shaking his head, Kamil chuckles but Precious consumes the sound for himself, Kamil's familiar lips opening up. Kamil palms and squeez, the other sweeping across Precious back.

Reaching for the beds