A city Romance

Chapter Three : Valentine's Day ( February )

February 14, 3.00 am Friday 

Valentine’s Day 

By. Udhaiyah Priya 

Raya (Girlfriend P.O.V) 

I woke up seeing you still asleep beside me , It's 4 am; I start my day at 4 am. Turning off the alarm, Taking a shower, doing my make-up and all. I'm not really a morning person.

Walking out from our room, I quickly did P, B & J sandwich, a glass of fresh orange juice for me And a mug of coffee for you.

I was setting it on the table.You took your time as always,You usually wake up at 5.15 am. Walking out of the room by 6.15-ish. 

When you saw me, you walked to me? "hey baby" you said wrapping your hands around my hips. Giving my forehead a kiss. You won't kiss my lips knowing that you'll erase my lipstick, it only gets messy for the both of us. Plus, I'll get pissed off too.I'm not a morning person. 

"Happy Valentine’s Day…" Splash

Yes, Splash, there is an imaginary bucket of water thrown over me. My eyes almost popped out . How could I forget. 

Smiling at my darling Arun, nervous I'm sure. "Happy Valentine's day darling, "I said it back forcing myself a smile. You smirked, kissing my cheek now. 

"My Baby," you told kissing my forehead, "My sweetheart, "you said kissing my cheek now,  "My darling…" you poked my nose smiling looking at me,  before taking the sandwich and coffee. 

Of course, now you say all of this.To win my heart, I'm sure.

I just return you a blunt smile. A blunt nervous smile. hmmmm..... 

You see an average couple. Would enjoy their valentine’s day. Usually, the girl would make arrangements Other times the guys would do.

Typically, what gives for Valentine's Day is. A valentine's day card, A valentine's day dinner, Perhaps bake valentine's day cookies or cakes, using heart shape on everything possible, Watch a romantic movie together. Or the classic big teddy bear gift to show how he loves her.

Yes, there are many ways of celebrating Valentine's day. Many Beautiful ways indeed. 

Yet you and me, it's a whole different level, Unfortunate for sure. hmmm.

You smile at me. As if you know what I'm talking in my mind right now, Or You probably had figured I'm scolding you in my mind right now. I smile right back at you, pretending everything is normal. Arun you're sometimes just too much to handle. A little too, too much for my taste. 

Work was a routine as always. I'm a content moderator for t****k. It's a social-media app, sort of like i********:. My job is to moderate the videos that had been shared. And if found guilty of plagiarism, I have all the rights to take it down immediately. Pissing the account holders up, I dig it.

"oh, what's your plan, for valentine's day" Maya the bombshell in my workplace asked. she's perfect and all, beautiful, previously nominated as Miss Universe Malaysia,Married to a Neurosurgeon who is also on to politics. 

I admit I hate her because she looks so beautiful, with that innocent act of hers.Everything seems so perfect in her life. Everything is easy for her, All the bosses loves her, She basically got promoted for just looking pretty in the office, All because of her damn looks. 

God Damn it, she gave birth to twins, to begin with. Yet still, she looks as if she just reached sweet sixteen. She’s older to me some more, yet pretend as if I’m her great aunt.

"Not sure... we haven't planned yet" I lied, it's already contracted, f**k.

"Oh well, this morning I was up early baked a cake, here I show you…". She showed me the picture that she took, with that latest Apple phone she got. Damn, the cake looks pretty and all, she even placed the icing on top of it. It's a heart shaped cake .  I wished I had her baking skills.Well I wish I had her hair, her smile,  her looks, blurrr.... 

I plastered the best smile I could plaster, all my teeth showing on the process. "Very pretty," I said, Wishing the cake would at least taste horrible, in the inside. Couldn’t help myself. 

"Yes, my husband, he is going to love it, .. " She smiled, taking back her phone, looking at her phone than a few seconds later. 

" Awww look what he sends me, aww my Honey," She tells smiling, showing her pearly teeth and where her stupid thick long hair bounces bit, f**k I hate her—giving the phone back at me.God, Do I have to see this too. 

Now, it's a picture of a diamond necklace on her w******p. stated hubby as she placed it. f**k, whatever.

I smiled at her back. passing her the phone. " Aww, so sweet of him, He is so sweet, you're a lucky wife," I said it back, smiling, nodding my head like an i***t, pretending how genuine I can be.

I am turning back to my computer to continue being a moderator.  "How about you, you sure you don't have any plans with your husband… Arun right," this is like the millionth time I had to tell this dumb b***h. 

"  He is my boyfriend… I'm not married yet…" I smiled back. Get off my back, b***h. God, you're a nuisance. 

"Oh, but you guys are living in together I thought, well is he going to ask you anytime soon, right". No, Nope he’s not, that's the fact, dumb f*****g cunt, Yet I had to plaster the smile back to her face, I hate you b***h, always make me feel horrible of myself.

"It's me, I said no, and I don't want to get married..." I lied smiling back

"Oh, but why…." God just kill her, kill her, I'm begging you.

"I have my reasons, "I said, continuing my work. She started a conversation back, which I ignored my best, and that's her cue to live to find some other prey to boost all her perfect life u and make someone feels like s**t—what a tease. 

After work, driving back to our little apartment, Unlocking the door with my keys. 

" Hey, babe.." 

" God.." you startled me, I look at you on the sofa seating there as if you were waiting for me. 

" Arun, you startled me..." I said, my hand on my chest now, walking near to you. 

You pulled me over to your lap, which caused me to hold you as you kiss my cheeks. I bend my bottom lips, something I do if I'm upset of something. 

" Awe, I didn't mean to," you said as you kissed my ear and neck. I bend my lips at you till you made me laugh, you started tickling me with your lips. 

Your hands are under my knee caps as I hold your neck for support. kissing your lips now. 

God, I love you, only if you know how much I love you.

I kissed your lips. You were still wearing your office clothes. Yet the top of your shirt is unbuttoned. You're so sexy like that.

 " hey," you started the conversation.Which made me stop kissing you, pointing my lips looking at you frowning.

" you know what day it is, right, " you asked; I pretended like I had no idea what you're on about, no wonder you're early today. f**k.

" It's Valentine's day.." you said, like the obvious . I know genius. 

You sighed, carrying me up bridal style now, placing me comfortably on the sofa, in a seating position where you kneel down. Looking at my face. Both of your hands each side of me. 

Of course, an average guy would kneel to propose, but with you, I'm not a fool.

Yet I'm desperately trying to fool you, Giving I do not know what the hell you are on about. I’m giving that face too. 

You gave me a frustration sigh. 

" Come on, Baby, you know you can't fool me right..." Of course, I can, for example, dinner, I cooked remember. I shook my head like what is this about!

" Raya.." your tone, it is your frustration tone, not in a good way too. There is a bit of edginess there.

" Alright, Alright, I know..." I said, giving up; you hold my face, kissing me as I kissed you back, smiling. You kissed my forehead again. 

There is a reason why I didn't remind him of our 1st Love word anniversary . Trust me a women always has her reasons. 

Arun ( Boyfriend P.O.V)

Looking at you angel, I know everything about you, that little fake face you make . whenever you pretend like you have no idea what I'm on about. When you actually do.

Yet again, You're my sweetie. You are so cute when you given up , that's my girl

don’t try to play me. Curling your hair with my fingers . Placing it behind your ear.

" Take a bath, freshen up, OK, do you want to eat dinner... " I asked you like I'm asking a child. Like it or not I always see you as a child. 

 " you shook your head," which was expected. Kissing your forehead, I got up, pulling your hands along the way. I gently guided you to our room, slap your cute little ass playfully on the process. You glared at me; you always hated when I do that, which only made me smirk back right at you. 

You went into our room, closing our room door while I sighed, walking at the balcony. There is a small garden already set by both of us with a fountain and all. But what you do not know, I also have a hidden drawer over the fountain where I keep my weed.

Smiling, precisely what I needed, I rolled it nicely, torch it, and enjoyed my blow. Certain things you do not need to find out about me, let's leave it like that. OK baby.

Don't get me wrong, I know you, I know you very well, you tend to spill the beans fast, you can't keep secrets so, it's for both of our sake, some things you do not need find out.You know I smoke, just have no idea what I smoke. let's leave it with that.

I was looking at the two koi fish in the fountain—pretty little rascals. You bought it, yet I had to suffer cleaning it. I was done smoking. I am feeling  a bit high. Which is good, helps me to blur out your face and emotions the next part. 

There is a reason why I smoke weed before what I have planned for us. Your face, your face always gives up. It sorts of saddens me a little, And I don't like that. Yet I can't help myself either, and this is just some of the things I go crazy off. And we made this compromise together.

You suggested this in the 1st place, this was your idea, and I accepted it. Honestly, it would have been much easier for you. If we just have done this regularly, as I recommended, instead of occasional acceptance as the way you put it, "Compromise." . 

You compromised, so, Every Valentine's Day, Father’s Day, National day, My Special promotion, My birthday, New year , To a few more occasions on the list, are the days you vowed that you would compromise.

I would say this could be my guilty pleasure. Walking to our bedroom, I heard you in the shower while I got ready. 

You came out looking all fresh and ready. Your wet hair only drives me insane. There is another type of spark to it.You only tied a towel around you.

That's another thing about you. Which is different from other girls that I am used to. You don't like to overdo yourself; You don't like fancy, You don't even buy lingerie unless I got you one. You rather be naked than wearing lingerie; You want simple things in life, 

You are equally rich and from a loaded background as me and all, yet you are very different in character none had I seen so far there used to be a time where I only like materialistic girls Your type is far from my likings. I guess the opposite does attract sometimes. 

You look at our bed, your eyes wider as ever. I laid out a tube of lubricant. I love Anal, and You are not a fan.

Before we became official, during our early Dating stage . I had told you this; you could have always not continued; we would have gone separate ways, yet you insisted, and you came up with this compromise. I accept. So only on special occasions, I get to use your cute little butt. 

I moved behind you, gradually sliding the towel away from you.The towel tumbled to the floor, leaving you standing bare as the day you were born. I cherished the way you looked. Your skin glowing at the warm bedroom light wet from the shower and all. damn you are so attractive

I knelt before you, holding your thighs, breathing in your sweet p***y fragrance. I probed your p***y with my tongue. I am savoring your wetness. 

You whimpered as you felt my tongue, slide every corner of your p***y. I was nibbling on your c**t now, sucking on it at that point delicately gnawing it. I felt your legs start to clasp, and I told you to lie on the bed. 

I spread your legs apart and again started to eat you out. Your p***y was already dripping wet, 

and when I pushed my fingers deep into it, you came. 

My c**k grew even harder, and I knew I had to f**k you right now. I climbed on top of you and pressed my c**k against your p***y, pushing your lips apart and entering you.

 I  felt your hot wet p***y engulfing my c**k. I f****d you like this for a few minutes, nibbling on your areolas. As much as I was enjoying it,But there is more to come.I've been waiting since the last time I f****d you anal way. My favorite s****l activity.

 I pulled out and kneel on the floor. Having better access to you. Pulling your knees near to the edge of the bed, closer to me. As I made you spread wide. half of your ass has no bed contact at all, perfect position. 

I kneeled down and I dunked my fingers into your p***y again to get them wet, I started to daintily circle your tight star with my wet fingers lightly. You shivered at my touch, I stroked your asshole for a while, letting you get used to this sensation. 

I gradually built up the pressure , so that my finger was almost past your tight sphincter, and I pushed it in while you gasped in surprise and moaned in pain, trying your best to relax for me as you squint your eyes tightly. 

' Shh, Shh, Relax, Baby, you need to relax baby" I told once my finger was in, you are clenching that was your problem, you are not relaxing. I used my other hand to stroke your p***y blowing on your c**t softly.

You started to relax eventually as I did this. I guess my blows starts to sooth you in someways, I took this opportunity to move my finger deeper and slowly f**k you anally with it. 

You were still not enjoying it, I could tell. Yet I kept playing with your c**t as I worked another finger into your tight hole, stretching it fuller. 

You gritted your teeth through the pain , and your face contorted until you were used to it. Now I started to finger you again with both sides, your p***y and ass.I was playing both of your holes like a seesaw. In and Out, gradually making you wet in the process.

I decided you were ready for my c**k, which was so f*****g hard now? I  turned you over; knelled beside the bed now.Half of your body attached to the pillow. With your ass up high, It is a Comfortable position for the both of us. 

You were anxious about being f****d like this; You rested your head on the pillow, soothing the comfort of it.I patted in between your legs, which made you spread your legs wide apart, giving a clear gaping access towards your back passage. All ready for an invasion.

 I dipped my c**k into your p***y a few times, making it all wet with your very own wetness. I took the lube I had already set earlier. It’s a fragrance lube, strawberry, to be exact. 

I rubbed it into your ass; the cold liquid made you gasp in surprise. I knelt behind you, getting excited about taking you anally again, my c**k standing to full attention now.I missed this position the most, there was a time when I had flings and ONS and I only f**k if there are aboard with Anal. 

Glamour shared a little secrete some guys are boobs men. Others are legs men. But in the bedroom, all are bum men. I do not know a heterosexual woman alive who has not, at some point, experienced a partner trying to use her backdoor instead of the front. There are the curious gents, gently investigating if the key fits. Others are as unsubtle as the pile of junk mail flyers that stumbles through your letterbox every week. But the male goal is the same: they want in. 

Only, why do they? And why don’t we? I know plenty of women who’ve tried anal play, but I don’t know a single one who initiated it – or who’d admit to it without that other essential lubricant, wine. “It’s all that internet porn men are watching,” I hear you cry – and, yes, true. Over the last six years, PornHub has reported a 78% increase in the number of searches for anal clips. Yet when I started university – a time before a phone could send a photo let alone stream PornHub – guys’ drunken banter still involved cheers of “Up the bum, no harm done!” The irony was that most were virgins and had little idea how to handle a v****a, heaven forbid anything more complex. Still, they wanted to. That’s the allure of the arse. 

But if porn and peer pressure are only half the motivation, what’s the rest? I got s*x therapist Mike Lousada to break down men’s fascination with the hole-y grail of s*x. And, oh my, it’s interesting.

At its most basic, men crave novelty more than women, “If a woman finds something that she likes sexually, she usually wants that repeated again and again. Whereas men seem to need different stimuli to stay engaged. The anus and anal s*x is more taboo than vaginal s*x; it’s perceived as ‘dirty’. If a woman is open to it, it implies that your s*x life is ‘dirtier’, too.” And ‘dirty’ is a label that novelty-addicted guys crave – not fear. 

Anal s*x avoids intimacy – cue the commitment-phobes, “The most common position in anal s*x is for the woman to be bent over, with the man on top or over her, looking at her back. For men, a sense of power and domination comes with that. There’s also no real connection: there’s no face-to-face interaction, no eye contact, it avoids intimacy and is not seen as a ‘relationship experience’. In our culture, men’s emotions are more supressed than women’s. So men might find anal s*x more comfortable because of the lack of intimacy, while women might find it less satisfying because of the same thing.”

Looking at you below me. Softly I held your waist, resting my c**k in between your ass cheeks. You could feel how hot my c**k was, and you could feel it throbbing in anticipation. 

I then let go of your waist, steadied by resting my hand on your right cheek and used my left hand to guide my c**k to your tight hole. 

I rubbed my c**k around your butt-hole first, just like how I did with my fingers, tenderly making you comfortable with him. hmmmm nice, good girl. And after a few moments of this, I started to apply pressure against your tightness. Instinctively you tensed up, " try and relax" I reminded you " Baby, just let him in "  I kissed your shoulder.

You relaxed as best as you could, while I slowly pushed my long, thick, throbbing member inside your butt. Your butt was so tight that it took me longer than a moment just to get the head of my c**k inside. 

I couldn't help but groan in all glory. As my c**k slowly disappeared in your ass. 

Once I'd got a few of my four inches into your hole, I halted still to let you adjust to this new sensation.I can hear you whimpering, gasping, and I'm sure you were almost sobbing in pain.That's why the weed helps it will erases this part of memory for tomorrow. But yet I'm proud of you baby. You are taking it like a champ. 

You were struggling to regulate your breathing. I kissed your shoulders to try and help you relax. After a few minutes of this, I gave another push, and another inch or so of my c**k was inside you.I reached around to your p***y and stroked your c**t gently, building you up. Eventually, all six and a half inches of me were deep inside you now. 

I slowly pulled my c**k out halfway, and then firmly pushed back in, making you gasp loudly. Soon I was f*****g your tight ass slowly and gradually going harder by the second; your butt felt too damn good around my c**k. 

I quickened my pace again until I was f*****g you even faster than before, You placed your hand on your mouth to stop you from screaming I guess each time I penetrated you harder. 

Once I am purely satisfied f*****g your ass, I grabbed your waist tightly and rammed my c**k as deep as I could into you as I came.You felt my c**k suddenly stiffen up inside you as my hot, sticky c*m shot into your ass. 

As I withdraw myself slowly from you, satisfied.Your asshole was still gaping open from the f*****g, and my c*m was oozing out of it. I could not help but smirk with that. Good girl, I told to myself yet didn't want to say it out loud to you, and it will look as if I degrading you if I did. 

You said nothing after that which was expected of you, and I can see that you were far too exhausted to speak. I took you to the bathroom and started to run the shower for both of us to clean up. I held you in the shower, The hot water raining down on us.I tenderly soaped your skin and kissed you deeply.

Once knowing you were clean enough, I gently dry you with a towel and pull you closer, giving you a bear hug and a kiss. wrapping the towel round you. 

I even dressed you up quickly; you wore a comfortable panty and a large colossal shirt while I just wore shorts. You laid on the bed, turning to your side. I know your sore.

Times like this, you don't talk much. I leave it as it is. I don't force you, it's better this way.

Walking out of the room, I went to the fridge, and have gotten your favorite, wild-berry Frozen yogurt. I was also getting the small gift-box that I got for you. 

Walking in the room, you looked at me, confused seating up wincing on the process smiling, looking very happy at the frozen yogurt.

" What is this," You asked your eyes twinkled. These are the things I found very strange about you. The little things that you like so much. 

" You remembered, my favorite," You told digging in.

" Of course, I do," I said as I pass you the spoon. Kissing your lips on the process, you smiled, taking a spoonful and eating it. 

" I got you this too..." I told, looking at you. You looked at me surprise like a delighted surprise smiling... 

Opening it up, you smiled. 

" Oh My god... it's so beautiful," you said as I helped you place it around your neck. You quickly walk to the dressing table as I followed at the back of you. 

You looked at the Mirror, " It's called Moonstone... You always loved the moon, “ I told, looking at you as to how you were admiring the necklace.

" Thank you. Thank you so much. It's lovely..." You said as you kissed my lips. I took control by kissing you back as I hugged you. 

You're such a lovely girl. I'm lucky to have you.