Todos los capítulos de Poisedon's Kiss: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

                “Ahh...” Tade groans and with a huff, seats heavily into the driver’s seat of the Nissan Micra. Inside, he drags his legs in, huffing out while his head sags against the headrest. Taking deep breaths, Tade’s mind is unfocused so much that as soon as his legs are in, he slams a fist at the middle of the steering wheel, activating a short blare of the horn as result.He exhales, then wipes his face with one hand, smearing ichor all over his face as result. Shaking his head, Tade sighs, thinking of where he had come from.And by all of him, he sincerely misses his home.Born and bred in the Atlantic Ocean, he is a member of the seemingly unknown races of beings called Emeres by Yoruba people in Southern Nigeria.

              Jaeger stays still for a brief second, watching Tade groan as the Nissan Micra emerges from thin air. He turns around with a frown on his face musing that anyone could have seen him do such a thing and most definitely raise a fuss over it.And if that happened, that was opening their existence into the full glare of mankind. Of course, there had been slips through history. Even Man’s method of finding information through the system they call ‘internet’, a poor replica of the original Fate/Time-stream, had bits and parts of sightings of extra-terrestrial beings.When such sightings did happen and the sightings are recorded, people would often still contain doubts, providing all sort of theories as to why such things were unable to happen, a ra

                “What does dad and mum say, Jaeger?” Enas says coming to the seating room with a small ceramic tray of munchies. He settles down on one sofa while pushes a stool into position after which he rests his legs on them, outstretched and crossed.   He has a change of clothes now, sporting a green vintage shirt, unbuttoned which reveals his bulk upper torso which is laced with many hairs especially at the chest while he has a deep green shorts with baggy pockets on the side with white flip flops which he leaves at the foot of the sofa.Jaeger turns away from the rectangular inscribed screen towards Enas, partially and sighs just as the glass returns its to is original state.“I did tell how you all fare and the nature of things.”

At Present! Tade’s feet heavily march across the white tiled floor as he moves to room 045. With a scrunched face, his fingers rap on the door.“Room Service!” He says, desperately trying to hold back the rage from his voice.However, the occupants of the room currently do not enjoy this type of disturbance as a gruff, annoyed voice barks. “What the fuck? Room Service, who called you, Get Lost!”It is the dreaded haired guy who currently rams his fingers into Deola’s vagina, sending the jerking girl spasms of waves upon waves of multiple orgasms. He licks his right fingers hungrily, sucking up the juices of the crying moaning girl before him, his expression that of a crazed beast.As he does, there is Farouk, straddling her upon the chest as he continues boob

    ‘More… more.e… I want moreeeee… don’t stop, idiots, come on… Touch me like you did. Oh damn… More….’ Deola moans mentally even as she is carried in princess carry by Tade. For her mind is not here at the moment. Rather it is subdued by the throes of intense affection. The type that clouds her head that all she can think of is sex. So much that she curses after the guys who had being helping her get to this stage of sexual stimulation in response to the horniness eating deep into her but then, suddenly stopped.‘Moreeee.. don’t stop, you bastarddsss… Fuck Me…’Sweat begins to dribble down her naked as she continues to rack her fingers into her vagina, occasionally jerking as she moans unconsciously with shut eyes.

GUILT TRIP_____________Previously, Friday Night

Saturday Afternoon, Minutes earlier. “Hello Ma. Good afternoon.”“You’d better not good afternoon me there, Tunrayo. Where is Deola?” The voice echoes from the blue air pod lodged in the inner of her ear, in the ear canal.FRIDAY NIGHT;  At the Hotel -during Nathaniel’s Party.

 “Dee… Dee.. DEOLAAAAAAA…. DEOLLAAAAAA….” Tunrayo screamed, her eyes misting while her body trembles visibly in horror of what might have happened to her best friend.She dials the number once more but the call line is dead, the thought of it sparking a hundred and one horrifying thoughts in her head. Panicking, she gives out short breaths, places the phone in the pigeon hole again and kicks the ignition of the car, reversing, on her way to get to Deola because it is all her fault. “If I didn’t act that way in the registration centre, none of this would have happened. It’s all my fault, God… Please….” Tunrayo sniffs, tears running freely from her face.  As she does, she picks her phone out and places her thumb of the right hand still, on the home button of the smartphone.The phone sends a burst of light within the screen and a

Six feet ram across the granite sprinkled shore, darting with intense energy in a desire to gain speed as such is the urgency of the situation.Their feet rhyme in a pitter patter of footsteps that breaks through the silence of the croaking frogs and chirping crickets, bringing upon all a sense of utmost commitment.And as result, the entire night is silent at Lake View College, each creature around, unconsciously observing moments of silence till the rhythm of footsteps move past."This way…" The guard in the brown long sleeve vest and black shorts says,pointing towards the hall, his hairy exposed legs straining against the wind.Following him, as his arms bear the buck of the girl as he turns a sharp corner, racing just beside the other side of the Hall, is Josh, who half drags and half holds the weeping but silent Tunrayo behind him. And because of that, he lags behind greatly.Their company runs along, taking short cuts as directed by th

The thick frame of the man in white sleeveless top and green scaled trousers trudged down the shore, towards the still lake.