-I repeat that the conqueror can destroy everyone's existence by not measuring his overflowing greed, I don't understand how it can be that the only thing you can think about is to sleep with me, for God's sake, react estiben, we have to stop him, we won't replace a

quiet place to live if we don't defeat him, be sure that if he doesn't finish with everything, he will finish with us.

-It won't happen that way, Yací, he will surely finish me, he will only force you to stay in bed.

-You see, you're obsessed with the bed, anyway if he kills you it's like if he ends me a thousand times, now that I'm conscious I can't conceive a life without you.

You accept that you love me, I don't know why you resist giving me a few kisses, we should make a parenthesis and celebrate.

-Are you crazy? celebrate what? we should dedicate ourselves to fix the portal devices and this robot, I would like to reprogram it and remove that face, I always felt that it looked at me wrong and I don't understand the reason why it stayed in the medieval world, it almost got an arm between dimensions and beards when I tried to pull it.

-Yes, it was surprising to replace her, besides she was very useful, I even got fond of her, like the one you get fond of a car or something, not that you are going to be jealous, my baby, precious.

-Don't be ridiculous, I'm not jealous, I'm just telling you to focus, we must stop him, destroy him before he destroys us.

-I understand you, my princess, it's just that the desire you produce in me blinds me to other activities, I'm sure that if you gave me a little bit to calm my desire to have you after all this time that I assure you I only thought about it, yes, in an obsessive way that helped me to survive, besides I know that you liked that we did it, I remember how you melted in my arms, don't repress yourself, it will be something that will serve us both, I assure you that by calming our desires we will be able to concentrate fully on fixing these devices and eliminating that tyrant, beloved we'd better go to the bedroom.

-No, well, yes I would like to, what happens is that....

-What, you don't seem to remember how we loved each other, all those nights of passion.

-Yes, what happens is that I'm confused, I don't know if it was you or that animal.

-I'm sure that animal didn't caress you like I do, because I'm guided by the noblest feelings, where the only thing I want is to make you happy, not to please me, even though I will be a million times happier if I make you happy, if you see, if that is not love then I don't know what it is, it may be madness, it is said that it is difficult to differentiate a madman from a lover, since both act without thinking, that is not true because the second one acts only for his loved one, in the same way that I do for you. -Estiben really your words are trying to make me doubt my decisions, I just can't forget the little fact that you slept with that man's wife, who knows what I will replace out later.

-My queen, I assure you that it didn't mean anything, it was just a product of a moment, I was in despair and sunk in loneliness, I really regretted it after that, that's why I didn't continue with her, you know I could replace a way to make it work, but I'm always thinking about you, even when I was in that act I imagined I was with you.

-That's disgusting, how can you suppose that with those words you will get my forgiveness.

-The truth, my beloved Yací, with women it is very difficult, not to say impossible to know what will work or what they really want, I know that even they themselves do not know.

-I assure you that with macho theories you won't get a girl to sleep with you.

-I know I'm not an expert casanova, you're right, as you know I'm even a lousy dancer, surely you could give me some advice, you can be sure I'll follow it.

-It's simple, a woman sleeps with who she likes, that's all, it's as simple as most things in the world, it's men who insist on complicating everything. -In that case, I have another question: How do you get a woman to like you?

-I would tell you what I told one of my sons, that you have to be polite, judicious, gentlemanly, you will surely tell me that I told him that so that he would make an effort to be a good man, and that is true, but being a good man will not guarantee that women will adore you, on the contrary, you may look dumb, they may take you as a dumb friend who does their chores, on the other hand, we may replace irresistible a guy who is rebellious, who speaks with unique words, who treats us hard, even who gives us a complex; a guy who puts you on a pedestal is not attractive at all, maybe you believe it and also want to get a god, of course a very aggressive and abrupt man can also be toxic, it would be like a balance of being a gentleman and a lout, not deifying but not neglecting either. -It's difficult Yací, love, it seems that women want a nice man, with a lot of money and time to dedicate to him, that's why the thieves in the neighborhood where I grew up had a lot of girlfriends, that was because they were the perfect boyfriends. -It must be because they had a lot of security, that of the alpha males, since many followed them and respected them.

-They did not respect them, they feared them or wanted to please them to prevent them from stealing them or defending them, better Yací, my beloved, tell me, how can I conquer you again, how can I resist this desire to kiss you, to love you and make you anything but a market?

-You don't have to do anything, you're already more lost than Adam on Mother's Day.

-I don't believe it, you once told me that hope is the last thing to be lost.

-I assure you that it was extinguished a long time ago, only ashes were left.

-Yes, my doctor, ashes, and from there it will rise again like a phoenix that will bless us with love forever and ever.

-I wish things were as simple as your objections.

-I assure you that I will not give up, I will be like a tireless salesman who needs to meet his quota to avoid being fired, I will become a bitch who will not stop until I get you to give your hand to twist, either because you get tired of refusing.

-My Estiben bello, that reminds me that "perseverance overcomes what happiness does not reach".

-My doctor in prison said that "what makes the impossible possible, is perseverance" in this way thousands of inventions have been created by trial and error, that way I will win you back or die trying.

-At least you don't give up, that's a good quality that we women love.

-It would be better if you save us time, energy and words, accepting my invitation at once, you know you will end up giving in, you can't fight against your feelings and my determination, I know that tonight we will be together feeling each other's skin. -That would be illogical, you would have been better off staying with the bearded woman.

-I might have, at least I wouldn't have to beg for some caresses.

-Well, let's fix this portal and you go look for her.

-You'd like that, I bet you'd go back to the conqueror's arms, feigning insanity.

-Of course I wouldn't do that, I'd rather die than go back to that ruffian, he's a beast in every way.

-Then you'll be alone forever.

-Well, if that's the case, I'll enjoy it, I'll be single forever.

-Become a nun and give yourself to the lord, I'd like to be your lord.

-ha ha ha, I missed your bad jokes.

-Are you sure you don't miss anything else? -I approach him, imagining myself as a snake slithering on the water, trying to get into his lips.

-Wait Estiben, you think your words will confuse me and I'll end up giving in, you're very wrong. -He stops me with his soft hands, without pushing me, looking at me I can see that his breathing is pronounced, he is agitated, I even see how saliva runs down his throat, I have to choose my words well not to ruin the moment, I prepare my sensual voice, I think so, and I tell him:

-don't resist, we love each other it's unnatural for you to resist to prevent me from tasting the flavor of your fleshy lips, don't be self-conscious that we're running out of night without enjoying a reunion, just let yourself go, I promise to take you to heaven and bring you back, I'll fight with my soul to make you happy. -I launch my attack to kiss her mouth, in a last moment she dodges me turning her head, I almost kiss her ear, without losing the impulse I kiss her neck near her ear, I feel a moan escaping from her as she shakes trying to push me away with a soft touch, her face turns and she is in front of me again, that little mouth that I want to taste and as if it were a cycle happens again when I almost achieve my goal, she deviates to the opposite side and I replace her other ear that I can't stand to taste it and it's as if a wave of current passes through her causing her to sigh, I pull away with force stopping, being careful not to move away completely, her head turns looking at me, she bites her lips to calm her desires, but this does not make me give up, on the contrary, it is as if a flame ignites in my stomach and floods me looking for a way out, I try to reach his lips, I prepare myself to turn, I will follow his movement avoiding him to dodge me and it does not happen, his mouth seems to wait for me and I sink into it, I taste them remembering that taste of happiness, we embark on a fight whose objective seems to be to devour each other's mouth, we bite each other, our tongues try to trace the inside of the other's mouth until that moment because from now on everything will belong to both of us, that's why without stopping kissing her, I take her walking towards the small rest room, she makes a brief resistance force, giving her a hard time or to feel my strength that without flinching she enters the room closing that door that will be our accomplice of the sweet moment. Our reconciliation takes shape as the garments come off our bodies with unknown destinations, they go to the floor or on top of something, it doesn't matter, only that they were necessary to protect us from the weather and that they are left over, since we will give each other warmth, we will both be each other's fur coat. I feel astonished to be able to imagine again that my tongue is a car that travels the highway of her skin, staying for a long time in its crossroads, its checkpoints and its tunnels, I explore it completely as if I were going to make a map and I can do it with my eyes closed, I end up again on her lips while I gently try to join her, to get inside her where I will dance to the sound of her breath, until I make her feel the maximum pleasure, then I will rest and do it again until the volcano inside me explodes, leaving me surrendered, but full of happiness. She thinks it is the limit, she does not imagine that I have the accumulated of the time I was in prison, although she tells me to work on the project, I am in a better one, I do not give a damn about the rest, if he beard, destroys existence itself, I will be happy to receive it next to my beloved doctor Yací.

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