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#Xavier

CHAPTER FORTY THREE --- PART B


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CHAPTER FORTY THREE --- PART A


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#Xavier

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#Xavier

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE



The low energy that permeated the atmosphere of the restaurant was one Precious was grateful for. The restaurant still had the busy environment as people went about with whatever activities brought them there; dates, hook ups, business engagements, sightseeing or to be at peace with the battalions in that sac behind their abdomen. Despite the apparent busyness, the restaurant still maintained a calm atmosphere or semi one, but whatever it was, it was one Precious was grateful for and she showed her gratitude by aligning her mind with it, taking in and relishing the peace and calmness it offered.

She gulped the content of the chilled La Casera from it plastic bottle and sighed in satisfaction. Her eyes gazing at the golden liquid in the bottle, she developed a hobby in observing the bubbles of the liquid as they ran upwards to the surface of the liquid, joining themselves to their comrades. It seems it was a case of power play as some of the bubbles dissipated at contact with their comrades on the surface while some stood their grounds. As mundane as such event, it felt to her as a message, but what? Ohhh! She gets it, survival of the fittest, only the strongest matter survives, only the strongest bubbles find and maintain their place at the surface. Isn't the Universe queer? Same principles cutting across various spectrum of reality, be it in the process of biological evolution or the human society or even the world of a soft drink, a liquid which in few minutes will have no place in reality. But the enigma was, does this connect to her?

Gbam! The light sound of a bag, a female hand bag on her table got her attention. She raised her head and stared at the intruder. Great! It wasn't an intruder, it was the very reason she was here in this restaurant.

"Sorry for the delay," Nichollete apologized. "Some things popped up."

Precious facial shrugged in acceptance, although it did little, scratch that, it did nothing to alleviate the anxiety weighing down on her. Why this rendezvous? What is it Xav's mum want to tell me? I hope it doesn't make this already worse situation and relationship worst? She overheated her mind with this questions. Her breath became heavy and somewhat irregular, she squeezed her palms to calm herself. Her mind flashed back to the bubble saga.

Involuntarily, she glanced at the bottle, most of the bubble on its surface were gone leaving few here and there but nevertheless the message passed was the same, survival of the fittest. Only the strong survive. She has to be strong, strong for her wellbeing and sanity, strong for Xavier and their relationship, strong for love and survival, strong for the future and happiness.

"I'm sure you're aware of all the drama you've brought into my son's Iife," Nichollete accused, her voice graciously emitting her American accent.

Precious stared at her fingers, fiddling them nervously against each other. Be strong damn it. It's not your fault you fell in love. It's not your fault Xav accepted you and your past despite everything. Don't feel guilty, her mind chided her or she chided her mind, that itself was complicated but whatever the case, there was a chiding and it involved her. Okay, she was going to do this. With courage she raised her face and parrelled it with the older face opposite her.

"My son has never had controversies, negative controversies, sorrounding his life but alas, that's the case today. Why? Because you chose to carry yourself into his life."

"Please don't take this the wrong way, I don't hate you. To me you're a beautiful soul but you must understand, I'm only being a mother," she said. "Now ask yourself, if you were to be a mother, would you let someone like you, of your past, be with your son?" She asked attempting to play the reverse game.

Now, that was one tricky question. Would she? Precious pondered.

"Listen Precious," Nichollete said, gently holding her hands. "My son is a developed man, an evolved one, one without an indecent past and it will be beautiful if he's rewarded with a good woman, not just any good woman but one with a decent and responsible past. Please grant my son this privilege. I know you love him, but love also involves sacrifice. It'll hurt but it's for the better. Think about it, why will he after having a decent past end up with you, one with an indecent past. It's unfair on all levels," she said.

"Don't you think he deserves a better woman? I know he thinks you're okay for him but that's an emotional decision. He's not being objective. But you can be of help. Leave him. You're not good for him, not with your past. The universe is even in agreement here. Take a look at all the drama your presence in his life has caused, that's a message from the universe."

Nichollete stared at the young face gazing back at her. It reeked of diversity of emotions; hurt, anger, anxiety, confusion, frustration, fear, uncertainty etc. She felt what she was passing through but she had to keep sentiments aside, Xavier must not make a mistake. She was only being a mother, even the young lady opposite her would do same if put in her shoes.

"Think about it, if you're in my shoes, won't you do the same?"

Precious opened her mouth to reply but was immediately interrupted by her,
"You don't have to say anything. Just think over it and please do it objectively. Remember Xavier deserves a woman with a decent past, not your type. They're men for you but definitely not my Xav. If you love him, you will give him that privilege. He deserves it, don't you think so?" Nichollete said, got up and walked off after sharing a long fixed look with her. She hoped this mind play of hers churns out positive results.



#Xavier
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#Xavier

CHAPTER TWENTY NINE


"You know, I'm still surprised how you're more African in looks while you're brother is more white American. To be honest, I was expecting the typical biracials," Precious said scooping ice cream into her mouth. Deborah chuckled. The ladies were in a restaurant treating themselves to bowls of ice cream, chicken and chips.

"Blame mother nature. That's what is called the madness of the gene, that shit is all shades of sweetness, annoyance and mystery," Deborah replied. She's a svelte, tall, curvy, browned skin lady with a beautiful facial. She has a resemblance with Xavier.

"Talking about the whole science thingy, I heard you're studying Microbiology at MIT."

"Yeah... currently in my third year."

"So how is it going?" Precious asked munching a chip.

"Well, MIT is just being MIT. Stressful, demanding and tasking. That fück just drains the life force out of me," Deborah said and bit off a chunk of Chicken. She moaned. "Damn! This steak is good," she said in pleasure.

"I can't agree less," Precious affirmed. "This guys are good at it."

"Definitely," Deborah said nodding her head. "They really deserve an award for this shit."

"Yeah... maybe," Precious said and shrugged.

"So talking about MIT," Deborah said coming back on track. "The school is great, I love it. One of the best science and tech academic institutions out there but that's where the problem is."

Precious raised a curious brow.

"If you're in Rome, act like the Romans. If you're a member of the royal family, act like one. If you're an MIT student, act MIT... and I can tell you that such requirement is just exhausting," Deborah said.

Precious facial shrugged and responded, "That's life for you. You belong to a particular group, you gotcha act like that group." She shrugged. "It's not as if it's a bad thing though. It actually instils responsibility, maturity, ethics, values, orderliness and self consciousness in us."

"But one can't overlook the fact that, that can be choking," Deborah said. "You're a student of MIT and a lot is expected of you. Intelligence, grit, discipline, speed, skillfulness and what have you. Due to this, they mount so much pressure on you, make so much demands, have so much expectations of you and heap you with immense responsibilities. After all, you're an MIT. In as much as it's challenges and develops us... me, it is depressing and frustrating, I'm not going to deny that," she said with her American accent.

"Well, I get your point and I feel your frustrations but life in general is demanding."

"Pure truths and that's why we just have to buckle up and deal with the challenges and responsibilities, and as Xav will say, that's what make us sentients."

"I can't agree less."

"Talking about Xav, I love the intimate relationship you have with him. Such is not always common among siblings."

Deborah smiled in appreciation.

"Thanks," she said. "We've being like that right from when we were kids. Family first you know."

"Definitely... but how do you cope with his naughtiness?"

"Welcome to the club my dear," Deborah said and gave a hearty laugh. "Yes, my brother can be mad at times but that's what makes him sweet. It makes the whole relationship spicy. Xav doesn't love a boring relationship."

"Swears and he's so full of schemes. And the thing is, this attitude is one that makes him someone you can't get mad at even if you sincerely want to. You just end up seeing yourself being endeared to him. But all in all, he's a beautiful soul and a sweet heart, my ideal."

"That's the Xav charm but let me give you a tip about my brother. You can't wriggle your way out of this. The only way you can survive is to adapt and by adaptation, I mean getting use to it and returning the favours in heavy doses. With this, you won't be the only victim, both of you will end up as the victims by each other, from each other and for each other. That's how I've been able to survive this long with him. It's a jolly ride."

"Noted, stored and locked in my brain," Precious said doing the lock gesture on the side of her head.

"I'm curious, what's your alma mater?" Deborah asked.

"University of Nigeria, Nsukka. I graduated with a degree in Marketing."

"Any plans to go for masters?"

"I never thought of that but considering the nature of things now, I think that wouldn't be improbable," she said pondering. "Fück it, I'm doing it. Thanks Deb, you're a darling. Increasing my academic status isn't a bad idea, it has it's own honour." Deborah nodded in agreement to the last statement.

"And aside that, I'll be exposed to some knowledge which will definitely be handy especially in my business. So yeah, I'm doing it. It's part of my fat plan list," she said saying the last statement with a humour tone and signifying with her hands.

"What about you?"

"As a scientist, there's no option. If you want to be an established and acknowledged scientist, you have to have the necessary degrees and of course the scientific works. Both are paramount. So as someone who plans to run up the scientific ladder as a research microbiologist, I have to get my first degree, masters and doctorate."

"Any plans to be an academian?"

"Noooooo. My desire is to be a research microbiologist. I want to work in the laboratory, not class or lecture rooms, but that doesn't mean if an amazing academic opportunity present itself i won't grap it, I may but that won't stop me from doing my research thing." Precious nodded in acknowledgement.

Xavier's family came visiting. To be candid, she felt her space being invaded but hey, it's his family and besides life is an open phenomenon, so spaces are bound to be invaded, one just have to cope with that. So far so good, the relationship between her and Xavier's family have been smooth especially with Deborah whom she bonded deeply with. The intimacy between the Uwehs was immense. The bond, the affection, the unity were profound. This casted her mind to her own family. Hers had the family relationship no doubt but to the degree of the Uwehs, no, it was miles beneath. The connection present in this family was far stronger than hers. Not that her family was actually lacks love and unity, they don't, as a matter of fact, they're amazing, not ideal though but okay nevertheless. Seeing the Uwehs, she deeply desired such intimacy and she made it a goal to ensure that such would be present in the family she would create with her heart-throb.

"So tell me about how you and my brother happened."

"I thought he must have told you that."

"Yesssssssssssss, he did. He said you met at Xav Group's tenth anniversary, became friends, then feelings started flying around, you proposed, he accepted." Precious smirked, the part that got her was the, "you proposed."

"Well, he said it all but there's a part he left out," Precious said feeling the urge for some strange reasons to tell her the entirety of the story.

"Which is?" Deborah asked raising an inquisitive brow.

Precious went on to tell her version of the story starting from her sex quest and on, excluding the "I was a prostitute" part. She felt that was too much information. She didn't know how Deb might react to that info. The last thing she wanted was jeopardising the relationship she has with Her, Xavier and the Uwehs.

"Wait a minute... imma tryna tell me that you guys met because you were on a self imposed mission to fück him in other to sate a fantasy?"

Precious shrugged and responded, "Yes... but the universe had other plans." She continued her tale as the prospective sister in laws time continued.



#Xavier
#Ideal
#Xav-Verse
#TheOrganizationSaga

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#Xavier

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#Xavier

I guess our erotica has finally arrived. I know, I Know, there wasn't actually sex. Well, that has been explained in the preceding ideological scene regarding sex, intimacy and Christianity. With that, we can understand the sexual values that govern their relationship. Truth is, the ideological scenes are connected to the story one way or the other, they make us understand the characters more. Anyways, actual sex will come up as we progress 😎.

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#Xavier

...CONTINUATION


***On the bed***


With her legs parted and placed on his shoulders, he lapped his tongue along it taking in the alluring beauty of it. On and on, he lapped, sucked and kissed until he got to her groin. Moving his tongue, he receded upwards on her legs and back to her groin. He repeated this acts multiple times teasing her, an act she shivered and moaned in response to. Eventually, feeling he's had enough, he settled on her cunt. Hovering his face over vagina, he drew in the ecstatic musky scent of her vagina, relishing and groaning at the sweet sensation it erupted in him, stimulating in him, like a hard drug, deep euphoria.

He guarded his tongue, deeply and slowly, on the surface of her vagina, moving upward and back. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, he ran his tongue on her vulva, ticking, teasing and stroking her clitoris. Precious held his hair firmly, slightly shut her eyes, her neck slightly raised up, she wriggled and moaned passionately.

"Ahhhh... yes baby... suck. Yes... yes... yes... ahhhhh. My Godddddddddd! This is so fücking good. Suck me dirty. Eat me up baby. Ravish me like the slut that I am. Yes... yes... yesss..." She moaned and groaned as Xavier orally engaged her pussy.

His lips deeply immersed in her cunt, Xavier sucked, licked, teased, stroked and tickled. On and on, he sucked. Not relenting, not stopping, he effortlessly pleasured her with his cunnilingual service. His tongue deep in her cunt, stroked, teased, lapped and tickled her juicy wet walls. Passionately, Precious moaned and squirmed, her left hand firmly on his head, gripping and pushing it downward on her groin while her right hard firmly groped and fondled her boobs. She dexterously moved her hips to meet and match his lips action.

With his fingers slid into her pussy, he fingered her lusciously while stroking her clitoris with his tongue. On and on, he fingered and stroked. Effortlessly, passionately, he fingered and stroked. In and out, back and forth. In and out, back and forth. In and out, back and forth, he fingered her pussy and stroked her clitoris. Precious growled in intense raw pleasure gripping the bed sheet tightly. She could feel it, yes, she was near, closer to the edge. She erupted, like a woman in labour, she screamed her lungs out, violently shaking on the bed, an act which was furtile as Xavier held her in place with his masculine power not relenting on his mouth action on her. The pleasurable force of orgasm, like a wave, surged through her being, hitting her in succession. Her pussy juice spilled violently over the known space, soiling the matters it came across which unavoidably included Xavier's face who surprisingly took pleasure in lapping it. Talk about fetish.

With his squirt soiled face, he kissed her passionately, groping her boobs, handling, kneading and stroking it. He moved his mouth to her boobs and consumed it, dexterously and sensually sucking it. His tongue, particularly on her hardened nipple, gave it a passionate, steamy stroke.

With Xavier on her and her legs locked on his waist, they kissed passionately, groping themselves as they grinded their genitals against each other. Moving his dick on her pussy, without sliding in, Xavier fücked her. The soft, sloppy, creamy feeling of their genitals against each other was mind shattering, immensely ecstatic. They moaned and groaned, skillfully and sensually grinding against each other. On and on, they grinded. On and on, they rocked. On and on, they fücked. Passionately, gaining momentum, their sweaty body rocked against each other, sending immeasurable shots of sweet nonsensical feelings of pleasure across their system. They moaned, kissed and fücked.

Xavier kissed her deeply as their bodies vibrated massively to the overwhelming force of orgasm. They groaned and squirmed, losing touch with the physical reality. Their fluids spilled, rubbing off against their groins. Minutes later, they stilled.
Xavier gave her a long deep passionate peck on her forehead, got off her and cuddled her. His hands caressing her face while hers caressed his muscular chest. They smiled at each other and locked gaze, gaze that spoke a thousand and one words; words of love, bond, passion, lust, committment and desires.



#Xavier
#Ideal
#Xav-Verse
#TheOrganizationSaga

Dedicated to pu7pl3


CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN


Xavier moved his lips slowly along the surface of Precious' neck, sensually kissing and lapping. His warm breath smeared her skin giving her a sweet tingling sensation. She wriggled and swooned, groping his soft hair. With his hands groping her boobs from behind, he fondled them tenderly, kneading and squeezing lusciously. On and on, he carried out the act, coursing sensation, sensation of pleasure through her body.

Dexterously, he moved his lips along her facial skin down to her shoulders, kissing, lapping and sucking, taking in the sweet scent of her skin. Precious closed her eyes, wriggled her body in response, her thighs rubbing against each other, she felt the increasing wetness and steamy sensation in between her legs. With the effortless movement of her hip, she jammed her ass onto his hard groin, grinding and rocking, her butt crack firmly clamping his dick irrespective of their clothes on.

Using his teeth, he slowly dragged the zipper of her gown downward from behind, taking his time he pulled the zipper along it's vertical path, taking the moment to admire her flawless skin, simultaneously moving his hands along her side, groping, caressing and kneading as he went downward. There was no need to rush, pleasure is well served when one takes his time in its act, and time is what he has.

Eventually getting the zipper to its end, he stood up and took her lips in his. With his hands moving on her boobs, he kneaded and stroked sensually, causing moans, passionate moans to escape their lips. Their lips moved skillfully against each other as they teased, rocked, lapped and sucked. With his groin grinding against her succulent ass, his hands handling and stroking her boobs, they rocked their lips. On and on, they rocked. On and on, they tickled. On and on, they sucked. Relentlessly, they passionately engaged in the steamy act of kissing.

He pulled her gown and undies off her body leaving her in her natural glory. Taking few steps backwards, he admired the art called her body. Well framed, beautifully curved. From her well sculptured beautiful face, to her well framed, firmed, voluptuous boobs, to her properly leveled spotless stomach, to her thin waist, down to her wide tattooed hips, to her beautifully curved, round, endowed butt, to her mildly thick thighs, everything about her brown physique screamed perfection, allure and appeal.

Sated with feeding his eyes, he ran his tongue slowly along her back causing her to shiver at the cold sensation it left her, she moaned at the ecstasy it unleashed on her. Skillfully, he lapped and ran his tongue on her skin leaving trails of spittle. He lapped and sucked, lapped and sucked, lapped and sucked, ensuring every part of her skin was touched. Stopping at her butt, he gave a long slow tongue stroke at its tattooed cheek, spanking it afterwards, causing a moaning Precious to let out a squeal. The sight of the jiggling cheek as a result of his spank, the way it vibrated, was sexually enthralling, all shades of allure, creating in him deep hunger, passion and arousal.

Stroking and kneading her butt, he took a cheek in his mouth and gave it a deep luscious suck, passionately immersing himself in it, in it pleasure. On and on, he sucked with so much energy, dexterity and passion. Her eyes closed, Precious slightly jutted her butt giving him more of it, an act he was grateful for. With his hands and mouth, he kneaded and suck. On and on, he engaged. Relentlessly, passionately, he groped and suck, their moans and groans saturating the space of the bedroom.

Still groping her butt, he ran his fingers on her pussy sending ecstasy shooting through her system. Precious groaned in response, firmly groping her boobs. Skillfully and slowly, he moved his fingers back and forth on her pussy. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, his fingers moved on her wet soft vulva. Her wetness soiled his fingers giving a creamy sensation to the surfaces in contact. Frictionlessly, he moved his fingers on her pussy, picking up pace, back and forth he went, back and forth, he rubbed. Not relenting, he stroked her pussy. On and on, he stroked. Precious growled and squirmed, raptured by the euphoric feeling of pleasure, immense pleasure. She urged him on.

Sliding his fingers into her steamy hole, he moaned at the sensation of her walls gripping his fingers. Urged on by the creamy feeling of her wetness, he fingered, thrusting in and out of her cunt. His fingers moved dexterously against her walls, teasing, tickling and stroking. With so much relish and energy he fücked and fücked with Precious moaning and groaning, wriggling her hips in response to his thrust.

"Yess... yess... yesss obim... like that. Hmm... ahhhh.... don't ahhh stop.... please don't stop. Fück me... finger me... stroke my wall... yes... like that. Ohhhh... I love this... you're so good. Ahhh... ahhhh... ohhhhh... ashhhhh..." She moaned passionately. Urged on, Xavier thrusted, stroked, fingered and fücked. On and on, he engaged, not relenting in his butt worship. This was pleasure in its raw form.

The pitch of her moans increased, becoming irregular, her vagina walls tighten hard against his relentless fingers. She groped her boobs tightly, her eyes firmly shut, head tilted vertically, she let out a soul renting orgasmic cry as the intense force of orgasm consumed her, sucking her into its abyss. She shivered intensely, her squirt gushing out in torrent soiling everything in contact; Xavier's hand, her thighs, her groin.

Xavier slowly pulled his fingers off her pussy after she has stilled. He moved his squirt soiled hands on her body sensually, getting to her lips, he slid it in, giving a deep groan at the sensation of her wetness on his fingers. She sucked, dexterously moving her tongue over his fingers inadvertently lapping off her fluid from them. Xavier shut his eyes and swooned. Pulling his fingers off her mouth, he replaced it with his lips. Passionately they kissed, her squirt smeared lips rubbing off against his.


CONTINUES...

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX


"And that's a flawless victory," Precious exclaimed in victory to the concluded FIFA video game match with Xavier.

"Who's the undisputed Queen of FIFA huh?" She said joyfully. "In your face loser. That's 3 - 1," she mocked Xavier and twerked happily. Xavier gazed at her, envy and hurt overwhelmed him.

"When did a woman become this good in football games," he said lowly to himself but directed at Precious who didn't miss the jibe in his words.

"Hey hey mister... that's sexism!" Precious exclaimed in response.

"Fück it, I forgot I'm dealing with a fundamental women rightist," Xavier jeered.

"Excuse you?" Precious said. "Fundamental women what?"

"Forget about it," he replied with a wave of the hand. "Just sit down, let me whoop your ass. The last time you were lucky, this time you won't," he challenged.

"Mister, 3 - 1 is no luck. Stop trying to save face loser," she taunted.

"Just sit down. You talk too much."

"Get ready to cry to momma," she jeered poutingly.

Except from the sound of fingers dexteriously moving against keypads and the sound from the TV from the voice of the commentator, computer generated spectators who cheered, booed and chanted, and from the avatars playing football on the virtual arena, the living room was relatively quiet.

Two minutes into the game.

"Come on Messi. What the hell is wrong with you!?" Xavier exclaimed at his Argentinian striker. They were sitted on the marbled floor.

"Dude, leave the poor avatar alone. It's all on you. You suck," Precious mocked. Her teeth grinded against the bubble gum in her mouth silently. Xavier hissed in response.

Four minutes into the game.

"And that's a brilliant goal from valente silva," she squealed and ran around. "That's 2 - 0," she said with euphoria.

"Just negodu R2, just take a look at that R2. Omoh see R2. See how brilliant, see how precise it is," she said replaying the goal to the disdain of Xavier. "Just take a look at that... omoh leave am, if you sabi play, you sabi play," she said. "It's just first half ohhhhh," she mocked.

"Madam keep quiet, match never finish," Xavier said defensively.

Second half and seven minutes into the game.

"Can you see the score board, boy. Can you see it?" She jeered. Xavier rolled his eyes. Suddenly he screamed,

"Reffffffff!!! That's a penalty!!! Come onnnnnnnnn!!!" He slammed his game pad on his thigh.

"Dude, do you know better than the algorithm? If the computer generated ref says it's not penalty, it's not penalty, shikina," she taunted. "Besides, how does hitting that pad on your thigh give you a penalty except you just want to make Sony more richer," she threw at him. In response, he gave her the 'you're crossing the line' look, which she responded with the 'loser, wanna cry?' look. He hissed.

On and on, they played, skillfully manoeuvering their players with the ball and after the ball with one intention, plunging the ball into the net of the opponent while preventing same fate on one's goal post. Precious suddenly started chewing her gum loud and blowing bubbles, bursting them loudly, all this intentionally to irritate Xavier. She poked him with her shoulder occasionally to tease and distract him, an act he responds with wild glaring looks, one that could humble even the fiercest of predators but Precious wasn't deterred, not when she was enjoying every moment of it.

"Jewel, will you fücking stay on your lane," Xavier complained shoving off Precious from him. In response, she blew a bubble and burst it loudly. Xavier gave her the 'it's like you're tired of living' look.

Extra time into the game

"Just watch. Watch watch watch. That's Ronaldo with the ball. Come on Renzo Saravia, comot from road, dem no born you well," she said, skillfully manoeuvring the Ronaldo's avatar in Xavier's eighteen yard box. "Show them what's you got. Clear road Figal, your papa... and strike!!!" She exclaimed and pressed the correspondibg key.

"Goallllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll," she screamed in pure ecstasy. Xavier dropped his pad in anger and frustration.

"Ororo ororo ororo," she praised the Ronaldo's avatar who ran in celebration.

"Oh my God, he's about to do it, he's about to do his thing. Leap in the air, twirl, spread out your arms and land with so much energy on parted legs," she said loudly mimicking the Ronaldo's trademark goal celebration whose avatar did same on screen.

Few seconds later, the final whistle was blown. Xavier laid back on the floor in defeat and sighed in frustration and embarrassment. Now, Precious was going to taunt the life force out of him.

"That's fucking 4 - 0. Who dem be. Tell me, who dem be. Dem no born them well... their fada," she mocked. "Argentina, Portugal na your mate. Dr X, the undisputed Queen of FIFA na your mate?" She sneered.

"Ohhh hooohh hoooh, ehh heeehhh heeeeh, ahhhh hhaaah hhaaahhh..." she sang, moonwalking.

She shoke her waist effortlessly and whined her body in a victory dance. Positioned above him and backing his face, she twerked, moving her body and waist slowly and dexteriously, her tongue stucked out. On and on, she moved and whined. On and on, she shoke her body and waist effortlessly. On and on, she moved her flexible hips in one sensual arousing rhythmic movement. Xavier could feel his blood getting steamy. The groin region of his trousers suddenly defying gravity, gained upward increase in size all thanks to junior which responded to the inviting call of nature but no, he was not going to give in. Not under this circumstance. He knows what she intentions; teasing, mockery and torment. He was not going to give her the pleasure, not again. Losing was enough torture, he won't add fleshy torment to it. Moving himself from beneath her, he gazed at her lusciously bouncing behind, a dirty thought occurred to him.

What if we turn this game around? He thought and smirked.

He raised his hands and landed a hard smack on her butt, taking the pleasant jiggling sensation of her butt on his hand; the after effect of his smack. Precious gasped and groaned, but not in pain rather in shock. She gave him a fixed gaze wondering what he was up to, what game he was playing or about to play. If there's one thing she sure knows about this man she calls her man is that he's one dude with lots of fücks up his sleeves.

"What you gotcha do?" He dared in a luscious baritone voice. "Huh."

"Are you just going to stand there staring at me?" Xavier said. He stucked out his tongue and wriggled teasingly. "Don't you want a revenge smack?" He purred.

Precious stood still staring at him intently. Definitely the instigation game, he doesn't get tired. He continued teasing and daring her, an act she responded by standing still and staring at him. That didn't deter him though, he went further and threw a throw pillow at her which landed on her boobs, and another, which hit her shoulder, and another which hit her forehead, and another, which hit her right arm.

"Young man... leave childish behaviors for children," she said but got hit on the forehead instantly by another one.

"Well madam adult... the last time I checked, my momma is still alive," he said poutingly and gave a hard throw which landed on her face, her nose to be precise.

"Fück you obim. That hurts," she screamed in pain. Xavier stuck out his tongue and wriggled it, teasing and instigating.

"Fine!!" She exclaimed with a serious look, her mind made up. "You wanna play, here I am," she said and launched at him.

"Oh snaps, here comes the angry goddess," he said and ran upstairs. Their screams, yells, laughs, taunts, dares filled the entire space as they ran and leaped wildly across the mansion like children indulging in a race to reach the swing during break.

Gbooomm!!! The door to the master's bedroom flung open and in came the children in adult bodies. Precious gave a dive and took Xavier from behind causing them to land heavily on the bed. Straddling him, she released hits, playful hits on him. They laughed and squealed. Her hits landing on different parts of his body; his face, hands, shoulders, hair, chest, abdomen, with Xavier trying to a certain degree to parry them.

"You modafücker," She said getting hold of a pillow and playfully choking him. Xavier tapped her to be released from the choke which she obliged. After gasping for breath, he stared at him with a plain look, suddenly he placed his thumbs on the sides of his head, stucked out his tongue and wriggled it and his free fingers, teasing her. Moved, she placed the pillow on his face again admidst the struggle and playfully choked him. After few seconds, she freed him, got off him and gave his groin a light spank drawing gasp from him.

"Now, I spanked your tooche, what you gotcha do?" She said giving him a daring look.
Xavier gave her a smirk, got up and gave her a chase.

"You're dead, let me just lay my hands on you," he said as they dashed out of the bedroom.

In the living room, sounds of screams, laughs, yells, running feet could be heard. The sounds drew closer and closer and closer and closer and boom!!! Precious raced down the stairs, crossed the living room, passed through the main door and to the outside world she went with Xavier giving her a hard chase while screaming,
"You can't run from meeeeeeeeeeeeeee." The intensity of his voice reduced, overshadowed by the environment as he went farther.




#Xavier
#Ideal
#Xav-Verse
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