Romance In Tagalog Novels & Stories

Shit, parang gusto kong tumalon ulit sa dagat. “Woah! Mukhang nabigla ito- Sure ka?” “No, no, no! I mean ‘yong romantic enebe” pabebe kong palo dito. “Romantic wild?” ngisi nito. “I said romanti--” ‘di ko na natapos ang sasabihin ko ng muling magtapat ang aming mga labi sa pangalawang pagkakataon. Wild nga siya, charoot.

I stared at him, "I said, what should I say if I say I love you in the Filipino language?" He blinked at me, then nodded his head in understanding. "Uhm..it's..." "It's?" "Mahal Kita." He mumbled in a low voice, looking away at me and to the window. "Again?" I couldn't hear it clearly. "No. I won't say it again. Guess it." My ears perked up at this, "Are you challenging me? Hmm...Mahal Kita?" He looked taken aback, "Again again?" "Mahal kita!?" I asked, or more likely yelled.

"Aren't you going to kiss the bride?" Crushing his lips into hers, he whispered, "Uh, oh, Ma, yes..." as he embraced her. Amidst my intensity and expertise, Maa gently guided me, saying, "Slowly, darling, we have time," as she planted a kiss on my lips and proceeded to nibble, open, and sucke my bottom lip before finally releasing her tongue. As soon as I learned, we kissed. We sanctified the incestuous communion we had just formed with a passionate kiss, our lips opening fully and our tongues sparring.