The Lost In Mission
LOST IN MISSION #19

William was not walking in any direction. The late night made the path that passed by him now appear silent and empty. Of course, he still hoped that someone would help him.

Endure Will. Blood still seeped from there making the defense on both legs increasingly weakened, and a sense of dizziness attacked.

Brugh... William finally fell down, with his body curled up over the green expanse with his breath gasping. Oh my God, he looked straight ahead, slowly his pair of hazel eyes closed.

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As usual before morning, Eleanora took the time to run along the road block of her house. After running a few kilometers, he took a short break in the small park close to where he lived, and sat down in a long chair.

Eleanor exhaled, then opened her bottle, and took it up. Hazel beads staring at the sunrise. He stretched out his legs, rubbing the sweat that appeared on the area of his face.

Faintly, the roar of a man around her, made Eleanora wake up from her seat, and decided to look for the source of the voice.

And sure enough, not far from his position earlier, he found a man curled up with a wound on his arm. Oh God. As soon as he approached, he knelt beside him, confirming the man's condition.

Eleanora raised the man's drooping hand, and checked his pulse.

"Sir... Can you listen to me? " question Eleanora, looking at the man's partially covered face, there were many bruises, and dried up blood stains at the corners of the lips, and the man's nose.

Eleanor touched the helpless solid body, then moved slowly. "Sir.. " Eleanora raised her voice "can you listen to me! " again successful rework makes William aware. Then he shifted his hand that covered part of his face.

Simultaneously, Eleanora gasped with the hazel bead that was in the frame of the lashes perfectly rounded. William... Suddenly his heart was pumping very fast, and his blood flow rippled.

What the hell happened to him? eleanora's murmuring worried William.

“Emm....,” took care of him while gnawing, several times trying to open his eyes "Help me... Please." - William, wake up Eleanora.

Eleanora looked around, there was no one around, and she did not bring a cell phone to call the ambulance. He must act quickly

Eleanora looked at William with nanar. "Sir, can you wake up?" The man nodded.

Eleanor extended her hand. Then deftly he attached William's hand to his shoulder. William simply resuscitated his body to Eleanora's body. The girl felt difficulty, but she tried to help William to stand up.

Carefully, he rubbed William's body, took the man out of the garden, and headed for his home.

Upon arrival at home, Eleanor again helped William to sit leaning on a sofa. "Wait a minute."

Not long after, Eleanora had returned with a container of water, and a medical box in her hand.

Eleanora begins, by tearing the sleeves on the part of William's shirt.

A sreekk!!

The arm part was open, showing off the man's sturdy arm, with a scratch on his bicep. Without a second thought, he immediately examined the wound. Thank goodness the wound wasn't too deep. Whisper with a slightly calm feeling.

Eleanor focused on that slightly open wound. Attentive, Eleanora started again by cleaning the wound first.

Argh...

A slow groan of pain, and a hold was caught in Eleanora's sense of hearing as she administered antiseptic drugs to William's wounds. Eleanora looked at William's face from the side for a while, then she continued the work to treat the man's wounds to completion.

"Miss, " William muttered, making Eleanora turn to look at the man. Now, from behind the glasses she wears, Eleanora can see again William's charming Hazel bead. Believe me, his heart is beating faster than ever. "Can I ask for water?" pinta William, for feeling thirsty.

Deg, suddenly Eleanora's heart paused for a moment, and came again in a row.

He doesn't recognize me??

Eleanora felt disappointment. There was a feeling that was hard to interpret by him. Sick, yes like that the feeling of Eleanora at this time, like slashed and left a deep wound.

Eleanora flinched, then shook her head.. No. gabe.... No. gabe... What I was thinking... I can't be like this...

Didn't you, at the time, not want to see her again? and make that night your last moment. So, why do you feel hurt if he doesn't remember you?? isn't that the best....

"Sure, I'll get you a drink." Eleanor wakes up to get water for William.

"Here drink, sir." Eleanor gave William a glass of water which was immediately taken over by the man.

"Thank you, miss." William smiled warmly.

Eleanora nodded. "Let me treat you to the end, sir." Eleanor then said, then she sat down beside the man.

Back to greeting. Eleanora forced herself to concentrate on the wound on William's face. How did you get this much wound, Will? eleanora asked in her heart, her hands began to move cleaning the dried blood on the man's face, and treated him later.

"It's over, I need to get ready, sir!" Eleanor got up from her seat. William quickly grabbed Eleanora's hand leaving her aghast, and Eleanora turned her head.

"Thank you for the help, ladies- "

"Elea." replied Eleanora smiling faintly.

"Okay Miss Elea," William smiled back, then the man let go of his hand. "Thank you again. "

Eleanor nodded slowly. Then he turned around, then headed to his room leaving William. Now Eleanora was already inside her bathroom, and reflected herself in front of the mirror while removing the clothes attached to her body.

With a pushy look, he touched his body which still contained traces of the man. Traces of the man who is now in his home. Heh destiny what is this....

Eleanor released what was left on her body. Immediately he lit the fountain, then he stood in the middle, letting the cold water pour down from his entire body.

Eleanora closed her eyes and brought her hands to her face. He breathed comfortably. Cold water caressed every inch of his body.

His hand moved upwards, stroked his hair then descended to the back of his head.

The wiping of the most important parts of his body along with the water that still continues to hit him. William's memories are back.

The romance...

A kiss... Lustfulness...

Even he still felt when the fine feather growing in the man's firm jaw eroded his jaw line, and the intoxicating touch of the man's fingers when touching his body was still felt, too, like left.

Until William's shadow over him and his heroic presence made him jerk, then he widened his eyes..

This is not true!!

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How's the part this time? 😌 what, has disturbed your inner soul to thrash. 🤣 Cm one of my hopes, hopefully the feeling can be.

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