622 Horny Rabbits
There was nothing but silence between Arianna and Marcel after he had finished explaining Victorâs condition. Although Arianna continuously massaged his scalp, Marcel could tell from the furrow on her face that she was worried.
âYou have nothing to worry about,â He assured her.
Arianna sighed, âHypomania is still a mental and behavioral disorder.â She pointed out
âIt is still a less severe form of mania -â
âBut it can easily escalate to mania,â Arianna sighed. She added, âMimi is carrying his child and Iâm hundred percent sure that she doesnât know about this. Would she even be able to handle it?â She was concerned for his safety.
âAs I told you, Arianna, Victor manages it well and it hardly has a significant impact on his day-to-day life patterns. The longest his symptoms lasted is two days and it is very mild nor does he use recreational drugs. If anything, he has mostly increased sexual energy and sex has always done the magic for him.â
âSo my friend is merely a sex machine?â She scoffed,â Iâm surprised he doesnât have a trail of Baby Mamas already,â Her tone became serious, âTrust me when I tell you that Mimi is not exactly up for sharing. The moment Victor cheats on Mimi, even I canât tell what would happen, so Victor better sort himself before this ends badly.â
âVictor loves Mimi,â Marcel told her, âEven you know that. Heâs about to become a father, thatâs the happiest Iâve ever seen my cousin be and I can promise you that Victor would rather die than let that happen.â
âI know that Marcel, but mistakes still happen. What Victor needs is treatment, hypomania is not just something one waves away as nothing. Aside from the clown thing, we donât even know his other triggers. Look what happened yesterday,â She said.
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âFine, Iâll talk to him about it,â Marcel ended the conversation and turned back to stare at the sky.
Arianna wiped her face with her palm, facing skywards as well. They had come here to relax and have a good time, not argue about this. She turned to stare at Marcel and his expression was tight, the atmosphere taut. She hated this.
It was natural for him to defend his cousin, Victor considering how close the both of them were, however, she was concerned about her friend, Mimi, too. He had to get treated and save her friend from the stress of his dramatic mood swings. Until then, Mimi was not safe.
Hypomania could easily switch to serious depression. And you canât tell which one might happen, because the pattern isnât predictable. Mimi had to know what she was dealing with. Not to mention that it was hereditary.
Unable to bear the silence anymore, Arianna rolled over to Marcelâs side. Without thinking, she leaned over his body to Marcelâs surprise, and lowered her head, kissing him.
Eyes wide, Marcel slowly closed them as he surrendered to the kiss. Her hair formed a curtain around their face and he clasped her face, dominating the kiss. Her lips were soft and heated upon his and they moved in sync like two perfect souls meant for each other.
A moan left her lips as he devoured her mouth, kissing her hungrily. His other hand traveled down to cup her bottom, pressing her against him as his tongue slipped into her mouth. They played a game of chase with their tongue and he squeezed her butt cheek, another moan leaving her mouth.
The both of them lost all sense of time and space as they made out passionately. The feverish urgency between them built up to the point that Marcel was grinding her against his body. He kissed her harder and deeper as the pleasure slowly reached the crescendo and they were about to â
âHey!â
Arianna and Marcel broke apart at once, startled. They then turned at the angry face of a woman who had three kids with her â one on a walker, the other around the age of five and the last one looked eight.
âDonât you see kids around!â The woman admonished them.
That was when Marcel and Arianna looked at their surroundings and found out that they were still in a public park. They got carried away in the moment.
âWe are so sorry -â Marcel was still saying when the woman shouted,
âNext time, just go get a room, you horny rabbits!â
âOkay....â Arianna wondered how to go about it when the womanâs five-year-old son shouted,
âHorny rabbit!â He turned to his mother, asking innocently, âMom, what is a horny rabbit?â
The look on the womanâs face was priceless and it took Arianna everything not to burst into laughter. It was so hilarious. The woman went red in the face and she fidgeted nervously as she wondered how to answer her curious child.
âItâs nothing, baby. Itâs just rabbits,â She tried explaining to him.
âBut you called them horny rabbits,â He argued.
Frustrated now, the woman grabbed his arms and pulled him along, âCome on, letâs go!â
Although the woman went along with her kids, she turned once more to glare at Arianna and Marcel.
Unfortunately, her eight-year-old son shouted after them, âThat was so hot!â He gave them a thumbs up.
This time the woman looked like she would explode.
âChristian!â She screamed at her son, before dragging all of them and stomping away angrily.
Arianna and Marcel burst into laughter instantly. They laughed so hard that their stomach hurt and they just laid in each otherâs arms. It was the first time the both of them felt such genuine happiness in each otherâs presence.
âSo I was thinking,â Arianna cuddled up to him.
âThinking about what?â Marcel embraced her tightly, a smile on his face. Damn whoever was staring at them. He didnât care.
âWhat do you think should be our coupleâs name?â
âCoupleâs name?â
âYeah? Iâm thinking of Marrianna? Marcelanna? Mianna? Mannaâ She chuckled and went on, âAmarcel? Aricel? Arel? Arial? Ariane?â
Dear God, Marcel groaned, have mercy on him.