Wearing Books as a Demon

The suppressed panting sound filled the room again along the air, as if coming from all directions, hitting Yao Bai's heart mercilessly.

The hand that the boy used to hold the sword tightly grasped the clothes on the left chest, trying to restrain the beating heart that was beating too fast inside.

However, the sound of bang bang, like thunder, exploded in his heart.

Yaobai's face became more and more red, and his forehead was already covered with dense beads of sweat, which disappeared between the scattered black hair along his fair skin.

The feeling of losing control is getting stronger and stronger, Yao Bai can only bow his body, close his eyes, and try his best to endure the stronger and stronger desire/desire.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind from behind.

He turned his head quickly, grabbed the man's shoulder with one hand, and pressed him down, "A Lou, what's wrong with you?"

The young man's voice was not as steady and clear as before, and every word was aggressive and rough.

That fair and handsome face was covered with red tides, like burning clouds in the sky.

It's so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

Ying Changlou's breathing stagnated, and his eyes filled with moisture slowly closed.Buried his head in the other party's not-so-broad shoulders, then licked/licked the young man's delicate neck as if tasting delicious food.

The free hand slipped in along the inner garment, and walked over the boy's firm and tight body.

Yao Bai held his breath, tensed his body, not daring to move as if facing a formidable enemy.Let the opponent's fingers move slowly from the chest to the abdomen, and then move down inch by inch, holding the part where he has already stood upright.

"A Lou, you..." Yao Bai couldn't help making a sound any longer, trying to stop the other party, but he hugged him into his arms with both hands.

The two got closer, almost connected.

"Brother Yao, I feel uncomfortable..." During the dawdling, the only underwear that Ying Changlou was wearing had already loosened, revealing a large area of ​​skin.He held the firm lower body of the two, and his body rose and fell rapidly.

But, it's not enough... not enough.

He was like a boat floating in the sea, drifting aimlessly.Finally, a force broke through the storm and brought him back to calm.

A flash of white light flashed, and Ying Changlou's tense body suddenly relaxed.He looked up with dilated pupils, and there was a young face panting like him.

"Alou, I feel bad..." The young man imitated what he did just now, holding the utensils/objects between their legs and rubbing/rubbing them non-stop.

Ying Changlou has already vented his body, and his sanity has returned temporarily.

No, it should be said that he was sober from the beginning.He knew who the people around him were, and he knew what he was doing.

"Brother Yao, hurry up..." Ying Changlou helped the opponent move, he had already reacted again, and the boy was still the same as before.

The red lips with water shine open and close in front of your eyes, like a tempting fruit, you can't help but taste it.

Yao Bai lowered his head and gently pressed his red lips.Then, slowly hold it, and go deep into it a little bit.

And he was also addicted to it, unable to extricate himself.

Although it was not the first kiss, Ying Changlou's eyes widened in disbelief.

Between men, it doesn't matter if they help each other.But kissing...the nature changes.

Moreover, he found that the desire/desire he had just released had come back again.

This time, it was stronger and more irrepressible than before.

Ying Changlou's hand that was originally placed on the boy's chest to push him away has also become to pull him closer.The intense and rough/heavy panting/breathing sound flowed around the two of them, burning the whole room.

The young man's gentle movements suddenly became fierce, and his lower body quickly and steadily hit Ying Changlou's same burst of desire/desire.

After a long time, a hot stream sprayed on the naked/exposed abdomen of the two.

The young man raised his head, his fiery eyes were full of water, and he looked at the person below him with aggrieved eyes.

"Alou..."

This sound was like a cat's meow, scratching Ying Changlou's heart, leaving a claw fiercely.In a trance, he felt that something had changed.

But he didn't dare to think about it, he could only close his eyes tightly, turned over and pressed the boy under his body.Then, he opened his eyes and stared at the boy with a little panic in his eyes.

"Brother Yao, not bad." Ying Changlou raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his lips.The left hand grasped the boy's two wrists and put them on top of the opponent's head, and the right thumb slowly rubbed/stroked the boy's rosy lips.

Then it kept going down like a tickle, playfully teasing the boy's desire/desire to stand up again.

The time to regroup is faster than him, and the time to persist is longer than him.

But, unfortunately, he didn't know much.

From the boy's jerky movements and ignorant eyes, it can be seen that the talented boy is blank in love/things.

This time, Ying Changlou was not as eager as before, but pressed/twisted/grinded skillfully, until he felt that he couldn't hold it with one hand before stopping.

"Lou, continue..." The boy raised his head impatiently, eagerly licking/licking the skin in front of him.

Like a fish out of water.

This is exactly what Ying Changlou wanted.

Despite venting/venting twice, Ying Changlou still felt a fire in his heart.

He knew that alcoholism hadn't been resolved, and something had to be done.

Sober reason made him reject intimate contact with other people, even just thinking about it this way, he felt a strong sense of resistance in his heart.

If it's a teenager, it's... yes.

The boy's usually calm and self-sufficient eyes were stained with passion/desire, more intoxicating than the most mellow wine.Just looking at it makes you want to taste it.

Ying Changlou lowered his head slowly, held the corner of the young man's lips firmly, and then gently swallowed little by little until his lips and teeth were attached.

There was always ointment on the boy's bedside to stop bleeding and heal wounds. Ying Changlou caught a glimpse of a white porcelain bottle, and the smile in his eyes was even bigger.

While gently kissing the boy's cheek, he opened the cork with one hand.

Then, with the index finger and middle finger standing side by side, he picked up a part of the moist ointment and walked towards the boy's legs.

"A Lou, what are you doing?" Yao Bai was indulging in the man's astonishing smile, and then felt a hand pass over his erect/standing position and move towards the back.

"Close your eyes, and you'll know later." Feeling the teenager's uneasiness, Ying Changlou paused his fingers and increased the intensity of the kiss.

When the boy's body relaxed again, he knew that it was time.

Just when he was proud, suddenly the world spun, and then he was crushed by the boy.

The other party's hands clasped his wrists, and leaned over to kiss his eyebrows and eyes thinly.

Just like what he did before.

"Alou, are we doing something between husband and wife?" Yao Bai raised his head, even if the arrow is on the string, he must clarify this issue.

The person under him struggled so badly that he had no choice but to use his legs to hold down the other's writhing body.

"No, it's..." No matter how hard Ying Changlou tried, he couldn't break free from the boy's imprisonment.

He panicked, lost the confidence to control everything just now, and instead looked like a fish waiting to be slaughtered.

The pair of pupils engraved with the image of a young man concealed panic and fear.

Yaobai stared at the person for a while, then let go of his hands and turned his back to the person, "Alou, go to sleep."

The boy fell asleep as soon as he said he would sleep, and his breathing was already steady.

If it wasn't for the desire/desire remaining in the wronged voice, Ying Changlou would have almost believed it.

In this situation, if he could really fall asleep, it would be an insult to his masculine dignity.

Unprecedented, insult/humiliating.

The turmoil in his heart became more and more intense, and Ying Changlou didn't care about the shame. He grabbed the young man's hand and put it between his legs, and rubbed it for a long time, but the fire in his heart still couldn't be quenched.

On the contrary, the more it burns, the more prosperous it is.

He seemed to be in dire straits, but the boy was still as quiet as ever.

Ying Changlou gritted his teeth and reached out to touch the other's legs.He could barely hold his hand, and blushed and cursed angrily, "Can you bear this?"

As he spoke, he moved his hand.

The slender fingers swept the boy's body again with a wave of heat.

Yao Bai turned around, stretched his body, and unconsciously held the opponent's hand and moved it up and down.

It was a skill he had just learned.

"Alou doesn't want to."

The boy's firm voice was pitiful, but his eyes were fixed on the other's naked upper body.

The flickering candlelight illuminates this person's whole body.

People can't move their eyes away, and they don't want to look away.

Ying Changlou's throat was blocked, the movements of his hands were faster, and his body was also oppressed.The thing between the legs overlaps with the boy's.

However, the two were never able to reach the top again.

The corners of Ying Changlou's uncomfortable eyes were wet, he grabbed the young man's fingers and picked out a smear of ointment, and then went along his crotch.

"Expand first."

"I see, Lou." As expected of the young man's talent, he knew everything.

The hand usually used to hold the sword was calloused, and when he pressed a certain point, the young man who was lying on him suddenly raised his head and yelled.

That voice is mellow/tender/coquettish, like silk.

Play tricks on people's hearts.

Yao Bai's heart skipped a beat, his face turned even redder, and he couldn't help but kiss that red lip.The movement of the hand was unambiguous, knowingly added another finger, until all three fingers entered, and finally got the other party's permission.

"Brother Yao, it's almost done." Ying Changlou turned his head away in shame, and said in a low voice.

A stream of air popped out from the fingertips, extinguishing the faltering candlelight.

But he didn't know that darkness was like day to Yao Bai.

"Alou, wait a little longer." Although Yaobai didn't understand the situation, he didn't know that the time had not yet come.

He secretly compared his own artifacts/things with the place he was developing, and made sure that this person could not fully accept himself now.

"Come in if you want." Ying Changlou was already feeling extremely uncomfortable, but this person was not in a hurry.

Really annoying.

After being yelled at, the boy narrowed his eyes and insisted, "I don't want Ah Lou to get hurt."

Ying Changlou felt half sweet and half sad, he directly pushed away the boy's fingers, held the already hard/stiff/hot/hot and sat down straight.

This gesture made both of them cry out.

"Brother Yao, move a little bit." It went in very smoothly, Ying Changlou attributed this to his strong body as a demon.

However, the young man only knew to look at him intently with his eyes open.

The two held hands with each other, and after he moved for a while, his waist lost strength.

"Alou, hold on." After Yaobai finished speaking, he pushed him down with the posture of the two connected.

Before Ying Changlou could react, he felt a flash of gold in front of his eyes, and then there was a crash like a storm.

And he could only breathe with his mouth open, ups and downs following the opponent's ferocious movements.

In a daze, he felt hard scales growing between the boy's arms.

Although it was only a little bit, he would not admit his mistake.

Those golden eyes stared at him closely, as if they wanted to tear him into his belly.

"Brother Yao, slow down..." Ying Changlou vented twice more, but the young man didn't feel tired at all.

Hearing his begging for mercy, the boy's crotch movements were not slow but quick.

"A Lou, I like you...very early, very early, I liked you..." All the desire/desire/desire in Yaobai's body was sprayed/thinned out, and he was sweating profusely lying on the person's body panting.

As for Ying Changlou, his body convulsed for a while, and he also released it.

The intense pleasure/sensation caused his eyes to lose focus, and he fell into a brief coma.

"Brother Yao..." This person's unconscious shout made Yao Bai suffocate, and Ang/Yang who was still buried in /the other party's body immediately reacted again.

This speed is definitely not human.

Ying Changlou squinted his eyes and let the boy move.

It took a full seven times before the alcohol in his body was relieved.

After doing one night/seven times/lang, Ying Changlou was not happy.

It's cool, but my waist hurts too.