Geeky

The two stood up abruptly, turned their backs to each other and ate the cherries.

Balaam turned his face twice, but in the end he still didn't turn his face away. He only turned around half a circle and sat on the bed beside him.

Su Shi casually touched the small potted aloe vera plant on the table, and his fingers were pricked by the sharp red thorns. He pretended to be nonchalant and touched it again, then turned around naturally and peeked out of the corner of his eye.

Balaam lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, he grabbed the sheet with one hand and clenched his fingers tightly, crumpling the white quilt.

He looks like a harmless flower, whether passers-by lean over to sniff it or pick it up, he is powerless to resist and bears it silently.

The hazy morning light fell on his face, reflecting a pale brilliance.

His lips were more red than before, like a drop of clear spring sliding down a red crystal.

"you can……"

Balaam said with some difficulty, "...just practice."

He slightly turned his face away in embarrassment, and turned towards the head of the bed.

Su Shi walked in front of him silently, looking down at his face——

The thin face, the delicate lips, the pale skin and the bright color of the lips, wonderfully combined the characteristics of the relaxed and cypress-like youth with a more delicate and beautiful color than a girl.

"But you appeared in my dreams,

Your voice is a cold rain.

your lips are like ripe fruit

Prepared to feed a starving man...[1]"

Su Shi silently recited such a poem in his mind, and then he caressed Balan's cheeks with both hands involuntarily, lifting his face.

Balaam closed his eyes.

Su Shi lowered her head and kissed his slightly cool lips.

Balaam put his hands around his waist.

Su tried to brush his lips lightly with his tongue, and lightly knocked on his door. Balan slightly opened his lips, and opened the fence that was so fragile that it was not worth mentioning.But Su Shi was invited to enter, and the tip of his tongue slipped into his lips, bringing a strange and strange slippery frictional feeling, which made Balan's breath tighten, and his arms tightened like vines wrapped around a tree trunk.

They broke through the rules and regulations of lip and tongue,

Get ready for a silent whisper.

As Su Shi's tongue continued to penetrate, Balan's waist was as soft as grass blown low by the wind, and he fell backward until he leaned against the mattress.

The stiff bridges of the noses collided with each other, Su Shi leaned on Balan's body, closed his eyes, and deepened the kiss.

The thin lips were pressed together without leaving any gaps, and the tongue seemed to reach the deepest point.

The mouth instinctively and uncontrollably secreted body fluid, which became extremely wet almost instantly.

kiss.A deep kiss.

Balan crossed his hands and hugged Su Shi's waist tightly, his eyelashes slightly clenched.

His mouth, like a castle,

ancient but uninhabited

Su Shi walked around slowly, watching,

caressed the smooth walls, and occasionally

Touching the low and slightly hard ceiling

Footsteps echo damp in the room

He wanders through his white corridors

bit by bit until the end

Then fell sideways in the middle of the

On the soft red mattress...

Balan's lips were stained with Su Shi's temperature, and the body fluid that was also hot soaked him.

It was as if a room with a leaky roof was dripping with tropical rain... His tongue was clumsy and restless, as if a bird pretending to be dead had been poked at its immature chest, stiff and its heart was beating wildly.

And Su Shi felt that he was giving CPR to a frozen bird. He pressed it, patted it, stroked it, sometimes moved it back and forth, let it turn left and right, and finally... …it came to life, rubbed its head against his fingertips, then flapped its wings and began to fly and coil.

Balan learned to respond, and he began to actively suck the tip of Su Shi's tongue.

Kissing again and again, lingering and slippery.

For a moment, Su Shi was confused.

This lip-to-lip contact.

It made him feel very comfortable, like a rainstorm, after trekking through the muddy countryside for a long time, finally came to a friend's house, "knock knock", knocked on the door, and before he had time to say anything, he got A big hug like that.

Intimacy, cuddling, dependence... can't find an accurate word to describe it.

But since the default is "practice", there is no need to carefully explore the reason why this kiss gradually became hot.

One is trying to fill the bay like a storm, the other is like a whale swallowing its prey deeply...

With his hands rubbing the folds of Su Shi's coat, Balan kissed him vigorously, his cheeks were slightly deformed.

Their breathing also diffuses and interweaves into a gentle rhythm.

Spanish churros, Mont Blanc cake, Boston pie cut into triangles... Freeman walked through the long corridor on the third floor of the villa with the wooden tray in one hand, stopped in front of a door, and first tidied up the crystal vase The champagne rose inside, and then opened the doorknob and went in.

According to the standard etiquette of the butler, let him do all this without making any abnormal noise to disturb the master.

bar……

Freeman's breath swelled in his chest.

He saw two men folded on the bed.

They were kissing passionately, and no one noticed him coming.

There were two chirping sounds of birds outside the window, and two or three clouds floated slowly in the blue sky, and then came close together.

"..."

Freeman looked down at the tray of desserts that Master Limino liked. Desserts need to be ordered. Although the Tulip Villa is not so step-by-step, most of the things are done by who and at what time. They are all arranged in advance. of.

You can't fool Master Balan by pretending you haven't been here.

In order to save the two young men from feeling ashamed, Freeman decided to pretend to be late, determined to add shame to his career as a housekeeper.

Holding the tray in his arms, he silently exited the room and closed the door by the way.

Freeman took out his pocket watch again, opened the villa management system with higher authority exclusive to the first-class butler, and silently ordered a song for Master Balan.

Freeman clenched his fists in front of his chest, secretly said:

Come on, master, I can only help you so far!

No one knew when the music started, and no one turned to look at the antique jukebox that played automatically.

Su Shi raised his face, only a few inches away from Balan, and the posture of lying on his back caused some strands of black hair on Balan's forehead to curl back.

He panted for a moment with his thin lips that had been kissed more and more red, and then opened those black eyes that were like falling stars in the night river.

His eyes were like black ice, cold and hard, melting in the sun.

Balan raised his hand and put it on the side of Su Shi's face, using his fingertips to wipe away a little bit of sweat.As if his eyes were really focused at this moment, his eyelashes fluttered.

His eyes seemed to be restraining a swaying trembling feeling, but under Su Shi's gaze, he seemed to gradually become dizzy.Just like two strange Yao flowers, dizzy under the light of a ray of music[2].

The cherry beside his ear was as red as the heart of a little nightingale.

Su Shi exhaled towards his ear, blowing away a little soft hair around his ear, lowered his head and bit a gap in the cherry on his earring, and chewed the pulp into juice.

When he stretched out the tip of his tongue to Balan, Balan also stretched out his tongue and hooked his cherry-sweet tongue, then flinched, and hastily closed his eyes.

Su Shi stroked the black hair in front of his forehead, revealing his white forehead, and kept licking Balan's tongue with the tip of his tongue bit by bit, as if smearing the other's taste buds with cherry-flavored body fluid...

Su tried to ask:

"Is it tasty?"

"..."

Balaam nodded slightly with his eyes closed.

Su Shi thought his long curled eyelashes were cute, so he took a breath and blew on his eyelashes, which made Balan's eyelashes flicker and tremble softly... He couldn't help but lightly Laughing, Balan's snow-white ears were blown out of a circle of light pink like cherry blossoms, and he secretly swallowed uneasily.

Su Shi pinched his chin and kissed him deeply again, and Balan's hands passed by his side, holding him tightly to his chest.They are like two small fish, playing and fighting each other in a small fish tank no bigger than a palm.

Su Shi lifted it up suddenly, then put it down again;

Suddenly explore, and suddenly swim.

They were so crazy together, together.

Balaam shed a tear unbearably emotionally...

There was a short kiss, and there was a loud splash of water when they parted.

On Balan's delicate and careless face, which was stained with tears, there was a trace of invisible shyness. He casually pulled off the thin silver satin quilt, and put it over Su Shi's head, covering the two of them underneath.

His vision suddenly dimmed, as if his face was covered with a dark silver light.

The bitten cherry showed a deep charm.

The hanging silver silk wraps them and separates the space, which seems to make them more intimate.

Su Shi buried his head under Balan's chin, and kissed him bit by bit along his neck. His warm lips were like small brand marks... Balan lifted his chin, and Su Shi gently sucked the kiss She crossed his chin and looked up at him.

He lowered his title to pick the cherry on his ear, and Balaam turned his face to the other side. When he bent down, the silver satin fell and covered Balaam's face.

He pecked and gnawed at the flesh of the cherry, his teeth clicked on the silver, and the earring gently pulled Balan's earlobe, and occasionally the tip of his tongue passed through the silver ring and wiped the pinna of his ear... Balan pressed tightly against his back His fingertips twitched slightly.

He ate up all his cherries, leaving only a bare shell.

Su Shi slid down Balan, lay on his side beside him, put one hand on his waist, Balan turned around, raised his face and approached him actively...

The breathing of each other combined first, Su Shi leaned his neck and lowered his head, and Balan hugged his neck.

Their lips seemed to fit better.

When Su Shi's lips were pressed against Balan's again, he didn't continue to move, and Balan just didn't move quietly... just breathing and overlapping together like this.

The lips and teeth were close together, only slightly rubbing and rubbing.

The soft tongue, like a bird's breast, rises and falls with breath, snuggling up to the nest below.

The breeze blows the gauze curtain, and after the soothing prelude on the record player ends, the kiss begins to ferment slowly...

Balan opened his eyes slightly, the silver silk in his vision and Su Shi's face swirled and flowed together, under Su Shi's lips, his thoughts were swaying and scattered.

Lips and tongues are like musical instruments with full tacit understanding, and they play a fascinating kiss concerto together... Every breath is like the gentle vibrato of strings.

He is curious and tireless;

He was distraught and turbulent, as if suffering from a kind of tenderness.

He kisses him like a villain and like a king.

"...No, Master Tudor, you can't go in." Freeman blocked.

"Balan has been sleeping at night all the time recently, which is too much." Tudor said, "I even came here to look for him during the day...he didn't mean to avoid me on purpose, did he?"

"No, you..."

Tudor didn't care about Freeman's explanation. He just opened the door of the nap room and led the four brothers and sisters behind him in.

"Master Tudor!"

Freeman had to call louder to remind the people in the room.

"bar……"

Tudor walked inward, but saw no one, only the silvery thin silk blanket on the bed undulating like waves.

He lifted the silk quilt, and the two people underneath quickly separated, turning their backs in two completely different directions.

Tudor looked at Su Shi, who lowered his head and patted his clothes and tie, and then at Balan, who was covering his mouth and coughing, and said in doubt:

"What are you doing? Fighting in bed?"

Unable to get an answer, he turned to look at the people at the door, and all of them looked at the ceiling in unison, as if there was some mysterious number on it that could be studied.

"..."

[1] "My Young Lover"

[2] "Water Music"

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