funeral

Nagasawa woke up in a burst of desire/dissatisfaction. Yesterday's bed/companion made him unhappy. After getting into bed, he not only refused to serve with his heart, but complained about the diamond necklace he had promised before.

Nagasawa felt annoyed when he heard this, so he called his younger brother and took him out very simply.

Women are a strange species. The desire/desire for luxury goods is like a bottomless pit. After getting the bag, I think about shoes, and after getting the shoes, I think about necklaces... No, in fact, those who are vying for the same The same is true of young boys who go to bed, consciously or unconsciously revealing their desire for certain things, such as watches, sports cars and so on.

This is the same, and that is also, always thinking of getting something from himself as much as possible, except for that person... No, he is the same, but what he expects is much cheaper than other people, and at the same time it is difficult Much more—he knew that better than anyone.

It seems that I haven't seen that person for a long time, Nagasawa thought, why not go see him later.

Although the meeting place ranks first in the hate list, as long as that person is around, I can still bear it a little bit.

Oh, by the way, that person doesn't seem to like surprises, but it doesn't matter, as long as he likes it.

Nagasawa's arrival really made Ito very unhappy. The other party asked him what he was doing here dissatisfiedly, and then got up to pour a glass of water for the uninvited guest.

Nagasawa raised the corner of his mouth lightly, watching everything Ito did for him with a half-smile.

The person in front of him has a slender figure and a sense of abstinence. Perhaps the most suitable attire for him is a white coat.But Nagasawa was very curious, wondering what the man would look like naked in this uniform, there must be something interesting, right?

He turned his head to signal the bodyguard to lock the door, and then approached Ito himself.

The sudden movement made Ito lose his mind for a moment, and he took a nervous step back after understanding the motive of the person in front of him.

"Hey, what are you kidding, this is where I work!"

"It's more interesting because of this." Nagasawa chuckled.

Ito reluctantly turned his gaze to the bodyguard standing by the door, but the other party seemed to have no intention of intervening.

Not only that, he even grinned at Ito with the mentality of watching a good show.

Nagasawa pushed Ito into the swivel chair, and the long and deep kiss made the person under him almost suffocate. The hands that were about to push him away finally wrapped around his neck tightly.

But what Nagasawa wants is more than that. He hopes that the person who always has a serious face will cry because of him, and show a lewd expression because of him.

Ito said, suddenly I want to wear a scarf, what should I do?

"You can't take it out without authorization," Nagasawa pressed the remote control, "until get off work."

The internal vibration caused Ito to groan a series of times. He grabbed the table and gritted his teeth: "You... bastard..."

Nagasawa tilted his head, pulled the corner of his mouth like a rogue, and then signaled the bodyguard to leave with him.

Ito watched the man leave and trembled with anger. He wanted to take out the thing by himself several times, but finally gave up because he would never go against the man's will.

Not long after Nagasawa walked out of the office, he ran into Aiba who was delivering the materials.The two passed by each other, Nagasawa was a little concerned, so he stopped and took another look.

The little doctor was pretty, but Nagasawa didn't intend to tease him, because there was something more important waiting for him right now.

After Nagasawa got into the car, he immediately turned on the computer to start the program. The screen showed the office just now, and in the center of the screen was Ito's blushing but trying to keep calm face.

Just at the moment when Nagasawa's teasing/pickling made him lose his mind, the bodyguard took the opportunity to install a pinhole camera somewhere on the table, and the picture was transmitted here.

There is nothing more exciting than watching a live broadcast, right?

On the screen, Ito pretended to be calm and talked with people, and coughed from time to time to cover up his discomfort.

Nagasawa felt that his lower body/body swelled a little, and he was even a little jealous of the person who talked with Ito, because he could feel this fragrant/erotic scene on the spot.

Ito is very obedient, and Nagasawa knows it, but he still feels uneasy, wondering how long a game like this can last between them.

When can that person completely become his own thing?

Nagasawa smiled self-deprecatingly, deeply feeling that he was a little unreasonable.

Ito sat on the chair and stared at the clock on the wall. He never knew that time could pass so long.

When the minute hand pointed to a certain point, he seemed to be relieved, and struggled to run to lock the door.

Nagasawa looked at the screen, turned his head and said, ah, I suddenly want to wear a scarf.

He looked up at Ito's satisfied expression on the screen, and his uneasiness deepened.

Time just let it pass for a few weeks. Nagasawa never took the initiative to contact Ito, and Ito was also very sensible. Since that person didn't come to feed him, he had no choice but to go out for food by himself.

Just as Ito was thinking about what kind of prey to choose at night, Aiba knocked on the door and entered.

The young boy seemed to want to say something, lowered his head and pulled his sleeves,

"...Teacher, today is the last day of my internship."

"So fast?" Ito looked up from the report.

"Well, thank you very much for your teaching during this time..."

Aiba bowed deeply, and placed the cup filled with tea in front of Ito's desk.

"Teacher...Teacher, you said that you can't accept it because of our teacher-student relationship?"

Ito didn't answer, but just unscrewed the lid of the cup with downcast eyes, and the scent of tea made him feel good at the moment.

The man looked up at the young man fixedly, and even looked forward to what the other party would say next.

"...It's already off-duty time now, to be precise, we are no longer a teacher-student relationship, so...so..."

"So you want to do it with me?" Ito took a sip of hot tea and said slowly for him.

"Eh? Ah... yes, that's right."

"Oh, that's fine." Ito nodded calmly, and Aiba was a little flattered by such a straightforward agreement.

"Since it's my own request, go and lock the door quickly."

After making sure that no one else would disturb them, the two quickly entangled/entangled together.

Aiba said seriously, ah, teacher, there seems to be a car parked on the scarf

"That's not allowed, Yayoi, you can't touch my place."

"Hey, why, didn't you want to enter from there?" Aiba was a little puzzled.

God, this is an oolong, and Ito finds it funny.

"No, I want to enter your place, understand, you are 0 and I am 1."

"...Why?" Aiba tilted his head.

"No reason, because I have always been 1, and..." And the only person who can enter my body is that one person.

"But I want to enter you, I have endured this idea for too long..." Aiba stepped forward and pushed Ito down without any explanation, "You are mine, you should let me enter."

"Hey, you kid...let go of me..."

Aiba looked weak but unexpectedly strong.

"From the first time I saw you, the desire/desire to enter your body has been crazily occupying my thoughts," Aiba leaned into Ito's ear and said, "You must be so longing for me...you Didn't you write a confession note for me, so why did you refuse?"

note?What note?What is this guy talking nonsense about?

Hearing such remarks, Ito was so disgusted that he didn't want to breathe the same air with the other party anymore.

He tried his best to push the person on him away, but the person didn't move at all.

No, no matter how useless he is, he can't even handle a skinny intern, right?

Ito subconsciously set his eyes on the glass of water.

"You drugged me?"

"Always be on the safe side when doing things, this is what you taught me, teacher."

"Hmph, bastard..."

Ito didn't even have the strength to laugh, he stretched out his hand to grab something to resist, Aiba pushed him down first.

The excessive movement brought a large piece of things off the table.

Ito turned his head in despair and saw a pen pot rolled down in front of his eyes. He was wondering what was attached to it, and a large black area replaced his sight in the next instant.

Ito woke up again in a strange bedroom, and the person in front of him was very familiar to him.

Just when the man wanted to speak, he found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound. He tried to turn over but felt pain all over his body, and the source of the pain was in that part of the body.

After thinking about it, there is only one possibility that caused this situation.

So, I am being captured by Aiba...

"woke up?"

"...Where's Aiba?"

"Who knows, maybe it's floating in Tokyo Bay."

"Hey you……"

Ito got up and wanted to say something, but Nagasawa squeezed his jaw hard.

"Resisting me so much in the office, but turning around and messing with your intern...do you want me to praise you that much?"

Ito lowered his head and remained silent.

"I'm so angry right now."

"...what do you want me to do?"

Ito looked up at Nagasawa, he knew that this man was extremely narrow-minded, and if he provoked him, he would have to do something reciprocal to offset his anger.

"Well..." Nagasawa thought for a while, and reached out to caress the corner of Ito's lips, "Why don't you help me kill someone?"

The man grinned lightly, his tone as light as if he was asking what the weather is like today.

The author has something to say:

Sao Rui, I like some of Aiba's big bosses, I let him be cannon fodder. . .

The unscrupulous author often stops at the bib

When I went home to clear the cache at noon, I found that my good friend and younger brother had commented at the first time. Ah, I was really touched. Hey, why are you still awake so late?I fell asleep early, but I still yawned when I went to work in the morning, and then played with the shredder all morning under the guidance of the teacher ==

As for the students from Xiba pointed out that "putting an OO device in the body and then turning on the switch, let others pretend that nothing happened ← This is really the worst abuse of BL workmanship!!!", I express my dissatisfaction with this statement ! !Hmph, I just like this kind of shame PLAY can't you? ? ?Isn't it just such a bad taste? ? ? ? =dish=

Hum hum! ! !