Belly Trojan

Fan Shu has experienced many risky actions.The very nature of the job is risky, including hunkering down in the forest for hours without moving, feeling the touch of a leech sucking on a calf, or walking unfamiliar streets in a drug-free trance while dodging pursuers. Bing's investigation, while enduring the torment of drug addiction, the surrounding environment was distorted and elongated, turning into a tide of thousands of feet, rushing towards us...

But these are all jobs, and they are usually too confidential and exciting, lacking the curiosity of exploring the unknown and the joy of sharing the results after the end.I don't know how many times, he looked at another person sitting with him in the cold room, and wanted to tell him about his exhaustion: he wanted to ask him if he saw the leech bitten on his leg Bloody mouths, extra scratches on the arms, and bloody marks on the collar of the clothes.

But now, he suddenly discovered that "adventure" could have been crooked steps and bypassing perilous flower beds, avoiding the staff and colleagues he might meet, and stumbling around in a huddle together for no reason.It's a low, unreasonable laugh, a twisted hand, opening the door of the rest room and repeatedly swiping the wrong password can make the palms sweat.The door slammed shut, and in the darkness, he was pushed against the wall, and his pressed wrist hit the switch, which turned on and off as soon as it turned on.

The voice whispered in the ear with the breath:

"Why close it?..."

"Someone saw it when it was open, what should I do if I swipe the door and come in?"

The button flicked on again, the light reflected the two of them in a trance for a while, and the expression on Ling Yanzhi's face suddenly bumped into him unobstructed, making his heart skip a beat.

"Then let's see who is so unlucky..."

The voice dropped again, was blocked, and mixed into a lingering kiss.For a while, even the heartbeat was a little emotional; when the kiss was deep, it was the most irritating, his body softened instantly, and his thin arms lost strength, and Fan Shu turned them lightly, as if they had spun and exchanged positions , replaced with a light shrug of the back, and knocked out the lamp again.The world fell into pitch blackness, but there was still a lingering spot of light in the bottom of his eyes. One leg was embedded in the depths of the mud, overlapping and tightly clamping the other's body, and he went up with the increasingly heavy breathing rate.The lamp flickered on and off in the collision again and again, and the sweaty, reddened, and lust-stained faces were photographed one by one, and cut into the bottom of my heart.

"...Wait," Ling Yanzhi raised his head with difficulty to avoid the breathless long kiss, and finally managed to spare a sentence. ALPHA has already bitten from the jaw to the Adam's apple, sucking on the collarbone, and the root of the hair is hard. It was itchy in the pit of the neck.He always likes to bite there, OMEGA suddenly thought in the blankness of his mind, he always kisses without any rules or skills; in the past foreplay, he often turned away when he felt uncomfortable, Then there would always be some embarrassing pauses, no longer continuing, and instead began to lick the axis from the neck to the chest in a regular manner, kissing all the way to the bottom like a teaching manual.Thinking about it now, it seems that from the clumsy traces, I tasted some unknown silent tenderness.

"Tell you...wait a minute," Ling Yanzhi said it again, and his ears burned after he finished speaking, because it sounded weird and shameful, like the sobbing of a kitten with a different tune.Somewhere suddenly tightened strangely, burning as if on fire, and the skin that was not in contact was sweaty and chilly.Fan Shu stopped biting him, but he didn't raise his head, like two dying swans crossing their necks, entwined and inseparable.

He sounded aggrieved, his voice was muffled, dissatisfied as if he had caught a cold: "...why?"

Ling Yanzhi couldn't laugh or cry: "The promised big adventure, big adventure."

"Isn't this risky?"

"What kind of adventure is this for you, there is no challenge at all..." He lowered his head, the tip of his ear could just fit between his teeth, he pulled it almost retaliatoryly, and rubbed it in a low voice, "I don't want to... even play something else? "

"Don't make a fuss," the two of them were so close together that they could clearly see any changes; the words uttered with ear to ear, "Ling Yanzhi, I'm warning you, I haven't touched you in months."

"You really don't want it? Can I show you in women's clothing?"

The sound of breathing became heavier immediately, and when it brushed against the ear, it was moist and warm, and there was a piercing noise in the ear drum.He was silent for a moment, then turned his head and whispered a few words into his ear.

Now Ling Yanzhi paused, he felt the blood flowing backwards in his body, part of it was rushing up, part of it was overflowing, making it uncomfortable in both places, and there was a sore tendon hanging from it; "Are you sure...?"

"Can't you?"

"No, but..."

"Why, isn't it a big adventure, are you afraid?"

Ling Yanzhi pushed Fan Shu's bald arm down, twisted his body away to hide, but was held back by his entangled arms around his waist, and he flicked on the light again while struggling.The two squinted their eyes for a long time to get used to it, only then did they see each other's skin as red as a cooked shrimp, their collars were ripped apart in a mess, and they could clearly see that the redness drew a line from the chest, spreading to the chest like a rash. On the face; it was so weird, so weird that they stared at each other for a long time, I don't know who burst out laughing first, the vigor was relieved all of a sudden, they couldn't help laughing, their foreheads were pressed together , The cold and hot sweat wrapped around the hair.

"You said it yourself, don't regret it."

"Who is afraid of whom? I'll tell you that I'm going to take pictures. Anyone who is cowardly will admit it now."

"You take the picture, I'll frame it, we still need a wedding photo."

Ling Yanzhi lowered his head, avoiding his gaze, and looked at their legs and feet touching each other.Before, he had clothes that were sent from home by the staff of the O Association, and they were thrown in the hospital.The packers were impatient, and it must have been dumped in whole from a closet; the red dress was also mixed in, wrinkled, and bundled up in a huge, ugly woven bag, and sent to the hospital.Ling Yanzhi didn't want to take it with him when he left here, because he meant to make a clean break; now he is locked in the research center of the affiliated hospital, but he turned it out in order to have a change of clothes, and piled them in a mess in the corner.

This room was temporarily changed from the observation room to him as a lounge; only a simple bunk bed was placed.Although there is a dedicated duty room and rest room, because he is the only OMEGA, for the sake of privacy and avoidance, everyone still let him have a room alone.Ling Yanzhi walked towards the messy bed, and the scattered clothes were piled up on it like a hill.He suddenly felt embarrassed because Fan Shu was following him, looking back and forth from his neck, as if curious: Ling Yanzhi knew that his housework was not very good, but he still tried his best. He tried his best to maintain a glamorous appearance.And this room is not the surface, it is like his dark and chaotic heart now, those clothes are colorful and messy past, spewing out from the open mouth of a big bag that was randomly collected.

"Don't look, just turn around."

Fan Shu responded, and he asked meaninglessly, "Then do I want to take it off?" Of course, without waiting for an answer, he began to take off his shirt, which was half hung up on his body, and his sweat-soaked tight vest was stained with water. Bleed into two colors inside and outside.He pulled it off, rolled it up again, and rubbed it randomly in the gully of his back. The two beautiful muscles showed scars like medals, and because of the upward lift, they suddenly tightened in the middle, and stretched out. A deep gully.

Ling Yanzhi rummaged through the past randomly, but he didn't know what he was looking for, he just looked at his back from the shadow reflected on the glass of the bookcase.This back view looks strange and familiar: it is clearly familiar, but it shows a strange sex appeal, and I clearly tell him not to look at it, but I look at it greedily.

But Fan Shu suddenly turned back, and their eyes collided with the glass.He was almost naked, wearing only a pair of underpants. "Haven't found it yet?" he asked, sounding expectant, without seeming to imply anything else.Ling Yanzhi was at a loss in a rare way, he knelt on the edge of the bed, in the middle of a large clump of colorful colors bursting from the dye of the clothes, like a pure white light spot where they converged. "What color do you prefer?"

Fan Shu was stopped by the question, he thought about it, and found that it seemed to be the first time he thought about this question.The color that a pure man should like is uniform.The favorite color of a determined ALPHA is also uniform.The color that a soldier wants to like is more uniform.When there are more identities, there is not even a right to choose.He suddenly found that trying those invisible identities was like trying different colors, looking for the boundary of existence.His eyes fell on the crumpled red dress.When Ling Yanzhi picked it up, he even felt that he was suffocating and his lower abdomen tightened. "……Can I?……"

"Okay, this waist is elastic... Maybe it can't be pulled up,... Wait a minute, you have to wear a BRA first to wear this..."

He also knelt into the color.The mattress was too soft, sinking deeply, and all the colors flooded up.Ling Yanzhi found out a set of black lace-trimmed underwear, which was translucent on the top and translucent on the bottom: something he liked in college, young and naive, aggressive in this way.Fan Shu held it in his hands but didn't know how to wear it. He raised his arms and hands obediently under the command like a toy, and let Ling Yanzhi adjust the straps, gather his chest muscles, and finally almost threw himself into his arms, wrapping his arms around the entire spine, wrapping around Go behind and snap the crossed shackles.The well-trained ALPHA's figure makes the stretchy silk satin straight, and even if you squeeze a little in the middle with your hands, an enviable deep groove will be drawn out.

Then there's those skinny thongs. "No, I'll tear it up." "It's okay, I won't wear this one anyway..." "...Can it fit?" "You're so proud? Do you underestimate the elastic spandex?" Dispute The existing rustic style in the room was torn off, and it was too hard to pop out from inside; Fan Shu blocked Ling Yanzhi's eyes with the palm of his hand, and turned his head to the other side. "I wear it, can't I wear it, don't stare, you can't help staring at me..." Ling Yanzhi turned his head cooperatively, "Who wants to see it?" But he brushed his eyelashes in the palm of his hand, blinking The ground was not closed, and the soft edge kept turning in the opposite direction.Looking through the gap between the palms, the edge of the skin turned out to be red. The man put it on in twos and threes. The thin fabric stretched across the muscular thighs tightly, and finally wrapped the position and accommodated the volume. , the sticky silver thread like spider silk spewed out from the transparent web at the tip of the head, forming a long trap for capture.

Finally, the patch of red was lifted and fell toward him from overhead.The fabric is a silky softness, a novel touch never before seen in men's clothing.The neckline inlaid with lace is not as soft as it looks, but it is like thin teeth biting the skin, grinding it restlessly with the movement.The back couldn't be fastened, so a whole piece of honey-colored skin was exposed, revealing the crossed shape of the shoulder straps, and the rotten red soft edges rolled to the sides, extending to the depths of the waist.

It turned out to be such a feeling.The bright and beautiful color rumbled in the ear, like strong wine, like a war song.The hemline is spilled, spreading in a full circle on top of all the colour.His clothes smelled of him, his scent smelled of his territory.Wearing it is like wearing his past, Fan Shu suddenly felt that he had traveled through time and space, and looked at the boy in the red dress who was fighting against the world alone, his blood and heartbeat were boiling in his body, countless unspeakable emotions The sourness overflowed from the throat to the eyes.

The voice seemed to come from afar:

But no shoes... need makeup?

Ok.

I didn't bring much...

...I do.

You have?

Well, for work, but also without color.

yes...

in that bag.

I didn't expect you to be very professional.

Am I really a professional?

Both of them laughed.

...do you feel all right?Don't you feel...disgusted?strangeness?Or is it purely for fun?

I love so much. ……And you?Do you like me like this?Still think it's weird and ugly...

Ling Yanzhi fell silent suddenly, and then took a step back.He suddenly and quickly pulled off the belt, and kicked off the trousers that covered the long legs, and the two slender legs were like moths struggling out of the cocoon.The state of Zhang Zhang is also clear at a glance, as if they have finally confessed to each other, revealing their original form.

Fan Shu couldn't take his eyes off, staring intently as if to confirm his influence on him.He just spread his legs wide and let him watch as he leaned over, making their bodies very close, their breathing was heavy, and their heartbeat was so loud that it could be heard through the skin.The soft brush is applied to the face, the eyelashes are thick and windy, and the end of the eye has a romantic line.It turns out that the most intimate and ambiguous thing in this world is sitting upright but not getting close, being intimate but not intimacy, just touching the sides of overlapping legs, smelling the moist breath with closed eyes, listening to the instructions in the ears and letting you go. Pick up, close your eyes and endure the itchy touch to scratch your eyebrows and nose, and let his subtle touches build the whole world; open your eyes and you can see the person you love, his face occupies the entire field of vision.

The last is lipstick, the bright red paste of the same color as the dress was applied to the lips, but Ling Yanzhi's hands seemed to be able to endure it to the limit, and for some reason began to tremble.Like a paintbrush drawing out the original boundary, he hastily stretched out his hand to wipe it: the red bloomed at the corner of his mouth along with the edge of his finger.When the skin touches, it feels like an electric shock, like a firecracker bursting suddenly at the junction of the fingertips and the skin, those long-forgotten pains and sensitivities suddenly come back, X shame and Y hope suddenly come back, a pot of ice water finally boils Open, scalding into limbs and bones.

When he reacted, he found that he was biting the red lips, like biting his past self; in the fierce kiss, he could taste the powdery greasy makeup, the fishy smell of saliva and the saltiness of tears .It's just a kiss, tense like a trembling musical string, and it's already sighing if no one fiddles with it.Countless colors were finally wedged and squeezed away, revealing the original white background; the leftover lipstick fell into the white snow, drawing a long bloodstain on it.He stretched out his hand abruptly, pushed down the object of his deep kiss, let him fall into the brand-new pure white, and then buried his head in the depths of the red skirt folds.