dress as hades

The faint blue light quietly penetrated through the window, pulling out a water-like luster on the ground.

The extremely wide bed in the middle of the bedroom was tightly covered by a black bed net.Occasionally, some voices came from inside, and the air was filled with emotion.Suddenly, a thin, cold, white hand dripping with sweat stretched out from the bed, grasping the dark curtain as if holding back something.Then he was forcibly grabbed by the other hand and pulled back into the tent.Immediately afterwards, I heard a hum that was blurted out because it exceeded the bottom line of endurance. There was no hidden extreme pleasure in the slight trembling.

Tartarus stopped his movements, and did not withdraw from Hades' body. He still had a feeling of dizziness after the eruption in his mind. He never knew that j□j entanglement could be so intoxicating.Staring at Hades's drenched eyebrows, Tartarus asked in a low voice; "Hades, are you okay?"

As a man, he never thought that there would be such a day. After bearing the desires of other men and confirming his relationship with Tartarus, Hades occasionally felt a little unbelievable.But at this moment, he doesn't feel any shame or humiliation, the God who is in harmony with him is in his body, contained by him, blending with each other, the pleasure in the body and the closeness of the soul.However, the male body is not naturally suitable for this behavior, so it made Hades feel a little uncomfortable. He was silent for a while, half-closed his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse because of the long jj, "It's okay."

Tartarus stretched and pressed his body slightly, and then turned over in a connected posture, so that he was at the bottom and Hades was at the top.

Hades snorted because of his sudden movement, and felt that the artifacts in his body had entered deeper, and became a little ready to move.

Tartarus chuckled, "Hades, do it again?"

Hades pursed his lower lip and did not answer. He just stretched out his hand to support the bed, and slowly moved away from his body. With his movements, the dense black hair was pulled out from the pile of gray and black intertwined hair. , Gently brushed the two gods.With a little caution, he withdrew from the half-hard object in his body. The strange and never-before-seen touch made Hades feel a little unnatural.Maintaining his usual expression, Hades reached out to pick up a dark robe and put it on casually.

Hades looked at j□j lying on the bed, staring at him intently, without a trace of uncomfortable god, "Tartaros, even a god, excessive indulgence is not good."

His eyes glanced at his high spirits that he didn't know when he had become passionate, and Hades's face was calm, "I'm going to take a bath first, Tartarus, you can deal with it yourself."

Hades tied the knot around his waist casually, lifted the bed curtain and went to take a bath.

Tartarus didn't move all the time, watching him get up, watching him slowly getting dressed, the body that had tasted the jjj between the two gods had long been aroused, longing for the only thing in front of him that could calm him down God.However, he didn't move.When Hades was dressing just now, although he tried his best to maintain calm, he still let him see a little stagnation in him.With the system of the gods, sex is not something they can't bear, but their sex is obviously more tiring for Hades.Close your eyes tightly, trying to calm the tumbling desire.

Now this situation is obviously not suitable for taking a bath together.

When Tartarus came out, he saw Hades standing on the corridor of the temple.It was already snowing outside, and the temple was not shielded. Large flakes of snow fluttered and fell slowly from the sky.

Hades was wearing a cold gray robe, standing under the eaves, some snowflakes accidentally fell on him.Obviously the gods would never be afraid of such coldness, for some reason, Tartarus suddenly felt that he was very cold.

Hades turned around when he heard his footsteps.Seeing a thick long cloak falling on him, he looked at Tartarus slightly suspiciously, he didn't feel cold.

Tartarus helped him wrap it up tightly, and the edge of the cloak was surrounded by long black hair, which made his face more cool and graceful.He didn't speak, and his brows and eyes softened at this moment, revealing a slight reluctance.For this beloved god, he couldn't bear to have anything wrong with him.

Hades twitched his brows, but he could sense his hidden emotions.I couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was in my heart, and watched him silently buttoning up the cloak with a brooch.He took the hand he wanted to retract, and held it, blocked by the warm cloak.My own cold physique is very warm when I lean against him.

Tartarus let him move, stretched out his other hand, and brushed his fingers over Hades' neck. There was a trace of expression there, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

Hades was a little helpless, but also a little indulgent. He found the traces here when he just took a bath.Thinking of their indulgence before, even when the waiter came to greet them during the weekday work, Hades had no time to say anything, and Tartarus asked people to leave directly.Just blindly pulling himself, entangled wantonly and frantically.

Hades paid attention to the time and found that it was still early, and there was still some time before work. Since it was already a day late, it would not hinder this time.

Pulling Tartarus out of the eaves, leaving footprints on the snow one by one, "Tartaros, walk with me."