Interstellar Food God [System]

Luke felt the flames burning in his head, almost exploding.Jerry twisted a few times uncomfortably, and his clothes were parted further to the sides, revealing a small waist, and he hugged Luke in a daze: "Hot..."

Luke was stiff as a statue, wanting to pull away, wanting to touch him, and finally, like rusty gears stuck, he heard the creaking sound inside him of the struggle.

Jerry pulled an arm out of his shirt recklessly, hugged Luke's neck, and his upper body was tightly seamed and attached to Luke's body.Luke couldn't help but look down at him, Jerry's flushed chest was rubbing against his shirt, gradually swelling, and a certain part of Luke also rose uncontrollably, so hard that he almost ached.

Luke hugged him as if bewitched, stroking his back and hair, more and more forcefully and lovingly, he could hardly control himself, and there was a trace of unconcealable tenderness in his hoarse voice: "What are you doing? Don't... like this. "

Jerry got up from his arms, cupped his face, looked at him for a long time like fascinated drunkenly, leaned over as if to kiss him, but missed his head, and his lips brushed his cheek.

Luke seemed to be on fire, and tremblingly pushed Jerry away: "What are you doing?" He suddenly felt aggrieved, and even spoke a little fiercely, "Look clearly, it's me! It's not Robert, it's not someone else." Those people... are me..."

Jerry didn't want to leave him at all, so he immediately hugged him up again, and pressed him on the bed like a mountain crushing him. He unbuttoned him eagerly and impatiently with his fingers, then lost his patience, tore it hard, and pushed his shirt up in a mess. Showing a strong chest.For a moment, Jerry seemed to be admiring and stunned, panting heavily for a moment, then suddenly bent down and kissed him indiscriminately like a storm.

Luke's sanity blew up with a bang, and there was an instinctive "this is not right!" panic, trying to push him: "Do you know what you are doing? Don't do this, Jerry..." But Jerry kissed all the way to Next, untie his belt... He finally couldn't control himself anymore, turned over abruptly, pulled Jerry up, almost pinched his neck and stared at him, his eyes bloodshot.

Who is Jerry looking at and kissing?Luke thought, but he was too drunk to come up with a result.

When he realized it, he had blocked Jerry's lips.

Jerry immediately responded to him enthusiastically, as if he had been suppressed for a long time, and finally broke out, so intense that it was almost romantic.

Luke completely forgot about everything else, and rubbed Jerry's exposed body vigorously, becoming more and more unsatisfied. He quickly tore off Jerry's shirt, tore off his pants, and touched all the way down, before suddenly regaining consciousness.

He pressed Jerry hard, and while kissing his body, he thought vaguely: what am I doing?

Are you dreaming?

I'm... dreaming.

He has had too many dreams like this, and finally got a reasonable explanation, so he hugged Jerry in his arms and kissed him indulgently, and "dreamed" with ease.

I like him.Luke thought this way in the ups and downs of desire, and his heart began to ache.

the next day.

Luke sat on a chair three or five meters away from the bed, opened the window to let in the cold wind, and felt that even in the arctic blizzard, the shock and panic in his heart would not be blown away.

On the wide bed, Jerry exposed half of his body, with disheveled blond hair, a trace of grievance and pain between his brows, and dried tears at the corners of his eyes, all over his body... as if he had been abused, with red marks and blue marks all over him, looking obscene One by one extravagant and brutal.

Luke wanted to tuck him in, but he didn't dare to lean in. He hugged his head, feeling like the world was being destroyed.

What did he do? !

It's over, it's over.

For the first hour, he thought so.

For the second hour he thought: Maybe Jerry wouldn't hate him so much...?But now they can't get along no matter what, why did he allow himself to get drunk and do such a thing? !

In the third hour, he recalled that Jerry seemed to be with Robert, and he began to fantasize about the two of them chasing him together, thinking that it would be better to kill himself first, thinking about the possibility of gnawing his wrist off with his teeth.

In the fourth hour, he gradually calmed down, and finally went to cover the quilt tightly for Jerry, who had a bit of snot from the cold, stood by the bed and looked at the person he had liked for almost his whole life, thinking bitterly: Is it possible... ...does he like me too?

Maybe it's because Mr. Jerry is so sleepy, so he has enough time to find arguments for this one; maybe it's because he has passed more than ten years "Does he like me? Does he not like me? His behavior is Do you like me? What will happen if I confess my love?" and other psychological struggles, so countless theoretical supports were developed rapidly.

For example, Jerry has always had a good relationship with him. It can be said that the two are best friends.For example, Jerry likes to be intimate with him, and sometimes he even thinks that Jerry wants to kiss him.For example, in his hazy memory, it seems that Jerry took the initiative yesterday. He was teased until he couldn't stand it, so he took the initiative, and then poured out the emotions that had been suppressed for many years, resulting in a big accident. disaster.

Although Jerry may not even know who he is, after all, he is a flirtatious man, and maybe...has a lot of similar sex.

But Luke didn't want to think that way, he didn't want to push himself into this painful corner.

So he chose a more painful, even sad direction of thinking.

He thought: What if?

In this way, Luke hopelessly raised a small and humble hope, and waited anxiously from early morning until noon, like a car that accidentally touched someone else's car, and is still waiting to compensate the owner Such a bad guy - after all, he can't leave a note with his phone number and leave like other good guys.

"I accidentally put you to sleep, please contact me when you wake up, Luke"...Isn't this the fuck?

And Jay Lai's habit of getting out of bed, King Ray, prolongs Luke's pain and hope even more.

Jerry felt the sun dimly at first, and then fell into a semi-conscious and semi-conscious state, until he felt a tearing pain when he stretched his legs...

He let out a cry—weakened by confusion, as if moaning, the hairs on Luke's back immediately stood up one after another, almost as if electrified, making him jump up and down like an electrified toy zombie , stumbled to Jerry's bed, almost crashed to death on Jerry's solid wood bed with three kowtows and nine kowtows, finally raised his head, and met Jerry's bewildered green eyes with painful tears.

For a moment, Luke almost forgot what he was doing, and wondered: Is the color more emerald or emerald?

Then I thought I was probably crazy.

"Luke..." Jerry vaguely recognized him, got up uncomfortably, and pulled the wound again, Luke quickly came to help him with guilt and distress, Jerry gritted his teeth, leaned against him and gradually regained consciousness , I have also tasted it.

Although he hadn't had a similar experience before, but looking at the bruises on his body, and the indescribable sourness in an indescribable part, he was probably... being fucked by someone.

For a while, Jerry didn't know if he didn't wake up, or he didn't think that the culprit would be the one he trusted. Even if he appeared at his bedside early in the morning, he felt comfortable and suitable. Luke, who was not surprised at all, only felt pain Forbearance, full of grief and indignation, yelled: "Who—? Who fucked up...?!"

He didn't even have the nerve to say the word "I", but the sound was earth-shattering, enough to linger for three days. Luke was so frightened that he almost sat down on the ground, and even forgot to answer in an instant: Me.

Luke thought blankly: Jerry doesn't even remember, and he didn't realize last night that he was the one he seduced.

Thinking of this, his humble hope began to shatter, and his heart seemed to be torn apart bit by bit.

Jerry's anger dissipated with a voice, and then he saw the kiss mark on Luke's neck. Looking again, he was also scratched bright red behind his ear, and his first reaction was: Luke also had sex with someone. Already in bed?The second reaction is: what? !The 30-year-old virgin in their family, a senior magician, his sweetheart Luke actually slept with someone else? !The third reaction is: with whom? !

Lying... trough?

"I...with..." Jerry stammered as if struck by lightning, "with you...no...we...are we..."

He was in complete confusion and his eyes were full of terror.

Luke's mood fell to the bottom in an instant, thinking: Jerry's reaction must not be that he likes him.

In an instant, that little bit of hope suddenly turned into despair like a mountain high like a sponge soaked in water, and it fell down with a bang, pressing him down like a monkey grandson thousands of years ago, his liver and gallbladder were torn, and his internal organs were shattered. Absolutely, his mind went blank, and he almost opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

It's over.he thinks.

sorry.Luke's mouth said that he was in so much pain that he was so numb that he couldn't use any strength and couldn't even breathe out.

Jerry was stunned. After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a sentence: They actually did it, and Luke was... quite fierce?

Rather shamelessly, he began to reminisce about the feeling on his body, scratching his heart and lungs to remember the process of last night, and recall whether he had a good time.

Before he could accept this fact, Luke, who got up more than four hours earlier than him, had already begun to state his crimes in a hoarse voice: "Sorry, I'm drunk, it's all my fault, you want to beat me Well, sue me, no matter how you punish me, I will not complain." He paused, not only pleaded guilty, but also prepared to obey the law, "If you don't punish me in the future, I will never appear in the In front of you, I... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

He rested his head on the side of the bed, his back arched into a mountain of determination, firmness, stubbornness, and silence, and there were still red scratches on the back of his collar, revealing the passion that had once endured death.

Jerry quickly understood him subconsciously, and his heart sank: "What do you mean?"

He didn't know how to react, he just felt sad and angry, as if he was masturbating, but the other party had already refused.Jerry's body hurts everywhere now, and everywhere he looks shows the excitement of last night. As a result, he concluded that it was "very violent", but the other party's conclusion was "no longer appearing in your eyes." before"?

What's the matter?Run after sleep?

His thoughts were chaotic, gradually like an ebbing tide, revealing the question he most wanted to know: "You slept with me...why?" He took a deep breath, "Why did you sleep with me?"

It cannot be said that it was because he was drunk. If he was really drunk, he would not have the ability to commit crimes.As the saying goes, sex after drinking is an excuse.Thinking about it, Jerry felt a little excited. He felt that there was only one answer: he had the intention to commit the crime before drinking, and the alcohol was just fueling the fire.

Inexplicably, Jerry also raised a glimmer of hope, thinking that he was right, not to mention that even if he didn't like that much before, he had done everything, and he should show some love.Even if he is not the active party, the experience is not bad.

It's a pity that Luke was already desperate, he just lowered his head and remained silent.

Jerry waited and waited, his heart turned cold, as if he had been insulted, he grabbed Luke by the collar: "Say it."

His tone finally began to ask questions. Luke felt that he deserved to die. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "I can do anything you want, I..." He thought of the god damn Robert, and felt sad, "I won't let anyone knew."

Jerry felt that this was completely different from what he had expected, and he didn't understand why the two of them were still in this state after sleeping. Even if his generation of lovers had never done the following, it would not be possible for people to show such bitter and bitter expressions afterwards Bar? !

He suddenly understood: Luke really doesn't want this, there must be some other reason, he doesn't like himself.

Jerry lost all strength at once. He felt so sore that he couldn't even grab Luke's collar, and he became bitter: "I haven't done this with anyone else. Luke, actually..." He mustered Courage, planning to be shameless, one last fight, "I was last night, no, I wanted to tell you a month ago..."

But he couldn't continue. Although he sometimes looked shameless, he actually had a strong self-esteem. Luke's performance made him feel humiliated. He couldn't say these words at all, and even felt a bit cheap.

how so?he thought sadly.

After a while, Luke stood up slowly, wiped his face vigorously, said "I'm sorry" several times in a low voice, and walked towards the door with his head down.

He couldn't stay any longer, and he found it extremely difficult to breathe in the room where the two of them had reached the closest relationship, and now everything was over.

"Luke!" Jerry was startled and angry, and wanted to get out of bed but was in severe pain, "Come back!"

Luke understood without a teacher what it means to be bleeding and just want to escape.

"Stop!" Jerry finally struggled to get out of bed, rushed out of the door, saw Luke sprinting out downstairs with his head sullen, burst out, and shouted, "Please tell me clearly! Otherwise, if you leave this door now, you Why don't you ever come back to see me!"

Luke stopped abruptly, and for a split second Jerry thought he was going to look back at him, or at least make a noise.He didn't understand where Luke was wronged, could he be more wronged than him?And he had some kind of hope again, feeling that as long as the two of them talked, even with this fact and Luke's responsibility, he could get what he wanted.

But Jerry hesitated at that moment, realizing that his idea seemed a little shameless.

Luke glanced back at him while he was in a daze.

That look was deep, as if bleeding could be engraved, as if he wanted to use all his strength to remember the person in front of him, and he would never see him again.

If that look is condensed into substance, it is probably called despair.

Luke lowered his head and quickly walked out the door.