[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

Jack met the butler Lai Fujie again at the door of Carl's room. He looked at the old butler with complicated eyes, but Lai Fujie's attitude towards him was completely determined by Carl's attitude towards Jack.When the butler Lai Fujie thought that Jack was Karl's rival in love, he looked at it with contempt. Now seeing his master treat Jack kindly, Lai Fujie treated Jack very respectfully.

"Leverage, it's very kind of you to come, bring me some bottles of the strongest liquor in my collection, tequila, whiskey, vodka will do. Oh, by the way, don't wake me up tomorrow morning, Jack and I plan to Get drunk." Carl's smile became gentle again, but his tone of voice seemed a little passionate.

"Yes, master, I will bring the wine right away." Lai Fujie was very reliable in his work, and Karl's male master bedroom was soon filled with bottles of treasured spirits.

Carl lifted the bottle cap without hesitation, and the room was filled with the aroma of wine in an instant: "Jack, cheers for the carnival night just now."

Carl and Jack chatted with each other, and after a while, Jack drank most of the bottle of whiskey under Carl's skillful persuasion.The boy's face turned red, and the pink color slowly eroded his entire young and handsome cheeks, and his eyes also became foggy.Carl held Jack in his arms behind him, and he blew close to Jack's ear. The boy just curled up his neck and smiled mischievously, his eyes were slack, and he had no focus at all.

"Jack, Jack, are you drunk?" The smile on Carl's face became more and more gentle. He helped Jack lie on his back to put on, and picked the boy's buttons one by one with his fingers.Carl said softly: "Honey, I put your clothes on for you five hours ago, of course I should take them off for you now."

"...Uh, huh? Carl? It's a bit hot in the room, can you open the window?" Jack half-closed his eyes, his arms stretched out in the air and waving wildly.

Carl held Jack's palm and pressed the boy's arm back on the bed. He kissed Jack's ear lightly and didn't forget to explain—or cover up—his behavior: "Is it still hot? Let me help you take off your clothes , I have opened the window, can't you feel it?"

"...Huh? Then, just... take off your clothes!" Jack was pressed by Carl's arm, but he still struggled a few times on the bed, and found that he couldn't move. He murmured to himself: "It's still very It's hot, shouldn't it be April now? It's so hot..."

"Yes, it's hot, can I take off your shirt for you too?"

Carl's fingers rested on the buckle of Jack's belt, and he flicked it lightly, and the belt snapped open with a click.Carl reached out and pulled the hem of the shirt out of the suit pants. He unbuttoned it slowly, and with an expression of enjoyment at the corner of his mouth, he peeled Jack out of the shirt from bottom to top.

The slender waist is not as soft as a woman's, with faint muscular lines emerging on it, and the chest that has just grown up is slightly thin but also very broad.Carl's eyes glowed as he stared at Jack's collarbone, which curved gracefully into his arm and joined the boy's strong arm.

Cal leaned over Jack, propping himself up with one hand while reaching for the boy's trousers with the other, freeing him completely from the wrapping of his clothes.Carl was amazed by the flesh his hands had touched, and then Carl laughed.What a go-getter kid who just doesn't wear underwear because he didn't have any underwear for him?

"Uh, ha... um~" Carl held the boy and stroked it gently, a series of nasal sounds immediately entered Carl's ears, Carl smiled and kissed the boy's neck, just as Carl imagined, no , feeling much better than he imagined.

Carl took Jack's Adam's apple in his mouth and sucked. It was impossible for Jack to move, his limbs were firmly pressed down by Carl.Carl left fiery kisses along Jack's body. He sighed regretfully, and finally controlled his strength without leaving any marks on the boy.

Carl savored the taste of the boy, and never gave up rubbing him with his hands. The intermittent moans and gasps echoed in the spacious male master bedroom, intertwined into a charming atmosphere.Jack let out a high-pitched cry at last, and then he looked into the dimly lit room with blurry eyes.

"Go to sleep, there's nothing wrong." Carl's clean palm covered Jack's eyes, covering the last light in the boy's eyes, and then rubbed his slimy palm against the sheet.Jack made a few indistinct sounds before turning over and hugging the quilt and fell asleep.

Karl stood up with a wry smile. His little blond boy felt better, but he himself felt even more uncomfortable. The boy's blue eyes with tears in his eyes looked at him so mischievously and beggingly just now, and he... Karl gave up on this delicious food The good opportunities I got are just to have more good opportunities in the future.

Drunkenness, chaos, sex, what a wonderful vocabulary~

Carl stood in the bathroom, turning the cold water on full blast.The cold water washed away the manic thirst in Carl's body, but he felt extremely refreshed in his heart. The best way to deal with a warm and cheerful gentleman like Jack is to feel guilty.What Karl wants is not just one night of passion, he wants this boy to sit beside him with a hearty smile for the rest of his life, and their happy together is the final ending.

Carl stepped out and turned off the water valve, and showed a determined smile in front of the full-length mirror, and then twisted a few bloody marks on the skin of his neck behind him.Carl walked out of the bathroom. He hugged the sleeping boy on the bed. He kissed the boy's lips hard. The boy also responded. Their lips and tongues were intertwined. The boy suddenly turned over and pressed Carl's body.

Carl raised his eyebrows high, it seemed that his little boy's private life was much messier than he thought...

When there is time later, Carl decides to have a good discussion with Jack about what it means to be loyal to each other—in the way Carl likes, for example, on the bedsheets, or on the carpet, or on the terrace...

Jack caressed Carl's body, and made a vague sound once, and then he half-pressed Carl and fell into a deep sleep.Karl pulled out his pocket watch to check the time, and then closed his eyes. Even at this time, Karl did not forget to put thick clothes within easy reach. He decided to get up early tomorrow.

Carl lay down for a while and sat up. He smiled slyly, punched the corner of Jack's mouth, and rubbed the boy's blood on the bed sheet.The boy let out a low whimper of pain. He was more drunk than Karl had imagined.After doing all this, Karl finally closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Nothing is more important than sleep, and Carl has a tough fight tomorrow morning.