Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Cal opened his arms with a big smile, and Lex mistook Cal for a hug.

He did get a hug, and an unexpected kiss.

... Is Karl always so enthusiastic?Lex thinks he's been kissed dazedly like nothing he's ever experienced before, because Carl doesn't usually act this aggressively.

Now he knew what it was like to be hugged and kissed by a tall, strong, dominant boyfriend.

Carl's intrusion is sweet and omnipresent—he doesn't seem to intend to give Lex a chance to breathe.

The throat was sucked and licked together with the tongue, and the subtle numbness and pain came together with the feeling of suffocation, and Lex felt that it was difficult to move and breathless.

The docile concession didn't have the desired effect, it just made Carl press harder and harder, although Lex didn't want to admit it, but the reality was here: Carl kissed him until he couldn't breathe.

Damn it.Lex cursed with his remaining thoughts.He didn't expect that such a thing as being kissed until he almost fainted would really happen in reality.

Breathe through your nose, remember to take a breath, the bystanders put it lightly!As if they could keep their minds in this siege kiss, as if this sort of thing could be manipulated with reason.

They hadn't seen how ruthless Carl could be when he didn't want people to leave, and they didn't know how charming Carl's lips and arms were.

Lex hoped he wasn't acting too willing to die in the arms and kisses, well, maybe that was too much to ask, then he hoped he wasn't acting too emotional—fuck.Less realistic than the first requirement.

okay.Stop pretending.

There's no shame in admitting he's obsessed with his boyfriend, since Carl is just as infatuated with him anyway.

It's just... just too much, today, now, at this moment, this kiss is too much.

Lex had never been so conscious of the passage of time.

He heard the sound of thick water in his ears from teeth and bones, he felt the heat rising from his bloodshot face, he felt the soft breeze against all exposed skin.

He felt his heart beating faster and faster, so fast that it broke free from the blood vessels, jumped all the way to his mouth, and then melted in the fiery kiss between him and Karl, he felt the severe pain that only tortured, he felt He was delighted and relieved to see the hot, salty juices of his melting heart being swallowed down drop by drop.

He had never been so conscious of his love for Carl.

—and how he wanted to hurt him so much.

There has never been a kiss like this.

It's not that Karl is usually indifferent, but most of the time, Lex can feel that Karl is concerned about his friends' thoughts, and his behavior and actions are very restrained.

He'd smile at Lex, wink, stare into his pupils until someone interrupted, but never kissed so hot and sticky.In a way, Karl is quite reserved, and this kiss is something that happens in private.

Tony and Bruce are here, Carl thought, but it's okay, they'll just blur the kiss between Carl and Lex the way they used to blur the affair between Carl and Lex.

He hugs and kisses Lex with strength that almost rubs him into his bones, and if Carl can do anything to hurt Lex, it's the best he can do.

Almost extreme.

He counted Lex's heartbeat and pulse, listened to the faint sound of the other party's breath despite all his efforts, braked in time at the most critical moment, and did not let the matter develop to the point where everyone would be embarrassed.

Although Tony and Bruce are already very embarrassed.

Their positions are very interesting, Tony stands behind Lex, Bruce stands behind Carl, four people, three o'clock and one line, the scene is empty and there is nothing to divert their attention, Bruce puts his eyes on the person behind him pretending to be nonchalant On the plane, as if he had never seen this private jet that belonged to him, he was engrossed in admiring the spray paint on the outer layer of the plane.

As for Tony?Tony—well, retracting, Bruce is the only one embarrassed—because Tony is staring at Carl and Lex with his arms folded.

"Hey friends," he said, raising his voice, "I have a room here, and condoms and lube. Do you want to kiss and finish, or just come and have a kiss? Don't mind me, I don't mind borrowing a room For your use."

Bruce shifted his gaze to the plane's wing.

He suddenly realized that he had neglected his private jet too much.Seriously, is there any plane in the world with a fancier wing than this one?Absolutely not.No matter the arc or angle is impeccable, at least it can lead the trend for hundreds of years.

"We're done," Carl said quietly, with one arm half wrapped around Lex.

He answered lightly, as if he wasn't angry or shy about Tony's outrageous remarks... He was really different today, even Tony and Bruce noticed.

But no one bothered to point that out or say anything, not even Tony, the least winky.

"Come with me," Tony said.

He took Carl, Lex and Bruce into the outer area of ​​the office, found a seat and sat down first.Carl and Lex chose a small sofa, Bruce silently picked up a light office chair, and chose a place where Carl and Lex would not be disturbed and put the chair and himself.

"First of all, I am not here because of Tony's speech last night." Carl was the first to speak, and he looked at Tony with a faint look in his eyes. Pudu is about to forgive you, and I have nothing to say."

"You're not like Pep. I can see, little prince, that you're not angry at all," Tony said.

"I didn't get mad at you this time, and I won't get mad at you for the same reason in the future. When we first met, I knew how smart and stupid you really are," Carl said, "so I pretty much did too. Well, you will be mentally prepared to cause all kinds of trouble... I accept this, Nini, and I will protect you."

"Don't make me sound like a little girl! I'm already ashamed of you calling me a sissy!"

"We have more important things today." Carl ignored him, and he turned his eyes to Bruce who was silently observing Tony's office, "It's been almost a month since the four of us got together last time, guys, Paige is still waiting for good news from us."

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and then everyone gave an affirmative answer.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Carl asked softly, "Well, we do need to wait for someone. Nini, where does the captain live now?"

Steve is working on televisions in his apartment.

Compared with the world during World War II, modern society has changed too much, and everything is different from what he is familiar with.

The new world has become very convenient. The higher the level of technology, the smarter and easier to operate various household appliances and facilities will be designed. Everything is fool-like and can be done with just a few buttons. The use of each button has a detailed instruction manual for notes.

But Steve still wasn't used to using them.

He's not stupid at all, and he can read the instructions that are so detailed that he can't wait to teach him how to do each step. He just... isn't used to them, doesn't like them, and if he can, he will avoid using them as much as possible .

Maybe, as Tony sneered, he's an old ice cube, old-fashioned, only in harmony with the junk of the last century.

He also knew in his heart where the problem was.

The problem was with himself, he never said, but he did miss his own time, things that happened to him months ago but actually happened decades ago, and things that should have been Comrades who should have fought shoulder to shoulder with him, but are actually dying or lying in a coffin.

That's not how it should be.Steve was prepared the moment he joined the army to give his all for the great peace and freedom that he could die in war, or be crippled, lose an arm or two, a leg or two, a One eye, worse paralysis is not out of the question.

He needs to join a group of people as young as him to kill another group of people as young as him, and he needs to get used to the fact that his comrades who talked about the little girl he likes yesterday will turn into cold corpses the next day.He needs to live through the cruelest thing in the world, and bear the psychological pain that this event may bring him for decades-if he still has decades-to come.

But he didn't expect the reality to be like this. He didn't die, but woke up again after decades of sleep.

Like a resurrected ghost.

Everyone he knew was gone, and it was only Bucky, which comforted Steve a little.

Even though Bucky doesn't remember him at all, the fact that best brother lives next door does a good job of calming Steve down.He tried not to recall the past, but focused on the future, exercising, going to the supermarket regularly to buy things, preparing three meals a day for himself, and reading all kinds of news in the newspaper.

Regularity and repetition quiet the mind.

The U.S. military has not come to him until now, but Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., has contacted him. However, Steve is very sensitive to understand the other party's embarrassment from Fury's praise and high hat. The scrutiny and lukewarm attitude have never been there since he became "Captain America", but they still leave a deep impression on him.

He bluntly expressed his desire to retire. Fury did not agree. He only said that the upper management was still in a meeting to vote. Steve fully understood the prudence of these people.

After all, today, when "Captain America" ​​is portrayed by the government as a perfect national hero, his resurrection affects many things.

But these things are not as important as the TV set he is working on now.

Because after so many days, Bucky finally took the initiative to knock on the door.

Although the first sentence is to ask him: "Can you tune the TV?"