kiss Me

"Is it a hickey, you'll know if you try it..."

When he said this, he deliberately prolonged the ending, and spit it out sticky, much like a somewhat absurd kiss, the "mua" that gently explodes on a person's cheek in a fairy tale play.

But his hair was dyed flaxen, wrapped in fluffy curls and fell down, making his skin look whiter. He is well-behaved and innocent, and what he does has nothing to do with romance. He flirts softly like a small animal—like a fox living inside. The obedient kitten, waving its big fluffy tail, comes up to him, with a layer of soft and harmless filter, even if what it says or does is beyond the line, it still makes people unconsciously soft-hearted, go find it for him A reason for self-deception.

For example, it was wrong for me to leave a hickey while someone was asleep, and I should be punished and retaliated. For example, if I just stamped it in a small way, it will pass soon, so it doesn't hurt to bear it.

So there was a moment of silence, and Qin Shu gently rubbed his hair to show his tacit approval.

Lin Wu seemed to smile, raised his hand to unbutton his clothes, deliberately slowed down the simple movements, as if paving the way for something to come, until the fourth button was unbuttoned, the youth's clear collarbone and large His chest was completely exposed before he lowered his head and rubbed the depression between the clavicles on both sides with the bridge of his nose.

Like a soft-hearted vampire, a young demon with scruples.

"Brother," he said softly in a volume that only each other could hear clearly, "did I ever say that I like your not so straight look very much."

The slightly sweaty and tousled forehead hair during exercise, the impatience that flashed through his eyes when his glasses were tilted by a certain kiss, and now that the shirt is unbuttoned, the word scum is suffixed after being gentle, which is really appropriate.

Qin Shu didn't speak, and quietly looked down at his drooping eyelashes, watching the ray of sunlight dripping down the eyelashes from the gap, thinking that "not so upright" is already very big compared to the desires in his heart. It was upright and pure.

"Strawberries can't be left on the neck. It's dangerous if it's close to the arteries," Lin Wu told him endlessly, while opening his open collar further until the position of the heart was exposed. Satisfied and stopped, "What about the heart? I don't know..."

The first kiss fell on his heart, he was like a disciple who was familiar with tricks in the romantic storybook, he said that he would "try" to compare the hickey marks, but he was not in a hurry to leave marks, that's all Kissed tenderly, until the tip of the tongue touched the collarbone, and then licked meaningfully, like a preview.

If it were someone else, he would probably be confused by his tricks, but Qin Shu is not someone else after all. Even if he leaned there disheveled and completely deprived of the initiative, he remained calm as usual, like an outsider watching coldly. There is even room for distraction to think that if he is teased and then responds correctly, it is also a part of the evaluation of love, and he may get zero points.

Lin Wu stopped, raised his eyelids and looked at him, the smile in his eyes flickered away, returning to his eyes like overflowing sunlight - he was thinking that every time this time, his brother's fake gentle and elegant appearance would show. Flaws, revealing the true coldness and indifference inside, so attractive.

The tingling sensation caused by sucking the kiss suddenly exploded in the next second, Qin Shu still couldn't help frowning, and the dark displeasure in his heart rose silently, as if trying to grab the cold tide of his reason.

He exhaled slowly, spit out the restless and turbid desire, restrained the urge to hold the child's shoulders and turn back, leaving more traces on that white body, raised his head as if seeking clarity, and pressed against the cold wall behind him , I feel like a person walking in a dark prison, too cold and too unreliable, it seems that the cold walls are warm, it is an absurd dependence.

The fox still knew that he would stop when he was ready, so he stopped quickly, stepped back a little, and looked down at the hickey mark he had left—the sunlight came in from the half window on the top of the wall, and fell on the young man's neck impartially , put a small group of blood stains on the filter, showing a light red like overexposure and distortion.

"It's very similar to the one on my face." At this time, he became serious again, as if the hickey was just an experiment from beginning to end, "but it seems too shallow..."

"Brother, how hard did you work last night?"

The words have come to this point, and the positions of each other are clear enough. Qin Shu knows that he has seen through, and has no intention of defending in vain. He is already prepared to be "tortured", but he did not expect the question to stop here. It is more like questioning than questioning The flirting was irrelevant, so he raised his eyebrows in surprise, raised his hand to caress his cheek, rubbed the small mark with his fingertips, and asked without answering, "Why don't you ask me why?"

"Adults have to learn to leave room for each other," the little fox laughed, turning his head and rubbing his palms. "Sometimes the result is more important than the reason—I'm not a child anymore, am I?"

The smile spread from the end of the sentence to his eyes, Qin Shu met his gaze, and finally saw how the sunlight fell into his eyes, mixed into the cunning and clear sea, showing a bewitching and bright texture.

"Really?" Qin Shu was thoughtful, silent for a moment, as if he had drawn some conclusions from the several seconds of staring at each other, and said softly, "Then I will only answer your last question."

The little fox blinked: "Huh?"

The next second his wrist was held by someone, Qin Shu pulled him closer, opened his two buttons with downcast eyes, and gently tore off the loose tie, his movements were as delicate as dismantling a present—then As if practicing his scientific popularization rigorously, he lowered his head and left a mark on his collarbone, and his tone was as calm as stating the conclusion of an experiment: "Probably so hard."

"It hurts so much," Lin Wu didn't realize what he was doing, his fox-like eyes narrowed, and he complained half-truthfully, with a satisfied smile, "But...brother, what you wanted to do last night should be more than that Bar."

The white fingertips touched the side of the face, and nodded next to the dark brown marks that had already settled down: "Would you like to try it now?"

Qin Shu's hand holding his wrist tightened for a moment, and then loosened quickly - he was thinking that this scene seemed familiar, the last time was the night of the welcome party, in a hidden corner far away from the crowd, Lin Wu whispered in his ear, you can Kiss me the way you like.

He thought that Lin Wu had seen through, at least partially, his true face.

Then find a good excuse for him, leave enough room for the wisher to take the bait-this is the real purpose.

The boy's collar was still open, and the tie with bright and exaggerated patterns hung loosely, making the small piece of skin under the neckline appear cleaner and fairer, showing a silky soft texture in the sun, silently luring him to fall - temptation He went to continue the unfinished experiment, seducing his sadistic desire and the dark ghost in his heart, both of which were at the same time, and the two sides were about to be torn apart.

In the end it was rationality that prevailed - he heard himself asking softly, is it okay.

Can you test the feasibility of the symbiosis of love and tenderness when you are awake, and reveal a part of your true nature without disappointing, restless, or even fearing you?

"Push me away if you don't like it," he said softly when he raised his hand to cover Lin Wu's eyes, "If you mind, you can stop at any time."

The boy's blinking eyelashes swept across his palm, showing silent connivance.

What happened later was stretched very long, exposed to their own sunlight, like a vulgar movie played slowly frame by frame, or a vulgar passage in an elegant script.

The line of sight was gently deprived, and one hand was also held. Qin Shu only left him the freedom to refuse, but left no room for him to respond, cater to or turn against the customer—this kind of control is so cunning, Everyone knows that he is the only one who will not refuse.

He thought that Qin Shu really deserved to be a top student, the one who was the best at acting with a mask on, and even the gentleness he treated the experimental subjects was so real, much better than his unruly sucking and biting.

But it soon became apparent to him that this might not be just a play on the spot.

Another button was picked, and both hands of the other party were used to control him, so there was only one way to untie the button——Qin Shu would turn his head slightly, bite the pearly button, or Touching it with the tip of the tongue, a person who is usually as gentle as jade is probably very comfortable doing these intimate things, without the slightest hint of romance.

But the breath sweeping across his skin was warm, hotter than usual, far from the coldness imagined.

He finally couldn't help it, lowered his head slightly as if cheating, and looked down from the narrow space under the opponent's palm, trying to see exactly which mask Qin Shu was using to treat him, which made the unfamiliar tenderness seem so real.

In the next second, he crashed into those eyes—he didn't expect Qin Shu to look up at him in the interval between kisses, and there was something almost heavy in his eyes that made him breathless. The deep affection that came, or other focused emotions that could be mistaken for deep affection, just entangled him without warning, causing the fantasy and reality to disintegrate at the same time.

The pampering sobriety he had maintained all along suddenly collapsed.

So the initiative was reversed, and he was still willing to become the one being controlled after all.

The hickey spread from the chest all the way to the side of the collarbone, and then sank into the neck, but the part that could not be covered by the collar was avoided. Obviously, there was consideration—the "violent" was patient from the beginning to the end, and the large murder scene The hickey-like hickey was dismantled into several gentle sections, and the hand holding the other's wrist bone moved down a little at some point, and turned into a gesture of interlocking fingers, like a silent comfort.

But whether appeasement will work is another matter.

Lin Wu was bitten by him so that his breath trembled, and he called his brother intermittently, but he was still stubborn and refused to say no. His trembling eyelashes made his palms itch, and the warm tide spread out, wet It reminded him of the same wet eyes of the other party in a certain scene, dark blue like the sea, and a pool of spring water that was disturbed.

Qin Shu thought it was time to see it, so he gave it up, taking advantage of the current situation that could still be called romantic, teetering on the verge of falling into the trap of abuse—but when he caught a glimpse of the Adam's apple restlessly rolling on the slender neck, he got extra thoughts, and sneaked together Go up and lick lightly on that small protrusion like taking care of prey.

"Brother..." The boy's voice suddenly changed, and his voice was cut off by a gasp, revealing a hoarse and fragile feeling, "I said I can't, um, I can't bite my neck..."

Realizing that he had lost his composure, he still made up for it jokingly: "Although it's good to die in your arms, I still want to—hmm."

The inappropriate words were interrupted by a kiss, a very gentle touch and parting kiss on his lips.

This was the first time Qin Shu kissed him completely spontaneously.

When his vision recovered, he was still a little dazed, and the clear sunlight shone down, making his eye sockets sore.

Qin Shu didn't give him a chance to see the miserable state of his body. He straightened his collar for him with lowered eyes, and re-buttoned the unbuttoned clothes one by one. His movements were meticulous and thoughtful, which was very different from the appearance at the bar that day. .

——The words spoken are completely different.

After tidying up, he lowered his body, leaned close to the child's ear and said softly: "Of course my brother wants to do more than that, but there are surveillance here, and the rest is not suitable for people to see."

As soon as Lin Wu's shoulders stiffened, his ears turned hopelessly red, and he buried himself in the hollow of his shoulders like a fool, called bro in a muffled voice, paused for a while, and then called his name again, but he couldn't say anything after all. Words of substance.

Subtly pull back a victory.Qin Shu just smiled, rubbed the back of his neck to comfort him, and his tone returned to his usual gentleness, a hypocrite who was blunt and bright: "I thought you would like this."

"I like it." Lin Wu couldn't stand him calling himself "brother", and teased him with that kind of tone between joking and seriousness. It took him a long time to recover, thinking that he should pursue something else, "but Who did you learn from..."

Qin Shu straightened up, looked down at him, his lips were unnaturally red, which made him look a lot more real—along with the swaying smile in his eyes that concealed some vivid emotions: "You .”

He thought the sun had set, falling into Qin Shu's eyes for the first time, illuminating the long lonely darkness after illuminating the mask, and outlining a clear outline, it was his shadow.

——"I don't know why, but at that moment, I suddenly had the idea of ​​kissing him."