【Group Cool】Dis Aliter Visum

Kuroro hung dangerously there, his left side barely caught in the middle of the narrow slit, but his right hand and leg hung.Beneath him was endless darkness. He breathed a sigh of relief after materializing his own book. It is a good thing that the appearance of reading books is not limited by nature, otherwise the paper of the book would be blown violently by the strong wind. Turn, keep turning the pages until Kuroro sees the skills he needs.After a while, the spider leader returned to the flat road above again.He closed the book and disappeared, Kuroro could barely see Kuruta's fragile silhouette from the wind and snow, Kurapika grabbed his coat tightly and took a step forward, struggling to look at the bottomless The cliff, he was so close to the cliff that Kuroro felt that a gust of wind could easily blow him down that abyss.

Kuroro approached the boy, wondering what thoughts were in his mind now.Pleasure?Happy?Breathe a sigh of relief?Definitely not sadness or grief.When Kuroro walked behind Kurapika, he leaned over the boy's shoulder and looked into the abyss below.The crack he'd just fallen into looked impossibly narrow and unsafe.Kurapika shook his head suddenly, as if to bring his attention back to the situation, his back bumped into Kuroro's chest as he turned -----

"What are you looking at--be careful!" Kuroro grabbed Kurapika's clothes and grabbed the boy who was about to fall with both hands. Kuroro helped him stand firm and grabbed Kurapika with his hands under the arm.Their eyes briefly locked together, and Kuroro saw surprise, fear, and -- he hoped he was right -- he could see in Kurapika's eyes. relieved.Kuroro pulled Kurapika away from the cliff, stepped back to give him more space, but for some reason, Kuroro didn't let go of Kurapika when he felt the rock hitting his back, Instead, hug each other into your arms.He just breathed quietly, watching his breath turn white on Kurapika's blond hair as it met the cold air.As time passed, Kurapika was only leaning on Kuroro's arms, breathing in and out, and then he moved away.That moment was interrupted.The two looked at each other, Kuroro tilted his head, held out his hand to Kurapika, continued his movement before falling into the cliff, and then signaled the way for them to come.Kurapika pushed Kuroro all the way away, looked up at him, then turned and started walking forward.

There isn't any dialogue between them, and what needs to be said between them?A strong wind would simply swallow up their hesitating words, blow them away, turn them upside down, reverberate side to side, into valleys, above the horizon.

The two stopped that night, but this time, Kurapika made it clear to the man that he didn't want Kuroro to get close to him.He didn't even look at Kuroro, Kurapika sat on the tiny crack in the cliff, refusing to meet the other's eyes, and the spider boss didn't like this sudden change of attitude.He didn't know what that meant, he didn't know what the Kuruta boy was thinking, he needed to break the boy's new, sullen silence.Kuroro sat next to Kurapika, closed his eyes, and tried to relax and fall asleep.He decided to give up after napping for a few hours, Kuroro stood up and Kurapika opened his eyes, he was also restless sleep.The two started walking, and as they approached a raised ledge, Kurapika pointed south—below the valley, halfway up another mountain, where there was a large room that appeared to be a hotel. houses.Kuroro nodded and walked towards the hotel together.

They had run out of food, so they hadn't stopped to rest all day.The two found their way down the valley and up another hill as night fell. Kuroro and Kurapika finally arrived at the hotel around midnight. They pushed open the front door of the hotel and entered the house, stepping slightly to get rid of the snow on it.A woman sits reading in front of the fire, looking up at Kuroro and Kurapika standing in front of the door. "Good night," said the woman, "you are lucky. I didn't expect any guests at this hour, and I was just going back to my room to sleep."

Kuroro nodded, "Is there any room with two beds?" The woman nodded and led them to the third door, which was the only one open on the upper floor.Kuroro glanced into the room. It was a very large bedroom with two queen-size beds, two armchairs, a small table, two chairs, and an open, It's the bathroom door. "Very well, we want this one," Kuroro said, taking the key from the woman and motioning for Kurapika to enter. "You can go take a shower first," Kuroro said to the boy, "I'll try to find us some food."

In the end, the head of the hotel gave them a hot meal after paying, the woman heated the food, and Kuroro took them back to the room upstairs.Kurapika had showered and lit a fire in the fireplace, he was warming his hands, the boy was wearing a pair of long jeans and a warm looking hooded sweatshirt, he probably thought he would feel better in his pajamas now cold.Kuroro put the food on the table, and the two ate their dinner in silence, Kurapika was lost in thought, and Kuroro observed each other.When the man had finished eating, he sat down in an armchair and read a book.Since the room was getting warmer, Kurapika unzipped the sweatshirt and took it off, revealing the cotton shirt he was wearing underneath, which was noticeably tighter than the boy's usual clothes, and Kuroro raised his side admiringly. Eyebrow, Kurapika stopped.

The boy frowned slightly: "What?" He asked uncertainly.

"I'm just admiring the scenery in front of me." Kuroro said, he let his eyes scan down the boy's slender body, and then slowly scanned up to see Kurapika's face, he wanted to make sure that the other party knew him clearly Pointing at something, and then Kuroro was not disappointed, he saw Kurapika's face gradually turning red.

"Again!" Kurapika moved impatiently, clearly trying to control himself and the situation. "I don't know what game you're playing, but I'm not an idiot for you to tease!"

Kuroro put the book on the table next to him. "I'm not trying to make you feel stupid." He said calmly, "I thought I had made my intentions clear." Kurapika frowned slightly at Kuroro, clearly not knowing how to respond .Well, Kuroro doesn't seem to be doing it out of love, and he certainly wouldn't have acted like that if it weren't for the fact that the Kuruta boy was so attractive and extremely beautiful, but he knows his reasons are important to explain that. The emotion that makes humans interested in other people is a bit of a stretch.

Kurapika finally shook his head, he shrugged, put his sweatshirt on the chair closest to him and walked over Kuroro to the door, obviously trying to put some distance between them, but Kurapika didn't go very far Far away, the spider boss grabbed the boy's waist with his hands and pulled him on his lap, Kurapika's back pressed against Kuroro's chest, the boy let out a surprised sound and tensed his body, but he immediately thought Stand up -- Kuroro wrapped his other arm around Kurapika's waist and squeezed to stop the boy from moving. "Wait -- wait, what are you doing?!" Kurapika tried to stand up again, but the man pulled him into his arms again. "Let ----- let me go!"

It makes sense, but Kuroro needs to admit that he likes to upset and confuse Kurapika.Every time he managed to corner the boy and steal a kiss, Kuroro always tasted profit and pleasure.It hadn't occurred to him to touch Kurapika before -- not touching him in a "sexual" way.But this time, Kuroro did it.With his left hand, he restrained Kurapika's waist and fixed him in his arms, his right hand gently caressed the boy's thigh, and finally stopped between the other's legs.Kurapika stiffened.If Kurapika wanted to resist, Kuroro would let him go, he didn't want to rape the other person, he did it because he could see Kurapika showing his reluctance, but it seems that the boy didn't treat the spider The leader's further actions seemed disgusted-in short, he didn't necessarily want to resist with all his strength.

Kuroro's hand tentatively touched the thick cotton of the jeans, and Kurapika gasped slightly, arching back against Kuroro's chest.The boy's voice... unexpectedly exciting.The spider boss moved his hand up and down slowly, feeling the reaction of the people under him.The sudden lust seemed to turn Kuruta's youth's self-esteem and guilt towards his tribe into a sexual impulse, like a drowning person choking on a mouthful of seawater, making people unable to react, "Ah! Wait-----Wait !" Kurapika choked up, and let out a panting sound, which made Kuroro tighten his grip on him. "If ----- if you touch my place, I... I will..."

Kuroro began to feel a rush of heat rushing down his crotch, and Kurapika's voice somehow made him react.Gently unbuttoning Kurapika's jeans, the teen's panting stopped, and he struggled to curl up, obviously trying to protect himself—his body suddenly longed for these touches, but Kurapika never He had never tasted this kind of taste before, and he didn't know what to do with the unknown feeling and the strong desire of his body.Kuroro smiled and opened the zipper. This time, the sound of Kurapika's gasping was more clearly visible. Kuroro stopped him from curling up. His left arm restrained Kurapika, and his right hand slipped into the jeans. The boy's most private Touching the underwear and feeling the thin cotton, Kurapika took a deep breath, his breathing began to be unsteady, he panted lightly, Kuroro's warm hands rubbed the boy's face up and down through the fabric Desire, Kurapika arched his flexible body backwards as if he couldn't stand it, his neck bent into a graceful arc.At this moment, the young man seemed to have forgotten that the person behind him was his enemy—his head rested on the man's left shoulder because of lust, and his blond hair was messily scattered on Kuroro's shoulder and Kurapika's forehead. This is equivalent to Kurapika revealing his fragile neck to the eyes of the enemy. Of course Kuroro would not miss this opportunity. He lowered his head and bit the opponent's neck, and slowly kissed the young shoulder.At the same time, Kuroro's hand slid into the underwear, and the glove was touching the penis that had already spit out the fluid.Kuroro's bite wasn't deep enough to leave a hickey on Kurapika's neck, but it could induce a bigger reaction from the boy than Kuroro could have imagined.

Kurapika's panting became heavier, his body tensed backwards but he couldn't escape the numbness from his lower body, his buttocks seemed to bow upwards to feel more.Kuroro stopped biting and looked at Kurapika's face. Kuruta's eyes were tightly closed, and there was a rapid panting sound from his nose. His teeth bit his lower lip fiercely, and his temples began to protrude. beads of sweat.Kuroro hugged Kurapika's waist tightly, the boy's eyes opened the next moment, he couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth to make a seductive voice, even though the other's eyelashes half covered his eyes, Kuroro still Seeing the bright fiery red in the pupils, like fire, like desire ----- what is hidden in those fiery red eyes is not anger or hatred, but is displayed in front of Kuroro because of lust and enthusiasm.

Kuroro found himself hardened by the sight in front of him, his jeans suddenly tight and he found himself pressing the hot part of his crotch against Kurapika's back, Kurapika must have felt the man's cock He was pressing his butt hard.Kuroro feared for a split second that Kurapika would be startled, but a soft, low moan from the boy made the head spider spin.He couldn't remember the last time someone teased him like this ----- he needed to control himself, he needed to calm down.But the movements of Kuroro's hands did not slow down, he began to fiddle with the boy's genitals quickly, feeling the warm body temperature and gradually hardening desire; listening to Kurapika unable to stop every movement he made He gasped and choked, the boy's flexible body rubbed against his penis unconsciously but brought him to the verge of eruption, strange lust and numbness rushed from the fondled penis up his spine and hit Kurapika's nerves, he felt himself The scalp is numb, and the back is full of Kuroro's breath and the touch of the clothes-----

Kuroro felt the boy's muscles suddenly contract and tense up, and he knew it was getting close.The spider boss quickened the movements of his hands, focused on Kurapika's face, wanted to catch his every expression, wanted to watch him climax in his hands -----

Kurolo was not disappointed.

This Kuruta boy is really beautiful ----- when he climaxes, those eyes are like burning red fire, overflowing with enthusiasm.His lower lip became wet and tinged with seductive red because he was bitten by himself, and his slightly long blond hair was stuck to his forehead and flushed cheeks with sweat. It's the temptation to go deeper into his body and bring out his more erotic side.

He wanted him -- Kuroro knew he had to stop, or he would send Kurapika into a panic.But man, he wanted him so badly!I want to strip off his clothes, I want to caress his white and smooth skin with my hands, I want to make him writhe unbearably under my body, I want to bury my desire deep in him while destroying the other party. In the warm and humid corridor...

No, stop, stop -----

Kuroro let go of his hand, he let his arm no longer wrap tightly around the opponent's waist so that Kurapika could break free easily, Kuroro half hoped that Kurapika would immediately push him away and stand up, but the boy didn't In doing so, he was still sitting on Kuroro's lap waiting for his breath to settle, he seemed to be sitting sprawled on top of the spider leader, as Kuroro's left knee was stretched between his legs and Kurapika's feet were wide. Open, with his jeans unbuttoned and his top pulled up, he looks like -- god, he looks like he could be profaned*1.

Suddenly, Kurapika let out a soft, unpleasant sound from his throat, and he curled up as if trying to hide the shameful sight in front of him.He drove Kuroro right away and straightened his clothes, then he turned to look at Kuroro, but he couldn't meet the man's eyes.The boy's face was still red, and the burning emotions mixed with shame, embarrassment, etc. made the desire between Kuroro's legs harden. "Why...why." Kurapika finally murmured, his voice sounding hoarse and low.

Kuroro organized his thoughts and sat up straight in the armchair: "Why? Why would I touch you? Because I want to, and I guess I've made it clear to you now what my interests are."

Kurapika opened his mouth, and seeing that he couldn't speak, he swallowed. "I, I'm going to think about it." The boy finally said, "I...I'm going downstairs, I don't know how to run a hotel, I just need some private space to think."

Kuroro nodded: "I understand, be careful."

Kurapika swallowed again and nodded.Then he turned and picked up the key on the cupboard and walked out of the room, closing the door gently.Kuroro sighed and leaned heavily on the armchair.He lowered his head to look at his hands, which were still stained with Kurapika's serum, snorted an unknown sound, shook his head slightly and walked to the bathroom.Kuroro washed his hands, leaned over to look at himself in the mirror ----- this was really unexpected.He didn't think that Kurapika would arouse so much lust in him, his cock was still standing upright, making the crotch tight, constantly attracting the man's attention.Kuroro turned and leaned against the counter, unzipping his jeans, thinking of Kurapika's flushed face and seductive voice as he masturbated.He fiddled with the glove faster and faster, culminating in an image of the boy in his mind.

He stood there panting, turned around and washed his hands away, Kuroro straightened his clothes so that it was impossible to see what happened between him and Kurapika, and then he washed his hands again.When Kurapika returned, Kuroro was sitting comfortably in the same armchair reading, looking calm and composed.

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*1: The original text said that Kurapika looked "fuckable". My God, I felt a phantom limb immediately after seeing this word, but I couldn't think of how to interpret the rough and erotic feeling in it, so I decided to be more polite and say "inviolable", God knows how much I wanted to come up with a word that fits the feeling of the original text