[Comprehensive] The person who confessed to me is fine!

On Christmas Day, Akashi did not decorate the mansion too exaggeratedly. Although he pursued a festive atmosphere, the mansion in Kyoto is originally a Japanese-style building, and if it is too much, it will seem nondescript.

Aya Kurosawa changed into a red dress and a black coat, and went out after saying hello to grandma.

She rejected Akashi's plan to pick her up by helicopter, and took the Shinkansen from Tokyo to Kyoto alone.

She put on the high-heeled shoes she was quite used to, and put on a light makeup on her face. Even the fingertips and hair tips of a girl who is usually simple and elegant are showing exquisiteness at this moment.

It's like before you touch a rare treasure, you can't tolerate any faults on yourself.

Different from the cuteness of common Japanese girls, her hormones seem to have suddenly awakened from her body, and the slightly curled eyebrows seem to exude delicate melancholy, but her eyes are too bright, and the corners of her mouth are also slightly raised for joy.

This person reveals a contradictory, indistinguishable sense of beauty, and once one's eyes fall on her, one cannot move away.

Several high school boys standing near her pushed and pushed for a long time, and one of them finally worked up the courage to come to her.

"that--"

Kurosawa Ling raised her head and saw that the boy's sunny and healthy face was blushing at the moment. When she caught her line of sight, even speaking became awkward.

"But, can you give me your email address?" Finally, he clearly expressed his purpose.

Seeing that the girl looked puzzled and the boy became flustered again, he hurriedly explained, "Don't get me wrong, we are not bad people, we go to school nearby, but I haven't seen you on this line before, so I was just curious—" — Anyway, anyway, if possible, can you be my friend?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't get a reply right away, but there was giggling laughter from behind, the boy's face turned redder, and he turned his head and glared at his companion angrily.

Aya Kurosawa looked at this group of teenagers who were driven by hormones or romantic atmosphere, and suddenly remembered that when they came out to play, they often provoked many similar things wickedly.

Whenever I see my companions have the slightest idea of ​​making everyone have fun watching, three points of courage must be coaxed into ten, and then a group of people watching the fun behind the scenes is not a big deal, and I wish I could bring popcorn with me.

Although it was a bit funny for her to say this kind of thing, but at this moment she felt that it was good to be young from the bottom of her heart. She was born in this era, met these people, and established such a bond.

Her lovers, friends, companions, and buddies are all there, so great!

Aya Kurosawa saw that the boy was getting more and more at a loss in her silence, and her face was turning red like a piece of iron, only then did she realize that she was distracted.

She smiled, "I'm sorry, I already have a permanent email contact." Although she basically calls now.

The meaning of these words is obvious, and a trace of disappointment flashed across the boy's face. Although the result was originally divided in half, the fact that the girl who easily took away his attractiveness in the crowd is already famous and beautiful still makes the pure young heart A little depressed.

The boy quickly bowed, said 'excuse me', and fled back to his companion.

He was patted on the shoulder comfortingly by his bad friend who was either pitying or gloating but would always stand behind and wait for him.

The quaint streets of Kyoto are still rendered with a foreign festive atmosphere. Different from the fashionable and romantic decorations everywhere in Tokyo, the classical Japanese style has a special flavor in the Christmas atmosphere.

Aya Kurosawa was not in a hurry to hurry. If today's romance was compared to a sumptuous meal cooked by herself, then it would be extremely disappointing to treat it rashly.

Just like every kind of spice that needs to be savored carefully, everything in my eyes is so beautiful at this moment, I can't bear to miss half of it, and the rough gobbling is simply a blasphemy to the main course.

So when she came to the mansion, it was already dark, and the accumulated expectations were raised to the highest at this moment.

Then as the door opened, that crimson figure appeared in front of her eyes, which made her almost sigh with satisfaction.

His eyes looked at himself beyond the dimly glowing candle, and there was a soft and affectionate tenderness inside, like a swamp that made people sink in and out.

He said "Aya, Merry Christmas!"

Aya Kurosawa was suddenly fed a spoonful of honey in her mouth, sweetness permeated every taste bud and penetrated into all nerve endings.

She walked briskly over, taking off the heavy and obstructive overcoat as she walked, throwing it casually on the ground, and then buried her whole body in Akashi's arms, hugging his waist tightly with both hands, and leaning her face on her chest.

Indoors, Akashi didn't wear heavy clothes, he only wore a long-sleeved top, which allowed Aya Kurosawa to hear his steady heartbeat without any hindrance, and his unique clear breath filled the tip of his nose.

She couldn't help rubbing against him, she was so happy that she wanted to hang her whole body on him, so that he could hug him and swing him around twice.

Akashi watched her visibly jumping for joy, his heart was starting to melt with warmth.

Their love affair is not without unsatisfactory places, and there are even unbearable things between them all the time. Since the split of his personality, it is doomed that everything cannot be perfect.

But at this moment, it seems that all problems have become irrelevant.

It wasn't the result of his own keen insight, nor was it the usual half-covered shyness, but now he could clearly feel her desire for him, and this undisguised frank joy made his heart rise. cloud.

He touched the little head in his arms, then kissed her soft hair, and the clean and sweet fruit aroma lingered in his nose.

Akashi also often goes to her house to stay overnight, and knows what shampoo and bath products she uses in the bathroom. It is a very common brand, affordable and close to the people. Judging by the sales of that company, there will never be fewer people using the same product in the world. .

But such a common and common fragrance, only in her body can she distinguish it at a glance and can't stop it.

A lot of Christmas food was prepared on the table, as well as her favorite pomegranate-based dessert and squeezed juice.

The cups and plates are decorated with lovely Christmas decorations, which are different from those seen outside, as delicate as specially made handicrafts.

It's just that she hasn't seen a third person here since she came in, and she looked at Akashi with some doubts.

"Except for those in the security department, I have given everyone a holiday. Everything that should be prepared has been prepared. If there is any need, we will be self-sufficient." Akashi said.

Aya Kurosawa blushed and scolded herself for being stupid. It's obvious to send people away now, right?It's so embarrassing to ask stupidly.

She concealed a piece of pomegranate pie with a dessert knife and put it on Akashi's plate, bragging, "What's the matter, even if you don't prepare anything, is it possible that I can still make you hungry?"

Akashi hooked his lips and smiled, "Well! Then let's prepare for next year's Christmas by ourselves."

"Think about next year if you haven't passed this year?" Kurosawa Ling rolled her eyes.

Unexpectedly, Akashi meant something and said, "That's right, this year hasn't passed yet, and tonight is still very long."

The ambiguous atmosphere gradually heated up, Kurosawa Aya's face turned red again, she was a little embarrassed, this guy was still eating and couldn't wait to tease him, his smug look made her want to kick him under the table.

But she didn't make him feel better.

When Kurosawa took the dessert, she accidentally got jam on her fingers, and then she looked at Akashi, slowly stretched out her pink tongue, and gently licked the jam back into her mouth.

She came here today with the expectation of possessing him, and her attractiveness is so strong that it can make a strange boy summon up the courage to strike up a conversation, let alone Akashi who loves her deeply?

There is no need to question her attraction to him at this moment, in fact, his body trembled as if his scalp had exploded at that moment.

Almost took a breath, followed by eyes that suddenly became deep.

I said before that he is an activist. Although he is not impatient, the essence of doing what he thinks permeates all aspects of him.

Akashi grabbed her other hand that was on the table, rubbed her wrist ambiguously, and there was no shyness in his eyes——

"Aya, are you full?"

Of course not, I haven't eaten the staple food, how long has it been since I sat at the table?Just drank a glass of pomegranate juice, then ate two desserts and a few strawberries.

But to say that she was hungry, with her appetite, it was absolutely impossible.

She looked back into Akashi's eyes, and suddenly felt that it really didn't matter what she was eating.She wants to eat him more than food carefully prepared to her taste.

For a moment, all the shyness and embarrassment of being pressed by him just now disappeared, and she resolutely said, "I'm not full!"

Then he picked up a piece of cake on the table, "But I want to eat it in my room."

Akashi still hesitated a bit, he stood up all of a sudden, and brought two cold foods from the table, and also took two glasses of pomegranate juice.

He held so many things gracefully with one hand, without any embarrassment at all, and still held Aya Kurosawa with the other hand, and then led her out of the restaurant to his room.

As soon as the two entered the room, they put the food and juice on the cabinet by the window. Kurosawa Aya, who was the first to free her hand, turned around and hugged Akashi's head and bit his lips.

??? The kiss after eating sweets is more sweet and attractive than usual. The air in the room is like a spark being ignited, and the temperature suddenly becomes warmer.

Akashi's hands were not idle, he touched the zipper on Aya Kurosawa's back, pushed aside her thick black hair reaching to her waist, and pulled the zipper to her waist nimbly with his fingers, and took off Aya Kurosawa's skirt in two or three strokes .

Kurosawa Aya, who was addicted to the deep kiss, was startled by the sudden exposure of her skin to the air, and then her courage, which was still strong just now, suddenly shrank.

But Akashi didn't give her a chance to escape at all, his warm, slender and slightly callused hands grabbed his round shoulders, and walked down the smooth and white skin.

She deliberately wore matching underwear today, not the usual pink ones, and she didn't look like the naive red cat like that hotel.

The black underwear wrapped the small and plump softness, and the slightly green curves exuded a different kind of allure.

Akashi turned and sat on the edge of the bed, and then asked someone to sit on his lap facing him, and buried his face in her chest, fascinated by taking a deep breath of the soft and fragrant scent.

"Aya, I heard from Qingfeng before that if you take off a girl's clothes and find that she is wearing a complete set of underwear, it means that you are the one who was slept."

He raised his head, his eyes were full of amusement that made people ashamed to look directly at him, "My honor, Aya!"

Kurosawa Ling's eyes secreted hazy water vapor, and the hand on her chest playing with her was so flexible that it easily provoked a reaction from her body.

This guy has always been much gentler and calmer than that one, and kissing is also two completely different feelings, but I didn't expect that when doing this kind of thing, he was unexpectedly more straight-forward than that one.

That one will kiss the corners of her eyes and the ends of her hair first, like slowly tasting a dessert, leisurely and contented.But this one in front of her touched her sensitive place as soon as it came up, constantly stimulating and flattering, as if it couldn't wait to pull her into the crimson abyss.

She felt his hands reaching into the thin fabric underneath, which made Aya Kurosawa subconsciously want to clamp her legs, but she realized that her thighs were now separated and she straddled him, and there was no room for rejection at all.

The pleasure of electric shock came, and his fingers touched the constantly wet and tender area. In such a short time, her whole body was already limp, hazy, and covered with moisture, as if she had been opened.

This rhythm was too fast, which made her feel uneasy and panicky. She stretched out her hand helplessly, because she had to push his shoulder weakly like a little milk cat, the actual strength was not much different from the cat's paw pad hitting it .

Akashi bowed his head and engulfed her fingers, licked between her fingers, pressed the back of her head after she retreated in panic, and kissed her slightly panting lips.

His lips and tongue wandered in his mouth, not the kind of aggressive domineering, but the place he stirred and entangled no longer belonged to him, like a puppet charmed by him, he could only follow his The mind responds, dances.

Akashi ended the kiss after confirming that she couldn't even show the resistance of a milk cat.

He licked the sweet body fluid around his lips, half-kissed Kurosawa Aya's ear and said in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I will be gentle."

"Leave everything to me, you just need to enjoy it."

Like hypnosis, Aya Kurosawa's thinking became sweet and trance, and then she completely gave up her control instinct, and was led by him to the clouds.

Akashi withdrew the hand that was exploring the secret realm, and even felt her body's hold back. After realizing that the source of her pleasure had left, she even rubbed his neck in dissatisfaction.

This made Akashi feel good, he stuck out his tongue, licked the bodily fluids on his fingers, looked at her cheeks that were red up to the ears, and smiled happily.

Then he grabbed her slender waist, turned her side and put her on the soft bed, the thick black hair was scattered on it, and he tied a strand of it between her.

Finally, finally--

Akashi took off his shirt and pulled her hand to his chest, "Don't you want me? Come, it's all yours."

Aya Kurosawa's slender hands obsessively rubbed every inch of his skin, and his physique was not out of the ordinary compared to those guys.

But perennial sports and masochistic training made every inch of his muscles contain amazing explosive power, and his body is beautiful.

Aya Kurosawa accidentally saw him changing clothes when he was in the second grade. At that time, she felt that he was very interesting after taking off his clothes.

Now, two years later, his physique has lost a bit of the youthful youthfulness, gradually becoming an adult, but still retains that pure beauty.

Kurosawa Aya was so fascinated by his body that she didn't even notice that her last flimsy clothes were stripped off.

It was the sound of the belt being undone with a 'click' that brought her back to her senses, but at the same time, she already felt the foreign object that was ready to go against her.

There was a fright in her eyes, this, this size.

She shook her head, looking pitiful, "No, no, I'll break."

Akashi's pupils almost shrank, if he wasn't afraid of hurting her with rough actions, he could hardly restrain himself.

Does this guy know how unbearable he is begging like this?The other guy in him went crazy too.

Thinking of this, Akashi seems to have a kind of malicious pleasure, he knows that guy's mood too well, just like that time in the hotel, he was trapped in his body and couldn't get out, watching her fascinated from the perspective of his body , but what you really enjoy is not the same as yourself.

Akashi kissed her comfortingly, "It won't break, trust me."

Aya Kurosawa looked at him dubiously, and a burst of pleasure came from below. He gently used his hands to relax and expand for her, until the fingers were squeezed into his body, and he felt a little sore.

It's not really uncomfortable, and it can be ignored by the strong pleasure. Sure enough, Aya Kurosawa relaxed a lot.

Akashi was very patient, waiting for her to gradually adapt over and over again. During this period, Kurosawa Ling had already gone twice in his hands.

She felt that she was a bit of an exchange, just letting him take care of her completely, just like the other said in the hotel last time.

So she whispered, "I, I can do it."

Akashi's brow was already dripping with sweat after such a long time of patience, he smiled when he heard this, "Good girl!"

Then he slowly withdrew his hand and replaced it with himself and pushed it in——

"Aha~" Aya Kurosawa let out a moan that she didn't know whether it was pleasure or pain, and then bit her lips tightly.

"Don't bite!" Akashi used his fingertips to pry open her teeth, put his index finger and middle finger in and stirred ambiguously, until "whether it's pain or pleasure, show it."

"Remember this is how I make you feel, so respond to me with your truest response."

Kurosawa Ling opened her hazy eyes, and saw the person she longed for looking down at her, as if controlling everything about her.

There is not only boundless tenderness in his eyes, but also a chilling possessiveness.

But before she could see clearly, Akashi started to move, pain mixed with pleasure intertwined in her senses.

She clutched the sheet tightly, but a big hand gently brushed her fingers together.

The unbearable panting finally poured out from the mouth uncontrollably, the girl's clean and sweet voice was stained with sticky sugar at this moment, making the whole space sweet and greasy.

Akashi felt the ever-increasing sense of joy, and felt that the person he loved deeply melted into his body as if it had turned into a puddle of water, and then the two merged together, never to be separated again.

When the joyful feeling of going up to the clouds came, the two of them blended in the ultimate happiness at the same time, and the tightly clasped fingers were tensed before they were released.

Kurosawa Aya collapsed on the bed, feeling that the things in her body didn't go out and she didn't have the strength to say anything.

She felt that Akashi also relaxed his body and covered her body, she wrapped one arm around his waist, and wandered obsessively on his firm back with the other hand.

His skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat because of pleasure, in fact, both of them were the same, so sticky and tightly stuck together as if they had just been fished out of the water.

But they didn't take it seriously, but with Kurosawa Ling's small body bearing his weight, it wouldn't last long.She kissed his shoulder and said, "It's almost here, you get up first."

Then Akashi moved, raised his head, and raised his upper body again.

Kurosawa Ayamoto wanted him to hand over the dessert on the bedside cabinet, but suddenly he couldn't make a sound as if he was strangled by the neck.

Because in her line of sight, Akashi's left eye suddenly turned into an extremely familiar golden color.

A storm was brewing in his eyes, as if a signal would come out and destroy her.

She saw a twisted and sharp smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were like sharp swords that shaved the hairs on end.

He said, "Almost? How is it possible? Isn't it that I don't get anything? It's not fair."