[Comprehensive] sense of existence

Arale did not recover for a long time.

His movements also stopped along the way, his eyes stayed on her face, and with a reserved and suppressed temptation, he slowly raised the corners of his lips.

This is not the Professor X she usually knows at all!The person in front of her seemed to be sucking her in and swallowing her up... Arale was so frightened by this realization that she pushed her back against the wall, unable to retreat, and fell sideways sideways.

"Are you okay?" A voice sounded from beside Arale.

The tense nerves were broken by this voice, Arale looked in the direction of the voice in a daze, and saw Bucky holding a mop with his hands in the sleeves of his kimono.

"..."

It's Bucky...not Charles...

Hallucination?Or did you make up a spring/play in your own brain?

Realizing what she had done just now, Arale struggled to stand up.Before Bucky had time to reach out to help her, she jumped up neatly by herself, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and continued walking in an S-curve towards the door, chanting non-stop.

"Damn, what a hell." Then, regardless of Bucky's surprise, he stumbled and ran out with his left foot and right foot.

Seeing Ala Lei running out of his own room, opening the opposite room and continuing to rush in without any pause, and closing the door heavily by the way, Bucky waited for a long time but did not regain his strength.

Was this frightened by watching myself dance?

Bucky picked up the mop and looked at it, confused.

Is it that scary?

Also... the room opposite seems to be Professor X's residence, right?

……

Arale rushed to any room, closed the door, leaned her back against the door, covered her face and slid along the door to the ground weakly, chanting the only incantation that could calm her down.

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony..."

It's over, I suddenly can't remember the following, I won't backlash——

The light in this room was not turned on, and then there was a sound of flipping pages of book paper in Alalei's ear.

She raised her head in fright, and after seeing the person clearly, she gasped in disbelief again.

Also... or Charles?

Back... Backlash?

But this time Charles was clearly much more normal.

The desk lamp in front of the bed illuminated a small area. He was leaning against the wall, holding a thick book, covered with a thin quilt, and seemed to be doing the routine before going to bed every night.

At this time, Charles, who had heard the movement long ago, did not read the book, but his eyes fell on the girl whose back was against the door and her head was slightly tilted back.

In the blue pupils, there was a trace of impenetrable dullness.

"What's wrong?" He put the book down gently, "You seem to be scared when you see me?"

"Teach...Professor" Alale hugged her head, looking a little pitiful, as if in front of her was a demon that swallowed people in one bite.

"It's me." Charles' voice carried a magical power that made people want to immerse themselves in it, and unexpectedly calmed fluctuating moods.

But Arale didn't believe it.

Obviously the professor was still eating and drinking at the dining table just now, how could he come back so quickly and lie down to sleep!Or sleep in the room you just ran into!

It must be an illusion again!

Arale felt her courage returned.

This time the professor was not as scary as before. Arale crawled to his side with both hands and feet, and poked his cheek with her fingers.

Soft, with a warm touch.

Charles didn't do anything, just looked at her so quietly, the reflection in his eyes was full of Arale's appearance - loose hair on the sideburns, slightly disheveled kimono.

"What are you confirming?" he asked.

"En——confirm if it's a hallucination." Arale's tongue was a little knotted, but she still said it seriously.

"Is it confirmed now?"

"Well, it really is a hallucination." Arale leaned over, cupped Charles' face with both hands, and made him raise his chin and look up at himself.

"I remembered!" She said to herself, "I've seen you before, you are the phantom that I would miss no matter what I do last time... But how can you see and feel it this time, it's unscientific ah."

Alale simply sat on Charles' lap, saw his raised neck's Adam's apple move, couldn't help but covered his hand, touched his Adam's apple with his fingers, and said with a smile: "You drink It looks so pretty, I just wanted to touch it."

Charles let her fingers move around his throat, and the frequency of her throat sliding up and down suddenly became faster.

"Why didn't you touch it just now?" His voice was hoarse.

"Because... because you weren't a phantom at that time." Arale said nonsense, but Charles understood.

"So you are so courageous only when you are in a phantom?" Charles reached out to hold her restless hands that kept making his scalp numb.

"It's not that I'm afraid!" the cowardly Alalei insisted on his point of view, and said seriously, "I don't dare."

Charles laughed.

His deep laughter vibrated in his chest, and the loose kimono became more scattered because of Arale's disturbance, and his thin chest could be vaguely seen rising and falling against the background of the dark blue kimono.

Alale hugged his waist all of a sudden, lay her head on his chest like a sloth, and rubbed against him.The coolness from the tips of her ears touched Charles' bare/exposed chest, and she could clearly feel Charles' body froze.

"This time I can hug the real phantom. You are not bad, you have evolved." Alale encouraged him cheerfully.

Charles' eyes gradually moved along the fair neck exposed from the back of her kimono to the loose hair on her side face, looked at her squinted eyes, and said softly, "You are fine like this, just like this. "

"What's like this?" Arale raised her head, her moist eyes seemed to be covered with mist.

Charles gently picked up the strands of hair that fell from her loose bun, and pushed it behind her ears, "You are very beautiful now, you don't know how attractive you are in the eyes of others, and you want to be swallowed alive Eat it into your belly, so don't change it for anyone, including me."

"Change? Change? Like this?" Arale frowned and thought for a long time, seeming to guess what Charles said, imitating Natasha's movements, the tip of her pink tongue gently and slowly licked around her lips.

Charles' eyes darkened.

Seeing that he was silent, Alale couldn't help being a little frustrated, but she still leaned in front of him without giving up, staring at those eyes burning with blue flames, "Last time, you lied to me."

"What are you lying to?" Charles' throat moved for a long time before he spoke out slowly, but his voice was no longer so calm.

"You asked me to kiss your eyes." She curled her lips, "But you lied to me, I didn't kiss you at all."

That kiss passed through the phantom and never fell.

"You can do it now." His voice was still so soft, as if he had granted her the right to do whatever she wanted.

Alale seemed to be encouraged by him, she tried her best to straighten up, pressed his shoulders, looked at the eyes that were all occupied by her, but closed her eyes first, and got closer little by little.

Charles closed his eyes, and then felt a little soft and moist touch against his eyelids.

He clenched his hands, loosened them, and continued to clench them tightly. Finally, he couldn't help but put his hand on her waist, and gently hugged her in his arms.

After kissing this one, Arale leaned over to kiss the other one addictively.

She thought very well, these eyes are her own from the inside to the outside, leaving her own mark in every place, which is really great.

The kiss seemed to have changed. After Charles' trembling eyelashes brushed her lips, Arale's kiss deviated and covered the bridge of his nose.

In this way, the bridge of the nose is also hers.

Arale didn't feel that the body of the man under her had changed, but at this moment she was still putting on her own lip stamps everywhere, kissing the man who was breathing heavily.

Eyes, nose, forehead, cheeks, and then...

Arale gently kissed his lips.

Cool and soft.

It's not the same as licking yourself.

Alale stuck out the tip of her tongue viciously, imitating the indifference to her just now, and licked around his lips.

Charles' eyes opened, and the emotions in the eyes were hard to distinguish, only the burning sinful desire/desire under the blue abyss could be seen.He locked Alalei firmly in the narrow space with his hands, tightening them tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to crush her. Under the gentle appearance, there was a beast that had been suppressed for a long time.

"Do you know what you're doing?" he asked.

Arale was a little uncomfortable by him, her buttocks moved, and she sat apart and lifted her kimono, revealing her slender and smooth legs after soaking in the hot spring

"Natasha taught this!" She was slow-witted, but she still subconsciously shirked responsibility according to her habit.

"So, you shouldn't listen to her—"

Charles sighed deep in his throat, unheard by anyone.

In the end, his hand was pressed on the back of Arale's neck, forcing her to bow her head, and then gently pressed it against her lips, kissing her lips.Arale's body froze, but soon softened, enjoying his kiss with her eyes closed.

It was indeed a phantom.she thinks.But even more indulgent with his hands wrapped around his neck.

The tip of Charles' tongue delicately traced the shape of her lips, restraining his desire, slowly trying to invade her territory bit by bit.

The tip of his tongue hooked her gently, making her uncontrollably loosen her teeth, and then drove straight in, constantly searching for the tip of her dodging tongue, sucking without restraint until all the moisture between her lips and tongue with the sweet taste of sake was scoured , she was so sad that she wanted to resist his aggression with the tip of her tongue.

The tip of tongues touched each other, and Charles took the initiative to meet them, licking and kissing, as if wanting to burst out all the emotions he had suppressed for a long time at this moment.

"En..." Arale made a sweet voice in her throat.

Finally getting used to this tingling feeling, she responded tentatively, and started chasing him like Charles.

Charles took a breath, and he could feel the changes in himself.Especially the place where Alale kept rubbing.

Lips parted, Arale put her arms around his neck and rubbed against his neck again.

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