traditional marriage abo

When Andre woke up, he was confused by his situation for a rare moment.

It took him some time to understand what had happened to him, he was stunned, and now he was completely naked, with his arms folded and tied to the head of the bed—this was the first time in his life that the admiral had fallen into such a state. However, the daring murderer not only did not escape from the scene of the crime immediately, but straddled him to show off his might.

"Ha! Andre!"

Fa'an sat on his waist through a layer of quilt. Seeing him wake up, his eyes lit up, showing a typical "bullying" smile, "You won't be able to escape this time!"

Admiral: ...

"Baby." Andre's voice was a little sandy, "Don't make trouble, let me go."

Snapped!

Fa'an slapped the pillow that Andre was leaning on, and gave the admiral a thud on the bed.He leaned over to face Andre, nose to nose dissatisfied.

"I'm not going to let you go, do you know how hard it took me to tie you up!"

"If you cooperate a little bit!" A small flame lit up in his eyes, "I don't have to bother so much!"

There was helplessness in Andre's eyes, and he asked a question without hope.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do!"

Fa'an said angrily, "Why didn't you ask me what I was going to do when you seduced me in the bathroom and then left me alone!"

The general's eyebrows twitched because of the word "seduce", and Fa An didn't need him to reply, he already nodded on his own.

"Anyway, no matter what, you can't escape now..."

The resentful expression on Fa'an's face faded away, and he didn't know what to think, his eyes curled up, and he let out a hey hey laugh from his throat.

...the whole person looks lewd.

"You are obedient." He straightened up a little and pulled a little distance away from Andre, patted the general's face with the palm of his hand, and used the lines he didn't know where he learned, "Be more obedient , I will let you suffer less later."

The admiral's eyebrows moved even more.

"Baby, what did you see?" He almost sighed.

"We don't learn that."

"Don't say it anymore!"

Fa'an slapped the pillow loudly, "You have no right to express your opinion now!"

The little fiancee sat up straight, swayed left and right while riding on the general's waist, her long blond hair swayed, and stretched out two fingers at the general.

"You have only two options now—"

"First, I'll let you loose, but you have to be with me obediently."

"Second!" Fa'an said triumphantly, "I can move myself!"

Andre looked at Fa'an's proud face in silence, and said for a long time.

"...Is that what you want?" His voice slowed down, coaxing his little fiancee, "Don't worry, this is not as good as you think."

"this is very good!"

Fa'an immediately said, "Nanbai and Orr are the ones!"

The admiral gave some coaxing words, as if he didn't expect such a living example.

"Don't try to lie to me, Andre." Fa'an's voice softened, "I've been fooled by you several times."

"I'll let you go, and then we'll do that, okay? If you agree, we'll pull the hook."

His expression was too serious, and he looked over with wet eyes, like a lamb begging for food.

Andre closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "It will hurt."

The admiral's attitude seemed to relax a bit, and Fa'an immediately cheered up, and continued to encourage him.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of pain at all!"

Andre didn't speak for a while, and he spoke after a while.

"Let go of me first."

"Then did you agree?" Fa'an asked.

"Let's do something else." Andre sighed, "You can't do that yet."

"I'm fine." Fa'an retorted dissatisfied.

"Try it first."

Andre insisted, his tone became tougher... "Let me go, let's try."

Fa'an looked at him suspiciously.

Andre looked at him calmly, and after a while, Fa'an pouted.

"Am I a fool." He pulled down the quilt, and pressed his palms on the admiral's chest muscles, "When I let you go, you will definitely perfuse me with kisses, and do nothing else."

As he spoke, he plucked the muscles in Andre's chest bitterly.

"..."

"I'm not lying to you." Andre showed a helpless expression, "It's true, we haven't done it yet."

Faan looked a little hesitant.

"You can continue to tie my hands, as long as you loosen me from the head of the bed." Andre whispered.

Fa'an's heart moved, his little butt moved, the quilt rubbed against it, and the admiral's eyes became a little dark uncontrollably.

"Then why don't you run away?"

"Don't run." Andre promised.

"Alright then!" Fa'an reluctantly agreed.

He leaned forward and put his fingers around Andre's roped wrists.Only the big bath towel was left on his body, and the bath towel opened to both sides as he leaned over. When he approached, the fragrance of saponins came to his face, sandwiched by the heat from the body temperature.

Andre looked sideways, his jaw tightening.

Fa'an's two hands had already touched the rope, but he suddenly remembered something, and straightened his body back, "Wait a minute."

After he finished speaking, he helped the general cover the quilt, jumped out of the bed with bare feet, and ran downstairs.The admiral couldn't understand what was going on in his little fiancée's head, silently raised his head and glanced at the tightly bound wrists.

After rushing downstairs, Fa'an started to rummage through his backpack again. He pulled out a particularly thin one from a pile of normal changes of clothes, raised his hands to look carefully, and chuckled twice.

Although Andre said that he would only try something else with him, but... he can still find a way to make him unable to bear it!

Besides, after trying other things, Andre was tied up anyway, so it's fine if he fucks hard!

Fa'an took it for granted: I can still hold Andre who is tied up!

He changed his clothes on the spot, threw the bath towel on the ground, and only had a new light and fluffy clothes on his body.Even though the fireplace was still burning, Fa'an felt the cold immediately. He stamped his feet twice quickly, rubbed away the goosebumps on his arms from the cold, and ran upstairs quickly.

The sound of feet stepping on the wooden floor sounded, and Andre moved his eyes to the door, and his eyes stopped suddenly after seeing Fa'an's appearance clearly.

Faan was wearing a sweater with a red body and a long hem that covered her thighs.However, this dress is divided into two parts. The upper part is the most common round-neck sleeveless sweater, which is loosely covered on Fa'an, and the length only reaches below the chest; , with the bottom half of the sweater hanging down like a knitted skirt.

——This is the best seller of a certain store on Guangwang, and it is the same manufacturer that produces the Charming Dim Fragrance.

Andre's eyes were fixed on the waist of the little fiancée who was almost completely exposed to the outside, and her white belly was shrinking in fear of the cold, looking pitifully, pitifully and cutely.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, feeling thirsty.Fa'an seemed to have glimpsed something from the general's expression, so he deliberately approached and circled in front of him, showing himself in all directions.

It was only then that Andre saw that there was a black fluffy ball hanging on the clothes on the lower part of his back to simulate a tail!

"Baby... isn't it cold?" the general asked hoarsely.

"A little cold."

Fa'an knelt beside Andre and leaned over to untie the rope tied to the head of the bed. While untying it, he exhaled at the general, and said with a smile, "But it will be hot after a while, right?"

Andre's brain nerves jumped suddenly, his body tensed silently, and he felt that his little fiancée was really...

act recklessly.

The rope on the wrist was loosened, and Andre sat up and stretched his wrist.

The quilt was pulled aside, the admiral sat casually on the bed with one leg crossed, and Fa'an sat opposite him, within reach of his hand.

"It seems to be a little green."

Fearing that the general would break free, Fa'an used all his strength when tying the rope.He touched Andre's wrist distressedly, lowered his head and kissed the blue spot with his hot lips, and said as if coaxing his hands.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon."

The admiral didn't comment on his wrist, he lowered his eyes, the muscles of his back and shoulders were connected together, pulling out a body line with enough strength, and his slightly bowed posture made his strong back muscles look like two raised hills .

Fa'an's cheek was pressed against his palm, his lips touched his wrist, completely enveloped in the shadow of the admiral's arms.

"I'm going to tie you up." Fa'an said, looking up.

The admiral stretched out his arms obediently, and he watched quietly as his little fiancee tied his wrists with a rope, reminding him.

"Tie it tight."

As if a dormant beast was teaching his inexperienced young hunter, Faan nodded his head vigorously, and it took him a while to get the job done.

"That's it!"

He sat back, his face flushed from exertion.

"Let's drive..." Fa'an looked at Andre expectantly, but when he met his gaze, he paused for no reason, and after a pause for a few seconds, he said the following words, "Let's get started."

Hey, that's weird.Fa'an felt goosebumps popping up on his back, and thought unconsciously, it seemed to be suddenly cold just now.

There was no time to explore the reason for the goosebumps, because Fa'an was thrown onto the bed by the admiral the next moment.

……

The long rope tightly bound Andre's wrists, only the palms of his hands could be stretched and closed freely.The rough rope stolen from the elk rubbed against the skin, bringing a burning pain, and it turned red instantly.

"Does it hurt?" He asked softly.

"No, it doesn't hurt."

Fa'an gasped and said stubbornly.As soon as he blinked, beads of sweat fell from his forehead and eyelashes.

Andre smiled slightly.

……

The windows of the attic were closed tightly, and the double bed was sunken. The howling wind and snow outside hit the window, and there were dense chiseling noises coming out one after another without stopping.

The indoor and outdoor temperatures became two extremes, warmed by piles of thick and soft quilts, and every breath and exhalation added a little more heat to the cool air until the temperature of the air and body temperature rose together.

The bed sheet is light gray, with a white calf lying across it, with ankle rings buckled on the thin ankle bone, the background color is the same gray as the bed sheet.But there are still blue and red in the gray, and the mixture becomes chaos, silently refracting ambiguous light in the dim light of the attic in the evening.

It sticks so firmly, let the owner's calf kick hard, or bend the leg; whether the slender white soles are tense as if they can't bear it, and the toes are bent to touch the bed, or they are completely relaxed as if they are discouraged. The red and round toes curled up uncomfortably.

"Does it hurt?" Andre asked.

"Do not……"

There was a deep cry in Fa'an's voice, his upper and lower eyelashes were glued together, and his eyes seemed to be unable to open.

"No pain?"

"...No, no more."