Fan Shen's kiss was very light, like a feather, which made Xiao He feel a slight itch, he couldn't help shrinking his neck, and smiled in a daze: "You loved to bite me when you were young, but now you seldom even touch me. "
One sentence brought Fan Shen back to reality from the dream. He raised his brows to cover the lust in his eyes, and suppressed the emotion in his heart at the same time.
He was drunk, but he was still his father.
He can take the opportunity to do something, but after waking up
That's all.
He has endured for so many years, how can he fail now
Fan Shen raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Because I have grown up."
Xiao He was dizzy, and he felt quite uncomfortable hearing him say that.
That's right, I don't need to be close to my father anymore when I grow up, and I won't act coquettishly when I grow up, and when I grow up... I slowly get farther and farther away from him.
Xiao He came to this world with the sole purpose of raising him, but when he really wanted to raise him, he was almost buried by this empty heartache.
After drinking, people will inevitably lose their composure. Xiao He is more likely to get drunk these days because he pretends to be something.
And Fan Shen took good care of him, undressed him, and carefully helped him to take a shower. Xiao He became more and more confused under the warm water.
In a trance, he seemed to have returned to that gorgeous palace.
The silver-haired elf treated him very well, and every time the two of them were in the bath, he always stayed still.
And he will touch him, kiss him, and bring him supreme happiness in the comfortable water temperature.
A body that has tasted the taste of lust will only be more emotional than before.
He misses Al, and thinks about him all the time. In the dead of night, he would pick up those paintings, look at them over and over again, and think about them over and over again, not daring to forget anything, and never forgetting anything.
He knew that he wanted to cure Fan Shen, but there was a voice in his heart that kept saying it.
Even if Fan Shen recovered, he lost Ai Er after all.
Lost someone who was so kind to him.
He and he, in any case, are missed.
His Al, after all, disappeared forever.
Thinking of this, the bitterness that spread from his chest almost completely submerged him.
In a haze, he suddenly saw the people around him wanting to leave, and felt a sudden pain in his heart, Xiao He stretched out his hand to hold him.
"Don't... don't go, don't leave me."
Fan Shen's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look, his pupils shrinking sharply.
The scene in front of him was like a poppy flower in full bloom, extremely beautiful but also extremely dangerous.
His Xiao He's hair was wet, his body was naked, and the crystal water droplets were the only embellishment, but in his eyes, it still desecrated that body.
After all, he didn't even dare to touch it too much, but they could flow freely on him.
If he could, he wanted to kiss them dry, let them go, make his body his own.
But in fact, he is the only one who should not possess him in this world.
Fan Shen didn't know what else he could endure, he wanted to get him a bath towel, but he stopped him.
With such an expression, with such a voice, with such a gesture.
If it wasn't for being drunk, if they weren't father and son, then he would not hesitate to believe that he was inviting him.
With a beautiful body, moist eyes, and that seductive demeanor, like a passionate siren, she seduced him.
But in fact, Xiao He doesn't have to be like this at all, even if he is wearing clothes, he is still thinking about how to take them off; even if he calls him 'son', he is still fantasizing about kissing him; even if he keeps talking about the past, And what came to his mind was to possess him, violate him, and make him his own.
Fan Shen lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll get you a bath towel."
Xiao He looked up at him, the steam was steaming, the wine was charming, he couldn't hear what he said, he just thought he was very good-looking.
His Al is the most beautiful person he has ever seen, his Al is the best person to him in this life, his Al... is his true love.
However, he lost him.
Thinking of this, Xiao He couldn't help but his eyes turned red. He stood up from the water and hugged him vigorously: "Don't go, stay with me."
Please, please stay with me.
Even if it was just a dream, he wanted to dream it longer.
The wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated, and the feelings that have been suppressed for more than ten years, because of an accidental touch, it is like a flood that has opened the gate, and it is out of control.
Xiao He missed him so much that he could only fall asleep in the early hours of the day and night.
He didn't know how long he would miss, let alone when it would end.
Can he grab the time that has passed through his fingers
If he can, he is willing to pay any price.
Desperation and sadness filled his chest, Xiao He hugged him because of fear, hugged him because of longing, and finally kissed him in order to keep him.
He owed him, Al was so kind to him, but what did he do
When he has it, he doesn't think about it. When he loses it, the days and nights spent together become a frozen picture, which is constantly repeated, constantly recalled, and constantly stimulates him.
He didn't even kiss him properly.
Now, he kisses him, okay
Touching his lips enthusiastically, Xiao He forced him to open his teeth impatiently.
But when the lips and tongues of the two touched each other, the surging enthusiasm surged through the whole body in an instant like a numbing electric current, wishing to melt the whole brain.
Xiao He's heart trembled slightly, wanting more.
But Fan Shen, who was hugging him, completely lost control.
The string that had been tense was torn off by his own hands, and the suppressed emotion surged out. He had endured it for so many years, longed for it for so many years, and wanted it all the time, but now, he offered it on his own initiative.
There is no greater temptation than this, no more deadly shock than this.
Fan Shen couldn't take it anymore, all excuses, reasons, and ethical concepts were all thrown away.
He likes him, he loves him, since he was conscious, he is the only one in his eyes.
But why, he can't belong to him
He can have nothing, he can give up everything, just give him, okay
He only needs him, only him, that's enough.
Fan Shen responded to him, kissing him with a heart full of longing that couldn't be resolved and despair welling up from the bottom of his heart.
It was really beautiful, hundreds of times more beautiful than he imagined.
His lips are soft, his taste is sweet, his voice, his panting, all are poisons that confuse him.
Even if he knew that he would go to hell if he tasted it, he never turned back.
At least he tasted it, at least he got it, even if it was only a minute and a second, it was enough to savor it in a lifetime.
The two of them fell into the bathtub, the clothes that got in the way were torn apart, and they hugged each other amidst the ripples of the water.
The ultimate happiness was magnified infinitely, and Xiao He felt great satisfaction in a daze.
He had found him at last, had him again at last.
Kissing, lingering, passionate, intense, at the final peak, Xiao He hugged him and shouted softly: "Al... Al... I love you... Al."