open relationship

I like this kind of life, I just know, I will like it.Maybe it was because of this that I didn't dare to start easily.It's like having a pet and finally not having to worry about it going away.

Every time I leaned down, touched the hair on the top of her head, once and again, then knelt down in front of her, kissed her forehead, and then had sex with her, touching every part of her body, once and for all.She rubbed against me obediently, making a suppressed whisper.

It was just such an additional relationship that gave him a strange sense of security.

I can say my request in a commanding tone without any scruples, without worrying that she will refuse.That warm sense of superiority, I am the center of her world, she will revolve around me tightly, I am her everything, she serves me.

I like that she is careful with me, and I am obsessed with her shy expression, and I like Feixia crawling all over her cheeks.I don't have to pretend, I don't have to control, I don't have to pose, I can replace it all with violence and strong and rigid rules.

One night, listening to her reading those sentences in the book for me, I hope that her soft voice will surround me like this, blooming only for me.When she occasionally reads a few indescribable passages in the book, I am obsessed with it. I hope she reads more of such passages and hears that combination of words fall out of her mouth.She has no room for rejection.Just like Hideko in "The Second Lady".But I listened so tenderly, without playfulness, without intimacy, and I didn't even want any further actions to spoil all this.For many moments, I wished she was really my servant, my slave.

She was lying in my arms like a docile kitten.I like to hold her horizontally, pat her back lightly, bury her neck, and nibble carefully, watching her raise her head impatiently.The other hand caressed her thigh, at the base of her thigh, but not up until she took my hand and pulled it through mine.

Every day, every day.

An Ran came to ask me: what happened?I said fine.She pushed me to be specific.I said something to her.After she heard it, she didn't look at me with admiration and praise as much as she did at the beginning.After a long silence, she spoke to me very seriously for the first time: this can't go on.

I don't understand my face: why?

She: It's not obvious.You should be clear in your heart.

I am not sure.

"You don't feel safe yourself, but you want to sacrifice her?"

I got angry now: "What do you call sacrifice? It's obviously a win-win situation!"

"Anyway, you have to take full responsibility. She got into it because of you. She got into it, and it's shameless for you to say it's mutual benefit afterward."

I was too angry to talk anymore.

"What's more, you are in a relationship, what is mutual benefit and win-win contract? You can do that sexually, and you can do that everywhere in life. What do you want to do?"

I admit that she speaks clearly, but I just don't want to talk about it.

What's wrong with living like this for a lifetime?

But she seemed to guess my mind: "Ask you, if you can feel safe like before, which one do you choose, which one of her? If you can be like before, she can completely own you, what do you think?" Which one will she choose, which one will you?" She didn't intend to listen to my answer at all, and continued: "So, this is whitewashing, do you understand, and it does not solve the problem fundamentally."

"This kind of disease that only time can cure, by the time it's over, it's already in disarray and exhaustion."

She suddenly said excitedly: "Then get married! You can feel at ease after you get married. You don't want to say anything that has no legal effect in China or you can still get a divorce. Your illness is not that serious!" After speaking, she looked at me with a worried expression on the other side of the screen.

"Married?!" I remained stiff, unable to speak for a long time.

She looked at me more worriedly.

a long time. "An Ran, why haven't I thought about this before?"

"How do I know?" She looked at me like a fool.

"Because I never thought that I could marry her." After I finished speaking, I shed tears in two lines, and the tears fell uncontrollably without money.

Her eyes were also wet: "I understand."

Now, maybe I'm good enough?

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Writing collapsed, writing collapsed!Try to finish the next chapter. .Updated in response to the new ban on homosexuality!