Dawn Redemption

After a hangover, the sky turns white.

Noah crossed his fingers and leaned back in the large and comfortable armchair.The glass panel of the desktop was almost covered by piles of newspapers, documents, and telegrams, but he hadn't even touched them since he entered the office.

After the riot happened, the central government quickly sent people to investigate and visit.In addition to always saying that "all relevant content has been handed over to the high-level", he still prepared dinner for the officials who came, and then drank them all without changing his face.

After returning to the room, he took off his tie and breathed a sigh of relief.It wasn't until the silence of the night seeped into the room that the effects of the alcohol began to slowly ferment and become violent.

In all the entertainments and banquets, even if he was toasted maliciously again and again, Noah has always maintained a steady and calm appearance, and his blade-like eyes have never been blunted by a single bit.But these appearances do not mean that his drinking capacity is really that terrible.It's just that he knows how to measure and has self-control beyond ordinary people, which gives people the illusion that he can drink vodka like water.

But no one knows his own physical condition better than himself.Until now, he could still feel the slightest numbness of alcohol.I even almost scratched my chin when I got up in the morning to shave.

However, what really made him fall into contemplation was last night.

After the same banquet, the same wine stays awake.After turning off the lights and going to bed, the night half a year ago naturally appeared in the darkness in front of me.

It is useless to insist that he did it on purpose, Noah had to admit that he made a mistake.I thought that if I kept calm as usual, the conversation with Finn would be over.

But Noah, who has downplayed and suppressed his physical needs for many years, actually reacted to him when he couldn't control his temper and attacked Finn.The more because of his low self-esteem, helplessness, and weakness, the more he wants to control, oppress, and possess.

It's not the kind of drunk and disorderly sex that is purely looking for someone to vent.He remained sober throughout, knew who he was dealing with, what he was doing, and how despicable and nasty it was.But can't stop it.

Contain the impulse for a long time, once it explodes, it cannot be stopped.At the same time, the desire that grows deep in the heart is also torn off the disguise and exposed.It's not as tender as it was when I was newly married to Greta, but almost animalistic, almost primitive instinct.It left bright red marks on his fragile skin, and with the screams of being scalded, it aroused the latent sadism in Noah's body little by little.

His sanity remained until the moment he entered his body, it disappeared.Before disappearing, the reply he received was:

can not stop.

can not stop.can not stop.can not stop.

No matter what you ask for, you still want more.

I want to kiss every inch of his flushed skin, want to ravage his hot bloodshot stem, want to go deep, deep, deep into his suffocating body.

He still remembers the feeling of being wrapped in that warm body.

He still remembers the feel of sweaty skin sliding across his palms.

Those watery blue eyes that would close in pain on impact.

Lying on the bed, Noah felt a sudden urge to wish that someone was there, someone who could hold him, caress him, possess him, listen to his constant cries and mournful sobs as he came.I want to fall asleep as soon as possible, but I can't restrain this emotion more and more.

Almost torture.

As a result, even now, after one night, he still cannot forget the double pleasure and suffering of indulging in carnal imagination.

He looked at the desk that was almost covered with papers.It was here half a year ago that he roughly swept away the neatly piled documents and books on the table, pulled Finn over to make him lie on the cold glass plate in humiliation, and held his struggling and writhing slender waist. Invaded into his body from behind.

It started again... Noah suddenly woke up, thought for a while, took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, opened it and put it in his mouth to light it.With a puff of smoke, he almost recovered.

It was only then that he realized clearly that he was no longer by his side.

When he himself has not yet awakened, when everything is still ambiguous.

He has already left.