amber affair

Angrily, he snorted softly: "Come and sleep for a while, I'll see you haggard like a ghost."

Walking over in silence, Sanada lay down according to Ryoma's instructions, but he held his thin wrist tightly and refused to let go, and his deep voice was full of pity: "You also need to sleep, after taking such a plane, you You must be tired too."

"Okay." With a light smile, Ryoma quickly took off his coat and got into bed, muttering complainingly: "It's so cold today, why don't you turn on the air conditioner. You are such an old man, and you still don't know how to take care of yourself."

There was a touch of complexity in the black eyes, staring at those clear golden eyes for a long time, Sanada hugged him tightly in his arms, and sighed softly: "As you said, you won't be cold if you hold him tighter."

It won't be cold if you hold it tight.That was a memory that belonged to many years ago, but when I think about it now, there is only pain left.Why can't we hug each other for warmth, why we must separate, why you refuse to like me anymore, Sanada-senpai.

Curled up in Sanada's warm embrace, looking up at the tightly pursed thin lips, a trace of haze appeared in the clear cat eyes.Carefully approaching him, tentatively touching the warm lips in memory with his lips, Ryoma held his breath, afraid that this person would push him away again.

On such a cold winter night, a kiss was enough to ignite the enthusiasm that had been suppressed for a long time. Sanada clasped the back of Ryoma's head violently, and brutally ravaged the delicate lips.The tip of the tongue deeply occupied the warm mouth, tightly entangled with the somewhat jerky clove, sucking the sweet taste, and tearing each other's clothes with fingers.

"Hmm..." A trembling moan spilled out of the corners of his lips, Ryoma raised his head and let Sanada bite fiercely on his neck and collarbone, the slight tingling pain made him a little dizzy.It's not just him who can't forget?

Seductively twisting his body until the clothes were thrown under the bed messily, Ryoma half-opened his confused golden eyes, panted rapidly with his slightly parted lips, and could see the looming bright red tip of his tongue.His body trembled suddenly as the fiery lips kissed the bright red on his chest, he straightened up impatiently, pressed his fingers tightly against Sanada's head, and pushed himself deeper into the lips that were as hot as fire.

The rough palm moved on the thin and beautiful white body, and Sanada kissed the smooth and alluring white porcelain skin like a baby with a heavy breath.The lips moved down along the stroke of the fingers, stayed on the lovely belly button for a moment, and kissed the slightly upright belly button.

"Ah!" With a sweet moan, Ryoma's eyes were moistened by the sudden pleasure, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.His fingers clasped the already messy bed sheets under him like spasms, his long and strong legs gathered, separated, and closed again, and he curled up his toes as if he couldn't bear the huge pleasure.

The dark light of lust flickered in the depths of the black eyes, and he looked at the charming face flushed red by lust without moving, and sent him to himself with his slender waist clasped.The hot tip of the tongue pressed against the top of the oozing liquid, as if about to pierce, and sucked the kiss intensely.

A white light flashed in front of his eyes, his mind went blank for a moment, Ryoma let out a sharp gasp, and climbed to the peak of lust.Weakly collapsed on the bed, the golden eyes stared at the obsidian-like deep eyes with moist mist, and only had the strength to breathe.

"I want you, Echizen." The deep and hoarse voice was like the mellowest coffee, with a wet ambiguity in the sex appeal, Sanada fed the lust in his mouth into the palm of his hand, slowly separated his fingers from his round buttocks, and gently caressed Touching the soft and dry entrance.

Slightly frowning, Ryoma took a deep breath, and relaxed his body in coordination with the fingers that trembled every time he fiddled.The cat's eyes were half open, staring at the handsome face whose order was disordered by lust, he hummed softly: "Don't just talk."

Carefully inserting fingers into the tight tunnel, the scorching inner wall immediately twisted up, causing Sanada to let out a satisfied sigh.Kneading, thrusting, and rotating, the originally dry passage gradually became moist, and the penetrating fingers changed from one to two, to three.

The soft honey hole has been stretched to the extreme, but the itching in the bottom of my heart is becoming more and more empty and unbearable. Ryoma panted lightly, twisted his waist unconsciously, and the tip of his bright red tongue slipped over his slightly swollen red lips unconsciously, urging Moaning: "Come in, come on."

Withdrawing his fingers, he inserted a little shallowly into the already high-spirited and constantly shrinking charming entrance, and the fiery inner wall was already entangled like a flattery, making Sanada gasp.Not caring about hurting the people under him, he roughly separated the twitching slender thighs, pierced them hard, and buried them deeply in the moist and tight passageway.

so tight!It was so tight that both of them felt pain, but the fiery inner wall that was immediately twisted up was constantly shrinking and wriggling like a sweet little mouth, forcing Sanada to let out a muffled groan.Frowning tightly, they began to thrust hard without waiting for each other to get used to each other, hitting the tunnel with endless attraction like a black hole again and again.

The pain made Ryoma's face pale in an instant, and he could only try his best to relax his body to bear the huge body that shuttled back and forth like a sharp blade.Trying to open his eyes wide, seeing the man's brows furrowed in pain and joy, he slowly raised his hand and hugged Sanada's neck tightly.

Sinking down, wantonly enjoying the wonderful pleasure brought by the tight tunnel, Sanada lowered his head to hold the seductive red lips that kept opening and closing, and the tip of his tongue penetrated deeply, stirring, almost greedily sucking the sweet juice in it, until he died The joy of the mind is devoid of mind.

Insertion, ejaculation, lust erupted in the fiery tunnel, and no sound could be heard except each other's violent gasps, Sanada tightened his arms, as if he wanted to embed the person in his arms into his body, and refused to let go for a long time open.

Quietly savoring the aftertaste of the orgasm, until the breathing gradually calmed down, Sanada struggled to pull away from the entwined vagina, seeing the white turbidity gushing out along with the pulling away, he said in a hoarse voice: "Let me help you clean it up. , or you will be uncomfortable."

Nodding weakly, Ryoma snuggled into his hot and sweaty chest, allowing him to hug him thoughtfully and go to the bathroom, clean up, and then go back to bed.

After the passion had faded, his face returned to his usual condensed expression. Sanada leaned against the head of the bed, stroking the wet and messy dark green hair with his fingers, and frowning.My grandfather just passed away, but here I was venting my lust crazily. A trace of uncontrollable guilt welled up in my heart, and my voice was hoarse and low: "How could this be..."

how so?They obviously restrained themselves not to let each other be entangled in pain any longer, why they still couldn't help it when they met each other, couldn't help it.Wanting to hug him, wanting to make everything about him belong to her, this desire is more intense than ever in this cold night.

When will this entanglement end?

Slightly startled, Ryoma opened his tired eyes, quietly looked at the complex handsome face for a long time, then suddenly smiled.Bitter and sad filled his heart, he got up silently, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, and put them on his naked body mechanically.

"Echizen? Are you leaving?" Looking in amazement at the slender figure who had arranged everything and walked slowly towards the door, Sanada clenched his hands into fists, and almost rushed over to hug him tightly.

Just a little bit, really just that little bit.

Pausing slightly, Ryoma turned his head, a slight smile appeared on his delicate face, "I'm not cold anymore, Sanada-senpai, thank you."

I'm not cold anymore, because it's already too cold.

Thank you, thank you for the hugs.At least, when I was hugged by you, I still had the illusion that I was liked by you.

(58)

It was dawn again, and when the bright sunlight shone into the small bedroom, Sanada realized that he had been sitting in the same posture for a whole night from the moment Ryoma left.

Without the hot and soft body in his arms, his body was already cold, but he didn't feel it.Because watching him leave, my heart once again sank into despair that could not see the edge.The heartache had long been numb, and he just sat quietly until the door was pushed open suddenly.

Standing at the door, Yukimura stared at a pair of panicked eyes, carefully searching everything in the room.After seeing clearly that Sanada was alone, he couldn't help but growled eagerly: "Where's Ryoma?"

"Let's go." Pulling the sheet to cover his naked body, Sanada replied calmly with a calm face.

"When did he leave? Did he say where he was going?" He kept asking, his purple eyes, which were always full of confidence, couldn't hide his panic, and Yukimura's hoarse voice was full of exhaustion and anxiety from a sleepless night.

Last night, Ryoma and Sanada were allowed to leave, and after waiting for most of the night, they finally couldn't help calling Sanada's house, but the nurse Asi said that Ryoma had already left.He couldn't get through to Ryoma's phone number, and he couldn't see anyone. Even the people Ryoma knew in junior high school had been searched overnight. How could Yukimura be able to maintain his usual calmness.

Originally, he was worried that Ryoma and Sanada would be alone, because he was afraid that the taciturn child would do something to hurt him again.But now it's a good thing, even no one can be found!

Ryoma, where have you been?Why is there no one answering the phone?

A pleasant cell phone ring suddenly came from the dead silent room, but it was strangely piercing to Yukimura's ears.He hastily took out his mobile phone, looked at the strange incoming call on it, and without thinking about it, he got up directly.

Atobe's hoarse and haggard voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yukimura, I found Echizen, come to Kanagawa Prefectural Hospital quickly."

"Hospital? What's the matter with Ryoma?" The blood on his handsome face suddenly faded, Yukimura staggered a step, managed to stabilize his figure, and asked anxiously.

"Don't ask