Spider Mattress

With his head resting on his arms, he looked at Kamiya who was sleeping with his pillow in his arms while maintaining the position when he finished the work.

It seemed to annoy him to use a tissue to wipe the liquid from his hair when he came on his face.The hair at the temples was congealed.Hisasumi reached out and touched the hard part of his hair... just like that, gently stroking the black hair.

"Hi, Kamiya."

Kusumi muttered indistinctly.

"Be mine..."

When I said it, I realized again that this is not just a temporary physical relationship, and my obsession with getting Shengu has become more and more serious.

When it comes to things like love, I will be confused.Still, wanting to make this elusive man all his own was driven only by this sense of impatience.

"Give up that boring man like Kiuchi."

The sleeping Kamiya frowned sadly.

His lips, which were red and swollen from overuse of oral sex, moved slowly.

"Mr. Kiuchi...?"

Fascinated voice.

Kusumi's chest ached like being stabbed by an awl.

"Mr. Kiuchi..."

As if in hot pursuit, Kamiya called again.As if cherishing it very much, he pronounced the syllables one by one.This time, Jiusumi's heart twitched violently as if a red-hot iron had been placed on it.

Something seemed to swell in the back of my throat, and then finally exploded.

"Hey!"

Hissumi grabbed Kamiya's bare shoulders and roughly turned him over.

The moment Kamiya opened his eyes in surprise, Kusumi's slap landed on his cheek.The uncontrollable shot made Kamiya's head tilted to one side, and red liquid oozes from the corner of his mouth, probably because the inside of the mouth was bruised by the teeth.

"Well……"

The eyes that seemed to lose focus wobbled up and looked up.

"How can Kiuchi be so good?"

"..."

"answer me!"

"—It's Kiuchi who has been supporting me..."

Kamiya whispered involuntarily, the voice full of obsession made Jiusumi's stomach twist and ache.

"Is that all?"

"We've always been together, giving me strength... Steady and warm, very serious, completely different from those unsteady affairs officers in the past. As long as I'm by that person's side, I will..."

Never want to hear it again.

Hissumi covered Kamiya's body and took away the lips that he had never had before.

"...Uh, don't..."

Probably because he hated that he was talking about Kiuchi's lips being stained by Kusumi, Kamiya began to resist for the first time.

The white skin covered with red hickeys sucked by him was struggling and rolling under him.

——Obey me... engrave my mark!

Kamiya's slender neck seemed to be attracting Kusumi's hand, tempting him to hold it there and crush the Adam's apple in his palm.

Kusumi opened his eyes, showing the same expression as before.

Time seems to go back to 12 years ago.

Kamiya was panting with dull eyes, and in front of him was Kusumi who was out of breath.

The lips of the two meet together.Hissumi's tongue slipped between the parted lips, and entered the inside of Kamiya's burning mouth.The tip of the tongue rubbed against the inner wall stickily, and tasted the taste of blood.

Hisagi searched for the place of bleeding, and his wet tongue explored the mucous membrane inside Kamiya's mouth.

"Uh, uh...uh, uh!"

Being licked at the wound, Kamiya's body trembled in surprise.

Kissing with the neck tightened is very painful.As if trying to escape the pain, Kamiya grabbed Hissumi's arm and dug his nails into his skin.

After pointlessly resisting, Kamiya began to respond to Kusumi's kiss with his tongue slightly.

Hisusumi's almost painful penis was rubbing against the naked muscle on the inner side of Kamiya's leg, and the saliva from the two of them was stained on his lips.

It was past ten o'clock when Kamiya woke up.

Today is Saturday, and it is scheduled to investigate several cases in the afternoon, and Kiuchi will go to work with him.

Before going to work, I have to go back to my residence to change clothes. The man next to me is still asleep, so Kamiya gets up and gets out of bed to take a shower.

He planned to go out without waking up Kusumi, but when Kamiya wiped his hair with a towel and walked into the living room, Kusumi seemed to have just sat on the sofa, his upper body was naked, and his lower body was only wearing shorts.

"Want coffee?"

Kamiya nodded in response, Jiuyu scratched his hair and stood up.

The lines are straight, and the strong back muscles are decorated with very unpleasant tattoos.

There are stretched webs criss-crossing, nests of highly viscous spiders...

It made Kamiya feel like he had become an imprisoned ant.

I became an ant stuck on a spider web.The spider's sharp front feet tore off its wings, gouged out its limbs, and then tore its body with its sharp teeth.

At the same time as the fear, the sweet toxin also seeped into the body.

He had a premonition that he might be forced to give up his job with Kiuchi, and would be stuck under Kusumi's fangs all day—then there was no way he could escape.

"...the coffee is really bad enough."

Taking the cup to his mouth, Kamiya tilted the corner of his mouth unexpectedly.Thick and thick.

"It'll wake you up in no time."

"It's better to say that even the nerves have been destroyed."

Kusumi, who was standing in front of him, smiled sarcastically.

"Isn't that why you sent it to your door?"

"..."

Kusumi cannot be underestimated.He's a man with pretty keen senses.

Kamiya was so obedient to last night's intense sex, Kusumi probably already saw the reason for it.

It wasn't because he was afraid of revealing his love for Kiuchi, but because he wanted to dispel his feelings for Kiuchi and used Kusumi.

Under the unbearable shame, Kiuchi can be forgotten.Doing so will realize how ridiculous it is that such a filthy self still likes the upright Kiuchi.

"You staggered into my network yesterday, and now you can't retreat."

Kusumi pursed his lower lip, showing a cruel smile.

"Before that, no matter how you were destroyed by me, you couldn't complain."

For some reason, I felt at ease with these words.

...Although I am not good at building a harmonious relationship with others, but through being destroyed, I can also form a deep relationship with others.

— Strange theory.

Kamiya once again felt a warm, bitter, cloudy liquid flowing down his throat.

Kusumi drove Kamiya back to the apartment.

Sitting in the fast-moving car, Kamiya speculates that the car Kusumi often uses is a BMW?It should be a black M5. M5 is a four-door car that looks very ordinary, but its structure and performance are very strong. It belongs to the kind of powerful high-end car that costs more than 1000 million yuan.

Jiuyu's driving response and shifting ability are very good, with obvious strength and strong courage.

Accustomed to Kiuchi's cautious driving, Hisagi's rough driving style made Kamiya a little excited.

——Hissumi is still the same as in high school, nothing has changed.

His rough but muscular archery skills have something in common with his current driving skills.

Provocative and charming.

Kamiya looked at the profile of Hissumi who was holding the steering wheel, his vigorous face vaguely revealed his brutal character.The strong line of the jaw has an enviable masculinity.Unlike Kamiya, Hisumi has a physique that can grow a beard almost in one night, and the stubble adds to his wild charm.A black turtleneck that matched his hazel hair.

Hissumi stopped the car because he was stopped by the signal.

Then he unfastened his seat belt and leaned towards Kamiya.

There was no room for refusal, and her lips were taken away.When his own lips were being licked, Kamiya punched Kusumi's thick chest without hesitation.Under the blow without considering the strength, Jiuyu couldn't help moaning.

"it hurts."

"You, what are you doing, in this kind of place."

Maybe it will be seen in the rearview mirror by the car in front.It may also be seen by people walking on the road.Kamiya was too frightened to speak, Kusumi smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"It's all your fault, showing an expression that wants me to kiss."

"Who showed that expression..."

"Mr. Kamiya, you have a perverted face even with an expressionless face."

Jokingly said, "It's better to be more careful", Jiuyu fastened his seat belt again, and stepped on the accelerator as if nothing had happened.

Rejecting Hissumi's proposal to send himself to the meeting place he had agreed with Kiuchi, Kamiya took out the key to open his room on the eighth floor of the apartment, and walked in.

The recording light showing the left-behind phone was flickering, and Kamiya walked towards the cabinet where the phone was placed to play the message, frowning.

Signs of someone.

There was someone else in this living room besides myself.

——In the end, who is it...

A chilling feeling.Kamiya slid his hand into his coat pocket and grabbed the phone.Kusumi should still be around.It's awkward to rely on him, but it's an emergency.

Kamiya immediately took out his mobile phone and called Kusumi's number.

As soon as he pressed the call button, footsteps came from behind.Kamiya turned around abruptly, and the phone dropped from his hand to the floor.

Standing in front of me was a muscular man in his mid-thirties, wearing blue overalls with a hat covering his eyes.What the man holds in his right hand is a sharp knife with a thick blade.

"Hey, I just came back in the morning. It seems that Mr. Prosecutor also has something to do."

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

While questioning him, Kamiya saw the curtains being blown up by the wind, it seems that he managed to cut through the window and get in.