Bomb Disposal Elite

When he walked to the dormitory, he found that the door was open. Only then did Sean realize that he seemed to have forgotten to lock the door before he came out.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he froze.

"How...How come you are here, Howkins?"

Most importantly, he was lying on his bed, playing the DVD he just finished watching!

"It's five twenty in the afternoon." It meant that he came back from duty.

"Then you can't come into my room casually!"

"You didn't lock the door." Hawkins picked up the remote control and fast-forwarded to the place where the actress' waist was swaying, "Do you like this type?"

"What?" Sean came over, grabbed the remote control and turned off the screen.

It's too weird to know that Hawkins is lying on Sean's bed watching oral movies.

But at this moment, Hawkins still looks nothing. His neck showing the collar of his camouflage uniform is slender and powerful, his chin is elegant, and even the sunken eyes look deep and charming.

crazy!

Sean sat on the edge of the bed and covered his head, "Can you stop appearing in front of me again?"

"why?"

"Because you're a disaster."

"Sean?" Howkins sat up and looked at his back.

"You turned my head into a pot of macaroni."

"You are also a disaster for me. If it is inevitable, it is better to face it. Or you can face a bomb that leaves you without ashes, but you can't face me."

Sean hugged his head and laughed, "You know what? I was watching a DVD today and my little brother stood up, and then I gave myself a blast and saw your face at the height of it. Is this your purpose? Or something I have to face?"

"At least you were honest and told me you saw me at the best time."

"And in 41 days? Howkins. I'll go back to America, I'll take three to six months off and then I'll maybe go back to Special Forces. We'll be like we've never met each other again. Maybe you'll keep going On the way to find Montero James, and I will occasionally think of you and then forget you. Maybe in the end I will find that what I am distressed about now is ridiculous because it will be over after leaving Baghdad." Sean still supported his head , "The scariest thing is that when everything is over, I still think of how unlucky you must be when I watch porn!"

Howkins stretched out his hand, but didn't hug Sean, he just put his palm on his back, "I think of you when I watch porn, but it's unlucky for you to think of other women Shouldn't it be me?"

"Oh, for God's sake!" Sean took his hand away and looked at Howkins, "Please don't fucking say how wronged you are!"

"Actually I've put up with it for a long time. Why don't you try? Maybe I can make you feel better than that woman in the DVD."

Sean punched Hawkins directly, "What the hell do you mean!"

Howkins stretched out his hand to hold Sean's fist, turned his eyes sideways and raised the corners of his mouth, the arc of his lips parted and even the air twitched, "Then let me put it another way that you can accept, I will be more persuasive than that woman You are cool." Hawkins' fingers brushed over Sean's brows, stroking gently.

"Hawkins, I'm sick. I've got oozing blisters! And I'm not so naive as to think I'm sacrificing myself like a woman to please me."

"But at least we can kiss, don't you want to try?"

Sean sneered and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"How long did it take you to watch that DVD to get an erection?"

"I don't know... about ten minutes... I believe you can stand up without looking at it!" Sean pressed his eyes. He didn't understand why Hawkins, who has always been taciturn, could speak so bluntly when he mentioned that matter. white?

"Then what if I say you'll get up in three minutes if you kiss me?" Howkins put his hand around Sean's side and put it on his crotch.

"Just kissing?" Sean took Hawkins' hand away, "That's absolutely impossible!"

"Then do you dare to bet with me?" Hawkins looked serious.

"Okay, if I don't respond, can you just throw those thoughts about me out of your head?" Sean looked at him.

Hawkins raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure you want me to give up thinking about you?"

"Who knows?" Sean pulled Hawkins and set the time for the phone, "Don't you want to try?"

Hawkins stretched out his palm, and Sean thought that the other party was trying to protect himself, but he just covered his eyes: "Close your eyes."

Sean smiled and closed his eyes.No matter what, he believed, no one could make him react with a kiss.

Hawkins' lips touched Sean, but just stayed there.

"Are you wasting time? You know 3 minutes..."

The tip of his tongue opened his lips and swept in. Sean knew that Hawkins' kisses were always crazy and unrestrained, but he would not let him conquer the city so easily. For those who have ever had a girlfriend, kissing is not bad at least if not a master.

Hawkins' palms grabbed Sean's shoulders and pressed towards him.

This made Sean amused, he felt that it was not himself but Hawkins who would react.

What's strange is that Howkins let Sean provoke him like this, his palm inserted into Sean's hair, just when Sean wanted to back out, Hawkins sucked his The tip of the tongue repeated that action over and over again, obviously not changing every time, but every sucking was thick and deep, as if a storm was brewing.

Sean fell backwards in his arms.

But he was not reconciled. He leaned his elbows on the bed and kept kissing back, but he couldn't regain his own territory.

The tip of Hawkins' tongue licked along the flanks of Sean's tongue, as if wandering on the edge of nerves, his heartbeat was hooked, and the original war-like kiss suddenly began a prelude to ambiguity and provocation.

Sean rejected Hawkins, he wanted to say that 3 minutes should have come, why didn't his cell phone ring?Is it because there is no electricity?

Hawkins' arm was strong, and he grabbed Sean's wrist, causing him to sink into the pillow.The dizziness in the head is not as good as the surging tide in the mouth.

Sean raised a leg to touch Hawkins' side, and then used the strength of this leg to turn over suddenly, but even though he was now pressing on Hawkins, the opponent's palm still clasped him, Sean He propped up his upper body, but Hawkins kept chasing him with his head up, and there was still no gap between them.

Sean stretched out a hand to reach for the phone. He wanted to make sure that the 3 minutes hadn't really arrived yet?

He had a premonition that he was about to fall.

At that moment, the tip of Hawkins' tongue came out and hooked the corner of Sean's lips. It was different from the overwhelming attack just now, but Sean gasped for the touch of the swipe.

"I feel it." Hawkins lay on the pillow with a charming smile on his face, "You're up there."

At this moment, Sean's cell phone began to buzz, notifying him that it was time.

"Oh...damnit!" Sean tried to get up, but Hawkins didn't let go.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you out?"

"I'm sure I don't need it." Sean's breathing has not yet calmed down. He never thought that kissing would consume so much oxygen.

"Okay." Hawkins let go of his hand, and Sean sat up smoothly.

Sean couldn't console himself that this was a normal reaction, because in a way it was.It's just that this reaction came from Hawkins.

"You're a man, Hawkins, and you're my teammate." Sean pulled the pillow over his crotch.

"so what?"

"So...so I don't know..."

"But I won this bet, which means that I can do whatever I want to you in the future."

"What?" Sean felt at that moment if there was something wrong with his ears.

“I said 'yes. Let's jerk off together."

Howkins pulled the pillow away, pulled Sean over in a lying position, and hugged him, "It doesn't matter if it's kissing, handjob or even sex, what's the big deal? Sean... What are you obsessed with?" Hawkins' palm passed from Sean's body around his waist, unzipped the zipper, and stretched in.

Sean pressed his wrist, "Maybe it's not a big deal... I don't know what I care about."

Hawkins only used the only movable fingertip to tease Sean's desire, the sound of swallowing made Hawkins stick to the back of Sean's neck, and he kissed his skin, "Then don't think about you Things to care about. No matter what happens between us, I will still be the madman who thinks you are my back. Tomorrow you have the last day off, go ask Dr. Gray."

At this point, Dr. Gray, who was listening to Baja, yawned, and at that moment his record skipped.

The EOD team always walks on the tightrope, maybe one day the person walking in front of you or walking behind you will fall off.

This all happened on the fourth day of Sean's recovery team assignment.

"This is EOD's F team." Rick turned on the intercom on the car as the Humvee was driving in downtown Baghdad.

"Team F of EOD, please go to the North District and locate 3, 3, and 6. Insurgents were found in the yellow abandoned building, and they are likely to be carrying explosives. Please support Squad F."