Bomb Disposal Elite

The door opened, and Sean had to bite the bullet and go in.

"What's the matter Sean?" Hawkins' drawing board was placed on the table, and it turned out to be the circuit diagram of the bomb.

"Nothing, just passing by."

Hawkins stretched out his hand and scratched Sean's cheek with his fingertips, "Not just passing by, you have been watching me outside for a long time."

"Because you are going to be transferred this weekend, aren't you? Before you transfer, you can play basketball with your team members, or drink beer and watch DVDs together... I mean those classic movies of Dr. Gray, maybe good."

"Yes."

Sean kept his eyes down, and Hawkins reached out and held his face to himself: "Also, I never thought that making you happy is such a simple thing."

"What?" Sean asked.

"Like playing basketball, drinking beer and watching movies together."

"Is there any other entertainment here? Oh, and bridge." Sean smiled.

Howkins just looked at Sean.

The room was very quiet, and Sean's heart beat faster under Hawkins' gaze. He wanted to turn his face away and sit up straight, but the other party finally spoke.

"Sean, you are special."

"what?"

Howkins turned his face slightly: "You are more special than Montero, you are more special than Bomb, you are the most special..."

"Of course, you don't comfort yourself thinking about Montero or the bomb."

"Because of you, I feel that being alive is more important than dismantling the Montero bomb." Hawkins pressed Sean on his forehead, his voice was low and magnetic, like an old record playing back and forth People can't return to reality, "I know, you have been standing behind me and watching me. You make me feel safe."

Sean's lips were held by him, and he squeezed them lightly, but his tongue never stuck in, as if such a simple touch of lips was an extremely beautiful thing.

Then Sean slowly extended his tongue towards him, and Hawkins caught it without warning and sucked.His palms go around the back of his head.

Sean felt he didn't need to fight that feeling anymore.

Tomorrow will come, and he doesn't want to have any regrets if their result is only separation.

He reached out and tugged at Howkins' T-shirt, which stopped at the shoulders.

Hawkins stopped and looked at him: "Sean, do you know what you're doing?"

"Turn your fantasies into reality." Sean raised the corners of his lips.

Hawkins suddenly pressed him on the bed, and his handsome facial features brewed a kind of strength: "Sean, you don't know how crazy my fantasy is."

"You're a lunatic, I already knew that."

Hawkins lowered his head: "I don't know how to control myself."

"If you make me unhappy, I'll kick you to death..." Before Sean finished speaking, he was overwhelmed by Hawkins' strong kiss.

His camouflage uniform was ripped off by Howkins, and he put it in his ear, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have fantasized about taking off your camouflage uniform many times."

"Why camouflage?" Sean smiled.

Hawkins kissed his exposed neck, biting his teeth, "Because taking off the camouflage uniform...can change you from a soldier to my Sean."

"Great idea." Sean turned over and pressed on Hawkins' body, and the two of them were on the edge of the bed.

Hawkins didn't seem to mind being suppressed by Sean, he just raised his head and kissed his brows and eyes, his palms along his back, all the way down, and stretched into his underpants.

Sean was kissed by him, feeling his presence with his eyes closed. ..., from a gentle touch to a firm one, as if to control everything about Sean.Sean turned his head and tried to pull Hawkins' hand back, but the other party suddenly sealed his lips. The strength of the sucking made people feel overwhelmed. It was a standard Howkins-style kiss.

Sean was dazed, and the other party raised his leg to support his side waist, the world turned upside down, and Sean was pressed back on the mattress again.Howkins kissed Sean's cheek, rolled to his chin and neck, all the way down, every touch was like a spark on the verge of ignition.Sean's breathing became heavy.

"Hawkins...it's a little strange..."

"Nothing is strange." Hawkins unbuttoned his pants, and took Sean's hand to touch the scorching hot place, "You know, I want you."

At that moment, the premonition of burning came, and Sean swallowed: "OK... I don't think I'm ready yet..."

Howkins grabbed Sean's waist and turned him over, and Sean's chin hit the pillow.

"Hawkins! What are you doing?"

Hawkins kissed Sean down the back, making a circle around the tailbone.Sean's eyes widened, he propped his upper body and wanted to pull away, this feeling was too strange, what was pressing on him was not a gentle woman, but a tough male animal.

Hawkins clasped Sean's waist,...

"Stop! Hawkins! Stop!" Sean struggled, but felt the burning beast crash into it, trying to cut through everything that blocked his progress, expanding his body to the brink of collapse.

Sean gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead were about to burst, he felt that Hawkins would really kill him, and while Hawkins reached out to hug him, Sean was about to break free with all his strength.

"Where do you want to go?" Hawkins held him down and rushed in without warning.

Sean opened his mouth wide, his whole face turned red instantly, and it took him a long time to beat the quilt: "I'll fuck you—"

And Hawkins chuckled: "You're great inside."

... Sean kept yelling and cursing, the burning pain made him want to twist his head off, and he greeted the Hawkins family again. ...: "Sean, when you scolded my sister just now, you repeated your words."

Just as he reached a certain point, Sean gasped.

Hawkins smiled and backed out.

Sean, as if pardoned, was about to turn over regardless of the pain there, but Hawkins dragged him back, kissed him violently, and pushed him back on the bed.

……

Sean's groan was drowned out by Hawkins' kiss.

Howkins kept rushing to the deepest part, hitting the place that made Sean most emotional.

The tide of doom poured into Xiao En's mind, washing away all fear and anxiety.

Hawkins' expression seemed as if he was in the dreamland he wanted most, but he couldn't control the ecstasy in his heart, he kept asking for it, even if he had everything Sean had, he couldn't stop it.

The panting sounds are intertwined, as if they want to ignite the air.

Sean had the illusion that Hawkins had rushed into his brain, his thinking, and even every cell in his blood.

When the moment came, with heat rushing through his body, Sean hugged Hawkins tightly.

The other party leaned on his body, stroking his facial features over and over again with his fingers.

"you are mine……"

Sean exhaled, his voice a little hoarse: "I must be crazy."

"Then keep going crazy." Hawkins didn't get out of his body, but leaned his head sideways on Sean's neck, and lightly touched Sean's side face with his lips.

Sean didn't speak, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep in the warmth of Hawkins.

At this moment, Dr. Gray was lying on his bed, pressing his temples, and the roaring sound on the other end of the phone forced him to turn his head.

"What do you mean he doesn't want to go to Sudan—"

"It just means that I don't want to go." Dr. Gray wanted to sigh, Lieutenant General Howkins had such a son, it was really a headache.

"He's crazy! Gray! And he's going to drive me crazy too!"

"In addition, I have another piece of news to tell you. Your son has fallen in love with his comrade in arms."

"What? Comrades? A man?"

"Yes, there are no female soldiers in the EOD in Baghdad."

"Are you kidding me? Is it because you've been in the army too long? I'm going to get him back right away!"

"Calm down, Lieutenant General. What I just said to you is that he's in love, not that he's infatuated or that he's interested. Lieutenant General, do you understand me?"

"You mean I can't break them up? My God, I'm using the word break up, it's ridiculous!"

"You know your son is a madman, so I think the question you have to think about is not how to get your son to leave that person alive Get a sharpshooter from the army to kill the person who made your son crazy. Do you think My son is a lunatic, so why is he crazy?" There was a smile on the corner of Gray's lips.

The other end of the phone was quiet, only the sound of breathing could be heard.

"He will get what he wants, no matter what the cost."

Dr. Gray could imagine that Lieutenant General Howkins pressed his eyes on the other end of the phone, feeling extremely helpless, "I don't care about others or myself, he wants to get what he wants."

"Then what you have to worry about now is that poor American soldier who came to Baghdad but was favored by your son. Will he accept Hawkins?" Dr. Gray lightly tapped the edge of the bed with his fingers , the voice stretched and seemed leisurely, "Hawkins is a heavy bomb, and the detonator is in the hands of that soldier."

"So does he love Hawkins? Will he be with him?" There was uncertainty in the lieutenant general's voice.