father - home

My body was on top of him and he was lying under me.I kissed his smooth forehead, his slightly frowned eyebrows, his straight nose bridge, the bead in the center of his upper lip, his soft and full rhomboid lips and well-defined jaw.Kissed the Adam's apple, and gently touched the wound with the lips, so as not to cause him pain again; caressed it back and forth with the tip of the tongue to moisten its new skin; sucked slightly with the mouth, as if it still had blood oozing out.All the way down the central axis, where my mouth passed, there was a faint trace of water on the smooth skin, which gave off a faint reflection under the candlelight. Follow my heart's desire.

"Baby, you have baby skin," I said quietly. "do you know?"

"Oh."

"You have the skin of a baby, you have the sweetest breath, and you are absolutely fabulous from top to bottom."

Zhao listened, his body twitched, and my heart also twitched, but I still want to say this and do this.I have confirmed that although the previous cautiousness and careful care cannot be said to be wrong, it is not the most correct either.If I had made it clear earlier, maybe Zhao would not have suffered so alone. He shouldn't have faced it alone, but under the guise of respecting him, I let him fend for himself.

"You really know how to joke... the scars on this body..."

"No, these scars are decorations, not blemishes, you are flawless." The tip of my tongue rested on a scar on his chest, "And they are recovering." I kissed his shoulder again, from the scar on his arm The internal test who kissed all the way to the arm, "You have amazing vitality, you know? After the summer, most of them will disappear, not even pigmentation."

"You don't want to?"

"I'm jealous." I raised his hands above his head and continued to kiss. "Your skin is so delicate and fair that even us white people are jealous."

"In summer, I can get a tan."

"That's even more charming."

"You can get a tan too."

"Me?" I frowned and smiled bitterly. "I'm miserable and just get freckles."

"I've seen white children with freckles all over their faces, what do you look like?" Zhao looked at me and smiled, the sadness in his eyes gradually faded away, leaving only deep love.

I held one side of his chest and caressed it, and stroked it in a circle with my flat palm.

His breathing became heavy, and his chest heaved slightly under the candlelight.

I stroked harder.I took my hand away, stared at his chest, and murmured, "Oh God...look at you..."

He looked at me, a blush covering his face.Yes, even in the dim candlelight, the crimson color is still clearly discernible, getting worse and spreading, cheeks, neck, chest...seeing me leaning down towards his chest...Zhao put his hands on my head, as if Finally lost control and moaned.

With one hand still on his chest, the other reached under his neck and lifted his head, I breathed into his face, I kissed his lips and licked them with my tongue.

He responded suddenly eagerly, gripping my hair tightly with both hands.

We kissed so intensely, so passionately, that we barely had time to breathe.We completely forget about the rest and just think about getting into each other's hearts and welcoming each other into our own home.The upper and lower doors have been opened, and behind them is the path leading to the atrium.Hand in hand, we walked happily in each other's paths.Anxiety, excitement, exploration, warmth, sweetness, and moisture, when we arrive at the splendid and colorful fairyland, our hearts stop beating because of shock, and tremble because of happiness...

"My sweetest baby," I gasped, "I don't know what to do, you mean so much to me..." My eyes blurred, "What should I do with you? I can't You swallow it, you can’t do it little by little, you can’t take it in big mouthfuls..."

"It can be hidden." Zhao whispered, gasping for breath...

"what?"

"The tiger will hide the prey that can't be eaten at once, and eat it after digesting it."

"What?" I laughed dumbfounded. "Do you think you are my prey?"

"Is not it?"

"No. I am your prey. You have already captured my heart."

I got up and helped Zhao take off his pants.Zhao wanted to come by himself, I stopped him with gestures.When Zhao was seriously ill, I served him not once or twice, and I was very familiar with his body, just like I was familiar with myself.But today is different, today is totally different.I moved very slowly, very lightly and softly. I used my mouth instead of my hands, inch by inch, so that the newly exposed skin could already feel the coldness of my lips before feeling the coldness of the air. tenderness and the heat of my kiss.I kissed him carefully and heartily, wrapping him tightly with love.

I tried my best to restrain myself, restrain my desires and impulses, lock the flames in my chest, and tremble uncontrollably, just like the earth shaking before a volcano erupts.There is lava in my heart, fire in my eyes, my tongue is hot, my throat is parched, and the pain in my stomach is too strong for me to bear.

I spread his legs apart and knelt between them myself.Zhao raised his upper body on his elbows and looked at me.I put my hands on his stomach and buried my head.Zhao began to struggle.While struggling, I grabbed his hand on my shoulder and interlocked his fingers.I raised my eyes and saw Zhao Shining's eyes, panic, apprehension, anticipation, and longing.Did he, too, feel a fire burning within him?Was he afraid of being burned to ashes?

Struggling is weak, hesitant, and not firm.Zhao suddenly lost his strength and fell on the bed erratically.

Through the mist in front of my eyes, I saw the tears on Zhao's face.He cried, when he said "I can't do it" over and over again in pain and despair, he didn't cry, but now, he cried.

I kissed away the tears on Zhao's cheeks, warm and salty, kissed his eyes, and kissed away more tears there.

Zhao put his hands on my back, and said in a hoarse and trembling voice, "How did you do it?"

"I don't do anything but you know it's me, your love, your Marty, and it's relaxed, confident, warm, and stretched, like a stretch, like a flower blooming in the sun."

"I've never heard of it, can this describe it?"

"Now I hear it. It's the most beautiful thing in life, and I can't describe it with any beautiful thing. Especially for you."