Amethyst Fascination

Yukimura couldn't remember how many times they had quarreled after their marriage.And compared to many times before, this time it has been intense to the point of room division.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the empty bedroom, Yukimura had helplessness and sadness in his eyes.

Ten minutes ago, they had another dispute over this year's Australian Open.His beloved child decided to abstain from this year's Australian Open and stay with him because of his recent cold.

The Four Grand Slams are one of the mandatory competitions stipulated by the ATP.Once abstaining, it will mean that the points of the best race will be deducted.

How could he be willing to let that child's hard work go to waste because of his own little discomfort.Therefore, Yukimura rejected the youth's request in the most direct way.Soft-spoken comforting and reassurance have already been said too much before, and it is futile for the stubborn child.

The dispute between them didn't last long, the child who had always been quiet was never Yukimura's opponent verbally.He just listened to Yukimura's reproach in silence, then got up and slammed the door and left.This is also the most direct way for him to express his dissatisfaction.

It was a little cold, Yukimura reached out to pick up his coat and put it on his shoulders, gently rubbing his forehead that was slightly swollen and sore from the cold.His eyes inadvertently fell on the water cup and pills by the bed, and pain spread in his eyes.

This unexpected little cold frightened his child, and made him feel again the thoughtfulness that his lover seldom utters.In order for him to take the medicine on time, the young man, who was obviously more confused than anyone else, adjusted the alarm clock for every time he took the medicine, counted the pills himself, tested the water temperature, and watched him take the medicine before he gave up.

Since that surgery, his Ryoma has shown incomparable patience with regard to his health.No matter how tired the training is, the child has to confirm his physical condition before he can sleep peacefully.

Yukimura will never forget that many times when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would see those golden eyes staring at him motionlessly.Ask him, he always said: "I'm afraid I won't see you when I open my eyes."

Yukimura knew that the operation caused his beloved child to fall into too deep fear, so that for a long time after the operation, the child would always wake up in a dream, and then sleepless until dawn.

The ringtone of the text message suddenly rang in his ears, and he reached for the phone, looking at the text message sent by the child on the screen, a faint smile floated on Yukimura's lips.

The text message only has two words: take medicine.

Sighing softly, he picked up the water glass and swallowed the pills, Yukimura looked at the bright ring on his finger, with helplessness in his eyes.They obviously love each other deeply, why must they quarrel.But he really doesn't want to compromise again, he doesn't want that independent and strong child to lose himself in his love, that's not what he wants.

The phone rang again in the empty bedroom, looking at the number of the call, Yukimura sighed again.He knew that there are some people who spend their whole lives and can never stop loving that child, such as the owner of the call.

After answering the phone, Yukimura said with a soft smile, "Is that kid Ryoma worrying you again?"

"If you don't have a series of quarrels and cold wars, I don't want to waste the phone bill." On the other end of the phone, Tokugawa's always cold voice showed concern that could not be concealed. "Tell me, what is it for? Is it about the competition again?"

"He wants to abstain from the Australian Open, I don't agree, that's it." Sighing low, Yukimura frowned slightly, his eyes fell on their group photo by the bedside.

Sneering coldly, Tokugawa was silent for a moment, and said, "How long are you going to pamper him? That bastard kid is best at taking things one step at a time. After all these years, you still don't understand?"

"So this time I don't intend to compromise any more." Yukimura closed his eyes tiredly with a firm voice in a soft voice.

"Then let's separate for a while. If you continue like this, there will definitely be problems." Knowing the characters of the two too well, Tokugawa said calmly after thinking for a moment: "Your body has recovered, have you thought about it?" What are you going to do in the future?"

Facing Tokugawa's question, Yukimura showed a wry smile after being slightly startled, and asked softly, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

After quitting the ATP, he has been by his lover's side and fought with him all over the world. He really hasn't seriously considered the long-term future.Therefore, a large part of their current situation is caused by him.

"U-17 still lacks a spiritual coach. I think it is suitable for you. If you want, come back." Holding the phone and walking to the balcony, looking at the many young figures on the field, Tokugawa's cold face showed a faint smile. Laughing, "In this way, we are still in his world."

"I'll think about it before I give you an answer. I'll go see if Ryoma is asleep, so I'll hang up first." Saying goodbye to Tokugawa softly, Yukimura hung up the phone and walked towards the guest room with a blanket.

Gently pushing open the door of the guest room, looking at the sleeping figure lying on the desk, Yukimura had a look of love in his eyes.

It's always like this, he is so old and doesn't know how to take care of himself, so how can he be so cruel as to leave.But Tokugawa is right, they should be separated for a while, otherwise, no amount of love will become a heavy shackle, and finally lock happiness out of the door.

He silently walked to the young man, carefully covered him with the blanket in his hand, and looked at the computer screen that was still on.The youth has opened many webpages, but all the webpages have only one theme: precautions for the maintenance of Grey-Barré Syndrome.

The corners of the slightly raised lips twitched uncontrollably, trembling fingers gently caressed the soft dark green hair, deep love floated in the amethyst-like eyes.He lowered his head and kissed the young man's forehead, looking at the slightly open cat eyes with sleepiness, Yukimura smiled softly: "Why don't you go to bed and sleep?"

Rubbing his eyes, the young man stared blankly at his smiling purple eyes, then frowned.Turning his head away, he whispered, "What are you doing here?"

The slender fingers clasped the graceful jaw lightly, and the lips were covered with deliberately tight lips. After a moment of gentle rubbing, it immediately turned into a fierce entanglement of lips and tongues.Quickly unbuttoning the pajamas, kneading the seductive blush on the white chest with his fingertips, Yukimura gasped and chuckled: "I want it."

The stimulation on his chest made the young man straighten up impatiently, shaking his head to dodge the scorching kiss next to his ear, he gasped unspeakably: "Don't...you're sick..." But damn it, being kissed by him like this really hurts me. I really want it.

"Really don't want to?" Backing away slightly, looking at the golden cat eyes filled with desire, the corners of Yukimura's lips raised slightly, his fingers slowly moved down, slid across the strong and slender waist, and pressed directly on the young man's bulging waist Between the legs.Deliberately rubbing slowly, he smiled hoarsely and said, "But that's not what it says here."

Panting in shock, the young man stretched out his hand to press the provocative hand between his legs, his delicate face flushed with lust, and his slightly parted lips let out a thin moan.

Taking Shi Nian's hand between his legs, letting him feel his burning desire, Yukimura could no longer maintain his usual gentle smile.Frowning slightly, he stuck his fingers into the young man's mouth, fiddled with the soft tongue, and said hoarsely, "Lick it wet."

The tip of the fiery tongue was entwined with the slender fingers, letting Yukimura walk towards the big bed behind him with his arms around him.The moment they both fell into Tang's soft bedding, the young man suddenly pushed him away, and quickly took off all the clothes under his gaze.Lying on the bed, with trembling fingers, he actively parted his buttocks, and turned his head to show him a charming smile: "Come in."

Squinting at the ever-shrinking honey pussy under the dim light, Yukimura's amethyst-like eyes were covered with deep desire.Half-kneeling between her slender and strong thighs, her wet fingers rubbed the pink entrance for a moment, piercing deeply into the tunnel that was as hot as fire.

Unstoppable kisses kept falling on the thin young man's back. After he got used to himself a little bit, his expanded fingers quickly changed from one to three, rotating, thrusting and thrusting in the depths of the fiery tunnel, and then pressing on his most sensitive part. on one point.

The strong stimulation and unbearable emptiness caused the young man's groans to rise suddenly, he twisted his body violently, and slammed back hard. He panted and urged: "Hurry up, hurry up."

"Ryoma is so sensitive today, just fingers are so excited." Yukimura slowly pulled out his elegant lips with a slightly charming arc, and looked at the golden eyes that were filled with tears from desire, he looked at himself The fiery firm thrusts at the entrance a few times, and then it is deeply buried in the violently contracted tunnel.

The filled back hole made the young man let out a low sigh of satisfaction, he grabbed the sheet under him tightly, he straightened his waist and slammed into Yukimura behind him, and couldn't help saying: "Deeper, faster."

Maybe it's been too long, the climax was so fast and fierce that they released each other very quickly, leaving only the unfinished panting.

Gently embracing the youth's trembling body in the aftermath of the affair, Yukimura was not in a hurry to quit, and still moved gently.Gently kissing his neck covered with hickey marks, he whispered: "Ryoma, I have decided to return to Japan."

Slightly froze, the young man looked back at those deep purple eyes in amazement, his lips trembling, "You don't want me?"

Such a desperate look made Yukimura's chest hurt, and he hugged him tightly, and said repeatedly: "No, no, don't think about it." He stretched out his hand to touch his suddenly pale face, and kissed his tightly biting lips deeply, It wasn't until he calmed down a little that Yukimura continued: "I plan to accept the invitation of Senior Tokugawa to coach U-17."

"Don't go..." Burying his face into the quilt, the young man gritted his teeth and roared hoarsely: "I won't let you go!"

"Ryoma." Yukimura's eyes hurt as he raised his hand to lightly clasp the twitching fingers clutching the bed sheet.Slowly withdrew from the young man's body, grabbed his shoulders and turned to himself, Yukimura said softly: "I told you many years ago that tennis is me. Although I quit the ATP, I still love tennis deeply. Tennis and You are all I can't give up."

Feeling his lover's trembling body calm slightly, Yukimura smiled softly.The cherished kiss gently burned the closed eyes, he softened his voice, and said in a low voice: "I can no longer play a complete game, but it doesn't mean that I will give up. Going to U-17 to coach, It's how I continue to love tennis and how I continue to be with you."

Listening to Yukimura's explanation, the young man slightly opened his eyes, looking at the smiling purple eyes, still unable to feel relieved. "But you have to leave me." After finally waiting for the opportunity to get along with this person day and night, he didn't want to be separated like this again.

"It's not leaving, my Ryoma." Yukimura smiled and continued: "I just changed the way to fulfill what your father said with you, a bigger dream." .”

Slightly startled, at that moment, the young man thought of Tokugawa and Long Ya, and suddenly became enlightened.Why does Long Ya always say that his dream is not in the ATP? Why did Tokugawa turn around and leave at the peak of his prosperity? It turned out that they had never left, and they continued their beloved tennis in their own way. .

Their goal is the world, and the world is not just ATP.

Raising his head, kissing the slightly raised thin lips, the young man smiled and hummed in his usual proud voice: "I will win back your share, Jingshi."

The purple eyes were slightly curved, and Yukimura gazed tenderly at the blooming golden eyes, with a slight smile on his lips.He knew that his beloved child understood and was relieved.

Kissing the wet lips deeply, and moving his fingers over the naked body, Yukimura's low laughing voice once again lingered in a hoarse lust: "The night is still long, let's continue."