Sara

not understand……

I don't understand what this person is thinking.

Yofasa pursed his lips, and Linshu bandaged him gently and restrainedly. He was doing his best to overcome his desire and desire to complete this treatment.

It seemed that getting Yofasha to stop hurting was more important than anything in the world.

Yofasa's arms were covered under circles of pure white gauze. He stared at the raised veins and red eyes of Linshu's forehead, and asked softly:

"What exactly do you want?"

He is indeed special, special, and different from other sappers.

He cares about me, not the emperor.Yofasha thought.

Linshu raised his head to look at Yofasa's confused face, he got up slowly, stroked the corners of Yofasa's eyes slowly with his fingers, and replied hoarsely: "Sara...I want my Sarah..."

The signature on the title page of the novel jumped into Yofasa's mind. The neat and beautiful cursive characters, and the name with a beautiful meaning, turned out to really belong to him.

How could he have such a name?No one had ever called him that, and he would never have made up such a feminine name himself.

Was that what the guy called him?

So it looks like the shirt hanging by the bed was also his.

Yofasa was pushed by Linshu to the floor next to the bed. He was thinking about the problem, so he didn't deal with it seriously, but just sat quietly, allowing Linshu to hold him and bury his face in his neck.

Linshu's cheeks were hot, and so was his body.

The emperor's breath gave him some relief, but it wasn't enough. He wanted more, so much that he tore the emperor into pieces and stuffed them all into his stomach.

Of course, this kind of thinking is wrong, he knows it very well.

He couldn't hurt Jehophasa, his Sarah, his princess.

So he could only keep getting closer, closer, and closer again, so close that there was no gap between them.

Yofasa thought for a long time, and finally came back to his senses. He noticed something pressing against his lower abdomen, so he touched it with his hand.

"You..." He slightly raised his pale golden eyebrows, "Although I haven't tried it, it's not impossible."

Linshu was still ashamed of his reaction, but when he heard Yofasha say that, he was immediately stunned.

He suspected that Yofasa didn't know what he was talking about.

He suspected that he had misunderstood what Yofasha meant.

He suspected that his thoughts were dirty.

Jehophasa pushed him away, uttering a syllable that was not shared by any language.

Lin Shu leaned against the bed, he didn't want to be separated from Yofasha, but he couldn't disobey Yofasha's order.

Yes, Jehophasa's order, he "heard" Jehophasa telling him to stay here and not move.

So he watched Yofasha go out, and the doors closed before his eyes.

This room is still full of "messages" from Yofasa. Linshu clutches his chest, like a drug addict who has a withdrawal reaction. All of Yofasa's "relics" were dug out and piled up around him, and he even wanted to go out to catch up with Yofasa and melt him into his blood.

His mind twisted like a monster at this moment.

No wonder Yofasha used to be so afraid of the individual assimilated by himself, but it would be a complete disaster for him to have an engineer with weak self-control by his side.

Will he just walk away because he hates himself like this?Linshu thought suddenly.

He suddenly got up, wanting to go out to have a look, but hesitated.

Fortunately, he didn't struggle for long, Yofasha had already returned, he was carrying the paper bag, and gave Linshu a slight sideways glance.

Linshu was excited about the emperor's breath becoming strong again, when Yofasa threw the contents of the bag onto the bed one by one—there were three boxes of condoms and a bottle of lubricant, ranging in size from small to large.

It can be seen that Yofasa is really inexperienced, and he doesn't even know which model he should use.

During the time he was away, Yofasa heard others speak yellow accents more than once, so he became curious, and especially searched for relevant information to understand what they said.

It may be very interesting, at least the feelings of the characters described in the video or text are very good, but it is a pity that he has a special physique and basically cannot test whether it is really interesting with others.

But Linshu has already been successfully assimilated, so it doesn't matter, as a first-time experience is a suitable candidate.

But Linshu's eyes looked too strange, he still seemed surprised.

Yofasa hesitated, he was sure that Linshu really wanted to do this kind of thing with him, even though he might have been influenced by instinct.

"Don't you want it?" Yophasa asked.

As he asked, he approached Linshu, his slender five fingers fell between his legs, and he pressed them without any charm.

Linshu's knees went limp because of this action, he subconsciously grabbed Yofasa's hand, and fell on his back on the bed, Yofasa's hair that was still wet fell down.

He suddenly recalled that when Yofasa lost his mind, he had fantasized that being covered by Yofasa's long hair at such an ambiguous moment must have felt good.

It does feel good.

He didn't want to reject Yofasha, even if Yofasha misunderstood him.

The strong influence of the emperor's message on him was weakening, and maybe he would calm down in a few hours, and then he would ask about Yofasha's situation at this time, about his life in the past four years.

How do you spend the few hours in between?

He didn't think about it anymore, he groped for the condoms on the bed with his hands behind his back, took the first box, he glanced at it and threw it away, and only after he touched the second box he said: "You should use this..."

Jehofasa frowned, not knowing what to think.

After a long time, when Linshu couldn't control himself and wanted to kiss him, Yofasa looked away: "What should I do..."

Lin Shu was speechless, and he frankly kissed the corner of Yofasa's lips, and the movement was not easy but he took off his trousers in an orderly manner.

He only had one experience of tossing himself, but fortunately, the impression was so deep that he would never forget it, so he lubricated himself without hindrance, applying the lubricating fluid from cold to warm.

Yofasa is not a complete human being, and his sexual desire is weaker than ordinary people. Linshu took off his bathrobe and comforted him with his warm palm until the blood swelled there, stretching his closed fingers.

This is the process in the "data" that Yofasa had read. He inserted himself between Linshu's legs, observed carefully, and pushed his genitals into the wet entrance.

He thought it was very easy, he didn't have any defenses, and he used all his strength to go to the end in one breath, so the next second he cried out for his recklessness, almost whimpering out of nowhere: "Oh! It hurts... ...it hurts...so tight..."

Linshu didn't expect Yofasa to be so radical. He has been exercising all year round, his body is not soft, and he will have unconscious conditioned reflexes. If he doesn't take the initiative to relax, it is still a bit difficult to get all Yofasa in.

He endured the pain and wanted to comfort Yofasha, but when he raised his eyes, his heart was moved by His Majesty's sudden weakness.

"Slow down..." He taught Yofasa in a gentle voice, relaxed his body, and used his few experiences to teach Yofasa how to explore his body, shortening the distance between them to an impossibility.

Yofasa slowly entered and exited several times according to Linshu's suggestion, and finally got a comfortable experience. He put away the vibrato that made Linshu feel distressed, touched Linshu's hot body, and kept his palm on his lower abdomen, guessing where he was through the flesh .

"It's so deep..." He sighed.

Linshu's body is much warmer than his body surface, and the inside wraps him as gently as himself, and he wants to pump and stay.

As he moves, he leans down, as soon as he gets close, Linshu will kiss him, not too deep, he feels very comfortable, as comfortable as the one below.

In the past, he didn't understand the benefits of kissing, and although he doesn't think there are any benefits now, he likes it very much.

Linshu wrapped his arms around his neck, not wanting him to get up, he not only wanted to kiss the emperor's lips, but also wanted to kiss his glass-like red eyes, and his earlobes flushed with lust.

Yofasha, who doesn’t remember him, prefers to put on the airs of the emperor. At this time, he can’t put on the airs of the superiors. Yofasha is also engulfed by lust, panting, humming, earnestly and focused on violating this “he can get whatever he wants” man.

There is a big difference between Linshu and the information he has read. First of all, he is not a woman, nor is he popular with fair-skinned and beautiful men. When he is in love, his voice is deep and hoarse, and Junlang's eyebrows are rarely distorted and obsessed.

His chest was firm, the grip felt pliable rather than soft, and the bulge wasn't too pronounced to give Yofaza any definite feedback.

Compared to this, stroking his scar would make him have a more intense reaction, perhaps because the newborn skin is more sensitive.

Yofasa bit his Adam's apple, the cartilage was hindered from sliding up and down, and the feeling of stubbornly struggling was very interesting.

The eyelashes on one side of him lightly brushed Linshu's neck. Linshu looked down and could only see Yofasa's clear ears. Every inch of his Sarah was beautiful, and every strand of hair was a treasure.

He once thought that if Yofasha is living well and free now, he can give up and stay away, so that Yofasha can have a peaceful life in the future without him.

The idea was too unrealistic for him to do it.

He has touched it, possessed it, and he is reluctant to part with it.

"Zacharia..." He called out the emperor's name, which was rarely called by anyone, with moist eyes and sore nose.

"Is it still painful?" Yofasa asked. He was busy practicing the materials he had learned, and forgot to pay attention to Linshu's feelings. He thought that Linshu felt very comfortable after suffering the same pain as himself.

As for Linshu knowing his name, this is not surprising.

"No..." Linshu leaned against Yofasa's side face, sniffing the scent of toiletries in his hair, "No..."

Ask me for something.

I am willing to give you anything.

Don't leave me again.