Schutz III

Just like the sorting ceremony over the past 11 years, Schultz propped his chin up boredly watching the freshmen walk up to the stage and put on their sorting hats either anxiously or pretending to be calm.Watching the freshmen being sorted into different colleges, Catherine suddenly approached Schultz and said, "This year's sorting ceremony is not as attractive as last year."

Schultz raised his eyebrows, "Why do you say that?"

Catherine smiled ambiguously, "I don't have you this year."

Shutz froze.

"You are the dean's son."

Heh...Schutz was a little speechless, "Then there won't be any interesting things in the next few years." Shutz glanced at the teachers' bench. After all, Godric and Helga among the Big Four are not married at all. The desire to have a child...and...Schutz looked at Godric's occasional look at his father, tsk tsk, there is something wrong with this.

Since Byrne took over Defense Against the Dark Lord, Schultz really doesn't have to go on stage to give a presentation, but...

"Raise your elbows and look straight ahead. Remember, that's just a cover-up. What you should really pay attention to should be..." Byrne said, correcting Schulz's movements, and whispered softly in Schulz's ear Qi said, "Look, how can your hands tremble... Heh..."

Hehe...hehe, peat... Try blowing on your ear, but nothing happens... Schulz rolled his eyes forward.

Byrne laughed again, but turned to look at the girl behind Shutz.

After Catherine and Byrne's eyes collided, she calmly turned her head and talked to her companion.

"That girl really cares about you."

Schultz put down his hand and followed Byrne's line of sight, only to see two girls chatting happily; Schulz glanced at Byrne, "Professor, don't you think you can teach the next move now?"

"Oh... so you've all practiced well." Byrne nodded, "Then let's start the next fighting move."

Outside the door, a pair of red eyes stared at the situation in the classroom motionlessly, and their eyes darkened when they saw Byrne attached to Schulz's ear.

Back in the bedroom at night, Salazar uncharacteristically lay down on the bed and read a book.Seeing Shutz walk in, Salazar closed the book he had already read, "How was today's class?"

Shutz took off his robe and replied casually, "It's okay, left and right are just things that have already been learned."

Salazar didn't care about Schulz's answer, and his eyes carried all of Schulz's movements in his eyes.

Take off the black robe with dark green lace, inside is a white taffeta shirt and black trousers.Salazar's eyes flicked across Schultz's back, taking in the gracefully curved bone lines of Schulz's movements, which were only slightly revealed by the developing teenager, and then slowly slid along the neck and spine to the tailbone, Then, with the raised buttocks and straight legs, Salazar's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he looked away humbly.

Shutz briefly talked about today's class, but he didn't hear any answer from Salazar for a long time. Turning around in doubt, he saw Salazar flipping through the book in his hand with a strange expression.

"dad?"

"Ah... what?"

Shutz glanced at the cover of the book twice, and then Salazar felt that something was wrong and straightened the book.

"Dad, what are you thinking about absent-mindedly?" Schulz said as he climbed onto the bed and fiddled with Salazar's hair.

Salazar turned his head to look at the delicate and slightly immature young face of the young man who was close at hand, felt the refreshing breath of the young man, and lost his mind for a moment.Now he can kiss the boy's forehead with ease, just like what he did before, give the boy a slightly ambiguous good night kiss in the name of fatherly love; but suddenly he remembered the scene of Byrne leaning against Shutz's ear today , Then, he poked his head slightly, but changed his focus when kissing the young man's forehead, and gently landed on the corner of Schulz's lips.

Schulz originally thought it was a goodnight kiss to express the affection between father and son, just like every night before, but he suddenly felt the moist touch of the corner of his lips; Schulz suddenly felt weird.He looked towards Salazar slowly, examining Salazar's expression.

Salazar turned a blind eye to Shutz's gaze, and calmly opened the book in his hand. This time, the book was not turned upside down.

Schultz withdrew his contemplative gaze, seeing his father's calm look, he probably thought too much.After all, the focus of the force is different, and different places can bear the force differently... But...Schutz looked at Salazar again...It still feels weird...

Schulz shook his head and got up to wash his hands; therefore, he didn't notice that Salazar's hand stopped on that page for a long time without moving, and his eyes seemed to be fixed on a certain line of text on the page without moving for a long time.

After taking a shower, Schultz climbed onto the bed with his hair about to dry, but was grabbed by Salazar.

Shutz turned his head.

"Get up, let me dry your hair."

Sitting up obediently, Shutz was made drowsy by the gentle movements of Salazar's fingers behind him.Seeing Schultz yawning with his head down from time to time and the exposed skin on his neck, Salazar tugged Schultz's nightgown that was about to slip off his shoulders, and his hands accelerated.After Schulz's hair was dried by hand, Schulz had fallen asleep on Salazar's body.

Salazar sighed slightly in his heart, supported Schulz's head with one hand, reached the crook of Schulz's leg with the other hand, and hugged Schulz tightly in his arms.Schultz leaned his head into Salazar's arms, and a contented moan escaped from his mouth.Salazar's movements were slightly stiff, and he felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to control his thoughts.

He gently put Shutz on the bed, but Salazar sat there motionless and looked at Shutz, from his closed eyes to his slightly pursed lips to his exposed collarbone... his hands caressed strangely. The eyes of the sleeping teenager in front of him slid down gently along the contours of the face, and then the fingers on the chest were blocked by Schulz's nightgown.Salazar's eyes flickered slightly, and two seconds later, he firmly inserted his fingers in.With his hands moving, Salazar leaned down slightly, his lips seemed to linger on the corners of Schulz's lips and the tip of his nose in concern, when his hands touched the two tender spots on the boy's chest, Salazar closed his eyes and kissed Schulz lips.He traced along Shutz's lips, and gradually began to stick out the tip of his tongue into Shutz's mouth dissatisfied; With a dreamy sound, Salazar parted his lips slightly, and Salazar naturally seized the opportunity to slip in.

When Schulz's lips were already a little red and swollen, Salazar stopped in moderation, but his hands continued to slide down without any hindrance; when his fingers slid down to Schulz's navel, Salazar hesitated. Twice, watching Schultz unknowingly immersed in sleep, his fingers slipped down his waist but he still stopped his hand.

He also turned over and lay down on the bed, hugged Shutz into his arms again, and gradually closed his eyes with a little satisfaction.

When Shutz woke up the next day, he felt that something was wrong. After thinking quietly for a while, Shutz suddenly realized that he glanced at the iron-like thing on his lower abdomen, and moved uncomfortably. Rubbing forward; Shuzi's face froze, deeply aware of the inconvenience of father and son sleeping together.Early in the morning, it is the time for the awakening of desire, and an occasional touch may cause a fire; and... I have never seen him relieved since I slept with my father... Thinking this way, Schulz looked at Sarah Cha Xia-body's eyes became a little weird.Is the father sex-frigid?It's not impossible, after all, he usually looks indifferent, if he is very passionate about sex, it can't be justified.

Schulz thought he had found a reasonable answer, so he struggled a few more times, but he still couldn't break free from Salazar's shackles; Schulz sighed and had to wait for Salazar to wake up by himself.

In fact, Salazar had already woken up when Schultz moved for the first time, but because of the unexpected awakening of his desire, he had no choice but to pretend to be asleep. As for the movements of dawdling, he also pretended to be unconscious But now he felt that Schulz was not moving, and Salazar couldn't pretend anymore, so he opened his eyes naturally, and then very naturally ignored the scorching heat of Schulz below, and printed on Schulz's forehead. After the last kiss, he said in a hoarse voice, "Good morning, Shuzi."

Seeing that Salazar didn't respond to his own movements, Schultz had to suppress his discomfort and kissed Salazar's cheek, "Good morning, Dad." After hesitating, he saw that Salazar hadn't moved outside yet. Schultz had no choice but to remind with a little embarrassment, "Dad, you..."

Sarah looked at Shutz, "What's wrong?"

Schulz's Adam's apple moved, and he spoke with difficulty, "Dad, you...you hit me..."

Sarah glanced at Schulz, moved quietly, and then stretched her hand into the quilt very elegantly under Schulz's gaze.So, Shuzi stared dumbfounded at the man who had just been slandered by him for being sexually indifferent and began to soothe himself without hesitation of his own existence...

Of course, Salazar is an aristocrat, a man who is called "Your Grace" no matter in the wizarding world or in the secular world; of course, any action of this man strictly follows the aesthetics of the nobility—including Masturbation.

Therefore, the man unscrupulously displayed the elegant aesthetics of a stern aristocrat in front of Schultz.The man half-closed his crimson eyes and looked at Shuzi with a half-smile, his lower jaw raised slightly in a graceful arc, and the line of his neck was slightly tensed, obviously he was enduring something; The swaying hands are also played in strict English waltz 3/4 time, which seems to match the accent of the first beat, and Salazar's hoarse and sexy panting will also be thickened, even in the second beat , At the weak tone of the third beat, Salazar will also escape a few very seductive moans;

Shutz quietly turned his eyes away, his cheeks were slightly red, and as Salazar's breathing became louder, even the tips of Schulz's ears began to glow a lovely pink.Now he has completely forgotten how inappropriate it is for a father to do such a thing in front of his son, and all he can think of is the sexy image of Salazar masturbating.

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So, this is Monday's chapter. . .