Chapter 78 Chapter 78 Beach
"Can you dive?" Leandri climbed out of the bed, arching his back and forth, looking extremely difficult.
"I feel like you've become lazy since we've been together. You used to only run in the morning and never stayed in bed." Cross shook his head, and couldn't help but complain when he saw his boyfriend struggling for a long time before getting one leg down.
Leandri kicked the slippers over and was about to curse, but then he felt that he was in the wrong first, "Who can I blame? If you hadn't tormented me every morning, would I be unable to get up?"
"It's all exercise anyway, so what's wrong with me working out in bed?" Leandri repeated his brother Tong's theory with confidence.
After packing up, he contacted the housekeeper who was still on the island and asked him to help arrange a few diving instructors to come over. In the afternoon, Leandri was going to go on Finding Nemo with Cross.
The two of them walked slowly hand in hand on the path on the island. No one knew how Florentino did it. This small island, which could accommodate 12 people for a leisurely vacation, was only rented out for 3 weeks each quarter, but Karl Lagerfeld managed to find a week's worth of space.
"During the Two Sicilies period, this was a prison for prisoners." Leandri inserted his fingers into the other's fingers, freely, in the sun, on the coast. He held hands with his lover without any scruples, telling them the history before their eyes.
"In the last years of the kingdom, this place was owned by local nobles, and later it was bought by two Russian ballet dancers." Leandri watched the frequency of Cross stretching his legs, paused slightly, and then took a step with his left leg at the same time as him, and introduced the alternation of the island under their feet.
"Look there," Leandri pointed to the tower. "It is said that Nureyev converted this Aragon Tower into a dance studio and open-air theater. He also chose to die here."
Cross followed the other person's gaze, but he was not thinking about how the brilliant artist would perform the last dance of his life here.
But prisons, nobles, dance studios, open air...
"Can you dance?" Cross squeezed their intertwined fingers. "It's just the two of us. How about we go somewhere and try it out?"
Leandri looked at him with a complicated expression, "Tony, compared to dancing, I am better at the cool bull tail and other fancy passing methods. Do you want to try it?"
He also danced. When he was a classmate of Eric in Rosales, he was taught some ballroom dancing in school, but it was absolutely impossible for him to show his flexibility here today!
Leandri used his strength to pull the man away, making the tower disappear from their sight, and before they knew it, they were on the beach.
Taking off his shoes and facing the sea breeze, Leandri thought of the phone call last night.
-I'm with him, already here.
-We are doing fine. Next time, bring him home and have dinner together.
-Good night mom, we are going to rest too.
Cross didn't avoid his mother at all. He told his family about their relationship openly, saying that they were together and that he would bring him home in the future so that they could get to know more of Cross.
His boyfriend didn't even say anything, he hung up the phone, kissed his forehead and took him into his arms, as if everything was normal, "Good night, go to sleep."
Leandri bit his lip twice and stopped the other person. "When are you going to tell your family?"
Cross was unwilling to stand in the same position, letting the sea water wash over his instep. He pulled the man and continued walking along the coastline. "Felix knew it a long time ago. He knew it when I was chasing you."
"My parents and grandpa only found out after I told them about it when I went back this time."
"Did they do anything to you?" Leandri immediately became nervous.
Kroos shook his head. When he told this story, his family surprisingly didn't stir up any big storm. His father was a youth football coach and he knew clearly what kind of waves might be stirred up if two people went to the same place.
Kroos' father has been very strict with his two sons since they were young, but ever since Toni Kroos was spotted by Bayern and made a name for himself with his football, he let his sons' future be in the hands of their agent, Strus, instead of being like some other stars' parents and relatives, who lead the professionals with their own expertise and use their children as a way to suck their blood.
-Who did you say you were with?
- Ryan, Dad, you've seen him.
-Have you been together for a long time? I remember that you knew each other for a long time, and he invited you to live with him as soon as you went to Leverkusen.
Cross's father suspected that it was the damn vixen who seduced his son.
-We got together on the day of the German Cup final. I pursued him for a long time.
Cross's parents were collectively silent. It turned out that their son was living in someone else's house and even slept with the landlord!
-You haven't mentioned that he is the son of Florentino Perez, the president of Real Madrid.
Felix watched the fun and took the opportunity to expand the family's understanding of his brother's boyfriend.
It's not that Cross's father didn't know about it, but he just couldn't remember it at the moment, and Grandpa Cross was so shocked that he took two steps forward on his crutches.
-Can you still trick the Real Madrid prince into your hands?
-How did you do it?
The mother also doesn't understand what the good-looking goalkeeper sees in her son. He is not as tall as her, his looks are not outstanding, and now he has acne on his face. Does he have a talent for playing football? Whose talent is worse? !
-Anyway, we are in love and can't live without each other.
Cross's father gulped down the water from his cup, "You two should be careful. Don't let anyone find out."
Toni Kroos knows his own son. He is not unaware of some of the taboos in football, but he still chooses to step into it. That means he is naturally prepared to face any possible situation. Children have their own lives, and what they should do more is to encourage rather than interfere.
-I'm going on vacation with Ryan in a few days. I plan to take him to Russia for a trip.
The four Crosses, from oldest to youngest, watched Tony, who had a happy face, ask for leave from them because he wanted to go play with his lover.
What Mr. Tony didn't know was that at night his mother was lying in bed, worrying and complaining to his father, "Look at him, he's obviously fallen in love, and he even wants to take Ryan on vacation."
Two days later, the whole family watched Cross take out all the down jackets and windbreakers from the suitcase. They were all very puzzled. Felix boldly asked, "Aren't you going to Russia? Did Ryan reject you?"
Then the whole family saw Tony, who was usually very serious, suddenly coughed twice and said, "Let's change places."
"Lian said he borrowed a private island from his dad, and we can go there just the two of us."
At night, Cross's mother continued to lie in bed, worried. "Tony's girlfriend's family is so well-off. Will she be wronged if she is with Tony? My God, a private island costs hundreds of thousands of dollars! If Tony hadn't said that he was the one who pursued her, I would have thought he was being kept."
When Cross really packed his suitcase at the airport and followed the arrangement to fly to Italy and then charter a helicopter to the island, Grandpa Cross asked what everyone was thinking, "Son, are you a gigolo?"
"No, Grandpa, it's just that my lover happens to be very rich."
The sea breeze with a sweet smell brought Cross's memory back to here from Greifswald not long ago. Looking at Leandri who was waiting for his next words with a worried look on his face, he said, "They didn't do anything to me. They just thought you might have taken care of me."
"Let me make you happy, let me treat you well, let me love you forever."
Their fingers were still intertwined, and Leandri felt itchy in his heart. He couldn't help but put his other free hand on Cross's waist and slowly pressed his lips against him. The two people's hot breath entangled, and then covered each other. Our two little tongues touched each other, as if they would get angry and push each other if they didn't see each other for a while. The waves beside them were not as hot as the ones surging in their mouths. They both wanted to completely expel the air from each other. Love was what kept people alive.
Cross took the initiative, dodging the pursuing lips and tongue, biting the corner of Ryan's mouth first, then sucking his lips little by little, licking the sharp part of Ryan's teeth with the tip of his tongue and sweeping back and forth.
Feeling Ryan's grip on his waist getting stronger and stronger, wrinkles appeared on his coat, Cross was greedy for such intimacy and even wanted to go a step further.
He raised his other hand, slowly moved his fingers to his neck, and then slowly moved them up to place between their tightly pressed lips. His fingers felt wet and hot, so Cross simply distanced himself from him and gently wiped away the liquid that remained at the corner of his mouth with his index finger. He then inserted his fingers directly into his mouth while stroking, and used his index and middle fingers to tease Ryan's sensitive tongue tip face to face.
Seeing that the corners of Leandri's eyes were red, Kroos was not willing to let him go. He licked his lips directly behind his ear and bit his cochlea from time to time. With his whole body tense, Leandri felt hot and numb, but suddenly something clicked in his mind, "I seem to be supporting you."
"I am pleased by you every day."
Cross let go of the man in his arms and nudged his back joint with his knee. Leandri lost his balance and fell to his knees on the beach. "This is called pleasing."
The waves covered up a lot of sounds, and the seabirds were startled and flapped their wings and left the beach.
When the suddenly rising sea water rushed along the body kneeling on the ground to the abdominal muscles, Leandri was stimulated to tighten his muscles directly, and then he felt a huge wave rising up on his body and soaking him.
"I couldn't help it. I wanted to take it out but I didn't make it in time." Cross held the person and continued to lie on his side on the beach where no one could disturb him.
He moved back and felt something sticky on his hand. Before he could fully wake up, Leandri couldn't control his mouth and began to confess, "I've wanted to do this for a long time. Just the two of us, we can do whatever we want, wherever we want, and come in whenever we want, and no one will see."
There were a few crabs crawling around, a small turtle that couldn't turn over, and a fish that was thrashing around. Cross pushed them away, hugged his partner and slowed down his breathing, "It's still with the audience."
Leandri, who had finally recovered from the special excitement on the beach, buried his head in the other's arms.
"Wait a little longer, my dad. Anyway, now is not the right time, but I will tell my parents sooner or later."
"My family loves me very much. They will satisfy me in whatever I like, especially my father. He will definitely like you too."
Cross nodded confidently in anticipation.
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