Gluttony (27)
The feeling of lips and teeth entangled was wonderful. Song Yinxing did not give Song Shu any chance to retreat. He bit Song Shu's lips and tongue and used the tip of his tongue to push open his teeth, entangled with Song Shu.
His breathing and senses were robbed, Song Shu's legs were almost weakened by the kiss. He grabbed Song Yinxing's collar and tore several buttons of his shirt with such force.
Two men squeezed into the small back seat, and Song Shu was completely covered, hugged, and fiercely rubbed into his arms. His lips and tongue were rubbed vigorously by the other party, which was a completely different feeling from the fingertips, soft and flexible, soft pressed against soft, the two lips rubbed together, and just the simple touch made people feel happy.
Song Shu didn't know how to kiss, he just felt that this kind of friction was very pleasant. He rubbed his lips against Song Yinxing's lips, and was soon bitten on the tongue by the other party. His entire mouth was filled as he said.
Song Shu's lips were numb and tears were flowing from the corners of his eyes, but Song Yinxing showed no mercy and continued to entangle his tongue. He wanted to retreat, but Song Yinxing held him tightly and stroked his back carefully from top to bottom.
The hot, rough palm that usually held the gun pressed against his back, lingering at the back of his neck, circling around.
Song Shu didn't know that it was the Alpha's restrained possessiveness. He didn't have any damaged glands, and he couldn't smell the terrifying and extremely high concentration of pheromones in the car.
This kissing lasted for fifteen minutes. Every time when Song Shu was about to suffocate, she would be hugged tightly, lingering till death, and then let go. Her breath would warm up the small piece of air that separated them. She would gasp for only a moment before the back of her head was quickly pressed down again and the kiss continued.
When he was finally released, Song Shu was completely limp. Not only because of his lack of physical strength, but also because of his oral desire.
The alcohol-eaten brain became a mess, and Song Shu didn't feel anything wrong in Song Yinxing's arms. He even shrank into his brother's arms and called out in a daze, "Brother."
Song Yinxing smoothed the wet hair on his forehead and asked, "Are you sober?"
Song Shu shrank back again, his body trembling slightly as if due to sensitivity. He tightened his fingers and hid his face in Song Yinxing's arms: "No."
Still feeling dizzy and drunk.
The red mole on Song Shu's forehead was bright red. Song Yinxing rubbed it with his fingertips, then moved it down. When it reached his lips, Song Shu grabbed his hand.
"Don't…"
Song Shu's lips were swollen and red from being rubbed, and there was a wound on the tip of his tongue.
Song Shu tried to connect the sentences together: "A little bit, it's too comfortable, I can't do it anymore."
Song Yinxing seemed to smile, but the smile quickly faded away, and he rubbed Song Shu's head again: "Go to sleep."
Song Shu was depressed and didn't mention the kiss just now, and Song Yinxing naturally didn't mention it either.
Whether it was physical impulse or emotional impulse, they just kissed each other.
It was a full-on kiss, with tongue even stuck out. Was this a kiss from a brother to his younger brother? Would a brother kiss his younger brother?
Isn't it strange?
Song Shu: “…”
Song Shu's already unclear brain was in a tangle.
Damn, is he still straight? It seems that he is not straight anymore, still facing his brother. Which straight man gets more excited the more he kisses when he is sober?
555, who was finally released from the small dark room: [I am too embarrassed to see anyone. ]
[As expected of an admiral, he has played with so many guns and is also a professional at controlling them. 】
[The ventilation fan is about to burn out for you. 】
【Tsk.】
[By the way, the oral satisfaction has reached 56%. ]
555 couldn't help but burst out with crazy words: [How come after you kissed, you looked more unfamiliar than the people passing by on the street. ]
Song Shu: “…”
Ahhh, stop talking! 555 almost made Song Shu sober up.
[You guys were just about to take off your pants, and you just kissed. Sex buddies are sex buddies after sex, and you guys are still brothers after sex.]
Song Shu is dead.
Song Yinxing looked calmer than Song Shu. He opened the car door, got to the driver's seat and started the car.
[Calm down? I'm walking with my hands and feet tangled.]
Song Shu: "...Can you shut up?"
555 Super loud: [No, you don’t understand the feeling of being locked in a small dark room. ]
Song Shu died again.
It was nearly eleven o'clock when they got home. On the way, Song Yinxing didn't say anything and Song Shu didn't know what to say.
When they entered the house and the door closed, Song Yinxing suddenly turned around, and Song Shu was caught off guard and pressed against the door panel.
The back of my head was supported by my hand and my lips were kissed lightly.
Song Yinxing looked into Song Shu's eyes with a cold expression, and stroked his fingertips from cheek to chin: "Have you figured it out?"
Song Shu: ? ?
Song Shu's lips and tongue were numb, and he stammered: "Thinking, thinking about what?"
Song Yinxing studied his expression and said, "It seems you haven't figured it out."
During the time in the car, Song Yinxing didn't say anything, giving Song Shu time to think.
For Song Shu, that kiss was too impulsive, but he had indeed waited for a long time.
[“Can’t I rely on you?”]
In the dim car, Song Shu grabbed his clothes, his eyes filled with tears of sadness.
Song Yinxing couldn't control himself, and the thoughts that had been suppressed for a long time burst out completely. He almost instinctively tore himself up and rubbed Song Shu into his body.
After the kiss, there was silence, but the throbbing in his chest still could not be calmed down. But as long as Song Shu didn't want to, he would not force her.
The corner of his lips was rubbed, and Song Yinxing took his hand back: "Go back and take a shower, and don't go out to fool around tomorrow."
Song Shu: ? ?
What happened? Why did his brother suddenly become normal?
However, Song Yinxing like this made Song Shu relax a little, and he followed Song Yinxing step by step.
"Can I go out, please? Promise not to drink."
"Your promise is useless."
Song Yinxing has broad shoulders and is nearly 1.9 meters tall, so he can hold the short guy Song Shu in his arms.
Song Yinxing refused, so Song Shu had to change the subject: "Did you inject an inhibitor in the car today?"
After they kissed, Song Yinxing took an inhibitor in the driver's seat and put an inhibitor patch on his neck. Song Shu was distracted and couldn't fall asleep at the time, so he happened to see it.
Song Yinxing turned around and held the shoulders of Song Shu who was about to bump into him.
“It’s just a susceptible period.”
After a moment of gentleness, he released it again.
Song Shu remembered the hard feeling when he bumped into Song Yinxing in the car. His shoulders couldn't help but feel numb, and his ears turned a little red: "Oh oh."
Isn't Alpha's susceptible period very aggressive, lasting seven days and seven nights? Why is his brother so restrained?
Are inhibitors that effective?
Song Shu was lost in thought, and then he remembered what Song Yinxing said, and hesitantly said, "Brother, I..."
Song Yinxing hadn't even turned the door yet, and when he turned around, he still had that familiar cold face, but when he looked at Song Shu, there was always something else in his eyes.
Song Yinxing didn't say anything, just looked at him.
The doors of their rooms were very close, just like in real life, facing each other, with a certain distance between them, but not too far.
At night, they would say goodnight to each other at the door and then go into the room. They would greet each other again in the morning or at noon.
Song Shu's room is filled with pillows, iron sheets, posters, and various original art collections and model figures. His brother's room is in black and white with a cold style, filled with books. Song Yinxing never reads them, and when asked, he says he has read them all. Originally, Song Yinxing didn't want to put them in, but Song Shu insisted, saying that otherwise it would be too empty and not good looking.
The books on the bookshelf were selected by Song Shu, and he also slowly picked them out to give away later, secretly putting in some iron figures that couldn't fit in his own room.
Song Yinxing always turned a blind eye to his behavior and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
This is the lifestyle that Song Shu is accustomed to, and the Song Yinxing in front of him is also the Song Yinxing that Song Shu is accustomed to.
Can habits be changed?
Maybe it has been changing quietly for a long time.
Song Shu is a very awkward person, he can't say too intimate words, nor can he do too intimate things. Song Yinxing is better at taking actions than talking. So many times, in this brotherly relationship, Song Shu is the one who is tolerated and disciplined. Maybe because of his age, he has to rely more on Song Yinxing.
Meeting Song Yinxing's gaze, Song Shu lowered his head and said, "Brother, I..."
"Tonight, I will..."
Song Shu was so confused that he could not speak. In the end, he could only say: "Brother, can you do that?"
"Is it not possible?"
Song Yinxing's shirt was torn by him, but his face remained calm. He repeated, "Is it not possible?"
"I taught you DIY and helped you..."
Song Shu interrupted with a red face. He felt like a pot of boiling water, steaming: "How can this be the same?"
Song Yinxing glanced at him: "Are you shy now?"
"I'm your brother."
It was unclear whether this sentence was meant to remind Song Shu or himself. Song Yinxing turned around after saying it and said, "Go to bed early."
Song Shu's heartbeat suddenly became faster, "But you are still suppressing the gun."
Song Yinxing: “…”
Song Yinxing turned around and slapped him on the head.
"Let me help you, brother. I'm your brother."
As soon as he said this, Song Shu became anxious again: "...No, brother, you are your father. No, I am your brother."
Song Yinxing didn't take his words to heart and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Didn't you say that I work long hours?"
Song Yinxing looked at his hand and said, "Forget it."
Song Shu wanted to say something, but Song Yinxing turned his gaze to his earlobe: "When did you get the earrings?"
Song Shu shuddered when his earlobe was touched, but still said, "I did it when I was working part-time. They said it was cooler this way."
Song Shu was just making things up, he shrank back, "Brother, stop touching me."
…
In the end, Song Shu returned to his room. He looked at the ceiling, wanting to cry but unable to: "555, am I gay?"
[Young man, are you finally going to awaken your superpowers? ]
Song Shu covered her face and said, "Why do you feel so happy that your child is finally born?"
Song Shu rolled over, ahhh he is gay to his brother!!
Ahhh, he is a straight man!! No, he is gay, but he is gay to his brother!! To his brother!! He is not a human being!!
Song Shu banged his head against the pillow.
"555, what should I do?"
【Just follow his lead. 】
Song Shu: "...My brother likes me too?"
【？ 】
Song Shu:?
【Can’t you see? 】
Song Shu: Ah?
Bad news: It's bent
Good news: It seems like they are in love.
555: [Do it, I’m coming to the small dark room for seven days and seven nights. ]
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