Desire

Time has stopped.

To be precise, Azin's remarks stopped time. Raw snow, Persian. I looked at the pain with a stiff face without blinking an eye. In his eyes, he swallowed a gulp. I thought something was wrong. It was nice to give you a bouquet of flowers, but you went too far. I tried to ignore the anxiety coming up. The water has already spilled.

“.. don't you like it? ”

But, once I asked him, The moment I stopped speaking was moving. “... what did you just say?” Persian asked. It was a cold voice like ice. Ajin waves his head hesitantly.

“.. nothing. ”

I made a mistake. I shouldn't have said this. The finesse was lacking. Why don't the three of you get some sleep? Crazy bastard. He hasn't had much to drink in a while. Azin blamed himself that way. I opened my mouth hesitating about the smell of raw snow.

“... in threes? ”

“Just sleep, just sleep. ”

It will be uglier to pretend not to spill water, but Ajin adds as an excuse. The smell of Raw Snow swallowed him up. The black snow and Persian eyes met. Three. Suddenly, the difficulty drops. Sleeping together? Honestly, I didn't agree. I don't even know why the three of you had to sleep in the first place.

“Is that what he wants? ”

Persian bites. She swallows a gulp and puts a little flush on her white face. I thought it would be a nice shot, but after Persec asked like that, Azin looks at her with a slightly surprised look. Persian blinks at Azin. Azin hesitates and opens his mouth.

“.. no, that's it. Not wanting... three at a time, so...”

“At once, what? ”

The black snow spits. She narrows her eyes and scowls at the pain. It was a sharp glance. Azin trembles.

“... I can't do this. ”

Ajin vomits a choking breath. He was frustrated, scratching his head and looking at the smell of raw snow. “.. not long ago?” Azin asked. I frowned at the question.

“So the three of you? ”

“No, that's not it. Honestly, if I had slept with Persian first, my master would be offended. ”

“That's what I said! ”

The smell of Raw Snow was loud. She clenches her fists, shaking the roof and vomiting out loud voices.

“Cool water flows up and down, but it's only when spring comes! ”

“What does it matter? ”

Persian shoots you in the sharp voice. The fists of Raw Snow tremble at her words. “Sequence!” Raw snow roars. She sighs and gazes at Persic.

“Of course she was ahead of you! ”

“Look at that. It's offensive, and so is Persian. Isn't that right?”

Azin glances at Persik and asks. Persian pouting his lips, nodding instead of answering. The anglers are starting to get it. Azin hides his smile in admiration of his restraint. He spoke slowly.

“So I thought about it in my own way. I'm ashamed to say this, but I like my master, and I like Persian. ”

“You like it?"

Persian spits out. The stinging eyes return to you and swallow your saliva. “I d-love you.” He stuttered and said. Your face is burning with a single word. Azin taps his cheek with his hand.

“Anyway, I don't want to see you two get upset. I don't want to see them compete with each other. So here's what I came up with. Sleeping in threes. ”

“I thought you only slept. ”

Raw snow spits out. The pain shrugs. “Did I say it was just the three of you? I told you it was a threesome.” That said, the smell of Raw Snow kicked my tongue and stared at Azin. I hated it when I slowed down like a Mudfish. I wanted to squeeze one, but I brought my own solution, and I'm sorry I hit you like that. After the black snow scent settles, Persian opens his mouth.

“Not bad. ”

“What!”

I looked back at Persic in horror at the smell of Raw Snow. Persian folds his arms and raises his pain with a fat face. “What do you think? You're literally sleeping with the three of you. You just need to sleep.” Persian grumbles. She jumps to her feet. Raw Snow's scent flinches as Persian chieftains stand up, raising her.

“I'm getting tired, so I'm going to bed. ”

Persian said, the smell of Raw Snow hesitates and gives you a hint of pain. Then, she looks down at the bouquet of flowers in her arms. Just as I was slightly intoxicated by the fragrance, Raw Snow flashed and nodded its head.

“Y-yeah. ”

So...

I heard the sound of washing. Ajin sits on the bed and takes a deep breath. After logging out and coming out of the capsule, Persian grabbed the hand of raw snow and immediately went into the bathroom. I was going to wash first, but that's all Persian said. I need to wash up, too. I swallowed a gulp and thought of Azin. No, I said I'd sleep first. How can it be the work of man?

“Shouldn't we eat first? ”

Azin mutters dazed. Then I was pretty hungry. In the world of First, Raw Snow and Persian perspiration share the flesh, but not the azine. Ajin's body in that world is ultimately the avatar of the game. No matter how good an avatar eats, Ajin in in the real world is playing games without eating. Azin grimaces at the hungry stomach with his hands. But a little bit of food is served with those two in the shower. No, Jung. If you're hungry later, you can ask me to do something.

By the time I thought about it, the bathroom door was open. Azin stares at you in horror. I felt the smell of raw snow as I plucked myself with a towel. Even though she's naked, she doesn't seem to care much. Rather shy, it was Persian who took the black snow scent into the bathroom. She covers herself with a towel and comes out.

“.. then so am I. ”

Ajin rises to his feet. I've seen them naked a few times, but I've never seen them standing together naked before. Seeing that, even when I was hungry, there was a natural phenomenon. Azin clears his throat and takes a quick walk through the two and enters the bathroom.

Clean, shampooed, body wash. I bubbled all over my body and pushed it over with a shower towel. And when I came out and entered my room, I could see the peaceful black snowflake and Persian appearance.

“.. aren't you dressed? ”

Azin asks. The smell of Raw Snow clears his throat and turns away. “I don't have anything to wear.” At that point, Azin looks back at Persic. Why is Persian clothes made of shadows naked?

“I usually sleep naked. It's hot.”

Persian adds. Ajin gives a hollow smile. I see. Persian rides a lot of heat in his sleep, so he sleeps naked. I learned something new. Azin clears his throat and looks around the room.

“... fire, do you turn it off? ”

“.. turn it off to sleep. ”

The smell of Raw Snow gives you a slight nod. Ajin carefully closes the visit. Then he turned off the fire by pressing the switch next to the door. The Darkness of Zachman envelops the room. Ajin carefully makes his way to bed.

“It's a little small for the three of you.”

“Why don't we stick together and sleep? ”

Gulp. Persian swallows his saliva and answers. That's the way! Ajin sticks out his tongue. What a wizard, I can't even get my head right. Azin got on the bed. Raw snow and Persian leaves your side.

“.. am I in the middle? ”

“Then, shall the Maine go in the middle? ”

The smell of Raw Snow is fading. “.. Um... No.” Ajin shakes his head and replies. Indeed, the bed was narrow. No, it wasn't that narrow... but even with time, Raw Snow and Persian herbs cling to the body of Azin. It was hot enough to take off my clothes.

“... sleep? ”

You hear Persian voices. Ajin shakes his head. “I just laid down. I can't believe I just laid down.” In Azin's reply, Persian grimaces. She reaches out and puts her hand on her aching chest. The snowy eyes that were looking at it with their eyes lit up. The hand of the black snow scent rises to his chest as if he can't lose.

Whether to like it or not. Sleeping in threes was not an improvisation. Once he's a ghost, no. I agreed to some serious advice and was willing to accept a whole lot of nonsense. What to do when you're around. That's why I picked flowers in my own way. And then...

I tried to do something that Mungyeong-hee couldn't do.

“... sleep? ”

Raw snow bites. Azin closes his eyes. He looks aside, swallowing a gulp. A little, I encountered the fretful smell of raw snow on my face. He looks back to his side. You can see Persian's pouting face. Ajin takes a slow breath.

“.. no. ”

I replied. The smell of black snow awoke me. She scratches her head and looks down at the pain. Persian swallows a gulp and gazes at the smell of raw snow. The black snow gives Persian a wide look, and Persian wags his head at the black snow. You do it. No, you do it. There was a conversation in the air. The taste of raw snow chewed my lips well.

“... are you just going to sleep? ”

When asked carefully, he jumped to his feet. He picks his breath slowly. I wanted to say something cool, but I didn't think of it. Ajin smiled bitterly and replied.

“No.”

Azin reaches out and grabs Persian's chest. “Ugh!” Persian swallows his breath. Azin reaches out toward the Black Snow, swallowing a gulp. The scent of Raw Snow hesitates and leans toward pain. Azin folds his arms and hugs the body with a black snow scent. A short breath touched my chest. Azin moves his trembling body and leans his head toward the Black Snow. My lips touched. I could feel the hot breath of raw snow inside my lips. I couldn't rest. Azin is busy moving his hands, reaching for Persic, and touching her chest. A chest tightly held in one hand changed its shape as the aching hand moved. Inside your palm, you feel something solid happening. Azin looks at Persic with his eyes closed. Persian breathes a deep breath while covering his face with both hands in shame.

“.. to be honest, I don't like it. ”

My lips fall off, and the smell of raw snow mutters. She still hairs her wet hair a few times with her hands and stares at Ajin. “.. but I think it's only fair.” The smell of Raw Snow mutters and lowers. She buries her face between her legs and opens her mouth wide.

The heat is intense and the pleasures seem to melt away. Azin grabs the head of the black-and-white scent without his knowledge. The Persian arm is entangled like a snake. “.. with me.” Persian is troubled. Azin opened his lips and swallowed Persian lips. The saliva and saliva came and went. The lower half seemed to melt away. Raw Snow actively bit and sucked the body of pain. Persian lip falls, his red tongue sticks out and licks his aching neck. Azin hesitates, not knowing what to do, and she takes him by the wrist and guides him to her body. A sticky wet lump sucks his fingers.

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Vee! S!