Fingertips finally reach Siegfried. Touch the back of the hand covered in leather gloves and follow slowly. A finger slipped into the gap between the gloves and the shirt touched the hot skin.
Gently peel off your hands covering your face and get up on that knee. I'm glad you're sitting down. Otherwise, it won't arrive.
Touch dry lips with lips, make a light lip noise and leave. As I mouthed him to peck again and again, I didn't know if he was mouthing from me or being mouthed by Siegfried. So close your eyes, turn your arms around your neck, and mouth deep, deep.
A hot tongue was involved and a sweet paralysis spread throughout his body. Strength is exerted on the large palm turned in the back of the head, increasing the depth of the mouthpiece. Throat and drink the saliva that is going to overflow and dissolve your body from the inside. Prepare to embrace Siegfried.
"Huh... Huh... Ha..."
When her lips finally broke apart, Aria's body was falling over her sheets. Ahead of looking up, my wet gold eyes are shaking.
"Aria...... please. No more of this."
Siegfried with a crooked face buries his face on Aria's shoulder. The blouse moisturizes, I guess, because it inhaled zero falling tears.
"I can't stop myself."
Hold your body leaking low groans to prepare your disturbed breath. A whispering voice, "It's okay," swept away a little.
"It's okay. Dear Sieg. Until now... it was just a little out of time. I will accept you properly."
"I don't want to hurt you."
"If it's what Sieg gave me, it's important to me to scratch it."
"It doesn't look good on Aria."
A scratch peeking through the collar of the blouse is traced with his lips and he turns to the tickle. The laughter of dullness in the dark room and the cringing sound of the bed echoed.
Know that the Siegfried dog teeth are gaining sharpness by getting his teeth gently up against his neck muscles. Siegfried, with his face up, was looking down at Aria, as if to say, "I would be terrified".
Reach out, plunder the red piercings and touch the silver hair. Siegfried hair seen in a dim room is like a pale glow. My hair slipped through the gap between my fingers, dripping down to Aria's cheek.
tangle your tongue before you realize you've been spoken. A hot tongue that is sweeter than earlier moves through the dental column. He felt the weight of his body coming from his upper jaw.
I got my knee cracked just like that day, but I didn't feel scared anymore. Nothing to be afraid of. Even if it happened, I decided to accept it. Painful, spicy or bitter. Take it all with a laugh.
The lower abdomen dissolves sweetly with just a repeated mouthpiece. The dripping honey was wetting my underwear and making a big stain. Rebellion the pleasure I just remembered, rubbing my knees against my hips with slacks on that I want it sooner rather than later.
The mouth is sweet and ripe because even Siegfried is so concerned about it. Unless it bothers you, because his saliva never gets sweet like this. My lower abdomen was going to hurt and I was going crazy for the tightness of not being given what I wanted forever.
"... you can't do that."
Palms stretched out in front of slacks are immediately caught and gently restrained. Both hands were put together overhead and pressed against a wrinkled sheet.
"Why not?
Asking with a tongue you can, I urge you to connect more deeply. He stared back into his golden eyes and put his lips together to be sucked in. Sweet, wet lips quickly leave without deep interaction.
"You don't want to hurt, do you?
They stroke their cheeks with the opposite hand to restrain their hands, gently paying off the hair that sticks there. He wanted me to touch him right away and bit him at that fingertip, but he got away with it before he pulled out his gloves.
"Dear Sieg, please don't run away"
"It's not me. I want Aria to run away."
"I don't like to run away"
I don't like to distract you or run away. I could only do that, because it reminds me of my old self. But not now. Though my back didn't grow that long, my chest is somewhat lonely, but I grew up. I can now wish for the happiness not only of my own, but of those on my side.
"It doesn't matter if it hurts. Because Master Sieg is special. But..."
Lights up in the eyes of gold, peeking into the swings of the flames.
"If you don't want to hurt me, please be nice"
"I always think of that. I don't want to hurt you. I want to be nice.... I'm laughing. I like you."
Shizukuishi, spilled from Siegfried, poured down on his cheek. Did you get out of your mind, the force put in your finger grabbing Aria's wrist loosened. Get out of the restraint in that gap and pinch Siegfried's cheek with your free hands.
"... a little, have you lost weight?
Eat your upper lips soft and forehead together. Siegfried just shut up and shook his head small to the left and right. Lean your lips on the Shizuku that stays on your eyeballs and find out it's supposed to be soggy and slightly sweet. With a little surprise that it would sweeten up to something like this, I similarly mouthed the opposite eyeball.
"It's okay. Master Sieg just doesn't know how to add or subtract it yet."
Turn the hand that was on your cheek, behind your neck. When I rubbed my own body against the body I heard the sound of blood roaring. A cheek touching Siegfried's neck feels its pulse.
"Sorry Aria. Sorry......"
"Why, do you apologize?
I'm tightly held back and I make a voice stuck in bitterness.
"Because I've done a lot of terrible things. Hurt you, make you cry... even though I've done so many terrible things"
The force in her arms holding Aria's body loosened and her fingertips covered in gloves touched her forehead. My forehead is gently scratched up and my mouth is dropped there.
"And yet I'm happy now. Aria's here, she's with me... and that's what makes me happy."
"Dear Sieg..."
"I really don't want to leave. I've always wanted to be with you..."
A voice whispering that I'm scared, plunders and disappears. I wonder how I can pass it on as I wipe the tears that tell my cheeks. No matter how many times I wiped it, Siegfried's cheeks quickly wet and let down a clear Shizuku over Aria.
"Dear Sieg, I... I like you"
That was the only word that came up in the thought quote after all. Put the word "like" on your lips so you can be sure again.
"Painful or painful, no. That's true. But only the things that Sieg gives me are special."
Invite the tangled Siegfried's right hand to his own neck muscle to touch the scarred skin together.
"Because this is a testament to love. So deeply loved, I am so happy now. Happy to be with Master Sieg"
Siegfried's face becomes invisible as it seeps in front of his lid. He wiped his eyes with his left fingertip and knew he was crying. People are crying worse that don't cry, so they go crazy and laugh smaller.
"Please know it's time that I liked Master Sieg very much. Please touch it properly, not over this cloth. Make sure I'm here.... If I could be on your side, I'd be happy with that, you know."
Finger on the edge of the glove and slowly roll over. Untanned beautiful skin appeared on my face for the first time in months. The face is in a gentle habit, and the hands on each side are masculine. I put my mouth on the tip of my fingernails to show a little sharpness, and I told her I liked you like that without saying a word.
"Look, you won't get a scratch anywhere, will you? You're not a horrible black beast, after all."
I can't push myself in with drugs, so when I reach my limit, my greed bursts out with more strength than I need. If it's normal, it's a natural greed if you like someone.
"Still can't believe this?
I cheek on my hard palm and smile just a little mean. My fingertips glided to make sure. Touch the lips, jaw, and fingers that convey the clavicle to the wounds that linger from neck to shoulder. Siegfried, who reached his wrist by passing on his chest, slipped his palm through the cuff of his blouse.
The biggest wound I've been trying to hide can finally be found. My fingers, still tracking the scars, fought a small battle.
"I've hurt you so deeply... and you forgive me?
"No, Master Sieg. So many people loved me."
"... aren't you afraid of me?
"How can I be afraid of someone with such a pitiful face?
Curtains shake in the wind blowing in through the windows and soft afternoon sunshine enters the dark room. A new Shizukuishi, rolling down with a blinking bounce, glowed so beautifully.
"I... can I like you? On the side, can I stay?
reach for silver hair that has stretched to a length beyond the shoulder. A bunch of dark shadows on his face go behind his ears colored by red piercings. Then I can see a pitifully lowering frown well in the beautiful face like a prince.
"I have no choice but to take care of Sieg's happiness for the rest of my life"
Hold me, hold me tight. Hold me tight and exhale in happy bitterness. Finally, the palms off the gloves are much hotter than I could have imagined. I felt happy again with the fever and another grain of tears rolled down.