Only with Your Heart

"I'll have you explain later why I decided to drink something like this."

Whispered in his ear with a mixed voice of warning and interest, Chizuru was possessed. My spine trembles just because of the subtle feeling of breath on my earlobes.

"Oh... yes, Ruklov..."

Every second I was scorched was torture.

Come on, I want him fast. Did Ruklov feel the same way? Remove the clasp (crunchy tear) and tunic that covers your torso with sudden momentum, and a hardened flesh will appear.

Chizuru's hand touched its chest plate as it sucked. My instincts have told me that I will be connected to Ruklov as soon as possible.

Chizuru was not wrong.

Luklov holds the hips of a thousand cranes at a beastly speed that strikes his prey from the shadows. And from the neck muscle of a thousand cranes to the valley of his chest, he put his lips on with greed as if trying to eat and scatter his skin.

Sleepwear is ripped as-is, and Chizuru's body, not wearing underwear, is exposed to Lucrov's present.

"Ah..."

Ruklov first offended his wife with his gaze.

And as I half-rotated the thousand cranes, I grabbed both breasts from behind and rubbed them stimulating the protrusion.

"Ahhh, hah, hih... ahh!

A caress that should be abusive gives all the body of a thousand cranes so much pleasure that it doesn't seem like it belongs in this world by the power of ecstasy.

Parallel to the stimulus to his chest, Ruklov put his lips on Chizuru's back.

Ruklov carefully mouths the part that is red because of the act that happened like a seizure last night. The tingling and numbing pain ran, but even that felt good.

It breaks.

As it is, I go crazy about too much comfort.

It was utterly unintended that Ruklov's hand had entered the shame between his crotches because of the covering from behind.

"Ah, ku... eh... eh"

Wet to the point, there makes a couch, couch and noise as Luklov's fingers move.

Ruklov knows more about Chizuru's sensible location, movement and strength than she knows herself. Thousands of cranes had been flirting with him every night, even without ecstasy or anything.

That's tonight.

Chizuru shook his limbs and tasted the peak again by Ruklov's fingers. At the same time, the scream from Chizuru's throat must have rang outside the bedroom. But I couldn't afford to be ashamed. On the contrary, if I reach the next one again, I'm sure I'll speak louder.

But still.

Still want. more. More.

Now I needed skin erosion at this moment, not worrying ahead.

"Damn......"

And it sounded like tinnitus as Ruklov twinkled with his rough breath.

"You don't have to have ecstasy... your body is too easy to feel... I'm afraid I'm going to crush it... take that,"

Even though it wasn't meant to be, Chizuru put his hands on medicines that made his body even more sensitive. Luklov's frustration, haste, anger... such things are released from words and caresses into the interior of the thousand cranes.

"Phew... ahhh... sorry, tha... whoa!

Maybe Luklov is giving me more relief than usual. Still, the stimulus transmitted to Chizuru was not the usual ratio. It flirts so hard that I don't even know what to compare it to.

It gets flushed. Somewhere, to the end of a world I don't know.

"You are doomed by it. Look, I can't imagine how impatient I am right now..."

"Hih... Huh!

Luklov's finger broke into the back of the honeypot.

"When the limits come, say it right. I can't break you..."

The interior, which is filled with plenty of honey, is entranced to the movement of Lucrov and cramps with a crack. Chizuru bit his lips, closed his eyes all the time and endured.

No, I tried to bear it.

"Ahhh......!

On the mouth of Thousand Cranes, who is repeatedly exposed to waves of pleasure by turning his back, Ruklov slipped the hand of those who were messing with his chest, letting him bite his thumb.

"Don't bite your tongue."

"Ha... mmm... hmm"

"Damn... how much do you drive me crazy... I feel..."

Thousands of cranes sucked Luklov's thumb as his instincts swimmed.

Ruklov's breath in his ear is rough. I can't even see the look on his face, but from that breath and voice, it was obvious that he was excited.

Ruklov's fingers slip further into the back. And he inspired the easiest place to feel, which both Chizuru and Ruklov knew well, to scratch.

"Uh-huh!!

The scream was silent. If it hadn't been for Luklov's thumb, he would have really bit his tongue.

"Ha... ah... ha..."

Luklov hugs Chizuru tightly from behind. But euthanasia was between bundles. Ecstasy patrolling through the blood of a thousand cranes quickly rambles in search of the next fast.

My whole body was wet with sweat and all my cells seemed to... go from every single hair to toenails... to receptacles for pleasure.

Ruklov gave a gentle mouthful to Chizuru's shoulder.

"Ah..."

Beneath his buttocks, he hits a sign of Luklov's desire that stands firm. Take this... if you accept this, what will happen to Chizuru?

There's only a little bit of reason left, and I'm warning you, it's dangerous. But more than that, the ecstasy that nests a thousand cranes was greedy.

"Oh, my God... give me Lucroff... please..."

From his trembling throat, a glossy voice squeezed out that he didn't think was his. "I want Luklov... of..."

Luklov whispered briefly and quietly as he tightened his hand holding Chizuru.

"Be prepared."

And he took off the clothes that had his lower body hidden before Chizuru nodded, and now pushed Chizuru down from his back to bed.

Between the two facing each other from the front, waiting for the moment of liberation, with tension, desire and affection at the very least. You two know exactly how to do that. That, and the danger.

Lucrov slowly and gently covered himself in a thousand cranes.

At least, it was felt slowly by Chizuru then.

But once, Luklov, who had embedded all his meat bars in a thousand cranes, was neither slow nor gentle.

"Ahhh! HI... HI, HA, UH... Ah!

Swallow by a storm of hot passion. I can't see the exit. Even the sense of equilibrium disappeared and I couldn't figure out where the bed was in the ceiling while it was laid together.

Luklov's breath leaking from between his eaten teeth seemed painful.

What's your breath...?

I'm even forgetting how to breathe. I just managed to open my mouth for air between gasps and finally inhale some oxygen.

Luklov's adds even more strength every time he repeated the insertion.

"... also, hey... hey!

As Thousand Cranes reached and tightened his tight rucroft, he closed his eyes and ate his teeth, enduring his liberation.

If we wait for the thousand cranes to settle down for just a few seconds, we will continue with further aggression.

The interior of the thousand cranes was filled with the large ones of Lucrov. The feeling of being able to twitch and push and spread was like the first night.

"Chizul... look at me"

Chizuru opens his eyes thickly to the faint voice of Ruklov.

Between the top finish and the pleasure of being born again, I tried to read his expression. Sweat. Fluid. Disturbed hair.

For a long time, Ruklov expressed it in action rather than words and expressions, when he spared too much enthusiasm. I expressed my anger with my sword and my deep love with an act of intense love.

Even now.

Strongly depressed in a thousand cranes, he is not just unleashing the desire of the flesh. I'm typing last night's apology and still overflowing thoughts into a thousand cranes.

"Ahhh... ahhh"

I thought it couldn't be any more, but it existed.

Beyond the heights. Yet beyond that, to a world he had never seen or felt, Chizuru was about to climb up with Luklov.

Luklov's meat stick adds more mass and dominates Chizuru. Comfort turned into sweet blame bitterness when it exceeded its limits.

"Ah, here... this, my dear... oh!

At the last moment, Ruklov held Gyu Chizuru in his chest, releasing the seeds that exploded deepest. The whole body of a thousand cranes cramps hard. As if to suppress it, Ruklov held in a thousand more cranes.

Luklov held me as I was for a while, but the tremor of Thousand Cranes didn't quite fit in. It's not cold...... no, it's rather hot as they lit it, but I can't stop shivering.

"Ha... ah..."

Any more, if I get caressed, it breaks.

Even though I know that, I still want more poison in my blood. This was torture. Sweet and slutty torture......

"I can't do this any more, Chizul. I have an antidote. Where did you get this medicine from? Can you talk?"

I felt Ruklov's hand gently wipe away the sweat floating in his hives, but more than that, even his voice felt somewhere far away.

Touch me.

Don't touch it.

Touch me... you can break it!

Floating in the venom of ecstasy, Luklov firmly held Chizuru's hand to hold the universe and seal his movements.

"Patience a little... and answer me. Where did you get this medicine"

Chizuru chewed his lips with a groan and embarrassment that swept all over his body.

"E... Esta, Belle's... by the way"

When he managed to confess, Ruklov nodded to confirm. And I heard him call Nadal out loud, but with it at the border Chizuru's consciousness ended up like a puffy thread cut, sinking somewhere.