Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Liddy."

A sweet, sweet voice like a sugar-covered voice calls me.

Looking back, Fried was staring at this one. Those eyes were hot, they seemed to be complaining about something, and the back of my body hurt -.

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We had dinner and we were back in the room.

Time for a relaxing night, like I'm done with the hot water, and then just going to bed.

Naturally, it's just the two of us.

I just realized that I like him (tentatively), so I can't help but relax.

I was reading a novel plugged by my brother on a fluffy and comfortable couch, wandering about how he was once in a while next door.

By the way, this couch I was sitting on this morning seems to be something I just recently purchased. I never cared, but I certainly didn't leave it when I first got here. I'm sure it's not my fault you two feel all sorts of man-made things on a couch the size of which just sits without a gap.

Freed still doesn't say anything to me when I'm softly restless and openly suspicious of behavior. Sometimes when I get my eye on you, what's wrong? And just smile gently. If you do that, your face will get hot to the extreme.

I wonder what happened to me at all.

Fried is dressed too well and the Fried Festival is admirably underway in the brain.

The idiotic appearance of being in charge of divinity was reproduced in real life in the brain. That's not a futon drum either. Sleepy.

What? You think you're going to stroll slowly in charge of the gods?

No, no, no, it's nothing. I have trouble getting people to take it easy on me. You get too much momentum, you hit a bend, and you still run.

Ooh, let's go!! and the beam of the building beam sprinkled with a twisting bowl roll makes a decree on top of it. Very nice video of Hapi dancing, but I only had a headache if I thought that was my brain meeting.

... is worse in nature than a military uniform festival in a way.

Thoughts and everything are messed up because of the Brain Freed Festival. Plus my brilliant maiden filter was sticking me up and doing my job as usual.

Kuh! The frid... the frid looks too good and it's spicy to face it.

Let's be cool...

I snuck out to avoid Fried noticing me.

If I had a little more time, I might have been able to perform the way I always do, but the current situation of being alone with someone I like (tentatively) was suddenly too tight for me who had just become aware of Morning Love.

Plus, probably, but I'm definitely willing to fuck Freed tonight. I have a feeling about that.

Because his gaze at me from earlier is slightly feverish, and the movement of his hands holding his hips is slightly suspicious.

I couldn't be unaware of the boulders when I got there.

When Fried called his name and raised his face, he gently placed the book from me on the desk and rose from the couch.

And reach out to me.

"Come on, Liddy"

……

It sounds so sweet that my brain is about to melt.

The smile, which contained so much sugar that only I would see, was devastating. A building beam in your brain is making loud noises telling you to hang around.

But you can't lose.

I stomped desperately.

Of course, he also forced the Brain Freed Festival to end.

Withdrawal, withdrawal. Come on, easy. Me.

Exhale thin and long enough to be unnoticed.

Okay, okay, I managed to subside.

... heh... heh.

It would be a big mistake if you gave me a little sweet voice and thought I'd catch on.

Well, I don't deny it was dangerous.

It's too difficult to tell me to have sex with Fried right now, when I've largely just become aware of my love heart (tentative).

Yesterday I was unconscious. I would have answered as much as I wanted, but at least I just want you to give me a break today. Whatever it takes, the timing is too bad. So I'm really sorry about Fried, but I wasn't going to go how sweet a voice I could be called, and I was going to reject him with perseverance.

Yet!!

When he came with me, he took his hand fluttering, and he put his hands around his back firmly.

I think as I hug Freed.

That smells really good.

Humph and I smelled the smell as I slipped away.

Phew. Happy.

"... good boy"

Ha! What are you doing, me!!

Freed hugged me back and finally returned to me for being called out.

Huh...? How is this happening to me?

I really didn't know what was going on for a second.

What a horrible thing to be unconscious.

I feel like I haven't seen the fact that I'm terribly vulnerable to someone I like (tentatively) in a long time. No more when this happens... I don't feel like I can resist it.

"Ah... of, Fried"

In a perplexed mood, nevertheless managed to speak, his big hand touched his cheek. His hands are hot and the place touched feels good.

"Liddy, I like you."

"Ah..."

Softly told, face approaching.

When I meditated on nature and my eyes, the heat touched my lips. I got a mouthful of mouth to just touch a few times and I was already feeling like I was just about to boil it up. My whole body is hot as a fever.

More, I look at you like a jerk.

I laughed bitterly that Fried had no choice how I was.

"Not yet. Be a little more patient."

"Huh."

I am prompted to open my lips and respond with great care. My hot tongue breaks into my mouth like I couldn't wait and rubs it all over me. My mouth was ravaged by a more polite move than usual, and my head got pounded by too much comfort. My lips and tongue feel so good. I get paralyzed to the core of my head when I hear nasty water noises intertwined with each other's tongues. I felt too good and now I felt like I could just kiss you.

As Fried opened his body as he did, enjoying the pleasure he was given, he eventually let go of his lips and told him to whisper in his ear.

"Can I have it today? I want to hold Liddy."

I could tell the words had turned red to my ears.

I wish you hadn't bothered to say it and take it away from me in silence, but I remembered that I was thinking of saying no to you all the time today.

... Absolutely. I almost nodded normally.

"Fried... well, I'm here today..."

I tried to say I couldn't. I'm sorry.

I was the one who deflected my eyes from him and opened my mouth to pass it on at first glance, but it was unharmed by his words and disappeared before it could be uttered as a word.

Again, stroke my cheek. It seems loving, he says.

"Liddy, I love you. I can't help but want Liddy. So don't be mean. You want Liddy?

"Ah..."

I felt my enthusiasm bumped into me with a slightly lower, plundering voice and the invisible part of me thoughtfully shaken.

An eye conceived of greed sues silently. Pierced by those eyes, I was honestly nodding as he urged me to.

"Yeah......"

It was too late when I thought it was gone.

By the time I realized it, he was holding me sideways and taking me to my bedroom.

He gently drops me on the sheet with Posan and slowly creeps up with Fried grinning.

I was unconsciously wrapping my arms around that neck in his movements like that.

Fried's grin deepens.

"Huh."

As I tried to attract it, my lips came down again.

Unlike last night, a hot, swinging kiss that evokes an act is repeated over and over again. My body complains of joy in my sweet mouth.

When I'm happy, it hurts in the back of my body that I want him to touch me.

I was clearly aware of it, and I felt powerless.

... Yeah, apparently I continue yesterday and still want to be held by Freed.

It's not a big deal, but my underwear was already very soggy and wet with expectations, and I didn't think Fried would stop coming this far.

Nevertheless, there is only one thing that should not be dismissed that I like (tentatively) Fried. We need to be careful not to inadvertently whine about "likes" during the act.

It's still in (provisional) condition. A far-fetched statement is unacceptable even though it has not been verified.

I told myself strongly, and I finally decided to be ready to accept Freed.

That said, while I was alone, he was as handy as usual and took off what he was wearing.

Especially now that he was just dressed as he was weaving a stall on his nightwear, he easily takes off the big ribbon in front of his chest just by loosening it. I thought in a corner of my head that Kara, who prepared this, would have absolutely assumed her current state.

"Liddy, thoughts?

Not to mention telling me not to think about anything other than myself, but Fried, who made me undress at night, stared at me lightly as he got naked himself.

I was so frightened of myself that I thought I was even happy with my misguided appetite for exclusivity. I am quite ill.

... At this rate, will I really stop thinking about him in a few weeks or a month? Can that happen?

The suspicions boiled down, but the thought was disturbed by Fried himself before thinking deeply.

"Just look at me. Who's holding Liddy?

He pinches his cheeks with both hands and looks straight at me. I became indulgent in the blue that conceived fever and greed.

I say the words the way he wants them to.

"Ahhh... Fried..."

"Yes, it's me. Look, take off your underwear, too. Let me see all of Liddy... Oh, you're so wet, huh? Could you have expected me to?

Freed, taking off his underwear and letting my legs spread wide, checks his already hot, moist socks and laughs low. At that moment, the thickening and love liquid fell out of me zero.

When I turned bright red and missed my face to the embarrassment that I had missed what I had hoped for, Fried laughed me even happier.

"... overflow so much... I knew you were expecting me. Oh, so maybe you wanted to yesterday?

"Ya... you know, it... we..."

I remember who I was yesterday, and I follow. Fried narrowed his eyes to me, who would not have known if he had kept his mouth shut but was easily upset.

"Really?... Glad to hear that. I can't believe Liddy was asking for me. I don't know what I did yesterday."

"Ya... so, you know"

What should I do? Fried's voice sounds so happy.

Even though I try desperately to excuse myself, I get unnecessarily suspicious of behavior.

I don't care who you think you are anymore. I'm too embarrassed.

Freed dropped a forgiving kiss many times at me for meditating too much on shame. Fried stared hot at me right around the corner if his lips felt comfortable enough to touch him and open his eyes.

"Sorry, I didn't realize. But I'm so happy.... Oh yes, shall we do it today until yesterday's minute? I'll do my best to live up to my expectations."