【Aoyu】Third year of thinking differently

※ "Third Years of Seeing Differences and Thinking of Moving" ABO five-part series is released in this episode 2

※Kazakh Hero Alpha×Russian Fairy Omega

※N years after the background of the original work / see the article for private design

※ABO/wedding play/NC17

This season has just ended, and the figure skating competition has finally ended the years of unsuspecting gold medal competition.

The Russian bandit, who is keen on every gold medal, still did not play his cards according to common sense, but this time he missed the post-match interview and surprised the world with a lace tights in the short program in advance.

So this last gold medal undoubtedly belongs to this Russian goblin whose term has expired, and he returned with a full load of reputation accumulated over the past ten years, and quietly retired without even showing his face——

Yuri Prisetti, 30 years old, 180.1111..cm, Omega.

—By the way, introduce his partner who is following him now without saying a word—

Otabek Alkin, 33 years old, 189cm, Alpha.

This man who has always been silent is golden for some reason. He has been speechless since he played Yuri. He is obviously the coach of the Kazakhstan national team, but he just watched the last game of Yuri's career more seriously than watching his own players.

——This feeling is of course novel to Yuri.

You must know that he once looked forward to his grandpa watching a game of his own, but for various reasons (the old Alpha of the fighting nation refuses to admit that the success of his beloved grandson will make him cry), "Family watching the game "This wish has to be realized by Otabek in the end.

...oh, and Natalia for both of them.

"Hey—Natasha's hero dad, where's your little angel?"

Otabek, who was named, stopped two steps away from his leopard-printed lover: "Grandpa let us forget this at least until the eve of the wedding..."

Yuri pushed the blond hair that was disheveled in the cold wind behind his ears: "So what are you waiting for?"

Otabek was in a daze and couldn't help lowering his head and looking away: "Then are you ready?"

Yuri didn't answer, and only opened his hands when the man looked up at him again: "From now on, I'm yours."

It is not appropriate to say that the 15-year love long-distance race is not appropriate-after all, no one loves a long-distance race. Even the children are so old; but thanks to Otabek, even if the two should do what they should not do. After that, he still resisted the original impulse and did not force Yuri.

Just as this stinky little soldier had been looking forward to the "unlocking of adulthood" for so long, this precocious young man who has been traveling around the world to cultivate himself also has a limit in his heart: just like the only time Yuri skipped training on the day of his adulthood, ignoring the gate control and drinking heavily, I was so excited on Otabek until late at night; but I told Otabek that today, when Yuri announced his retirement, was the complete release of the ban on him——

Yuri was put on the bed, and under the leopard-print fur was a lace-covered tights that he hadn't planned to change at all—this costume, which was praised by Lilia as a wedding dress, was a bit of a mystery, and Yuri took off the tights after the game Wearing a fluffy lace skirt, it didn't break until Otabek took off his coat: "I don't want to wear this in front of the second person!"

This Kazakh hero, who has always behaved self-denial, reverence, and asceticism, didn't even have time to respond, and the original impulse to receive the signal to lift the ban hijacked his brain.

Otabek lowered his head and bit his lover's lips, and reached under the fluffy lace skirt with his hands without delay, rubbing the motionless organs inside through the thong that figure skaters are familiar with.

Yuri bent his knees and stepped on the mattress, allowing Otabek's waist to be squeezed between his open legs, and then his lower abdomen was pressed down.

The man who acted too hastily didn't even pull down the chains of his trousers, and his raised crotch squeezed against Yuri's lower body under the lace white gauze, rubbing anxiously and unbearably through so few layers of cloth that was better than nothing.

Yuri snorted and grabbed Otabek's collar, went around his head and grabbed Otabek's hair with one hand, and lifted the man who was about to gnaw his lips from his mouth.

Both of them were panting violently, and this guy even lowered his trousers, pushing into Yuri's thigh without taking off his underwear.

"Hey, wait... wait..."

Otabek leaned on him, but his face was almost buried in the loose hair around Yuri's ear.Unable to listen to the slightest words, he exhaled hot air from the warm rose-scented hair, as if the midsummer sand waves in Central Asia engulfed this struggling foreign elf bride.

Yuri whimpered and reached between their close cunts, twisted the front of his lover's wet panties and pulled them aside - the cock, which was much bigger than usual, jumped out and pulled out into his hand, and then pushed Gently poking at the string in his buttocks.Finely adjust the angle, and then push into Yuri's tightly closed acupuncture point.

The pain made Yuri couldn't help tightening his waist, and before he had time to adjust his breathing, Otabek, who was not even the slightest bit gentle, grabbed his hip bone and drove straight in.He raised his neck and grabbed the back of Otabek's neck tightly. The man endured it for a few seconds and then started to move, pulling out most of each stroke before slamming in, leaving no time for Yuri to be negligent.

Alpha's pheromone turned on the lust switch of this Omega who only recognized the Lord, and the pain of being violated by a foreign body instantly rushed away in a completely different direction.

Otabek raised his upper body, brushed his sweat-wet hair back, and then pulled Yuri up from the bed with his back.

Yuri struggled to climb onto his shoulders, his lower body covered by the large clusters of lace and white gauze around his waist had long been unaware of what would be done by the man who had lifted the restraint——the moment that fell on the end of every neuron at the right time. The numbness made Yuri's waist soften, but his lower abdomen was so tight that he began to subconsciously convulse.

"Um, what... ah!"

The tingling and itching rising from the depths of his body made Yuri scream.

Otabek clasped the back of his head with one hand, found the blond hair that pierced his cheeks together, grabbed the hair at the back of Yuri's neck with his fingers and pulled it back to force his Omega to look up.

"Oh--"

"I love you, Jurachka."

Yuri only paused for a second, and quickly untied the obstructive skirt tied with a slipknot around his waist. He didn't even dare to lower his head to confirm the beautiful scenery under his skirt, and immediately threw himself into Otabek's arms: "This kind of thing... um ,Of course I know!"

Otabek held down his reddened leg with a deep smile, and firmly nailed the goblin that had almost grown on his genitals to his own things.

Yuri, who was full of lust, couldn't help tightening his legs to clamp his Alpha's strong waist, and lifted his waist to support his genitals, which were dripping with body fluids, and poked on Otabek's navel.

The man who had no worries at all leaned forward and pressed the unseemly erotic bride back on the bed. He spread his palms, inserted his fingers into Yuri's hair, and clasped the top of his head half persistently and half protectively.

Before Yuri opened his mouth and even made a guttural sound, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence due to the forceful thrusting from his lower body: "Slow, slow..."

Bent——Yuri knocked his head on the head of the bed against Otabek's palm.

Realizing that Otabek had restrained himself in all the previous affairs, Yuri murmured, and reached out and hugged his man involuntarily.Alpha, who couldn't listen to the words, was still on that frequency, as if trying to crash Yuri, telling him that he had nowhere to escape and no way to retreat.

The concept of "wedding eve" lasted almost three days for Yuri.

On the first day he couldn't even raise his arms, on the second day he could barely get out of bed, on the third morning he was nearly licked by a man who had no worries after the lifting of the ban,--it wasn't until the third night that he finally became Return to normal state.

The increasingly pestering Otabek did not let him alone, but went with the goblin who grew up in this ice and snow country, topless, to the ice rink he built for the rose.

Yuri circled slowly on the ice with red marks all over his body, and under Otabek's usual gaze, he drew straight towards him: "It's all green here."

Otabek looked at the bruise on his waist pointed at by his finger, and stretched out his hand to close it without regret: "I've waited too long."

Yuri leaned into his arms and danced gently with him, and when Otabek approached intimately, he completely sank into his arms.

—like the roses of Eastern Europe caught in the hot sands of Central Asia.

END