The Return of the Gods of the End Times

"I said: I! Want! Help! You! Clean! Wash! Wound! Mouth!" Albert looked at Solo and said word by word.

"Uh...Your Majesty, can I come by myself?"

"Do you think you can..."

"Okay...Okay!" Solo nodded a little frustrated and shy, and suddenly felt his body lighten up, and when he looked up again, he found that Albert had already hugged him in his arms.

Albert looked at Solo who was a little dazed in his arms, smiled lightly, and opened the door of the bathroom. After a while, the fog filled the air, covering the figures of the two of them.

The shower above the head splashed countless filaments, falling on the two of them, converging into countless large and small streams of water and falling to the ground.

Solo's naked body, with his wheat-like healthy complexion, was covered with a layer of pink in the hot mist.

"Ah..." Feeling a pain in his back, Solo let out a moan-like cry, and he soon realized that something was wrong, and the seductive tune stopped abruptly.

"Does it hurt?" Albert gently untied the gauze wrapped around it, revealing the sticky flesh and flesh inside, as well as the new pink and tender skin, and asked with a bit of distress.

Solo chuckled, looked at Albert and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt..." It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's just for the person in my heart, so I don't feel so painful.

On the top of the head, the water continuously poured down on Solo's body, especially on the wounds, there was a numb feeling, and he twisted his body a little uncomfortably.

"Don't move!" Albert was cleaning the wound, and this movement almost tore apart the glued wound again. He raised his left hand and gently landed on Solo's elastic buttocks.

"Crack!" There was a loud sound, which stunned the two parties, Albert and Solo, and Solo's unnatural face instantly turned red.

When the palm fell, Albert suddenly realized that Solo was no longer the little kid following him. The body taller than him made him realize that even if he didn't Getting old, but this child who has grown up is already an adult.

The buttocks, perhaps due to the cultivation of fighting spirit, are very strong. Albert suddenly thought of the feeling of hitting it...not bad!

"Ahem, don't move!" Albert said pretending to be serious, without mentioning what happened just now.

"..." Solo also remained silent, and lowered his head even lower. The atmosphere suddenly became a lot more awkward, and a charming atmosphere spread, making both of them a little absent-minded.

Albert cleaned the wound meticulously, and Solo trembled slightly. The pain and numbness constantly stimulated his nerves and brain, and the most primitive impulse and the most basic reaction of the body could no longer be suppressed. Stopped, his lower body slowly raised his head, and it became bigger and bigger, he was shamefully stiff...

Solo swayed his body calmly, changed his posture, and kept crossing his legs to cover up his reaction, but it was another expression in Albert's eyes, and he frowned and asked, "Does it hurt you? "

"No...no..." Solo replied vaguely, but found that his legs were pulled apart by a pair of powerful hands, and he stared at Albert with wide eyes.

Albert stared blankly at the upright and energetic little brother in the lush greenery below. He was speechless for a long time, his Adam's apple kept wriggling, and finally he pursed his lips and asked, "I haven't vented for a long time, are you suffocated?"

Solo remained motionless as before. To this question, he answered yes or no. Seeing that resolute face was slightly tangled, Albert exhaled and smiled lightly: "Let me help you!" ..."

What, it was like a thunderbolt flashing across Solo's brain, he only felt his head go blank for a while, and could only stare blankly at Albert, not knowing how to respond, silently digesting the shocking words just now.

Seeing Solo's silence, Albert thought he was embarrassed and acquiesced, then mustered up the courage to lower his head and reach for the secret place with both hands.

In a trance, Solo only felt a pair of warm hands enveloping that sensitive spot, and moans came out involuntarily.

"Ah... ah, don't... stop!" Solo shouted softly, a little blurred, a trace of saliva flowed from his mouth, and was quickly washed away by the continuous flow of water.

Albert's slender hands moved rhythmically, and there was a constant ecstasy-itchy feeling between his legs, which made Solo feel an unspeakable intense pleasure rushing upwards, circling around his chest. Jumping, paralyzed the brain.

"Ah... so uncomfortable... um..." The pleasure was too strong, Solo began to pant slowly, coupled with those teary eyes, there was a feeling of choking, such a man with such an expression, but has A breath of love.

Finally, the moment Albert clenched his hands, an indescribable feeling spread to Solo's limbs, "Ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... uh..." Solo Luo has already begun to lose consciousness, and the groans can no longer be restrained, his body trembles violently like an electric shock, and a stream of white viscous liquid keeps gliding across, one after another, falling on Solo's lower abdomen, Albert hands, face, and the ground.

A large amount of saliva secreted by the stimulation just now is flowing along the corners of the lips to the jaw, wide and violent ups and downs, Solo is full of tears due to excessive excitement, his vision is blurred, his head seems to have stopped working, what? I can't think anymore, the only thing I can feel is that the middle of my legs is sticky and wet, and there are bursts of crisp-itchy numbness.

"Are you comfortable?" Albert smiled, looking at Solo with blank eyes.

After realizing that Solo was an adult, Albert finally faced up to his own feelings. The feeling of caring and caring like a father and son flooded his heart, and he realized that his feelings for Solo were mixed. A lot, under the care and care, what is hidden is the throbbing love...

At the moment when the contract was signed in the Continent of Divine Favor, Albert could feel the feelings that Solo had been buried deep in his heart. He didn't know until just now that he felt how he felt towards him and how he felt towards himself. ,it's the same!

Albert avoided those wounds, hugged Solo into his arms, and let the water from the shower wash over their bodies, washing away the traces of *, and the smell of that liquid gradually faded away. Yes, and what surged up immediately was the breath called love.