Ray

Create a crazy pleasure in your body.

"Boss, how are you...? Eh...?" Eric kissed Hal's earlobe, and slammed into Hal's body heavily.

"...Ah...I...consider...look...haha..." Hal replied intermittently.

"I'm your bodyguard...I'm your man..." Eric smiled lowly.

"Get out!...Ah──! Take it easy..." Hal squinted his eyes and frowned, moaning, "...don't...so deep..."

"Promise me...boss...huh?...Look at how pitiful I am..." Every time Eric bumped into Hal, he said, "Are you okay? Eh...? Are you okay...?"

"Ah──! Ah... ah!" Hal was rubbed against his sensitive area by Eric's thick penis. The strong lust caused Hal's reason to collapse a little. His nails pinched Eric's arm deeply, and his neck was raised. Stop panting and moaning.

Eric slowly pulled the penis out of Hal's body, watching Hal's red and tender pussy contracted in dissatisfaction because of his leaving, the tip of Eric's penis was sticking to the love juice in Hal's body, it looked extremely erotic , Hal twisted his body dissatisfied because of Eric's withdrawal, and looked at Eric with wet eyes.

"Okay... Promise me, okay...?" Eric slowly rubbed the tip against Hal's entrance, making sticky and erotic sounds one after another.

"...Don't talk nonsense, do you want to do it or not!?" Hal glared at Eric.

Eric lowered his eyes and glanced at Hal, grabbed Hal's ankle, and straightened up deeply, Hal's pupils shrank instantly when Eric's sudden stimulation, and then he disarmed in the pleasure created by Eric.

"Promise me...promise me..." Eric clasped Hal's waist when Hal climaxed, and stabbed deeply into Hal's hole.

"Ah huh!" Hal bit his fingers, raised his head and arched his waist, his body stretched into a beautiful arc.

"Well, did you agree..." Eric took a deep breath from Hal's tightened body, and shot into Hal's body.

Hal didn't nod or refute, just kept panting under Eric's body.

Eric held Hal's face and kept kissing Hal, and Hal let Eric lick the tears from the corners of his eyes, gently rubbing his nose against his cheek.

"Boss! I'm back!! Look, I brought you a lot from Russia..." As soon as Clint opened the door, he saw Eric's clothes half-undressed and his boss pressed to the floor. The long white legs were still clamped around Eric's waist, and the shirts on his body were already messed up. Hearing Clint's voice, both of them looked up at the people outside the door. It was the first time Clint saw the boss The neat blond hair was scattered in front of his forehead, his face was flushed, and Eric's cheeks were bleeding, and he stared at himself...

The three of them stalemate for a while, Clint swallowed, and slowly closed the door, closed his eyes and tried hard to digest the scene he just saw: "No, no, no...the way I opened the door must be wrong..."

After Clint said it silently three times, he opened the door again, and saw Hal riding on Eric's body and grabbing Eric's collar, gnashing his teeth to say something, and the milky white semen could clearly be seen running down the open thigh Drips flowed down Hal's legs.

Clint closed the door again with a frightened touch.

"No, no, no... it must be hallucinations... hallucinations..." Clint was silent outside the door for three minutes, then opened the door again.

This time Hal and Eric were both fully dressed, Hal was sitting on a chair, Eric was standing behind him, and Hal was livid, brushing his hair back and glaring at Clint.

Clint breathed a sigh of relief, as expected, what happened just now was an illusion! !How could the boss be the one below! !

"Boss! I just came back from Russia! I brought you a lot of tobacco you like! Didn't you say you love Russian tobacco the most!" Clint walked over and handed Hal a box as if offering a treasure.

"Well...let it go..." Hal coughed dryly.

Clint was stunned, looking at the flush on Hal's cheeks that hadn't completely subsided, he still couldn't hold back: "Boss... you and Eric just..." "Shut up──!!!"

I love you

When Clint came back from Russia again, it was to attend Hal's funeral.

Clint and Natasha got off the plane, both of them were dressed in black, and Natasha was wearing a black veil, she held Clint's hand firmly all the way, without saying a word.

Clint suppressed the lump in his throat and held his wife's hand. He could feel Natasha's hand trembling, and under the veil, she had been crying since the plane.

Clint came to the Laufeyson mansion where the three of them grew up together. The lawn was still green, the sky was still blue, the cobbled road was still the same length, and one of the three people who laughed together was always separated from each other. up.

When Clint came to the gate of the mansion, Fenrir was already waiting at the gate.

Fenrir's eyes were red. Seeing Clint and Natasha, he couldn't help but shed tears again. Clint stepped forward and patted Fenrir on the shoulder, holding him in his arms.

Fenrir stabilized his mind, and then called Uncle in a low voice.

"Where's your father..." Clint forced a smile, and Fenrir sniffled, leading Clint into the hall.

The hall was covered with black curtains, and Hal, wearing a neat suit, slept peacefully in the black coffin in the middle of the hall.

Clint approached Hal, looking at Hal's pale, lifeless cheeks, tears fell down uncontrollably.

"Father... he was... when he was going to the beach..." Fenrir choked up and said, "Uncle Clint, you also know... every year at this time...Father will go to the beach..."

Clint sighed, he knew Hal, of course he knew that Hal would go to the beach this time of year, since... since Eric died.

Clint felt that he would never forget that day. Everything and every detail of that day was carved into his mind like a knife. He never knew that the people he grew up with , The person who decides to follow his whole life has always been a person who calmly controls the overall situation... There will be that kind of out-of-control reaction...

That day is the day of delivery.

Hal gave money here, and the other side gave guns. It was a simple matter, but because of a traitor in the middle, it turned into a melee at the seaside.

Under the protection of Clint and Eric, Hal has safely retreated to the back of the car. Just when Hal was about to turn around and pull the door, a black gun was aimed at Hal's heart. Hal found it too late, and turned his head. At that moment, I saw Eric pounced on him instantly, he hugged Hal, blocked the bullet with his body, and then Hal felt a huge pain in his chest, and soon the warm stuff covered his whole body, Hal hugged Hal with one hand. Eric's shoulder, one hand shot from under the gap of Eric's shoulder, killed the sneak attacker without hesitation, and hugged Eric who slipped on his body.

Hal put Eric on the ground, tore open Eric's chest, and saw that the bullet had pierced Eric's heart, and the bright red blood flowed out with Eric's breathing, and Hal's hands trembled a little. , He quickly took off his coat and wrapped it around Eric's wound.

"It's okay...trust me...it's okay." Hal gritted his teeth and pressed the blood hole on Eric's chest, but the gushing blood soon soaked Hal's suit jacket and stained Eric's snow-white shirt red.

Eric looked at Hal with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He slowly raised his hand and wiped the blood off Hal's cheek. Eric opened his mouth and whispered something.

Hal looked at Eric and shook his head: "You're fine...you're fine, don't worry, I'm here, I'm here."

Eric is completely speechless, can only pant lowly, and stubbornly speak the language with only three words over and over again, like a dehydrated fish, as if he knows that his end is approaching , using his last effort to bid farewell to his world.

Hal shook his head vigorously, he hugged Eric's neck tightly, and lowered his head to rest his forehead on Eric's forehead: "It's okay, it's okay...I'm here, you will be fine..."

When Clint arrived, he saw Hal hugging the already cold Eric, talking non-stop.

Clint was stunned at the time, everyone could see that Eric was dead, but the boss still firmly held the wound that had drained of blood, knelt down in a pool of blood, and hugged Eric's neck