The path of genius evolution

Men are animals that think with their lower body. From the perspective of behavior, it is true to say so.There are many kinds of venting, such as massacre.After working in BAU for many years, Reid almost forgot that the release of normal people is a pleasant and dangerous process.

Ways that go against common sense can bring a stronger impact to people, and any resistance in the face of immoral pleasure is so small that it can be ignored.At such moments, everyone can often only repent and sin at the same time.

For example, now, Scott's warm mouth is wrapping his dick, his precise machine brain is blank, and all knowledge and ethics are like snowflake fragments, which can only be refracted under the light to make people more confused.

Reid lay weakly on the bed, the sweat on his back soaked the pure cotton sheets.He grasped the light-colored patterns tightly with both hands, and the waves of pleasure that surged like a tide made people ups and downs, weightless, suffocating, and sinking.He never knew his body could be so soft, just like he didn't know he could make a breaking sound.

His waist was kneaded repeatedly by a hand with a thin callus, and the scorching temperature contrasted sharply with other parts of his body, making his eye sockets hot.He felt short of breath, but was stopped when he was about to j□j.

Scott looked up at him with a slight smile: "Don't worry."

Reid picked up a pillow impatiently and threw it at it, Scott raised his hand and grabbed it: "Don't be angry, it's not your fault that it turned out like this."

It's not that Scott is talking nonsense, it's Reid that's the way things are.It is true that the two are already together, the honeymoon is over, what should have happened has happened, what shouldn't have happened... still hasn't happened.Of course, this has nothing to do with Scott's bodily functions. It's purely because of Reid's thoughts and his half-rejecting attitude that the two of them have been slow to roll on the bed and do some exercises that are good for physical and mental health and promote the harmonious development of relationship.

Although if Scott was tougher, Reid's half-push and half-push would be totally irresistible, but Scott could hold back. Every time Reid deliberately refused, Scott would resolutely stop.Sometimes it's not a psychological resistance at all, but a physical discomfort, but Reid really can't pull people back to continue such things.Although Scott's behavior can be regarded as his usual style, Reid just thinks that he did it on purpose.

He just wanted Reid to initiate—

Bad taste.

Reid's first reaction after thinking about it.But Scott doesn't seem to be the same, every day is the same as before, even the eyes looking at him are tolerant and gentle, bright like the dew reflecting the sun on the flowers in the morning——

Of course, such a literary description is not to describe how good-looking Scott is, but Reid is worried that if he is not careful, this drop of dew will fall into the soil and nothing will be left.

Falling in love requires no hesitation, but getting along requires mutual concessions. Scott stayed at Quantico for his sake, so he could let go of that pointless… Reid couldn't tell what it was.It is human nature that, even in front of the most familiar and trusted people, anyone will have a side that is difficult to be honest.It doesn't need to be forced, Reid understands it, and Scott naturally understands it.But once that line is crossed, they'll be even better than they are now.

Not to the world, just to each other.

Is it worth it? Reid has also thought about such a problem, but emotion is neither a vector nor a vector, and cannot be calculated or measured. It can only be judged by intuition and instinct.This is exactly where Reid struggled, and it was also the reason why he hesitated for a long time.

For him, asking him to solve a proposition that most people in the world can't understand is easier than this.But no matter how difficult it is, you have to face it, and the answer Reid chose is the result that many people may be able to solve without hesitation: give yourself to Scott completely, from body to mind.

However, he didn't expect this process to be so...complicated.

Reid's head was half thrown back, sweat running down his brow before Scott wiped it away with his hands.He looked at the man's bright blue eyes and couldn't help closing his own.Looking at it like this, he will lose his mind.And just looking at the other party, he actually reacted. At this time, he wanted a kiss.

Then Scott's slightly hot lips and hot breath covered together, the intertwined lips and tongues sucking each other tirelessly. Reid puts his arms around Scott's neck like they've done it countless times.

The following things became logical, but practice was still more difficult than theory.This is simply worse than giving birth... The moment he was entered, Reid gritted his teeth to stay awake, but the intense pain stopped his thinking in an instant.After sufficient expansion, the pain was actually not so obvious, but the sense of existence in the part of his body that did not belong to him was overwhelming. He hoarse his voice, wanted to cry but could not cry out.

He felt that his body was no longer his own. He was just a particle floating in the universe, and another particle attracted each other, approached each other, and then merged with another particle during the long journey.

At the end, Reid was like a fish out of water. He was sweating profusely in Scott's arms, and he also stretched out his arms to encircle each other. The heartbeats of each other were like a lamp in the dim room, illuminating the eyes. Every inch of my heart and soul.

When Reid woke up the next day, Scott was sitting by the bed reading a book, holding a copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", his blond hair dancing in the sunlight through the cracks in the curtains.

Reid just moved his hand slightly and Scott looked over, which made Reid very helpless, because this reaction undoubtedly showed that his attention was not fully on the book at all.Moreover, he also felt very at a loss for his lover's setting of "sensitivity and athleticism". Isn't it just bullying him for his underdeveloped motor nerves?

"Good morning, Spencer." Scott smiled, reached out to touch his side of the face, then leaned down and kissed his lips.

Reid was still a little dizzy, and he tried to say hello after the person on him left, but found that his voice was too hoarse.He just remembered that the voice Scott greeted him just now was also unusually deep.

Was yesterday too much? Reid thought about it with some headaches, and then he realized that compared with a waist that could hardly exert any strength, the problem of headaches was like the difference between a thief and a perverted serial killer.

But Scott helped him just right when he fell down: "If you don't want to get up today, you can't get up, and you will go to work the day after tomorrow."

"I want to get up." The stubborn little doctor stared at the blue eyes of his cohabitant, the firmness in his tone was exactly the same as the weakness surging from his waist.He looked into Scott's eyes, which were suppressing a smile, and the inexplicable annoyance that filled his heart slowly turned into the same inexplicable shame, and the heat climbed up his cheeks like this.

Then Scott tilted his head and kissed him on the cheek again.

Reid tugged at the quilt, feeling like his heart had stopped working for a while.

Even though we have been together for so long, even though we have faced countless difficulties together, and we have seen many things that ordinary people can't understand, but only in this way, Reid feels that instinct is far beyond consciousness.

He's glad he met Scott, a man who gave him the best of countless possibilities.If they hadn't met, he wouldn't have quit morphine so resolutely, he wouldn't have become strong, and he wouldn't have known that he could love someone like this.He learned what gentleness is and what spiritual growth is.But, on the other hand, he wondered if Scott was just as grateful to have met him.

He thought about it for a long time, and felt that he had nothing to offer Scott.All he can give is that cheap and humble feeling.But Scott gave up this free and vast world for him, and stepped into this dark and complicated field without looking back.

After lunch, Reid and Scott played chess on the balcony. With the warm sunshine, Reid expressed his doubts all the time, and then he saw the lover opposite him with unbelievable eyes.

"How can you feel that your feelings are humble and cheap?" Scott looked even a little angry, "No one's feelings are humble and cheap in this world, only those who don't know how to cherish them. Spencer, I hope you believe that when I met you , is definitely the luckiest thing in my life. I always believe that you are the best, no matter what the situation is."

Reid was a little dazed, and he unconsciously brought up those once-forgotten pasts.The little girl with a pure and lovely face, those boys in team uniforms standing together, the cold metal texture of the doorknob.He thought he could not care, but after so many years, he still couldn't let go.

There was no hug, no comfort. Scott, who was sitting across from him, just had a slightly shy smile on his face. He raised his hand to cover half of his face: "It's okay if you don't say it. I remember it when I said it. When I was young, I was too arrogant. , so the kids in the same class called his older brother, and then his brother called some companions, and beat me up on the playground after school. I didn't dare to go to school during that time...it was just...black history."

Reid looked at Scott and couldn't help imagining the scene, he found the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.Who hasn't encountered such embarrassing and powerless situations once or twice when they were young?There's no need to worry too much about it, right?Next time, he will surely be able to talk about this experience with a smile like Scott, right? Reid cleared his throat, tried not to smile, and moved his ivory pawn amid Scott's surprised and frustrated look.

"General."

The sunlight swept over his knuckle-shaped hand, and the light flickered on the ring of the ring finger for a while, and then passed away quietly.

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