pick up cats

Facing the three hesitant stray cats, Song Limian's expression was blank for a long time.

After a long time, he asked angrily, "What should I call them?"

Tong Ming did not give him the answer to the question.

Or he was always a little absent-minded.

But when Song Limian turned his head to confirm carefully, Tong Ming lowered his head, brushed his forehead and said, "I'm just joking."

Without giving Song Limian a chance to see his expression clearly, he quickly took two steps forward and squatted down, hugged the bald kitten on his knees, pinched the back of the kitten's neck to force it to look at him.

Song Limian stared at Tong Ming's straight back, thinking, this time he doesn't feel dirty anymore.

The two older cats in the rear were in a hurry. They were very hostile to Tong Ming who was forcibly picking up the kitten. The cat's body instantly arched back, its dusty hairs stood up, and its throat overflowed with a vigilant roar.

However, as if they were afraid of something, they never stepped forward.

Song Limian realized that something was wrong, and stepped forward to pull Tong Ming away, but as soon as his fingertips touched the opponent's back shoulder, Tong Ming gently threw the kitten down.

The kitten jumped with all its strength, hurriedly hid behind the two big cats and shivered, and let out an unfriendly growl from its throat.

Song Limian froze for a moment, and pressed his palm against the joint of Tong Ming's shoulder and neck. Tong Ming's muscles were tense, like a bowstring that was about to break.

On the contrary, his back was straight, his voice was steady, and there was a faint smile: "What should I do? I seem to have frightened them."

"...Stray cats are quite timid. I don't blame you." Song Limian continued.

He slipped his hand to Tong Ming's arm and pulled him up.

Tong Ming stood up straight and leaned on him, his posture was rather casual, but Song Limian always felt that he had no strength to stand still and had to find a fulcrum.

Song Limian tilted his head, only to see Tong Ming lowering his eyes at the usual angle, turning his face slightly to prevent Song Limian from looking at him, unbuttoning the two-breasted collar to reveal his delicate neck, with a stiff curvature.

Song Limian really stopped spying, but chose to embrace the other party with one hand, and gently restrained his thin shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze slowly fell to Tong Ming's trouser legs——

One place is a little broken, it should be the mark scratched by the kitten's claw.

Not far away, the three cats stopped growling, and the atmosphere gradually became silent and strange.

After a while of rustling, Song Limian watched the three cats leave slowly from the corner of his eye. One of the lame cats looked back three times, but finally disappeared at the end of the road.

After a long time, he heard Tong Ming's almost silent sigh: "...I feel like a monster."

Even the pretended smile in the tone of voice no longer exists, and the voice is cold and straight, which is Tong Ming's usual tone.

Song Limian didn't observe the other person's expression any more, but only wanted to kiss the other person warmly.

So he tilted his head and kissed the corner of Tong Ming's lips pretending to be ungrateful and ungrateful, and said, "You are a little monster in the first place."

Without waiting for the corners of his cold lips to straighten, he said again: "But I'm not afraid at all."

Song Limian took his taciturn little monster home.

Passing by the increasingly crowded road on the way, Tong Ming tried to break away from the disgusted eyes of a few people, but Song Limian didn't give him a chance, instead he held it even tighter.

The two of them entered the door, except for the shoes, had dinner together, and then sat on the sofa together to watch TV with unknown plots.

The light in the living room was dimly turned on, and the light from the fluorescent screen made Tong Ming's fine white skin particularly unhealthy. Song Limian glanced at the TV and glanced at Tong Ming's expression, and kept this rhythm until half an hour later.

When Tong Ming's fluttering eyelashes became drowsy, he asked, "Do you want to take a shower first?"

Tong Ming blinked twice, and said yes slowly.

He pulled on his slippers and went to the bedroom to get a change of clothes, and then walked into the brightly lit bathroom under Song Limian's worried eyes, and closed the door and locked it.

Song Limian turned his head back, and quickly groped for the remote control panel, then he turned off the TV without saying a word, got up and went back to the bathroom of the master bedroom to take a quick shower.

When Tong Ming was wearing pajamas and walked into the bedroom following the light, Song Limian had already sat up on the bed. Tong Ming hesitated for a while holding the door frame, ready to say hello before going to the second bedroom.

But when Song Limian raised his eyelids and silently patted the other half of the bed that was empty, Tong Ming changed his mind without principle and closed the bedroom door with a "slap".

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and locked the lock, as if he was afraid that Song Limian would let him go to sleep next door after only talking a few words.

He lay down on the cool bed and covered himself with a warm quilt. Not long after, Song Limian threw away his phone and came over.

"You used to like to sleep on my right side. Even though it's very small, it occupies a lot of space."

"Do you remember?" He stroked Tong Ming's cheek with his thumb and asked in a low voice.

Before Tong Ming came back to his senses, Song Limian gave him a kiss that was much hotter than warmth.

The body wash that Tong Ming used was the grape flavor that Song Limian bought specially two days ago, the kitten should like it very much, and he put a lot of it on his body.

Song Limian could smell it from a distance, but when the two of them bonded together without any gaps, the scent became more obvious.

He himself is not keen on fruit, but if this aroma is mixed with Tong Ming's clean taste, it is enough to make his body and soul hungry together.

The kiss was more intense than usual.

Tong Ming managed to find a gap, panting and said "remember", he looked as if he was about to suffocate, his ears were blushing all the way to his collarbone, although the rest of the body was invisible, it must not be much better.

He pressed his hand against the other's chest slightly, and made a not-so-obvious push-off. Song Limian smiled lowly, but still refused to let him go, and grabbed his wrist to tell him to "be good".

Immediately afterwards, he changed his head angle and continued to kiss.

The buttons of the pajamas are very loose, usually Tong Ming will loosen them when he falls asleep, and the next morning he often wakes up in a wide open state, so he didn't wear them at all when he went to sleep, and went into the quilt naked every night.

As a small pet, he was not used to wearing clothes at first, but after integrating into human society, especially after he learned to kiss at Song Limian, he gradually developed a sense of shame, and felt that it was really inappropriate to face other people naked .

Just like at this moment, Song Limian used his knuckle fingers to push open the hem of his shirt, and the buttons came loose easily. He groaned, almost biting Song Limian's head so uncomfortable.

He originally wanted to stop him, but Song Limian vaguely said don't be afraid, and his half-stretched hand fell back to the quilt.

When it rose slowly again later, the twisted five fingers changed to helplessly crumpling the opponent's pajamas.

Not long after, Tong Ming's fair chest was exposed to the strong light, and his pajamas were loosened and slipped along his smooth shoulders, revealing his beautifully protruding shoulder blades.

The parted collar was stuck at the elbow, and Tong Ming's uncontrollable panting made her look extraordinarily seductive.

Song Limian's fingers that gently kneaded the back of his neck also slid down. The touch brought by the delicate skin was too good. He touched it a few times, and let the other party breathe absent-mindedly. Then he tightened his jaw line, gently licking and biting his seductive skin. Rolling Adam's apple.

When he opened his eyelids, he saw that the other party was so bewildered that he forgot to breathe, his neck was swollen pink, and his panting was so shallow that it was almost non-existent.

Song Limian sighed, raised his head and kissed Tong Ming's eyelids, coaxing him to open them.

Tong Ming did as he said, his black eyes were swollen and wet, and all the sharpness and emptiness that were exposed outside disappeared, leaving only fragile confusion and total dependence.

Song Limian was caught off guard by this look, and even his heart felt sour and sweet.

He embraced the little monster he liked to pretend to be calm, patted the little monster's soft back, and asked softly: "Are you still sad?"

"...I'm not sad." After a long time, Tong Ming replied gently.

Probably in order to get away with it, he took the initiative to turn his head and rubbed Song Limian's ear with the tip of his nose.

When Song Limian's skin was scalded, he took a bite carefully and asked stickily, "Should we continue?"

Song Limian's embrace tightened instantly.

His ignorant little cat seems to have learned badly.

"Continue to what?" Song Limian sighed.

Tong Ming was silent for a while, probably because he didn't know how to describe that kind of behavior, so he simply used practical actions as a demonstration, and pecked Song Limian on the cheek.

"If you want to divert my attention—" Song Limian was amused, and reminded, "I'm afraid this is not enough."

The person who was punctured didn't feel embarrassed, and asked, "Then how can I do it?"

It was not convenient for Song Limian to verbally describe his thoughts, so he simply buried his head in and bit the other's fair shoulder, leaving shallow tooth marks on it.

While Tong Ming murmured "pain", he burrowed into Song Limian's arms, expressing his duplicity to the fullest.

"Continue to do things that hurt more than this." Song Limian rubbed his lips against the row of tooth marks and asked him, "Are you afraid?"

He may have vaguely guessed it, or maybe he was just full of confidence in his endurance, and quickly replied: "Not afraid."

"... so hard to hide things from me?" Song Limian laughed at him.

Tong Ming's lips moved, and he chose to play dead.

Song Limian didn't give him a chance to keep talking, and turned off the bedroom chandelier with one hand.

Afterwards, the moving position of the finger pulp became lower and lower, forcing Tong Ming to become softer and softer as the skin was rubbed.

Tong Ming's pajamas were slowly stripped off.

Song Limian's community is well-greened, and the windows are open at night, so the cool evening breeze can easily sneak in, seeping into Tong Ming's skin, causing an involuntary shiver.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and against the backdrop of the moonlight, Tong Ming's black eyes mixed with mist were too confused and innocent, Song Limian just took a look and then covered his eyes.

"Where did you learn it?" Song Limian whispered, "Why are you recruiting so much?"

Tong Ming blinked hard a few times, curled his eyelashes and scratched Song Limian's palm, and retorted softly: "...I haven't learned it before..."

However, this unfounded rebuttal did not last long. When Song Limian put his earlobe in his mouth and licked the soft flesh with the tip of his tongue, Tong Ming's resistance turned into wet panting.

Song Limian has known for a long time that his ears are his sensitive area, but in the past Song Limian didn't dare to play with it too much, always worried that after Tong Ming gets wet with lust, he would easily lose control.

Now that he has no worries, Song Limian is very serious about satisfying the other party, sucking on the sensitive zone, and seducing his kitten into the restricted area.

Not long after, Tong Ming's panting turned into an obscene low cry, the voice was thin and lustful, exactly like a cat in heat.

The barking made Song Limian almost unable to hold back, and wanted to get straight to the point.

However, considering that this was the kitten's first experience of sex, Song Limian didn't want to make the other party feel any discomfort, so he forcibly restrained himself, removed the palm covering his eyes, and covered Tong Ming's mouth instead.

Song Limian didn't lick his ears anymore, but Tong Ming's soft kitten still kept meowing, so he could only "shh" softly.

"It's so sensitive right now," Song Limian asked helplessly, "What about later?"

Finally, Tong Ming stopped barking, and Song Limian moved the wet kiss to his shoulder again, passed the sexy collarbone, and finally lingered on the sensitive and upright left dogwood.

The body that has never experienced lust is overly sensitive, and Tong Ming is extremely at a loss for strange feelings. He inserted his knuckles into Song Limian's hair, looking like he wanted to refuse but was unable to refuse.

Song Limian liked to see Tong Ming entangled for himself, so he lightly picked up the dogwood in a good mood, and then plucked it up and down with his tongue.

Tong Ming mumbled "No" in a tone that was about to cry, but pressed the back of Song Limian's head hard with his palm, as if he was afraid that he would not continue.

Song Limian listened to the roaring heartbeat that was close at hand, and didn't see through Tong Ming's duplicity. After taking a mouthful of dogwood, he said in a hoarse voice, "Is the cat demon much different from human beings?"

After asking the question, he thought it was bullshit again, so he asked it another way: "If we did it, would you get pregnant?"

Tong Ming never knew that Song Limian had so many problems.

Normally, he would probably be willing to analyze it in detail, and then give an answer based on the actual situation. Even if he really didn't understand, he would pretend to calmly say "I'll tell you later", and then he would ask the cat demon Ark who knows a lot.

But now, he obviously has no time to think about it, and he doesn't even bother to cover up his lack of knowledge. He just keeps begging: "Don't lick it. It's weird."

Song Limian usually has no way to refuse Tong Ming's showing weakness, but unfortunately now is a special period, and he doesn't mind releasing some bad nature.

So after letting go of this cornel, before Tong Ming could breathe a sigh of relief, he licked another cornel that had been neglected for a long time.

The fingertips seamlessly touched the other wet grain, kneading and pulling the ball very slowly.

"Woo..." Tong Ming's pleading broke into moans.

Song Limian spat water on purpose, and asked in a low voice, "If you're pregnant, will milk come out here?"

Tong Ming kept shaking his head, his delicate skin was covered with thin sweat, he didn't know whether it was from the heat or from excitement.

It was probably because the brain couldn't function as usual, Song Limian asked several times before he answered with tears: "Don't ask... I don't know..."

Song Limian sighed, and put out the lines he had prepared for a long time: "Then you have to try."

His action of hooking off Tong Ming's pajama pants was too quick, obviously planned for a long time.

When Tong Ming's underwear was stripped off, his delicate and beautiful penis couldn't wait to pop out, and he had a face-to-face meeting with Song Limian while spitting clear liquid.

Song Limian wrapped his arms around his furious and bewildered penis, and rubbed it twice. The part that had been brewing for a long time could no longer support it. With Tong Ming's lewd screams, the back of Song Limian's hand was completely poured with hot turbid liquid.

The air was filled with a fishy smell, which completely covered up Tong Ming's sweet grape bath aroma. After orgasm, Tong Ming's toes curled up, sobbing out of great shame.

Song Limian helplessly coaxed him not to cry, saying that this is actually quite normal.

But Tong Ming turned over unbearably humiliated, trying to hide her crying into the pillow, and also wanted to cover the still trembling penis with the quilt.

It's a pity that the inexperienced little cat didn't expect that this action would expose his back hole to Song Limian's eyelids, forcing Song Limian's eyes to turn red, dispelling the last trace of hesitation.

He resolutely opened his buttocks, and squeezed into the hole with wet hands without hesitation. Tong Ming's inner thigh muscles twitched immediately, and his limp arms were about to stretch out to stop Song Limian.

As a result, Song Limian easily grabbed his wrist and pressed his back to prevent him from moving. Tong Ming was already weak, and when he was stopped, he immediately lost the strength to resist.

With a sound of "Puff", Song Limian submerged his entire finger, and then added a second finger. Tong Ming's place was already wet, but was stirred in by the other party's semen, and instantly became slippery and smooth.

When the third finger was added, Song Limian thrust it a few times, and Tong Ming stopped crying, but just bit the pillow and let out a low moan, his buttocks shaking extremely wavy.

The whole process was much smoother than Song Limian imagined. He realized that under the well-dressed appearance of the kitten, the soft hole had long been in urgent need of development.

"Don't cry." He licked his dry lips, pulled out his wet fingers, lowered his body and kissed the trembling butterfly bone.

He asked helplessly, "Will it still hurt if it's wet like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his body and pushed his hardened penis to the soft hole.

Tong Ming was probably burned, and his buttocks were pinched a few times, and he struggled weakly, but it was a pity that Song Limian's whole body was suppressing him, and he was not allowed to hide.

"It doesn't hurt," Tong Ming had no choice but to answer in a low voice, "but it's weird..."

"Just get used to it." Song Limian answered softly, his lower body couldn't hold back and squeezed into the crown of the penis, and the wet flesh crowded in instantly, pinching him and almost ejaculating.

He hurriedly settled in the same place and slowed down, then he took a deep breath, propped up his body, pressed Tong Ming's pubic bone and coaxed: "Relax. You will feel comfortable later."

Tong Ming didn't make a sound, but the gradually softening flesh in the cave was obviously not as resistant as it was at first. Song Limian noticed that the person under him didn't feel any discomfort, so he straightened his waist and slammed into it.

During the fierce thrusting, Song Limian became more and more swollen, and Tong Ming's crying tone gradually changed. His waist was soft and hanging in the air, and his hips were forcibly raised.

The bed creaked, and Tong Ming's gradually subdued crying was finally drowned out by the sound of water in his lower body. With a random intrusion angle, he suddenly burst into gasps.

The acupoints squeezed Song Limian's genitals like crazy, Song Limian slowed down for two seconds, and then went in and out of the tunnel even more wildly.

Every time he pushes very deeply, every time he rubs against Tong Ming's most sensitive point, forcing Tong Ming to cry out into heat.

Song Limian's movements became more and more fierce, but on the contrary, his lips kissed gently.

Before he was about to be released, he groped a few times, rubbed the other party's tailbone with his hot fingertips stained with dried up liquid, panted and asked, "Next time you grow a tail, I'll touch it to make you more comfortable, okay?"

Maybe Tong Ming was forced to say yes, or maybe he shook his head and continued to say no, but no one can remember exactly what it was.

Because when he was twisted to ejaculate, the brain was occupied by white light, and then all the senses began to fail, only the genitals squeezed by the soft flesh were alive and beating, spurting streams of hot turbid fluid.

Tong Ming knelt on the bed and twitched at the same frequency, from the buttocks to the crotch was wet, and some liquid dripped onto the bed sheet, I don't know if it was sweat or something else.

Song Limian called Tong Ming's name in a hoarse voice, kissed his back, and praised him as "good".

As he was talking, he went around Tong Ming with his palm and touched it, and found that Tong Ming was still trembling and dripping, and sure enough, he ejaculated again.

As soon as the force that restrained the pubic bone was loosened, Tong Ming was so tired that he wanted to lie back on the bed, regardless of whether the sheets were dirty or not.

But Song Limian was worried that he would be uncomfortable, so he wrapped his arms around his waist at the last second, changed positions with him, and coaxed him to turn over and lie down on the clean side.

After everything died down, Song Limian fell back to the bed drenched in sweat.

While his body was full, his soul was even more full to the point of trembling. He tried his best to calm down his panting in the dark room, and touched Tong Ming's ticklish waist with his arm.

Tong Ming shrank her body and said in a hoarse voice, "No more."

Then he kept backing away.

When he retreated until there was no way to retreat, and the little half of his body was hanging in the air beside the bed, Song Limian came around and trapped him into a hug.

"Okay, okay, don't worry." Song Limian coaxed helplessly, "I'll just hug you."

Tong Ming's eyes were half-opened, and then closed again in sleepiness. The tip of his nose was pressed against his strong chest, he rubbed against the hormonal wrap a few times, and then he groaned twice.

Song Limian couldn't hear clearly, he must be questioning his words.

After all, when he was unconscious, he seemed to have said this too. The innocent kitty believed it at the time, but when he wrapped his arms around him and complained about his body aches in a coquettish tone, Song Limian couldn't bear it for three seconds before abandoning his credibility and choosing Turned over.

Now, the little kitten who has been cheated once still has not learned a lesson, exhaling scorching breath and muttering stickily.

Fortunately, Song Limian felt sorry for his tiredness, so he touched his delicate back and tried his best to divert his attention. Even though the process was difficult, he never let go of his hug.

The scorching atmosphere gradually cooled down, and Song Limian was feeling lazy in every bone.

However, he was slightly more worried about Tong Ming, so he sat up with strong willpower after a short wait.

Tong Ming was already sound asleep at first, but when the hug was too strong to evacuate, he immediately let out a dissatisfied raving, and his sweaty arms were about to stick out from under the bed, trying to grab something.

In order to prevent his lover from catching a cold, Song Limian quickly picked him up, pulled his pajamas over him, and carried him horizontally into the bathroom.

Tong Ming, who had absorbed the familiar air, immediately settled down, and then fell asleep peacefully in the warm water.