【Taizhong】Ash

01.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, the sky was already bright outside the window, and the golden sunlight dyed with the unique early morning color slipped in through the gaps in the undrawn curtains and sprinkled on the bohemian-style floor in the house. The end of the daylight was kicked The half of the quilt that got out of the bed—the messy scene looked a bit charming, but last night was unexpectedly peaceful, and a corner of the snow-white quilt was kicked off purely because of someone's wild and unruly sleeping position.

Fortunately, this "someone" was firmly held in his arms by his certified Alpha, otherwise it was hard to say whether the other half of the quilt could stay on the bed.

The morning when the sun had just risen was very quiet, the room was quiet, and there was no sound that disturbed the sound sleep of the two on the bed.However, when the minute hand on the dial pointed to ten, Nakahara Nakaya still opened his eyes under the influence of the powerful biological clock—only he opened it, and it could be seen from the pupils with no focal length that his sanity was still not clear. In which space—— stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for at least a minute, then blinked slowly, and gradually came back to his senses.

Oh, right.He silently thought in his heart, I am on vacation now.

For the reason why he finally let go not long ago, Osamu Dazai had been suffering for three years, and the timing was just right, so the executives of the operations department and the intelligence department took a half-month long vacation hand in hand, saying goodbye After counting the places they wanted to visit but hadn’t visited yet, the two of them flew to Bogotá on the first day of the long vacation. The plane landed in this piece of “Athens in South America” last night. land, and then took a taxi to the booked hotel to check in, and he only slept for four hours at the moment.

If it is working time, not to mention only sleeping for four hours, it is not a big problem even if you don’t sleep for two days and two nights; but the inertia is rooted deep in everyone’s nerves, and when the body and mind are relaxed, they are as rigorous as Zhongyuan. Also, the same cannot be exempted from vulgarity.

Not to mention Osamu Dazai, who has been devoting himself to studying how to maximize his laziness after work, not to mention the legal holiday right now - but he has not let up his keenness at all.Because Chuya woke up within 5 minutes after opening his eyes, but he didn't intend to stay awake—he closed his eyes and stretched out his hands to fumble around, pulling up the kicked quilt to wrap the two of them again, and then Cai muttered in a hoarse voice brought out by sleepiness: "What are you doing when you wake up so early? You don't go to work."

Nakahara Chuya thought it was the same, so he turned over and left the back of his head with messy sleeping hair for his Alpha, and fell asleep again in less than three seconds; Osamu Dazai lifted his eyelids and took a look, and then He closed it, but his subordinates pulled him into his arms vigorously, and buried his narrow chin into the top of his hair with a familiar scent.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt it in his dream, subconsciously moved a bit, but didn't move, so he let him go.

And the city outside the window is gradually waking up from the night.

As the capital of Colombia, Bogota is not only the largest city in Colombia, but also one of the largest and most modern cities in Latin America. It is worth mentioning that the phenomenon of rampant criminals here is as famous as its world-renowned Gold Museum, Glass Wall Square, etc. In 1984, the Colombian government even cooperated with the local There was a decade-long drug war erupted by the drug cartels.

"Speaking of which, is old Diego's headquarters here?" During breakfast, Osamu Dazai asked without looking up while biting a bun.

"Diego?" Zhongyuan Zhong also used a white ceramic spoon to stir the decaf vanilla latte in the coffee cup, thinking for a while, "Oh, that old man."

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and they were sitting in the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel having breakfast.At eight o'clock, the two finally couldn't go to sleep, so they climbed out of bed with their messy hair, and spent four to 10 minutes to get themselves neatly dressed again - even if they were stuffed in the suitcase. casual wear.

Zhong also picked up the cup and took a sip, and replied casually: "You are right. It is here, Bogota."

The "Diego" they said was not the famous player of the Brazilian team, but an arms tycoon in America who was able to win large orders from the regular army of the country, and had a stable cooperative relationship with their company for many years.Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya, as company executives, have naturally dealt with this person more than once, and even have a little friendship outside of work for some reasons, but this does not prevent them from knowing this man who is nearly sixty years old. The old man made an evaluation of a "thousand-year-old goblin"—not to mention Chuya Nakahara for the time being, but it is enough to show how difficult this person is to deal with if Osamu Dazai can call him "cunning".

Fortunately, they didn't come here for work, but for vacation, so whether it was a thousand-year-old fairy or a ten-thousand-year-old turtle, it didn't have much to do with them.

After breakfast, they walked out of the hotel and hailed a Taxi.Osamu Dazai was wearing a casual striped shirt, lazily raised his hand on his forehead to block the dutiful nine o'clock sunlight in the morning, and felt that the sun's rays above his head were a bit glaring.

Zhong Yuanzhong also walked around to the other side of the car and opened the passenger door: "Don't be silly, you idiot." Then he got into the car without looking back, looking at the brown skin on the driver's seat and the outline of his face with a little Germanic look. The featured driver speaks curtly: "Battierfuelaavenida (go to Battier Avenue)."

The seemingly hospitable driver spoke Spanish with a strong accent, and the endings were strangely glued together, but fortunately, they were still within the communicable range.From the rearview mirror, he saw another handsome oriental tourist also opened the car door and sat up. He waited for the door to close with a "bang" before he pulled up the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator. The taxi drove out of the hotel in a leisurely manner. The temporary parking area at the door, and then smiled and said: "Oh, vasala Oktoberfestes? (Oh, are you going to the Oktoberfest?)"

"Sí, heoídoque aquíes muyfamoso (yes, I heard that one is very famous here)." Nakahara Zhongya lowered his eyes and flipped through the text messages on his phone that he hadn't seen before, and replied calmly.

"Wait," Osamu Dazai finally couldn't help interrupting the conversation between the two in front, "When did you know Spanish? Aren't you only interested in French?"

"Before going out, I learned a few sentences." Zhong Yuanzhong said calmly, "The two sentences just now are all I know."

"..."

After two seconds of silence, Osamu Dazai burst out laughing with a "puchi", and while listening to the driver chattering over there, he teased him jokingly. "You are really good at pretending to be watertight. Even I was almost fooled by you, thinking that you learned something new and I didn't know it." His eyes subconsciously fell on the screen of his own Omega's uncovered mobile phone in front of him and slid around. , the contact at the top of the text message interface showed "Sister Hongye", so he turned his eyes away, "And what about the Oktoberfest? Why haven't I heard you mention it?"

Don't you know a few words, and you have the nerve to talk about me.Zhong Yuanzhong also complained secretly, but he was too lazy to dwell on this issue, so he answered his subsequent question: "I told you about today's itinerary yesterday."

"When?"

Nakahara raised his eyebrows impatiently, and then remembered that Dazai Osamu who was sitting in the back row couldn't see his expression, so he lowered the raised eyebrows two seconds later, and said concisely: "Last night, when you brushed your teeth When complaining about the smell of the water here."

"Oh..." Osamu Dazai shrugged, "That's why I forgot, after all, the water is really full of the smell of disinfectant."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He finally turned his head back unbearably, stretched out his finger to point at the brow of someone who was smiling happily, and nodded like a warning—meaning, please be careful with your head next.

The distance from the hotel to the venue of the Oktoberfest was not too long. After half an hour, they arrived at Battier Avenue, where the Oktoberfest was being bustlingly held.After paying the fare, they got off the bus and stood under the "Bogota Beer Festival" signboard decorated with neon tubes and colorful light bulbs like Christmas trees at the street corner. Osamu Dazai and Nakahara also looked at the rising sun above their heads. Then they unanimously took out the sunglasses and put them on the bridge of their noses.

When they left Yokohama, the temperature there hadn’t warmed up, and the cold spring was still too cold to leave. The low temperature in the morning and evening still required people to wear their own woolen windbreakers or thick coats; however, after more than ten hours, they Standing on the land of the southern hemisphere, what greeted them was the unfinished summer, or the hottest tail at the end of summer—fortunately, they had checked the weather forecast in advance, and their experience of traveling here and there all year round made them They are accustomed to the sudden change of seasons.

At least Osamu Dazai is quite used to this place, it is warm here, and his body temperature is low all the year round, he is afraid of the cold, every winter even if the house is warmed by the heating, he habitually gets into the bed of Nakaya, his arms and legs are tightly wrapped around On my own Omega.

"Hey, take it."

Nakahara Chuya took two large glasses of cold beer from the young girl who gave free beer at the street corner to advertise her brand, and turned around and handed one to Osamu Dazai.This is a well-known local dark beer. The constantly rising bubbles and reddish-brown color make it look a bit like cola. Zhong Yuanzhong also took a sip and found that the taste of this beer is actually more partial than ordinary dark beer sweeter.

"How is it?" Osamu Dazai held his cup without moving, "Is it good?"

"It's not bad. If you try it yourself—"

The following words were blocked behind his lips and teeth, Dazai gently pinched his chin and lifted it up, lowered his head and kissed those two thin lips, and at the same time stuck out his tongue and patrolled carefully.In the end, he withdrew, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes curved subtly, and it was easy to bleed a little romantic with peach blossoms.He commented with a playful smile: "Well, it's really okay, but isn't it a bit too sweet?"

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes, and raised the back of his hand to wipe off the beer foam stuck to the corner of his mouth, "...that's the sweetness of the pineapple bread I ate in the morning, idiot." That's what he said, and his expression was correct The situation was normal and calm, but the bases of his ears still blushed quietly and unnoticed.

Osamu Dazai saw it, but didn't point it out—it's okay to provoke people, after all, this trip can barely be regarded as a second honeymoon, and it's more cost-effective to make people happy—he just smiled, and stretched out his arms to Chuya Around the thin waist, there are smooth and distinct muscle lines under the palms separated by a thin layer of fabric. It not only feels good to the touch, but also arouses people's desire to roughly lift off the clothes to feast their eyes.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little itchy in his heart, so he turned his head to his Omega's ear, and asked softly with a strange smile: "Chuya, don't you have any... signs?"

Nakahara Nakaya was curiously looking at the oddly shaped decorations on the stall next to him and his beer that smelled good, and suddenly heard this. There were no signs implied in Dazai's words, but the signs of fried hair quickly surfaced. .He turned his head and glared at Alpha with an innocent expression, wanted to get angry and yelled into his ear, but felt that the angry content was not good for the public, so that irrelevant passers-by could listen , speaking the native language is probably something that no one can understand) it didn’t seem very good, so I could only gritted my teeth and pressed my voice between my lips and said fiercely: “How many times have I told you, just, This, a few, days... so don't keep babbling in my ears! Are you an elderly aunt!?"

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes inexplicably aggrieved, and pointed to his face to redress his grievances: "Me? Auntie? Do I look so old?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

So the focus is not on the long-winded or the aunt, but on the four words "getting older", right?

He sighed, and decided to have a unilateral cold war with this person for a while to calm down to preserve his IQ.

"Do you want to shoot, gentlemen (want to play shooting, gentlemen)?" The voice of the enthusiastic uncle sounded, probably seeing too many tourists from all over the world here, so the spoken English is surprisingly good.The two turned around and found that it was a small stall owner standing in front of several bullet-scarred targets, "First prize for a complimentary barrel of the bar (the first prize is a free bucket of draft beer from our store)!"

Osamu Dazai and Nakahara also looked at each other, neither of them were very interested in this way of shooting like playing house.But I don’t know if it’s because no one has been coming to this booth, so the stall owner just pulled them to the shooting position in front of the booth, and gave each of them an air gun: “Comeon, giveitatry (Come on, give it a try) !"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "..."

"...OK." Nakahara Chuya finally shrugged slightly.

Forget it, just play around.

So the uncle happily accepted the money from the two of them. In the end, he was probably embarrassed by his half-forced behavior of soliciting guests, so he kindly asked at the end: "Can you use the gun (do you know how to use this gun)?"

After asking the question, the uncle noticed that the two oriental guests raised the corners of their mouths and smiled inexplicably at the same time.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his gun and said lazily, "Alittle."

Osamu Dazai raised his gun with a smile, and casually said, "Justsoso."

The stall owner looked bewildered.

02.

The estrus came on the third day they came to Bogota.It wasn't sudden, after all, they were already waiting for this special day, and travel was just a by-product.

Osamu Dazai gently closed the door of the room that had already been opened, locked it with his backhand, and then walked back to Nakahara Nakaya whose hands and feet had already softened rapidly, stretched out his arms to put him under his armpit and hugged him: "This time There's no need to discuss whether to go to the museum or the racetrack today...is it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't pay attention to him, but tried his best to control his heavy breathing, and tried his best to ignore the itchy, hot and wet discomfort in his pussy behind him, so as to make himself look less embarrassed.

The estrus period will turn them into beasts and be controlled by instinct. Nakahara Chu also tried his best to control his mind so that there is still a glimmer of clarity in his mind, but Dazai Osamu—his titular Alpha—hugged him and released the message After taking the pheromone, he still couldn't resist the comfortable and familiar smell of pheromone in the end. He leaned into Dazai's arms and raised his head to nibble on his neck, as if teasing him and urging him to move faster.

But after today, this "nominal" Alpha will also become a "substantial" Alpha.

When lying on the bed and being entered, Nakahara was also shaking all over, it was so cool, his body became extremely sensitive during the estrus period, and he moaned when he touched it casually.And Osamu Dazai was lying on top of him, and the situation was not much better than him. This special time made it difficult for Omega, and they, as Alphas who were extremely sensitive to changes in Omega pheromones, also felt uncomfortable.Right now Dazai is pushing in and out of that soft little hole, sweat dripping down his chin onto Chuuya's back, while laughing and whispering, "It reminds me of our first meeting...it was also in such a hotel, We've had enough at the casino downstairs, and then we're coming up to open a room."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also trapped in the soft bed, trembling violently because he was enveloped by the pheromone smell that was in perfect harmony with him from beginning to end, panting one after another, and finally replied to him from the gap: "Yes... You bastard."

They met in Las Vegas, in a foreign country, with the pure heart of "looking for someone to spend a good night with", their first meeting can be called beautiful.

At first, Nakahara first noticed Osamu Dazai on the stud table, and it was nothing special, just because he was a little curious to find a person with the same skin color as himself in this place full of Caucasians.The dealer at the gaming table was a beautiful and young Omega. The black-haired handsome oriental man lazily put the cards in his hand on the table, and turned his head to say a few witty words to the bunny girl beside him with his mouth bent. It doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, and he just smiles for the beauties.

Then the dealer asked both parties to bet, Osamu Dazai didn't even look at it, he casually pushed out all the chips on his side, Showhand, and continued to tease the bunny girl.

However, what caught Nakahara Nakaya's attention for a moment was not the behavior of Dazai Osamu's showhand, but the moment when the chips were pushed out. A bit of calm and indifference - those are not the eyes of a gambler, the amount on the LCD screen behind the gaming table shows the huge amount of money involved in this game, but the man is unmoved at all, as if the outcome of this gambling Nothing to do with him.

This is the Dazai in the eyes of others, and everyone is praising his calmness and kindness.

But Zhong Yuanzhong also found it very interesting.Because he could see that the handsome Alpha didn't regard gold and silver as things outside of him, but was just determined that this round would definitely be his own victory in the end.

People will be inexplicably excited only when they bet on risky things, but when they encounter those risk-free things, such as getting a perfect score on a math test paper that is all about addition and subtraction under ten, would you feel happy?

That's why Zhongyuan Zhong also looked over there for two seconds.

And Osamu Dazai noticed his gaze, looked back in the direction of the source of the gaze, and saw the orange-haired young man outside the crowd who casually put a suit jacket on his shoulders, he was stunned for a moment, no idea came up in his mind, subconsciously Smile at him.

Then he seemed to be taken aback when he saw that beautiful young man, then raised his eyebrows, and smiled back at himself in response.

Under the crystal-clear crystal chandelier in the casino, the young man's beautiful, long and narrow eye tails are slightly raised. He is obviously small and not eye-catching, but he has an inexplicable and powerful aura that can attract everyone's attention at the first moment.

At that very moment, Osamu Dazai felt that the thoughts in his heart "swish", but unfortunately, before he could quickly make a plan in his mind, the young man who gave him such an amazing first impression had already turned around and left. up.

Dazai blinked.

With his ability, although he may not be able to investigate such a secret matter for a while in a place where he does not have his own influence, it is still easy to find someone like this.He walked to the racing track outside the casino. The huge LCD screen showed that it was the end of a race. The only remaining two cars had already finished the race and entered the straight for the final sprint. The blue racing car with half a wheel seemed to be blinded by anger. As soon as it turned the steering wheel, it slammed into the leading red racing car!

The onlookers screamed, booed, and chattered into a chaotic mess, but at the last moment of the collision, the red racing car slammed the steering wheel, which was exactly the same as the blue racing car that crashed into itself. They passed by, so everyone was dumbfounded to see that the expected tragic car accident did not happen, only the blue car crashed into the guardrail and rushed out of the field. Stopping in tatters—while the red racing car kept crossing the body, leaving only his own last on the field, stepping on the brakes, relying on the lateral movement caused by drift, and crossed the finish line calmly Wire.

Osamu Dazai whistled.

The audience screamed wildly, for this reversal, for the superb driving skills of the red racer.They swarmed up, but Dazai left here without attracting anyone's attention. After looking at the map, he waited at the entrance of a deserted passage.

Ten minutes later, the sound of slow footsteps sounded, he smiled lightly, and then looked at the person who came by: "Do you want to have a drink together?"

Nakahara, still wearing a race car driver's tights with a helmet tucked under one arm, stopped there when he heard someone speak to him.However, judging from his expression, he didn't seem surprised that someone was waiting for him here.

He was silent for a while, and then lazily hooked the corner of his mouth and said:

"Okay."

At that time, neither of the two of them expected that the hook-up partner in front of him who was looking for a one-night pleasure would eventually have such a deep connection with himself.

Osamu Dazai pressed his own Omega under his body, and stretched his legs as far as possible so that he could enter and exit more smoothly.He was almost there, and he could also feel that under the effect of estrus, in the tight and hot pussy, the subtly different genital opening was ready to be opened and slammed into it to fill it up.

He leaned down to kiss the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose, which were also stained red with lust, and asked hoarsely, "I went in?"

Nakahara also glared at him, as if he was impatient with his mother-in-law and superfluous behavior—but after a few seconds, he was still defeated by Osamu Dazai's unusually persistent eyes, and finally he could only wrap his arms around his neck and kiss His jaw bites.

He looked into Dazai's eyes.

"Come on..." He raised the corners of his lips and said slowly to his Alpha, "Tag me."

Osamu Dazai took a breath, but the next moment, as if he wanted to completely smash the problem that had been between them for a long time before, he straightened his waist and slammed into the opening.

In the past three years, they had quarreled countless times, and the number of quarrels due to marking this issue accounted for more than half of the total; and after each quarrel, the two who refused to show weakness to each other would become more Get angry, and then quarrel more fiercely in the next quarrel.

But after today, the fuse of "marking" will probably never be seen again.

Although there will definitely be fights,

But the quarrel for these two people——

Is it still a problem that can destroy the relationship of marriage?