[Leilu Modern AU] Scarlet World

Louis did regret it.

He didn't regret breaking the last step with Lester, nor did he regret asking for sex during sex, but he regretted that he indulged in it and agreed to Lester's demands again and again.

He also couldn't figure out how Lester did it, was it because the desire had been held back for too long and needed to be vented?Or is it because of natural talent?Or is it because...well, Louis thought a little narcissistically, he couldn't hold it because it was him?

In the end...they did it four times last night.

Four times.

They first did a very traditional one on the bed, both of them still wanted more, Lester hugged him to the sofa, let him put his hands on the back of the sofa, and did it standing up.He was fucked so soft that his legs were trembling and he couldn't even stand upright. Lester pretended to be generous and allowed him to sit down—actually sitting face to face on the blond man's lap, sitting on the hard on a hot cock.

After he sat down, he felt that his whole body was sinking because of gravity. Lester asked him to try to move himself, but he was defeated after going up and down a few times, so Lester had to go into battle himself.In addition, he still didn't dare to look directly at Lester, only dared to put his arms around Lester and bury his head in the other's ear.They just sat on the sofa and did it again. The splashed love liquid made the sofa dirty, and there were ambiguous water stains everywhere, and he had no time to take care of the hotel cleaner's thoughts.

He was really dying, his groans were fragmented, and he even started screaming and begging for mercy.Lester agreed to finish it and took him to the bathroom to wash. As a result, the hot face and hazy vision in the bathroom stopped his thinking while leaning on the edge of the bathtub, and he was in a daze.

When Lester put his fingers into his body and tried to dig out the remaining mucus, the fucked and red inner wall flatly refused.He could feel his pussy was extremely slippery, Lester's fingers had no point of strength at all, countless intestines huddled to avoid the other party's teasing, and it was bound to retain those delicious lubricants and semen.

This obscene knowledge made him tremble, and he simply put his arms around Lester's neck and begged for a kiss. Lester kindly put his arms around him, giving the poor guy a gift of kindness, a love between lovers. kiss.

As the hot, lingering wet kiss deepened and deepened, his asshole felt empty again, and he was sweating in the heat, sobbing and begging Lester to come into him again, fuck him hard and satisfy his desire .Lester agreed.They did it again on the edge of the bathtub, and finally he fell into a trance in the mist and steaming heat...

When he woke up again, he was already lying on the bed clean, his bones seemed to have fallen apart, broken into pieces, and he was not under the control of the master at all.He also couldn't make any sound, only hoarse and murmured with unknown meaning, which was caused by his wanton yelling for the last time or two last night.He didn't even know that he could moan like that, in his quite a few sexual experiences, he had sex with women, he was dominant, often just male moans, and his personality and temperament definitely didn't look like that people.However, yesterday, he was completely out of order, screaming like his female bed partners, even worse.The only good thing is that he didn't have a fever.

The shameful memory of last night slowly emerged, and Louis lay on the bed, motionless, with an expression of life rather than death.

Lester, who was wrapped in a bath towel, came over at this moment, his blond hair was tied up loosely, and a few strands fell on his forehead.

"Are you awake?" Louis saw Lester walking towards him with something in his hand. His waist and hips were extremely beautiful, like a sculpture, changing with the movement of walking, very sexy, and all the fascinating parts All hidden under the towel.

"……Um."

"Sit up first," Lester sat on the edge of the bed and helped Louis put a pillow, "I guess your voice is hoarse now and you can't speak much."

Louis covered his face.

Lester laughed dumbfounded: "It's okay, my dear...it's the first time."

Louis remained silent.

"Come on, give me some medicine, I can't reach it."

Medication?

The meaning of the other party's words made Louis unable to care about being shy. Could it be that Lester was injured?

At this time, he saw Lester turned around, with red marks on his back one after another.Some are deep, some are shallow, and some are torn. They are of different lengths, uneven, and crooked everywhere.The culprit that caused all this could only be...

"..." Louis looked down at his fingers.

He couldn't understand how his short nails, which were manicured all the year round, could produce such wild cat scratches, and then he remembered that their schedules these days seemed to have little time and opportunity for him to take care of the trivial daily routine of manicure Beauty activities, his nails have grown a lot.

He took the ointment from Lester's hand with regret, and applied the ointment bit by bit with his warm and soft fingertips, not missing every inch of scratch.

After all this was done, Lester's back was covered with crystal paste, he couldn't hold Lester, and had to lean his face on Lester's surviving right shoulder.

"Don't feel sorry, okay?" As if aware of Louis' apology, Lester comforted him, "I feel great."

Louis lay back down again, turning his head to the other side, ignoring him.

......

"No...I'm not a model, I do a small business."

"Then you should really try that, or a movie actor or something."

"That suggestion sounds good."

"Well, actually I have a friend who is..."

At this moment, Lindsay, who was about to take the opportunity to ask for the phone number of the handsome guy in front of him, saw the handsome blond guy waving from afar.

She turned her head and saw a man with long black hair walking towards them, holding two boxes of ice cream in his hands.

"Then...that is?"

"He's with me."

"Vanilla or chocolate? You have to choose one, and this time you are not allowed to go back on your word or eat mine," Louis walked up to them at this moment, with a box of ice cream in each hand, and let Lester choose, "...don't introduce me Is this lady?"

"Oh! Lindsay, this is Louie," Lester stretched out his hand to the chocolate, hesitated for a moment and then to the vanilla, and finally took the chocolate, "Louie, this is Lindsay."

"Hi, Lindsay." Louie smiled back at the brunette.

"Oh, um, Louis," the girl held out her hand hesitantly, and shook hands with Louis, "...I still have something to do, so... have a good day!"

Lester put a mouthful of chocolate-flavored ice cream into his mouth, looking thoughtfully at the back of the girl running away.

"You know," the blond man turned around, "is this the first time we've had ice cream together?"

Louis looked away from Lindsay: "I also know that you have obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"So you bought different ones on purpose!" Lester accused Louis of being cunning. Taking advantage of Louis' unawares, he secretly put a spoon into Louis's box, dug a large spoonful of vanilla flavor and stuffed it into his mouth. I shivered from the ice, "...ah, it's so cold."

"Who is that? Another Morata?"

"Who is Morata?"

Lester frowned suspiciously.He really didn't remember, the only people they knew in common was a living Claudia and a dead Charlie Comron, right?Barely counting his female employee Tuya.

Louis pursed his lips in satisfaction: "Don't worry about it, no one else."

"...Did you do it on purpose? Just now."

"Yeah, I did it on purpose," Louis showed a sly smile, and then accused him in shock, "I told you not to steal it! Lester—"

Lester swallowed the vanilla flavor before he dared to speak: "I thought this was a joke too."

"No...I'm serious, don't steal it!" Louis dug a small spoonful of vanilla flavor that had been tragically hollowed out before the master started it, and fed it into Lester's mouth, "I want to eat Just eat like this."

Lester rolled his tongue on the spoon and licked off the mouthful of ice cream.He carefully compared "Louie's Vanilla" with "Untouched Chocolate" and concluded that "Louie's Vanilla tastes better": "Honestly, now I think this tastes better. "

Later, thinking of Louie's good behavior, Lester added a bottle of vanilla body wash to their bathroom.The final conclusion was reached: the vanilla-flavored Louie is the best.

"Then you have to finish the chocolate flavor too, you choose it yourself."

"Well... well, poor Lester."

Not wasting food is a good quality, but Louie soon came to regret his virtue.

"...Don't kiss me!" He yelled angrily, "The chocolate on your mouth is sticking to my face!"

"You didn't say you couldn't."

"You bastard, I'm going to wash my face." Louis stuffed the vanilla box into Lester's hand, "You wait for me here."

Unaware that Lester turned around, he threw away the two boxes and took out his cell phone.

[Who is Morata? 】

TBC.