******ack, Tease… Down bad.

1. 
You are sitting on the edge of the bed in a hotel room, looking out the window with a slightly wandering gaze. You hold your phone in your hand, looking down at the time from time to time, obviously anxious. The room was filled with a faint ******ell of perfume, and the air was mixed with that familiar scent. The bathroom door was slightly open. The towels inside had been used and were hanging on the hooks wetly. There was still vague moisture on the mirror. There was a half-full cup of coffee on the table, with faint lip prints remaining on the rim of the cup.

You looked around boredly, watching the time you had agreed with a certain leader on your phone passing by. Your patience had already been worn out, and you were so bored that you simply climbed into bed and wrapped yourself in it. In the soft quilt, it seems that you have built your own little world with thick quilts.

You rolled sideways and then rolled back in the opposite direction, feeling the quilt wrap around your body gently. Your hair was a little messy and you were mumbling dissatisfiedly. After rolling a few times, you lay down in the middle of the bed like a child, with your face buried in the pillow, your legs kicking the edge of the quilt casually, playing with the little “waves” you made.

You closed your eyes and allowed the thoughts in your mind to scatter, thinking that if the other party didn’t come again, you could probably roll from this bed to the floor wrapped in a quilt. Just as you were wrapping yourself up in quilt and rolling vigorously, you suddenly felt yourself being lifted up. Before you could react, you found someone grabbing the quilt above your head and lifting half of your body up at once. You were stunned for a moment as your eyes flashed, and then you saw a big face that was all too familiar to you.

It’s Sylus. He stood by the bed, his brows furrowed, looking fierce. The handsome face looked even more stern against the white hair, and the red eyes revealed a hint of suppressed anger at the moment. You were stunned for a moment, too frightened by his aura to move. You were still half-wrapped in the quilt, like an innocent little pupa.

“Is it so boring already?” His tone was low, but with a hint of helplessness. He still held a corner of the quilt with his hand and shook you gently. At first, you really thought Sylus was angry because you messed up the bed. You were so frightened that you quickly let go of the quilt, got up from the bed, and stood in front of him obediently like a child who had made a mistake. You glanced at him secretly and felt even more uneasy when you saw that he still looked depressed.

Sylus didn’t say anything, but stretched out his hand to gently tidy up your messy hair. His movements were gentle, but the atmosphere made you breathless. You’re not sure if you messed up something. Finally, you couldn’t help but apologize in a low voice: “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to mess up the bed…”

Unexpectedly, Sylus suddenly ******iled, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes. He raised his eyes to look at you, and said with a lighthearted amusement in his voice: “It will make a mess sooner or later, don’t worry about it.”

You were stunned for a moment, then realized that he was teasing you on purpose, and couldn’t help but raise your head and shoot back: “That hair will be messy later, why are you taking care of it?”

Sylus obviously didn’t expect you to say that. He was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and revealed a teasing ******ile: “That makes sense.”

2.
He suddenly put his arms around your waist and picked you up easily, as if to punish you for your naughty words. Before you could react, he had already placed your whole body back on the bed, and the soft mattress instantly enveloped you.

Just as you were about to get up, Sylus leaned over and placed his hands on both sides of you, his red eyes flashing with deep emotions. His breath brushed your cheek softly, and you were so close that you could almost feel his warm breath. Your heartbeat speeds up involuntarily and your cheeks become hot.

Sylus lowered his head and his eyes stayed on your lips, his eyes becoming softer but with a sense of oppression that was hard to ignore. Without any further prelude, his lips fell, soft but powerful, with a unique warmth. His kiss is deep and slow, with an irresistible possessiveness. There are gentle touches between his lips and teeth, as if he wants to involve your whole heart in it.

You trembled slightly and subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, letting his breath surround you. Sylus’s kiss became deeper and deeper, and the tip of his tongue dexterously traced across your lips, with a hint of ambiguous aggression, as if he wanted to completely occupy every inch of your senses. His hands gently stroked along your waistline, his movements gentle but full of hints, as if he wanted to lock you firmly in his arms, not giving you the slightest chance to escape.

The air becomes ambiguous and hot, and the only sound left in the room is each other’s breathing gradually getting heavier. Everything around you seems to have faded away, and only his strong presence makes you completely immersed in this intimate atmosphere.

Sylus’s kiss became deeper and deeper, with an uncontrollable desire. His hand slowly moved up from your waistline, and his fingertips lightly brushed your skin, like a breeze blowing by, but it stirred up waves in your heart. Your breathing became rapid, and you felt the heat on his body. The heavy pressure made your thoughts gradually become confused.

His lips moved to your chin, biting it lightly, and then slowly moved down along the arc of your neck, sometimes touching lightly, sometimes with subtle nibbling. You couldn’t help but hum softly, your body trembling slightly, your hands tightly grasping the fabric on his shoulders, as if looking for some support. Sylus noticed your reaction and raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a ******ile of success.

He paused and raised his head, his red eyes as deep as the sea staring at your face with strong emotional fluctuations. “And you said I shouldn’t take care of your hair?” He chuckled softly, his voice low and hoarse, with a predatory tenderness.

Your face turned redder, half shy and half helpless. You opened your mouth, but found that you didn’t know how to answer. Sylus looked at your reaction, and the ******ile in his eyes deepened. He lowered his head and kissed your lips again. This time the kiss was more urgent than before, with obvious desire, as if he was declaring his possession of you.

His hands began to slowly reach towards your back, gently untying yourself. Your skin was slightly cold when it came into contact with the air, but it quickly warmed up because of his close body. Every touch is done with extreme concentration and tenderness, allowing you to be completely immersed in this intimate experience. Sylus’s breathing gradually became heavier, and the intertwining of lips and tongues became deeper and deeper. Although his movements were full of desire, he still maintained a trace of restraint, as if he was waiting for your response.

Your body gradually relaxed with his kiss, and the resistance and tension in your heart gradually melted away, replaced by an indescribable sense of intimacy. You responded to his kiss gently, as if responding to his deep feelings.

Sylus felt your response, and the meaning in his eyes became more intense. As you relaxed, his movements became bolder. His fingers gently glide across your exposed skin, carrying a fiery temperature, as if every touch is igniting the fire hidden in your body. His kisses gradually left your lips and returned to your neck, leaving delicate kisses and occasional nibbles. Every touch made your body tremble involuntarily.

His fingers continued to slide, slowly unbuttoning your clothes, his movements slow and gentle, as if he was carefully savoring this intimate time. Your breathing became faster, feeling each of his touches bring a new surge that made you both shy and overwhelming. Your hands involuntarily climbed up his back, and your fingertips gently clasped his clothes, as if trying to grasp some sense of control, but you were completely surrounded by his strong breath.

Sylus lowered his head and kissed your lips again. This time the kiss was more passionate, with obvious desire and possession. The tip of his tongue slides across your lips and teeth, as if exploring every inch of your senses, bringing waves of strong electric currents. You are almost completely immersed in this hot intimacy, your thoughts have long been blurred, and your body seems to be controlled by him, involuntarily responding to his rhythm.

Sylus’s breath became hotter, and he bit your lower lip gently, raising the corners of his mouth slightly with a hint of teasing. Then, his kiss moved down your collarbone, leaving tiny marks. Every kiss is filled with deep emotion, making you feel his focus and cherishment on you.

Surrounded by the cool breath, you accepted Sylus’s entrance, and a part of him slowly but firmly came to the deepest part. Your face turned crimson, and your eyes gradually became cloudy: “Well… Sylus…”
 
After both parties got used to it, Sylus began to straighten his waist and move slowly. The blazing spear attacked the depths of the flower, and the tip kissed the wall of the hole, making bursts of water sound with each stroke. Your shirt hangs on your arms, holding Sylus’s shoulders, like a ******all boat bumping in the wind and rain. Bare feet were hanging in the air, swaying from time to time with the movement. Sylus’s gentleness is a strong gentleness that makes you want to stop. You like Sylus dancing with you under the lamp, you like the lemon rum that Sylus carefully prepared for you, you like Sylus’s blatant preference for you, you like Sylus The muffled gasps between the two of them.

As he went deeper and deeper, the ambiguity in the air became more intense, and everything in the room seemed to become blurred, leaving only the sounds of each other’s breathing intertwined, gradually becoming rapid and disordered. Sylus’s palms are still caressing your skin gently, but that forbearing restraint seems to have gradually disappeared, replaced by an increasingly uncontrollable desire. Your body gradually closes in his arms, feeling the growing intimacy between each other, as if time has stopped and there are only the two of you left in the world.

3.
After the passion, Sylus was still pressed against you, his breathing still not completely steady, his forehead slightly pressed against your shoulder. After a moment, he raised his head, with a bit of lazy satisfaction in his eyes, and his red pupils flickered with a playful light.

“Are you free tomorrow?” His voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of hoarse magneti******, “Can you sleep with me until the afternoon?”

You chuckled lightly, and although there was still some lingering lingering in your body, the familiar mischief and ambiguity began to appear in your eyes. You gently traced his chin with your fingers, and your voice was soft but teasing: “Want to sleep with you until the afternoon? Then if you behave better, maybe I can consider it.”

Sylus narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing this, and a malicious ******ile appeared at the corner of his mouth, making him look even more lazy but dangerous. He raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced around your face, as if he had completely seen through your disguise. Then, he lowered his head and rubbed his lips gently against your ear, with a hint of frivolity in his tone: “Well, it seems like you have nothing important to do tomorrow.”

His words were both firm and provocative, and the ******ile hidden in his voice made your cheeks heat up. You opened your mouth to refute, but found that you really couldn’t find any reason, so you could only ******ile and shake your head, knowing in your heart that you were completely controlled by him.

After hearing your words, Sylus’s eyes flashed with a mischievous light, and the corner of his mouth curled into a slight ******ile, as if he didn’t intend to let you go. He leaned down again, slowly approaching, and his warm breath instantly enveloped your cheek. His lips landed gently on yours, beginning a soft yet passionate kiss.

His kiss is gentle but firm, as if it will melt your heart completely. You feel the strong sense of intimacy and can’t help but tremble slightly, and your heart starts to beat faster. Sylus’s hand slid to your waist, and his fingertips lightly brushed your skin, causing waves of itching. His fingertips roamed over your muscles, feeling your warmth and softness, as if every inch was conveying deep emotion.

You raised your head slightly and responded to his kiss, your lips colliding gently, as if there was a silent communication. Sylus’s kiss gradually deepened, and the tip of his tongue lightly penetrated your lips with a delicate and gentle exploration. His movements are slow and elegant, as if he treats every moment as if it were a treasure, which is intoxicating.

Sylus’s hand gradually moved upward, gently caressing your back, and his fingertips traced your skin, bringing a warm and burning feeling. His kiss became more and more passionate, as if they wanted to completely merge with each other, and the intertwining of lips and tongues was filled with endless tenderness and desire.

Your body bends slightly with his movements, the resistance in your heart gradually melts away, and you are immersed in this intimate atmosphere. Your hands naturally wrapped around his neck, feeling his strong arms surrounding you. The shyness and uneasiness in your heart quietly disappeared at this moment, replaced by a warm and sweet feeling of pleasure.

As the kiss deepens, Sylus’s palms gently exert force on your waist, as if conveying his possessiveness towards you, and your body can’t help but respond to his passion. You breathed softly, your heart filled with deep attachment and desire for him.

Sylus’s kiss became more and more passionate, with an uncontrollable desire that seemed to swallow up your entire soul. His palms wandered to the sensitive areas, caressing them gently, and his fingertips traced across your skin, leaving hot traces. You moaned involuntarily and moved closer to him, feeling shy and expectant in your heart.

His lips moved away from yours, and every contact seemed to ignite the fire in your body, causing your body to tremble slightly and your heart to beat faster and faster. You feel Sylus’s heat, which seems to penetrate every cell in your body. Your body becomes more and more sensitive, and every kiss seems to carry irresistible power. He slowly pulled your body closer to his, his warm and strong arms completely surrounding you.

“Want to continue?” His voice was low and sexy, with a hint of provocation and irresistible attraction. Your cheeks felt slightly hot, and you nodded slightly, holding back the moans that were about to come out, as the desire deep in your heart continued to rise.

He raised his head slightly, with an indescribable desire in his eyes, and whispered: “Then make this bed a little more messy.” After saying that, he pressed his lips to yours again, and the kiss became more passionate, as if he wanted to Release this desire to the fullest.

Under Sylus’s affectionate gaze, the desire in your heart gradually becomes stronger. You feel his attraction to you and feel a rush of heat in your heart. Although your body is still a little tired, you decide to take the initiative and want to show your strength in this intimacy.

Your hands gradually slide towards his back, feeling his strong muscles, and the tension in your heart gradually turns into a sweet anticipation. Your body twisted slightly under his guidance, seeming to respond to his hot emotions. Sylus’s hand explored your inner thigh again, and the warm touch made you moan softly, your whole body and mind immersed in the intimacy and warmth.

You adjusted your posture slightly, put your hands on his shoulders, and gently pressed your body weight against him. Sylus obviously didn’t expect your change, a trace of surprise and joy flashed in his eyes. You found a new balance in him, a mischievous ******ile forming on your lips.

“Lie back, it’s my turn.” You said softly, with a hint of challenge and temptation in your tone.

Sylus raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a wicked ******ile, his eyes flashing with approval and expectation: “I would like to see what tricks you can come up with.”

Your heart beat faster, feeling the heat of his gaze. You exert a little force and slowly shift your body’s center of gravity towards him, causing him to lean back slightly, appearing both gentle and firm. You lowered your head and leaned close to him, whispering in your ear teasingly: “I’m afraid you won’t be able to bear it.”

Sylus’s breathing became slightly rapid, and there were sparks of joy in his eyes. His hands gently touched your waist, feeling your determination and initiative, and he seemed to be more attracted to you. You ******iled slightly and continued to push, forcing his body deeper into the mattress. You leaned down and gently touched his lips with your lips. Your voice was soft but teasing: “I will give you whatever you want.”

Sylus’s eyes immediately became hot, but the ******ile on his lips was sly. “Really?” After saying that, he pinched your butt gently: “Give it to me.”

You kissed his lips hard, teasing him gently with the tip of your tongue, as if telling your desire. As the kiss deepens, your hands begin to roam around his body, exploring to your heart’s content, feeling his strong body and his eager response to you.

Sylus’s palms clasped your waist firmly, and as your initiative deepened, the heat in his eyes became more obvious. He responded gently to your teasing, seeming to be guiding you to enjoy the intimate interaction. You are completely immersed in this alternating passion and intimacy, and your inner exhaustion is completely abandoned at this moment.

Sylus ******iled slightly, with a bit of teasing and encouragement in his eyes. He gently held your waist, feeling your slightly weak state on it, and deliberately whispered: “It’s not good for a hunter to have such a bad waist.”

You couldn’t help but pout, deciding not to be outdone and wanting to show your strength. “It’s not that I don’t have the strength…” You pretended to be strong and tried to adjust your posture.

Sylus’s ******ile became more and more obvious, and his tone was gentle and seductive: “Like this… again…”

There was a hint of teasing in his words, and he gently put his hand on your waist. With his sudden ‘help’, you couldn’t help but hum, wanting him to stop but unable to speak.
 

At the critical point when you felt like you were about to lose control, Sylus tilted his head slightly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes: “I think there is someone else who can’t stand it.” He easily changed your direction and moved his body gently. Turning over, he pressed you beneath him.

The air in the room was filled with the breath of passion, and the intertwined gasps seemed to declare the unparalleled intimacy between them. Every time Sylus thrusts his hips, you feel as if a wave of heat is about to spurt out from your lower abdomen. As your body is being swallowed up, you lose control. You can’t help but bite his shoulder, barely holding back from letting out a louder moan. cry.

4.
The night gradually faded, and the sunlight poured into the room through the gaps in the curtains, warm and soft. You huddled up in bed, opened your eyes drowsily, and felt a burst of pain shooting from all parts of your body. You tried to raise your head and your eyes fell on Sylus beside you.

His upper body was exposed, and his strong muscle lines looked particularly charming in the sunlight. However, your eyes were quickly drawn to the obvious bite marks on his skin. Those red marks are like the traces left by your passionate love last night, reminding you of those unforgettable intimate moments. Your cheeks instantly felt warm and you felt a sweet shyness in your heart.

Sylus seemed to feel your gaze and turned his head slowly, with a gentle ******ile in his eyes: “Morning, did you sleep well?” His voice was low and soft, with a hint of lazy charm.

“Good morning…” Your voice was slightly hoarse and you tried to sit up, but you couldn’t help but hiss because of the pain in your body. You tried to hide your discomfort, but Sylus’s eyes immediately caught your subtle reaction.

“Looks like you didn’t sleep well.” He ******iled evilly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, and his deep memories of last night were revealed in his tone.

You curled your lips, and although you complained a little bit about his lack of restraint, you also felt faintly happy. You lowered your head and gently covered your face, trying to hide the blush on your face: “What do you think!”

“But Ms. Hunter’s waist strength is really not that good.”
“Practice more tonight?”

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