Flying up to the clouds in a trance, Heinir's body had been reversed by Balde, and with a stroke of the man's arm, his soft body that had been demobilized like a puddle of water was reversed, and he knelt on the soft shell bed.

"Don't ......" Heinill was shocked, and his waist collapsed weakly, just so that the man grabbed his waist behind his back, and rushed into the claustrophobic place again.

The long black elastic hair scattered in the air, swaying with the rhythm of the body, sweat and the black pearls on the neck shattered, flying down, like falling tears.

"No, don't, I can't stand it......"

Heinier's eyes were full of water, and the weakness of being forced to look at him made him shake his head in shame, and he pushed him with his backhand, but as soon as one hand was off the supporting bed, his waist collapsed, forming a graceful concave curve, which made it easier for men to enter.

"Isn't it the best for His Highness the Silly God? How can you not stand it. ”

Before, Heinir had always refused to use because of his shyness, and that person indulged because he loved him. But now, the sunken waist and graceful back outline a seductive curve.

Watching his own things happily go in and out of the body of the person under him, the feeling of complete control of the other party greatly stimulated the possessor, and Balde's eyes were even more emotional, and even felt that dark and terrifying possession, control, destruction, and primitive wild beastly desire had been hooked up in addition to sex/love.

Balde's golden eyes were stained with a hint of blood, and he grabbed one of the hands that Heinir had reached out and pushed him, and folded it back onto Heinill's back, forcing him to bend lower and more beautifully, and speed up underneath him.

"Ah...... It hurts...... Let go...... Don't, you spare me, don't ......"

The tearing pain came from the arm and pierced directly into the heart, and Heinill's nerves burst for a while, and a layer of cold sweat fell all over his body.

Every time Balde went in and out, he brought the broken arm back, and the pain came in bursts, and he tried his best to use the other arm to support himself from falling down ugly, but he couldn't help but start begging for mercy, hoping to end this torture as soon as possible.

Everyone knows that the God of Light is not a casual person, but they didn't expect that the God of Light is not a person casually!

"Begging for mercy is usually to seduce the other party to go further." Balde's thin lips moved slightly, his breathing was a little unsteady, but the breath he exhaled was like the fragrance of an orchid, with irrepressible pleasure.

After that, the God of Light sent the body deeper.

Since it has been done, then it is simply indulged to the end, without gentle caresses, without tender and sweet words, it is completely unilateral indulgence and blind taking.

From the initial struggle, to the later roar, and even into moaning/groaning, to the end of the powerless begging for mercy, I don't know how long it has been, it seems to have been a wasted old man, and it is spring, and the people outside the shell bed are swallowing saliva and staring at them.

It wasn't until Heineer finally collapsed weakly, and was then dragged up by the man to perform the third pose, that he saw clearly that the shell lid behind him was inlaid with pearls, huge, round, and white, like twinkling eyes.

These eyes look at them, their sins, his sins.

Balde shifted his seat, hugged Heinir face to face, and let his two arms around his neck, Heinir's head hung limply over his shoulders, looking the most intimate and seamless fit.

Heinil bent his knees beside the man's legs, trying not to sink his body, but the legs were so sore and fragile that Balder pressed him firmly down with a slight force.

"Hmmm......"

The hard object rushed into the body again, the feeling that it was about to penetrate the body, the muscles of Heineer's back tensed, he leaned back his neck, the vein-colored blood vessels flowed under the white and thin paper-like skin, the beauty in the human body, and the man who enjoyed it did not forget to touch this beautiful natural picture.

Thousands of white pearlescents, stars flocking, streamers spinning, palace feasts, splashing light made Heineer dizzy, and his eyes had lost focus.

Too bright, too bright, like the supreme heaven.

"I was wrong." He hugged the man's body, reached out and stroked the new cluster of demonic black flames between Balder's eyebrows, and said softly.

Balde, who was enjoying himself, suddenly opened his eyes.

"I shouldn't have fallen in love with him." Heinir's eyes were filled with sorrow, and he was reminded of the Greek Apollo, because of his mad love, his lover fell into a tree, leaving nothing to tell of his sorrow and sorrow.

The man frowned, pulled Hainier's hand off, and said, "He's me, I'm ......," he paused, and continued, "I'm still me." ”

The arm that was holding Heinill's waist pressed downward, into his deeper, softer place.

Heavy dull pain exploded in the lower body, it was the begonia in April, I didn't know the sorrow of the owner's sleep, but it still bloomed with a gorgeous fragrance. Heineer smiled, he smiled very softly, his eyebrows were naturally soothed, the corners of his eyes were playful, fresh and refined, without a trace of mockery, and the corners of his mouth were full of open-mindedness and pleasantness.

"You're right...... I shouldn't ...... A qiē is my wishful desire...... I messed it all up...... So, whether it's him or you, I won't love ...... again."

He said lightly, as if the sun was shining and the white clouds slipped away, the clouds were light and the wind was light, never dragging mud and water, a qiē was like dust in the air, once it fell to the ground, it was nowhere to be found after all.

It's just that when the words fell, Balder's expression was shocked.

The body is still making the most intimate connections, but the heart is moving farther and farther away.

Heinir opened his mouth to say something, but Balder was inexplicably angry in his heart, and he grabbed the thick long hair on the back of Heinir's head, pulled his head closer, and sealed his lips.

The man's tongue poked in, and Heineer's eyes widened.

In this nonsensical show, from beginning to end, this is the first time he kisses him in a real sense.

His tongue was hot, just like his thing.

God was angry and erupted.

The magma tidal flats are marked with gold and silver.

Tremors are spasms that are burned, and the rapids meet the ocean.

After all, it's back to the flat.

"Heh......" The man let out a long breath, which was more comfortable than he had ever had.

Heinir compodied for a moment, then pushed away Balde, who was holding him.

He stood up, and the shell bed automatically opened up a larger opening, and the water poured backwards, clearly revealing the qiē inside.

The golden liquid winds from the legs to the soles of the feet.

The pain and embarrassment of the ninja's legs, Hainir just stepped out of the bed, even if he was embarrassed, he had a smile on his face.

Everyone looked at him like this, and without the water curtain, they finally saw his nakedness.

In terms of nakedness/body, none of their Norse gods could compare to the Greek-born Heinir. What's more, he is still a young man.

If one day, he grows up, how dazzling it will be.

However, everyone only admired it for a moment, because immediately a cloak descended from the sky, which the service elves had prepared a long time ago. Hainir caught it steadily, shook his hands up, draped himself over his naked/naked body, looked at the door of the Sea Temple, and slowly walked past the crowd.