Owen Travis opened his mouth slightly, but before he could scream, Liam Harris lowered his head and K!ssed him. A ball of sweater was squeezed between their chests, rubbing against each other and generating a tiny electric current.
Liam Harris tightened his grip around Owen Travis's waist, pulled him into his arms, and at the same time pushed open his teeth and attacked his mouth. With a click, one of Owen Travis's slippers fell off, and his body became lighter, and he was lifted off the floor by his waist.
He half closed his eyes. Dusk was approaching and a large area of afterglow was cast in. They were entangled in the orange light and shadow like the protagonists of an erotic film, and they lost their balance and fell onto the sofa.
Owen Travis was pressed down, Liam Harris sucked on his lips, slowly draining the oxygen from his lungs. He didn't want to move, didn't want to struggle, and could only hum instinctively when he was on the verge of hypoxia.
When Commander Huang heard the snort, he jumped out of the cat's nest and leaped onto the armrest of the sofa. With his eyes wide open, he watched Liam Harris and Owen Travis's passionate K!ss from a close distance.
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