What came to mind was actually two men, no, it should be the image of a man and a boy. The boy could not be more than 15 years old. He was very slender, with a soft waist and slender limbs. His soft and white skin was a light pink under the strong man's brown iron tower-like body. His bright red lips were slightly opened, and a small seductive tip of his tongue was faintly exposed from the shadows. It was as if he could still hear his careless whispers in his ears. On the face as bright as white jade, the eyes were shyly closed, the dark, thick and curled eyelashes were constantly quivering like butterfly wings, and the stunning face looked like the trembling boy in front of him.
Interesting! This boy was actually trying to write memories into my mind. Seeing how he was trying to calm down, I decided...