因为shezleth那个teacher-student实在太hot了甚至说的话非常具有标志性,复制之:
“You’re wet already.”
“This will be quick. We won’t miss dinner.”
“It’ll be fun. Promise.”
“And look at how wet you are. Are you really going to dinner like this?”
“Now” lift yourself up onto the desk. We should finish before dinnertime ends.”
“Good boy.”
“You’re free to grab onto my hair if you want.”
“I don’t mind. You’re a good boy. Such a sweet boy, always flaunting yourself around in that uniform. It’ll be a reward for how cute you are.”
“Such a good boy,” “Should I add more fingers?”
“Well?”
“Good. Was that so hard?”
“Now move. Lift yourself up a bit more. The sooner that we finish, the sooner we can make it to dinner.”
“Good boy. Remember to relax. It’ll hurt otherwise.”
“We’re not done.” “I haven’t fucked you yet.”
“It’s not fair if you’re the only one who’s cummed, isn’t it?”
“Well? Answer. Is it fair?”
被索龙和塔列斯蛊惑。成为了杀死杰拉尔特的帮凶。他再回到修道院时,噩耗让他的脑袋嗡嗡作响。
他抱着贝雷丝,空洞、悔意,从未体验过的感情席卷而来。
他又变成了那个在大圣堂里被所有信徒注视的圣子,躯壳,容器。
修道院的幽灵,贝雷特知道加尔古·玛库迎来了一位新的教师。
蕾雅什么都没有同他说,但他知道。那个黑衣服的佣兵就像个幽灵,贝雷特在宵禁时间从藏书室溜回自己的房间时,撞见过那个女人。在苍白的月光下,她从食堂门口出来,踱步在学生宿舍楼下的花丛间。她在远处,只见她有一头略带卷曲的深蓝长发,朦胧的月光笼罩着她,面容看得并不真切。
出于一种警惕,他躲藏了起来。
好难写。。不想写了。只想把情节写出来,但是逻辑的成立……怎么办呢……
擦到帝弥托利的脸时,他才找到机会说了一句“对不起”。这是他今晚第几次说这句话了?而帝弥托利也没有了打趣说“老师怎么今晚总是在道歉”之类的话的兴致——在他们做完第二次后,他似乎就陷入了消沉。
过了好久,帝弥托利才开了口:“我刚才很害怕。”
“是我不好,没能控制住自己。”
“不是老师的问题。”帝弥托利摇头道
特别萌,我受不了了
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