This ejaculation time is longer than any previous one, and the smell is also strong.
Smelling his scent, Averi's just satisfied body was once again restless.
However, after passion came reality, Averi didn't think of anything to say, so she chose to remain silent.
Dallas stayed inside her, feeling her warmth and wetness through the thin rubber. After a long silence, he said, "There's no need to say it, I know."
I contacted the airport today and confirmed that there was no attack there. There is a flight to Madrid at 9pm next Tuesday, and there are still a few available seats, "he said after a pause." I have already booked my ticket."
Averi wanted to say thank you, but the airflow passed through her throat and didn't turn into sound.
Dallas' scolding voice was heard by many people, although they couldn't understand the content, they could understand the tone and emotions, so even if there was no movement later, no one thought about having sex.
"As for Jackson's comment about 'chatting under the covers,' most of them actually believed it. Who the girl was and what kind of relationship she had with Dallas didn't interest them. They were merely business partners assigned by the company to make money together, not comrades. As long as Dallas could lead them to complete the mission and secure their payout, the presence of a woman was irrelevant."
After the meat stick softened halfway, Dallas reluctantly pulled it out.
There was no water in the room, so the two of them used Dallas' change of clothes T-shirts to wipe off excess bodily fluids. Averi was planning to go out together, but he frowned and stopped her, saying, "You stay here, I'll go out and bring you dinner."
Her eyes were moist and her lips were swollen. Going out like this was like loudly announcing what the two of them had just done.
There was no mirror in the room, so Averi guessed her condition and nodded back to sit by the bed.
Outside the room, Leon had already returned to the team. After reporting Sariah's situation, he turned the conversation to plead for Averi and said, "Dallas, don't scare girls. Men should know how to be kind and cherish jade. She drew her gun for you. Jackson crossed the line, and I will help you submit the report to the company when he goes back." He heard about Dallas' "anger" as soon as he came back, and when he saw Averi hiding in the room and not coming out, he thought she was crying.
Dallas watched him silently.
I'm just talking, "Leon quickly made a surrender gesture and wiped oil off his feet before slipping away.
Dallas thought to himself that he didn't really show much tenderness, he was a bit energetic when doing it. When the two were wiping their bodies, he caught a glimpse of her inner thighs turning red.
But he's not enough.
She was caught out just now, firstly because she couldn't hold back from not doing it for too long, and secondly because she was worried that the disappearance of the two would arouse suspicion.
Once the desire is ignited, it becomes so intense that it burns my heart and lungs, and my mind is filled with the idea of holding her down and having sex until dawn.
Dallas left after delivering dinner to his room. The rebel army launched a sudden attack on the general's residence, and their level of defense also needs to be raised. He needs to discuss the next work arrangements with Leon and others.
It wasn't until late at night that Dallas returned to the room with a furrowed brow. Facing her gaze, the cold and hard lines softened slightly. "They've all finished washing, and there's no one in the bathroom now. Let's go," she said
The campsite does not have a hair dryer, so Averi can only use natural drying methods, sitting with loose hair under the starlight to blow. This place was remote, untouched by the glare of city lights, with only the glow from the peacekeeping camp piercing the deep darkness. Above, the milky expanse of the galaxy unfurled across the sky like a river of silk, cascading endlessly down to meet the earth. In this moment, it felt as if human civilization had receded into oblivion, leaving only the pristine silence of the cosmos. All her worries, her endless considerations, dissolved into the vastness, swept away by the night's quiet embrace.
As footsteps approached, Averi turned his head and saw Dallas walking over with a plastic basin in one hand and a water bucket in the other, soaking a few pieces of clothing in the basin.
"You have to wash your own clothes?"
Dallas looked at her and said, "Usually, we don't have to. There's a nearby village where people run a small business doing that. Every Friday morning, we send all the dirty clothes over, and by Saturday evening, we pick them up clean. But if there's ever something we need urgently, we wash it ourselves."
This was their first peaceful conversation after their reunion, and the indescribable barrier between them seemed to disappear instantly.
Averi remained quiet for two seconds and continued the conversation: "Is the peacekeeping force on the other side the same"
"No, they have many people and will be sent to a specialized laundry factory for washing."
Averi nodded and realized why Dallas would hand wash the military green T-shirt she had just changed into because she was in a hurry - she was wearing his change of clothes.
She stood up and moved to the basin, reaching into the soapy water with both hands. "I'll help you," she said.
The ten fingers in the water are delicate and the flesh and bones are evenly distributed. Where are the hands for doing household chores.
Averi didn't really know how to do it either. She grabbed a sleeve and felt confused, while Dallas rubbed it and she learned to rub it again with a good look.
"You go sit next to her, "Dallas pulled out the sleeve from her hand, with a gentle smile in her light colored pupils.
Averi was momentarily embarrassed.
"Reaching out. "He suddenly spoke softly, and Averi obediently followed suit.
Dallas scooped a spoonful of clean water to wash off the foam on her hands, "the washing powder hurt her hands, and it is easy to peel if it is not washed clean."
"Do you wash your clothes often?"
"I used to have to wash myself when I was in the army."
She crouched on the spot, listening quietly, her deep-set eyes a rich shade that suggested intensity. When she wasn't smiling, her expression held a focused, almost piercing quality.
Dallas didn't want it to end like this, so he said, "When we first joined the Snow Leopard team, doing laundry was also part of the training. Sometimes the instructor would call us out to do laundry, with each person carrying a basin and squatting in line at the dormitory entrance, doing laundry while carrying orders. Sometimes they would shout slogans, stating that we must finish washing within the designated time, and then they would check who hadn't washed it clean."
Averi imagined the scene and asked with a relaxed expression, "What slogan are you shouting."
Dallas also laughed and blurted out, "Duty, honor, service to the nation—always mission first."
Averi nodded.
He remembers so clearly that he doesn't even need time to recall, he's afraid he hasn't forgotten for a moment.
During the conversation, Dallas had already finished washing most of it, and a disharmonious light color appeared in the pot of military green camouflage.
Averi looked closely and realized that it was the underwear she was wearing when she was rescued.
Watching a man hand wash his underwear with her own eyes felt too strange, and she looked away uncomfortably.
They have made a lot of love, licked each other's genitals, swallowed bodily fluids, but... it's different. Anything they do under passion is normal, but washing underwear is too routine.
She rarely showed such an expression, and Dallas's heart trembled as he calmly reminded, "Those two were also worn by you just now."
After taking a shower on the first day, she kept wearing his underwear, black boxer shorts.
Averi argued awkwardly, "It's different."
It feels the same when washed. "It sounds serious.
Averi wasn't sure if he was comforting her or teasing her, but she was surprised and lifted her eyelashes to take a glance.
With eyes shining like water and a coquettish tone, Dallas suddenly felt the fabric in his hand burning hot.
