The DarkHole Laboratory

The Willow Troto 4

"Hey pretty we meet again"

Willow did not respond to the greeting. He took his drink back. The bitter taste filled Willow's sense of taste. He turned his glass.

"I know you're looking for something?" The man's words. Making a movement of Willow's hand that turned the glass to a stop.

He looked at her with his cat's eyes. The corner of the man's lips lifted. He got the attention of the woman. Willow catches a shadow that he knows he's the owner of the bar.

"I'll tell you the truth if you'll accompany me on the dance floor." He turned his head to the dance floor.

Without saying Willow took a sip of his martin and ate the olives inside, he got off the chair and stepped onto the dance floor.

He turned around again, "Come on" Willow said with a big smile on his face. He got out of his chair and bought Willow.

The man held Willow's waist, before he had asked for permission, although he was a playboy but still polite that made the man liked many women.

"I'm Liber, hello to Willow" Willow just nodded his head, swaying sensually. Makes the eyes of the opposite sex look hungry, and makes women look upset.

Her beauty is amazing, straight hair is beautiful, the makeup is sensual flirting with her red lipstick, slim body, tall, with a charming dress, all complete package.

Willow danced, kept dancing, all at once dispelled all the raging thoughts making him dizzy. He wanted to take off all the pressure that was stirring his mind.

One figure sitting on one of the couches in the bar, he spread his hands across the head of the chair, looking straight at Willow, his jaw hardening. Although it looks calm, but not with his heart that comes hot. When the unlucky men's hands touched Willow's body.

"How long are you gonna hold him?" Zale was already in the bar and Zale was the one who contacted Troto if Willow was in his bar, even though Troto was having dinner with the Shera family.

Zale waited, he bet on himself. Troto was coming soon and not until 15 minutes, Zale had found Troto sitting next to him. Zale's chuckling laughter certainly didn't Troto indicate.

Willow is here to find a man tattooed on his shadow. He pulled Liber towards the corner of the room near the bathroom. With a flat yet seductive face. Tearing up the clothes Liber wears.

"Woow, easy girl"

"You shut up, or I go" he threatened, his eyes drawing Willow's eyes. And it made Liber smile me sum and challenged.

He clasped his hand, "Please dear" he said, he would be passive and receive Willow's treatment.

Willow approached and whispered sensually to Liber, "Good Boy" again opening wider Liber's arm, not finding the tattoo he was looking for on the man's body.

It would push Liber but the tight pull and the sling on his shoulder surprised him. He remembered Willow's posture could guess who was carrying him.

"Hey he's with me!" Sergey Liber, upset his pleasure was taken. The gaze of the killing eyes made Liber squeak.

"Retreat man!" Said Zale behind Troto. Liber just nodded. And raise his hand up, a sign of regressing regularly.

"Down me!" Willow said and tried to rebel.

He continued to struggle, but the man was not affected in the least. He took Willow into the room and closed the door and threw him on the soft bed.

"What are you doing!" Jerk Willow. They had only met a few times, and did not know but why this man treated as if they were close.

Undeniably. Willow felt a sense of attraction when he first saw those blue eyes. Willow got up, he had to get out, only one person entered his net.

Heedless of the busy Troto at the table by the wall. I don't know what to do.

"Go back to your place or you get out of here!" The sizzling Troto that Willow can still hear.

"You who? We're just strangers, how dare you rule me!" Said Willow. But one idea came to his mind.

Elusan Willow rose to the man's lips, her index finger lightly stroking Troto's lower lip.

One finger slid down slowly to his chin, neck, playing briefly with Tronto's sexy apple adam, Willow approached and kissed the Troto's jakun, who was going up and down, it made Willow pull the corner of his lips upwards.

The tip of Willow's finger down to Troto's chest continues down to Troto's six pack belly, there's not just one finger. He touched Troto's stomach.

Troto's body reacts. He held Willow's hand and cornered the woman against the wall and smeared Willow's lips.

Willow didn't reply to Troto. Heavy grunts sounded. A smile is seen on Willow's lips as Willow's hands sink in Troto's long hair deepening the man's luma tan on him.

Willow replied no less rude, like there is no tomorrow, no idea what feelings surround him. Longs. Willow forcibly undressed Troto's clothes. He glanced at the two arms of the man. And found nothing there.

Troto lifts Willow's body and lowers the length, from Troto's eyes he can see if the man wants him.

Willow seduces Troto by biting his lip and returns the man attacking him.

Willow's long night spent with Troto. He put his clothes back on, he could see the man who told him to call his name while they were fusing together, 

"Name me! Troto! Shout my name dear" They shouted each other's names last night. Fall asleep soundly.

Willow looked at Troto, looked back at the man's arm, and found no flower tattoo. Willow rolled her hair. And get out of that room.

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He went down the beach, sunbathing and spreading his net again. Willow lowered his glasses. He caught the guy he teased last night. And will take his promise.

He took the beach cloth covering under his body and chased after Liber. He found the man entering a cottage. Shop.

Willow went inside and sat down on Liber's desk. "Hi" said Willow. The playboy guy who teased him yesterday, it was just a thud. He doesn't care about Willow.

"I wanted to collect your promise last night" he could feel the tension in the man's eyes.

"I was with you on the dance floor last night, Mr. Liber, and now explain the truth you know" The man chuckled, Willow knew this loser guy in front of him would be tickling.

"I'm sure you'll be evasive, why are you afraid of the man who took me yesterday?" Willow's words made Liber's hardness stop.

"I never knew you were this deadbeat, Mr. Liber. Promising something and you're denying it" Willow took Liber's drink and gulped it down.

There's anger on Liber's face. "I'll tell you, but not here, here," Liber gave the paper an address.

"How can I trust you" Liber screeched 

"As far as you are, you can ignore it and don't come to me again to ask for the answer you want" the lazy Liber who chewed his food.

Willow had already left Liber's place, he read the address the man gave him, "Bar again,"

"It looks like something's hot" Troto looked at Willow who had just come out of the tavern. And looking clearly inside the store was Liber. Zale watched his elder, that fool.

"You're torturing yourself Elder" said Zale, who walked away from Troto, still staring at Willow's back.

Tbc.