The DarkHole Laboratory

The Willow Troto 39

"We can meet later" Willow told Raflesia.

"Okey, you just come to Troto's room I'll be in Giant Pipe for three days, or it could be more" said Raflesia casually.

Willow stared at the mermaid a long time ago then nodded. He just left too. He spent the whole day training and training.

Willow returned to his room. His body felt sticky full of sweat. He took off his clothes and took his towel.

Shaking his body with warm water. Relaxing his muscles, the smell of soap came out. Before long Willow finished, wearing a towel, he headed to the freezer.

Taking one can of cold beer and gulping down, a cold bitter taste ran through his throat cavity.

"I just found out my boyfriend is too sexy" 

The embrace makes Willow flinch. A heavy whisper with warm breath caressed his neck. Troto hugged tightly from behind. Also squeezing his waist.

Willow felt a warm kiss on his open shoulder. The kiss rose into his ear.

******* sensual makes Willow look up legitimate. But Willow remembered Raflesia who used the Troto room.

The woman kept Troto's face away from his body. He turned his body to face the man.

Troto is ready to strike Willow's lips but Willow scoops Troto's face with his hand.

"Wait on! Can you explain why Raflesia lives in your room?"

Troto looked at the old woman. Then take Willow's hand on his face and kiss Willow's fingers.

Willow waits, but Troto is already high at the top. Unresponseingly. The man's eyes were foggy.

But Willow wants to hear. He pulled his hand. And stand in a challenging pose to be lashed.

"He didn't want to use a room he never used he said, since it was so, not just my room, but anyone's room would lend it to Raflesia."

"Where are you going to sleep?"

"here"

Returning Troto pushed Willow's body until his back hit the closet softly, the man wrapped Willow's body and attacked with a hot kiss.

They wrestle each other's lips. Troto's hand that had squeezed his waist began to rise to the top.

With a light touch Willow towel decays. But Willow held him back. He looked at Troto with a breath

"I can't right now" 

Breath is broken. Her lips are swollen.

"I have an appointment" 

When Troto didn't hear and kept peeking at Willow's shoulder.

"Troto please"

Troto's growl sounded. Even though he was still struggling in Willow's neck.

"Sorry"

"Promise after I get back okay"

That guy still doesn't want to take Willow off. Feeling of dizziness in the head. With a warm roaring breath touching Willow's shoulder skin.

Troto's gaze was unwilling. Willow whispered the word "sorry" as their eyes stared at each other. Willow stroked Troto's face, which looked like a puppy. Willow can't bear it.

"Quickie" whispered Willow, he saw a twinkle in Troto's eyeball. Are really.

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"So what do you want to ask me"

"And who's that woman next to you?" Raflesia leaned her body against the sofa.

"We want to know about your fiancee, Luford." Lime says.

"I'm Lime, we have a Mission and a target Luford" Lime continued.

"Ah .. so it seems."

"You should be more careful. It's not as the rumors say. Slightly different. But for cruelty and sadism, it's true"

"Squickness is also meticulous, but about changing women, it's also true" Willow and Lime are confused.

The woman said the rumors were not true but everything she said was the same as the rumors themselves.

"So you mean that, Luford is hard to guess?"

Raflesia. Just the part of the Luford changing women every night is true. But not for the man to enjoy but rather to feed his monsters.

The monster from his experiment, the dangerous mutant form. Raflesia had seen it for himself. He came to the Luford while he was feeding his monsters.

"I'm engaged to be for business purposes only" Raflesia said.

"I'm sorry if I didn't help much, but you two have to be careful, that man if you're obsessed becomes very scary" Raflesia warned.

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"The woman's guard is tightened" 

Reports from his men. The Luford waved a hand ordering his men to leave.

Willow's picture is on his big screen. Also splattered Willow pictures with many angles.

Luford sipped his wine. Wiggling that dark red liquid. And smell the scent that comes out. His eyes looked straight at Willow's image.

Knocking sounded. He looked at his glass and turned the wine around.

"Sir, there's Miss Flesi" Luford's assistant,

"Hi dear" Raflesia stared at the picture of Willow on the screen.

"Who is she, baby?" Spoiled Flesi vibe. He was sitting on the lap of the Luford.

"Okeeeeyy I won't interfere"

Raflesia got a sharp glare, making herself shut her mouth and shake her spoiled.

"Smart" Luford put his wine glass on the table, his hand holding Raflesia's waist.

Raflesia peeked at Luford's cheek. And the man smote Raflesia's lips. The atmosphere was heating up, the room was filled with the sound of hot smoldering romance.

He took Raflesia to the bed in his study.

"Willow" Raflesia's eyes closed wide open. Heard the lull of the Luford. The man fell asleep shortly after his release.

Raphael sat down beside the bed, putting his clothes back on. He looked at the face of the Luford.

Raflesia walked out he was going home. But the image of Willow on Luford's desk stopped him. He reached out and took some pictures.

Willow has to be careful. Her boyfriend is obsessed with her. 

Tbc.