Ethan looked at Marcus 'gloomy expression and couldn't help but laugh,' Marcus, this is the first time I've seen you so angry, so that person outside has quite a significant influence on you; I'm getting jealous.'
Marcus didn't bother talking to him and went straight into the bathroom to shower. Ethan followed him in, and Marcus didn't stop him. He stripped off his clothes and turned on the shower as if it were his own.
Ethan leaned over the sink and looked through the glass door at the seductive form under the shower as the water rinsed over it, a ghostly glow rising in his lightly narrowed eyes.
The glass door swung open, and Marcus looked up. The next moment, he was pushed and pressed against the tiles behind him, his hot breath enveloping him.
Spreading kisses landed on his neck, on his collarbone, and down his chest. Both of their equally hot erections were held together and quickly ground; Marcus gasped and soon indulged, being pushed to the very top and hammered all at once; he couldn't take it the most.
His body was so hot it was about to explode.
Ethan clasped his hands and worked even harder to move in and out of his body without stopping to take possession.
Half an hour later, the water on his body was not even wiped clean. Marcus closed his eyes and flopped onto the bed. His breath was still a little unsteady. It was so wild that he didn't even apply any lubrication, and he did it directly in the bathroom. Ethan pressed up from the back and gently kissed his neck. He wanted to do it again, and Marcus backhanded and pushed him. Dumbly, he said, 'Stop it.'
Ethan laughed softly and asked him, 'Really, don't?'
'Aren't you still drinking with those guys? Why did you come up here too?'
Ethan ran his hand through his wet hair, feeling it feel outstanding in his hand, and smiled, 'It's our wedding night, so where's the pain in the arse in drinking with those guys as opposed to f*ck*ng you.'
Marcus closed his eyes and grunted as Ethan continued, 'And how was I supposed to know that you were having an affair with someone else if I didn't come?'
'What's having an affair,' Marcus frowned impatiently,'His name is Angus and he's my cousin.'
'Cousin?'
Marcus raised his hand, signaling for Ethan to get off of him. He sat up and leaned back against the end of the bed. There was a moment of silence, but he spoke, 'Not really a close cousin, three or four years younger than me. His mother was from our family and married into Northern Europe. We used to play together when we were kids. He was too clingy, and then it simply progressed to the point where he became pathological.'
Marcus' teenage character, although also very cold, to the point of a friend, has no, all thanks to the blessing of this cousin, his side a little close to the men and women, all by his cousin using various means to drive away. At first, Marcus looks away to forget about it, but the guy gets more and more into it! But after the guy went too far, showing an almost pathological desire for exclusivity, sending people to follow and spy on his every move and even installing cameras and bugs in his room, Marcus finally couldn't stand it any longer.
'The third time I found the miniature camera hidden in my room, I directly reported to the police, he was taken away by the police, and then used the family relationship he was exempted from leaving a record, the matter was very big, many people in the family accused me of not taking into account the family's face, but that guy did not get well, was taken away by his family after seven or eight years have not come back to the United Kingdom, and finally it is to stop.'
Ethan heard some surprise:'There is such a thing?... You guys nothing?'
Marcus looked at him, suspecting himself, and that psycho had an ambiguous appearance, which was not good: 'I see him is annoying. I can with him what, but I also have to thank him. If not, he persistently pestered me. I will not be in the aftermath of the discovery of his own, in fact, is like a man after the acceptance of so openly.'
Ethan laughed and leaned close to Marcus, his gaze traveling over his face, which still had a few lazy, teasing moments after his love affair. 'I bet he's never seen you like this before,' he said.
Marcus looked at him askance, 'You're smug?'
'What did that cousin of yours mean about changing one after another? Hmm?'
'Nothing of the sort,' Marcus said,' No one else dared approach me with him around, after he rolled...'
Marcus stopped mid-sentence, and Ethan pressed, 'Just what?'
Seeing the embarrassment on his face, he understood again,'... look at William? He's the one your cousin said you came with three years ago, right?'
'He was just coming back for the alumni meeting, it has nothing to do with me, it just so happens that my grandmother passed away, so I stopped by to pay my respects.'
'You're explaining this to me?'Ethan smiled and ruffled his drooping hair in front of his forehead and found that he exposed his whole face was still perfect, secretly thinking that it was no wonder that the kid called Angus would become a pervert because of his worry. However, I was pretty depressed when I heard that he came to the UK with you at that time; it was a few years ago. I'm not that careful, anyway, I'm now. Even if I want to be jealous, this object has to be transferred over.'
'You don't have a small heart but a thick skin.'Marcus taunted.
Ethan happily took it as a compliment and nodded. That's why I say I'm made for you.'
He said, leaning over and blowing into Marcus's ear, 'How about another one?'
Marcus smiled back and reached up and hooked his arm around his waist.
Whatever their marriage counted for, they did fit together physically, and since there was a pleasure to be had, he certainly wasn't going to restrain himself.
******
Marcus wasn't awake when Ethan got up, and Ethan didn't wake him, pulling the covers up for him to cover the ambiguous marks. He got out of bed, went into the bathroom to shower and change his clothes, and wandered outside.
Last night, a large group was playing crazy, but they were set up this time. Et.an wandered into the downstairs garden, and his grandmother and grandpa Marcus were sitting on a piece of joy furniture, bully eating breakfast; he. Heked up, smiled, and greeted the two older adults.
Grandpa Marcus smiled and asked him, 'Where's Marcus?'
Ethan reached up and ran his hand through the hair on the back of his head, a little embarrassed, and honestly said, 'Marcus, he's so tired he's still sleeping.'
Ethan's grandmother, holding the tea, coughed lightly and chastised him, 'Those friends of yours are too much of a troublemaker, and they don't even look at what kind of place this is.'
Grandpa Marcus on the side hurriedly said, 'It's okay; it's good for young people to be energetic, and this place hasn't been this lively for a long time.'
Like the Coote family, such aristocrats than their general wealthy family more on the rules and etiquette; Ethan also thinks that yesterday, his group of friends made some uncharacteristic, now drunken dead past one by one still lying in the living room in the head of the hooting and hollering, the good thing is that this is their wedding Marcus family did not come to the family did not see, also good in his grandfather does not mind.
Ethan didn't mind what people thought of him; he just wanted to avoid getting Marcus in trouble.
'When are you going back?' Ethan's grandmother asked him.
Ethan thought momentarily and said, 'There's a week's holiday left, and Marcus said he wanted to stay here with Grandpa...'
Seeing that he was about to say something, Grandpa chuckled, 'You guys are thinking of going on your honeymoon, aren't you?'
Ethan looked embarrassed at being exposed. 'Of course, Marcus and I wanted to stay with our grandparents as well.'
'Alright, alright, it's only a week's holiday you guys go and have fun, you don't have to stay here, Marcus he doesn't like it here either, it's fine if I have your grandma with me, go and have fun.'
'... That, thanks grandad.'
He said deliberately that he wanted Grandpa to say that Marcus could join him on the honeymoon.
The honeymoon thing is not in the scope of their plan, a total of two weeks of holiday before a trip to New York and tossed here to register has been half the time, the remaining week Marcus initially thought to stay with Grandpa, Ethan of course, no comment, but because last night I heard about Marcus's neurotic cousin, Ethan he suddenly did not want to stay here again. to stay here anymore.
After getting Marcus's approval, Ethan was in a good mood and accompanied the two older men to talk for a while. Guessing that Marcus was almost awake, he wandered back again.
On his way up the stairs, he saw Marcus's cousin. Ethan didn't intend to pay attention to him, but the other man called out and asked arrogantly, 'What's your name?'
Ethan stopped in his tracks and turned his body to look at the man in front of him; he was beautiful, but the thought of being a pervert made people feel bad. You're so haughty about your cousin? Do you not know what my name is? Not to mention the name is afraid that even my family background has been investigated early clear it.'
He choked the other party on the face of some who could not hang on. Green face sneered back, 'You and cousin married for business interests, right? You...'
'What's that got to do with you?'Ethan interrupted him nonchalantly, then laughed again, shaking the ring on his hand, 'Marcus, he's my guy, you keep your hands off him.'
'I don't believe that Marcus brother will be sincere to marry you, the person he has always liked before is obviously that...'
'Moving on can't be done?'Ethan repeated, 'I'm much more attractive than the previous one, right? Of course, I'm more attractive than you; why else would your cousin pick me in the end? If you're interested in your cousin, you should trust his vision. Don't you think so?'
'Enough.'The voice came. Ethan and Angus looked up at the same time. Marcus stood at the stairway and slowly walked down, looking at Angus with cold eyes. 'I've told you many times before. Don't pester me anymore. I don't mind calling the police again.'
As soon as he heard him say, 'Call the police,' Angus's face instantly changed. Looking at Marcus with hurt eyes, Ethan was speechless and reached out and wrapped his hand around Marcus' waist, 'Go and pack up. We're going on our honeymoon.'
Marcus nodded calmly, 'Okay.'
No longer caring for the extra one, they went up the stairs together. Ethan was a little happy. Initially, he was still thinking about how to convince Marcus to go with him. Thanks to his cousin's blessing, grinding his lips could also be saved.