IVORY
Tradition and unification.

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On the way to the seclusion house, Ivory and Grey who were followed by several maids and bodyguards felt awkward to death. They even just kept quiet without talking about anything, until now they have reached the porch of the exile home.

The building this time is no bigger than Ivory's temporary residence while still studying some time ago. The large, butterfly-clad building looks more aesthetically pleasing, and Ivory loves it.

As soon as the butterfly door leaf opened, an empty room free of welcoming objects. There was only one table in the middle of the thick, hairy carpet.

There are two rooms with the same door, which Ivory believes to be a place to carry out the 'Ngarumi' tradition, and another is a room that will bear silent witness to their later unification.

A ladyboy invites Ivory into one of the rooms first. The scents of the therapy from the lit candle, a large tub made of dark brown wood with warm water that slightly reflects the smoke and sprinkles of flower petals, as well as a pair of towels and warm clothes are available next to the tub.

Ivory let the ladyboy take off the simple dress she was wearing, then remove the stagen that made it tight, and replace it with a thin sheet of bone-white cloth, letting once again the ladyboy wrap the cloth around her innocent body.

“Wait until the prince enters, princess. Only after that, you can enter the tub filled with warm water together.”

Ivory nodded in understanding. He chose to sit in front of the tub when the lady left him, then changed with Grey who entered with bare chest and a thin cloth coil on the waist and walked towards the bathtub. Ivory widened before closing her eyes. He was so surprised when he saw the top of Grey's body without clothes. Looks solid, and sturdy.

“Why? You've never seen a man without clothes?” kelakar Grey with a cynical smile at the end of his lips.

“Te-of course never. I-I'm a good girl.”

Grey climbed the steps and prepared to enter the wooden tub filled with warm water.

“Wait.” Ivory's word. He remembered very well if the lady-in-waiting had said that they should go into the tub together.

Not wasting time, the two faced each other. At first glance Grey mapped Ivory's chest which immediately made the girl cross both hands.

“What you see. Fucking perverted prince.”

“Do not be foolish. In a moment, we'll both lose ourselves.”

Is correct. Ivory had forgotten that, and in the end she slowly lowered her hand. Unintentionally, his eyes descended upon the winding cloth on Grey's plate and then gulped roughly, imagining...

Ah, naw. I can't think of things like that in a situation like the present.

Ivory's head shook his head faintly, and Grey who saw that made a discordant smile. Grey's long legs again took a step, then slowly climbed up and entered the tub of warm water that smelled fragrant. Grey's roman fur suddenly shuddered as the surface of his skin was swept away by the water. One side of him is at work not according to what he commands through the brain.

“Quick entry.” Gray's word while carrying his body weight to sit on one side of the tub, then pointed with a chin to one side that is still empty and can be occupied Ivory to immediately wash themselves and immediately complete this 'ngarumi' ritual.

Hearing Grey's orders, Ivory clucked in annoyance while stomping his feet, then followed Grey who had been submerged in shoulder-to-shoulder water.

Just like Grey, Ivory also began to feel strange when her body touched the water. He feels uncomfortable for himself.

Until a few minutes after immersing himself in the water in silence, Ivory felt himself getting out of control. His muscles stiffened, his skin felt like he was always touched, and most horribly, the center of his body felt so painful, painful and painful simultaneously.

Ivory resurfaced because the oxygen stockpile in her lungs was depleted. And he flinched when Grey's heavy voice suddenly greeted his dragon.

“It feels? The potion effect?”

Embarrassed, Ivory chooses silence and drowns herself again. Swiping the surface of his skin once again, then surfaced again. He did it over and over again, until Grey opened his mouth again and said. “Close to me.”

Whahuh? No. gabe.

Heads that already feel busy looking for a way to make the discomfort is over soon, now more boisterous will be Grey's invitation to unite the surface of their skin.

“Ti-no. I'm fine.”

Without saying much, Grey grabbed one of Ivory's small arms and pulled her closer. There was a strange sting that was like being able to pay off when Grey's huge palm touched his wrist. Ivory approaches due to Grey's strong pull, and their faces face each other.

From such a close distance, Grey and Ivory could feel warm breaths of them greeting each other. Both hunting, and it feels so tempting.

Grey's gaze turned soft when he saw Ivory's slightly gaping ranum lips, her wet face and hair, and her, also the intersection of a pure white neck that looks shiny because it is wet also helped make the center of Grey's body struggling.

“Reverse.” Grey's word that Ivory undertakes without much talk. Within seconds, Ivory's small body was already in Grey's firm arms, and increasingly making Ivory's body want to pound.

The smell of vanilla emanating from Ivory's hair and body made Grey curdle. Her skin touched Ivory's open back like she was stung by a burning passion. One heavy snarl escaped Grey's lips as his sturdy arm wrapped around Ivory's small waist to give him a hug. Then, he put a facial feature on one of Ivory's shoulders and made the girl surprised.

“Have we just soaked it?”

Ivory silently nailed. He doesn't know what will happen next. Her innocent brain now turned wild while inside, Grey's feet clenched his legs together. Then, Grey intentionally kisses Ivory's open shoulder briefly. One hiss just whipped away when again one side of Ivory wanted more of it.

“I'm sure you're not doing well, princess.” whispered Grey is asductive, full of temptation in Ivory's ear.

“To-please let go of me, prince.”

Not rubbing, Grey adds intensity to the meeting of his lips with Ivory marble skin. The girl growled with her lips slightly open and her head looked up at the ceiling of the building which, unfortunately, was so beautiful in Grey's eyes. His palm suddenly rubbed Ivory's flat stomach, eroding all remaining sanity in Grey.

“I think enough. We have to finish the ritual soon.” said Grey who hurriedly got up, and got out of the bathtub, leaving Ivory alone frozen in place.

Wide and sturdy back, sturdy arms and solid, also long legs with thighs thick, all is clearly visible to Ivory as the cloth worn by Grey now sticks and prints the man's body perfectly. Ivory grimaced with the hot whirring of her blood towards the center of the body, then bit her lower lip as an impingement. Ivory was eager to touch him, and the curiosity of the Grey prince's body peaked into the crown. The potion's effect worked no kidding, and now Ivory has to rush to end it all. The desire to touch and unite the body is very strong, as he has heard before.

Then, the beautiful legs stood up, out of the warm temperature, grabbed a change of clothes and immediately followed Grey who had already come out. It was very painful, he felt, he had to finish everything right now. Of course with Prince Grey. []

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