【Group Cool】Dis Aliter Visum

Chapter 76

"Don't move anymore." Kuroro warned, "It's hard for me to continue if you keep moving."

"I can't breathe," Kurapika complained, and that was just one of many problems.

The corset that Kurapika was wearing was tightly wrapped around his body, and it was tightened to such an extent that he looked like he had a woman's slender waist, but this was not the cause of his restlessness, nor was it caused by the brush brush on his body. The itching made him want to run away, but it was because of Kuroro's sight.

Kuroro's eyes were eager and focused, and he focused on Kurapika's delicate new tattoo on his shoulder. Of course boys don't have breasts, so they chose a sleeveless white blouse with a bow tied at the back of the neck. clothing.The top layer of the corset was pinned with lace. If Kurapika were a girl, the lace would fit just below the breasts, and the curve of the corset used to cover the breasts could conceal the fact that the boy had no breasts.

Kurapika wore a pannier made of heavy black pinstriped fabric, two additional large bows pinned to his waist, and he even wore a pair of fancy Victorian shoes and a shawl to complete the ensemble. in disguise.The outfit looks horribly feminine, and if it wasn't for the purpose, Kurapika's attire is a bit over the top, with so much lace and trim and bows hanging from him that any normal person would think These decorations are superfluous, let alone what if he needs to escape or fight? !

"Don't move any more," Kuroro repeated, dipping the corner of his handkerchief in water, and then rubbing away the lines that Kurapika's restlessness made.

This tattoo is very delicate, and it is very meaningful to the Warwater family. Getting this tattoo is like making a promise to a woman that "no one can humiliate you". Kurolo explained ----- unless it is a member of the family , otherwise other men cannot touch or approach.Kurapika glanced at the spider leader with a very focused expression on his face. Photos of the Warworth family tattoos were placed all over the floor. There were some engagement tattoos, some wedding tattoos, and the first one The painted tattoo represents the woman's promise to her suitor.

For an hour, Kuroro sat in the same place. The corset on the boy's body made him need to straighten his back to draw tattoos. He didn't even bend down, but even he would feel tired from maintaining the same posture for a long time.

"Kurapika." Kuroro warned again, Kurapika immediately froze in place, the warmth of his fingertips, the feeling of the brush gently sweeping over his body, everything made him feel a little strange, but he didn't know why. "Okay, done," Kuroro finally said, and Kurapika breathed a sigh of relief.

"Next," the head spider continued, "make up."

"Ah, I can do it myself," Kurapika said.

"It will be faster if I come." Kuroro said without any rejection.

"Can I at least spend some time walking around?" said the boy. "I feel like my legs are going numb."

Kuroro raised an eyebrow, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Is this a well-planned trick so that you can escape?"

"It was an elaborate plan that allowed me to stand up and walk around for a few minutes," Kurapika retorted. "I'll take the picture along the way, I just need to move."

"Of course," Kuroro said, "clean up here, I'll make coffee, be careful not to stain your skirt."

"I know." The boy assured him as he stood up, stacked all the photocopies and photos neatly, then packed up the makeshift tattoo props and walked around a bit to make him feel better.Kurapika heard the sound of the coffee machine being turned on, and Kuroro came back with a small cosmetic bag.

"I can do my own makeup," Kurapika insisted. "Is there nothing else you can do?"

"No." Kuroro replied easily, "Sit down."

Kurapika sighed, but complied, and sat back on the small, uncomfortable little stool, the skirt kept pushing back so he had to hold on to it, and he suddenly understood why a man needs to be behind to stabilize the chair when a woman sits down .Kuroro sat in front of Kurapika, his legs stuck between the boy's legs and the baggy skirt, his eyes were burning and focused, and the spider boss went to work on his makeup.

Kurapika didn't know where to turn his eyes, he was used to Kuroro's expression, but usually it was deeper inside, staring at the boy with eyes full of hunger.And when this kind of look appeared, it must not be in the current situation. The memory flooded into Kurapika's mind like water. turn red.

"Don't move anymore." Kuroro said again, Kurapika bit his lower lip and froze in place. The makeup primer, foundation, eye makeup, the steps of makeup are ridiculously cumbersome.

"Are we really going to use so much makeup?" he asked. "We're just going there for a few hours."

"A girl going to a party will definitely make sure her makeup is perfect, we do this so that we won't be exposed." Sensing the expression on Kurapika's face, Kuroro chuckled, shrugged and said, "I used to I heard Madge once say how stupid things are with these girls. I don't know why, but I just remembered, so you have to bear with me now."

Kuroro said as he put down the small cosmetics in his hands, and then took the eyeshadow palette.

"You also heard how to put on eyeshadow?" Kurapika's tone sounded half amused, half sarcastic.

Kuroro raised an eyebrow. "At least I know how to mix eyeshadow colors." He said, "Close your eyes."

Kurapika hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyelids, he froze in place, but he still shuddered when the brush brushed his eyelids.For Kurapika, it seemed like a century before Kuroro finally stepped back to admire his masterpiece.

"Okay, open your eyes." He said softly, and really, why was the man talking so softly?Kurapika slowly licked his lower lip, he opened his eyes, Kuroro observed the boy's face for a while, then modified his makeup. "Okay," said Chief Spider, "keep your eyes half-open, and I'll put on the eyeliner first, and then the mascara."

Kurapika obediently obeyed Kuroro's words, but the way the spider boss stared at him made him even more uneasy than before. Those black eyes were so focused and deep that they couldn't be seen through. Pickup felt a strange feeling in his heart.He held his breath, let Kuroro finish the eyeliner, and then put on the false eyelashes. After the spider leader finished everything, he removed the makeup, and his black eyes looked back at Kurapika, making him hold his breath.

Slowly, slowly, Kuroro leaned forward, Kurapika swallowed, licked his mouth again and exhaled tremblingly, he felt the spider leader's hand touch his hair, pulling him Kiss him on the lips.Kuroro's lips were gentle, without hesitation, but very slowly and gently.

The strength in Kuroro's hand increased, he pulled the boy's hair gently, but it didn't hurt, Kurapika tilted his head to deepen their kiss, and when Kuroro began to bite his lower lip, Kuroro Pickup let out a surprised hum, he felt the opponent's strength increased a little, and then, suddenly, Kuroro let go.

"Would you like a coffee before putting on your lipstick?" Kuroro asked, standing up.

It took Kurapika a while to get his voice back: "Ah----good, good."

He stuck out his tongue and licked his wet lips. Kurapika watched the back of the spider leader leave. He walked to the counter where the coffee machine was, took out two mugs, spoons, and creamer from the refrigerator, Kuroro The look in his eyes... was weird, Kurapika didn't know what it was, but there was something wrong with it.

"Are you going to see my back?" Kuroro teased, turning to glance at the boy behind him.

"What did you say?"

"I noticed your gaze." Kuroro explained.

"I was just waiting for my coffee," Kurapika lied.

"You and your coffee," teased the spider leader.

"Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps*1." Kurapika immediately retorted.

When Kuroro turned to look at him, he was holding a mug with a smile on his lips, this expression actually made Kurapika feel charming, he believed that the man knew how to use his good looks, he had Might be able to attract all targets just with that smile.Kuroro raised his eyebrows even higher, and he didn't seem to be able to read the expression on the boy's face.

Kurapika looked away, he moved his body uncomfortably, Kuroro walked up to him and handed the mug to him, the boy hesitated for a while before taking it.

His traveling companion sat across from him and asked, "What are you thinking?"

...does he really have to sit so close?Now that it's not tattoos or makeup, can't he just push the stool back a bit?

"No." Kurapika said, holding the cup to his mouth.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're totally bad at lying?" Kuroro asked.

Kurapika glanced at Kuroro's face, but he looked away the next moment and took a sip of coffee to calm himself down.

"No," he finally said, "but I don't know if I like being lied to." He glanced at Kuroro as he spoke.

Kuroro laughed, a smile that accentuated his good-looking features in an already charming look, and commented, "I hope you've learned how to be a top-notch liar by tonight."

Kurapika couldn't help scoffing at that, and pointed out, glancing into the man's eyes, "I'm sure I'll be handy against Kony."

Kuroro's face darkened in an instant, Kurapika paused for a sudden change, he must have looked surprised, because Kuroro immediately relaxed his expression, and then held the cup to his lips.

"Yeah," said the Spider Chief at last, after drinking his coffee. "You did a great job, unexpectedly."

"See?" Kurapika couldn't help but continued, but knew in his heart that it was Kuroro's expression that made him uncontrollable: "I'm fine. You think I'm terrible at lying because you're too Good at it, most people seem to believe my story, do you really think that I am getting better and better, and then even you can't tell the truth from the fake?"

"No." Kuroro said slowly, his tone was too serious to be part of the joke: "I wouldn't want to."

Kurapika stared at Kuroro, observing his face quietly, but Kuroro's expression could not be read at all, as if everything was sealed off, he couldn't probe into his heart.

"Look," Kurapika said, "then I think we'll be fine."

Kuroro raised his eyebrows again, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled into a malicious smile.

"Yes," he repeated, "we're fine."

Kurapika didn't know what happened, but he knew that Kuroro's smile caused a painful and inexplicable feeling in his chest, but it couldn't help him understand what was going on in the man's heart.

"Very good." Kurapika said softly, he drank the coffee in the cup, his throat automatically poured down the liquid inside, but he couldn't concentrate on the coffee in his hand.

"Fine." Kuroro repeated like a parrot, his joke amplified a little.

Kurapika was serious, there was something wrong with his heart, he couldn't breathe suddenly.Wait, he's wearing a very tight corset, that must be why he can't breathe, Kurapika thought, before taking another sip of his coffee.

Kuroro casually arched his legs, and Kurapika couldn't help cursing softly. Every movement of the opponent made the skin on the inside of his legs rub against his own, no more, no less, just enough for him to be separated by so many layers of fabric. Feel the heat underneath.Kurapika took a breath, and stiffened at the realization of what had happened, Kuroro paused, raising an eyebrow at the boy, Kurapika forced himself to hand the tall mug, but those black eyes stared straight at him. Watching him, the Spider Chief was imitating his movements.

God, Kurapika didn't know what to do, he felt...he wanted...needed, he didn't know what he was going to do!No, wait, he knew, he knew what he wanted now, but he didn't want to admit that Kurapika couldn't accept the reality yet, but he always had to face it.

He wants Chrollo.

He wants to feel Kuroro's lips, wants to be caressed by his fingers everywhere on his body, and the realization that he eagerly desires what will happen next shocks and excites him.

He wanted to escape from all of this, and then stay as far away from this man as possible, he wanted to escape, escape before he was trapped to death by the net laid by the leader of the Phantom Troupe.Kurapika's hands began to tremble slightly, Kuroro looked at those hands for a while, and then looked back at the boy in front of him.He didn't get distracted from this to the end, Kuroro put his cup on the table next to him, then took the cup out of Kurapika's hand and put them together beside him.

"What are you doing?" Kurapika asked, his voice soft, more fragile than he thought.

"Your hands are shaking," Kuroro explained.

"No." Kurapika retorted.

"Yes." Kuroro insisted, he looked at the boy in front of him: "And you are still not good at lying."

"It's only for you."

This answer made Kuroro smile: "Very good." He murmured, then leaned forward.

"What are you doing?"

"You're shaking."

"I -----" Kurapika wanted to deny it, but he found that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't even refute the fact.

"Am I making you tremble?" Kuroro asked.

"Shut up," Kurapika begged, unable to admit the truth.

"I think so too." Kuroro said, rubbing his lips against Kurapika's.

Kurapika closed his eyes, an indescribable feeling rushed up from his back and made his whole body tremble, Kuroro bit his soft mouth lightly, he pushed it away slightly, after taking a breath, it belonged to him alone The breath invaded Kurapika's whole body, like an invisible hand tightly holding his heart.Kuroro leaned forward again, this time licking the boy's lower lip with his tongue, before thrusting it forcefully into his mouth.

Kurapika wants more, wants more, more.

Their kiss became more and more intense, and the two desperately wanted each other.Kurapika couldn't help leaning forward, if he hadn't accidentally stepped on the skirt, he would have straddled Kuroro's lap, Kurapika's sanity suddenly returned to reality, and he pushed him away violently.

"Makeup." He said with a gasp, "I'm going to put on my makeup and put on my wig."

Kuroro stood up, picked up his cup and turned around, he took a sip of coffee and took out his phone to check the time.

"Dinner starts in an hour," he told the boy. "It's a 15-minute drive. We'd better get there early."

"I put on my own lipstick," Kurapika said.

Kuroro nodded, and quietly went back to the counter to pour another cup of coffee. Kurapika finished his cup, his hands still trembling slightly when he put down the cup.The boy took a deep breath, closed his eyes, put aside the messy thoughts in his head, and then focused on the work at hand. What awaited them was a long night.

When Kurapika opened his eyes, he had already adjusted his state. Like a young woman with a sense of fashion, he applied lipstick in different steps, then put on the wig and adjusted its position.

Kurapika was ready, and he and Kuroro walked quietly to the car.Kurapika threw all his thoughts away, he wasn't going to leave, he wasn't going to leave before his mission was done, and he wasn't going to run away if the price was to fall under the spider boss's charm.

Anyway, it's too late.

TBC

*1: No matter how much I think about this part of the bickering, I can't understand what they mean. I heard the original text "said the pot to the kettle" on a foreign radio station, but I couldn't figure out the meaning behind it when I put this part in it, so I could only translate it directly If anyone who has read the original text understands, please tell me w