MR. BAD GUY (ENGLISH VERSION)

STOP ALL THE FIGHTING

- Shhh... hush, my love. Hush -Enzo calmed him down peppering little kisses in his half open mouth.

He tucked him in with the sheet with infinite gentleness as he caressed his shivering legs.

- Oh, God. Am I still shaking? -he asked with his voice somewhat trembling from the near pleasure.

- A little bit -Enzo confirmed getting his hands round his beautiful ass and squeezing it into him-. You've fucked me up the pillow with your teeth.

- And you fucked up my underpants, we are at level.

He kissed his eyes closed and his eyelashes and they fell asleep in a matter of seconds.

When Tarek opened his big beautiful eyes he felt coming out a long sleep. The sleeping hours had left in his body the indelible trace of wellness. His body was like an instrument freshly tuned despite his ass ached pitilessly. He moved with subtlety drawing apart the sheet that touched it and looked around. The huge bed was only his. He took a glance to the ripped pillow and brought his hands to the head with soft smile. The sound of a typing made him sit up. Enzo was in front of his laptop, focused. Tarek decided to laid himself face down to not make his ass suffer and leaning his face on the palms of his hand, watched Enzo in silence. They passed some minutes before he found his sleepy beauty had woken up.

- Hey, you're not enough tired -he stated with a touch of sadness looking at the watch-. You've slept just some hours.

Tarek swayed flirty his narrow waist with bright smile. He looked at him with adoration and sleepy eyes. In an ordinary day he would be at work some hours ago.

- Today I won't be able to work in the garden. I don't want to get up. I'm a wreck.

- Are you? -Enzo licked his lip with a grin.

- You are a bastard. A real bastard. Stop typing and look at me.

He winked at him and Tarek blew him a kiss that he grabbed symbolically to his lips as he typed again after giving him a sexy smile. Tarek stood still with his endorphins clapping.

- I give you a free day. Just today.

Tarek got up from bed and just taking some steps he felt a huge pain in his big toe.

- Auuu! –he howled.

- What's the matter?

- I've cut myself with a crystal. Auuuu.

- Let's have a look. Let me. That's what happens when you break up my things. Can't you see?

He got up from the chair and he sat him on bed again. He made him putting his foot over his knee.

- I'm bleeding. Let me cure myself.

Again his wonderful tongue, the sexiest tongue on earth rounded the wound. Tarek looked at him with surrounded love but with pained look.

- It itches me.

He put Tarek's big toe over his amazing lips of Persian pharaon and blew softly.

- My ass still hurts me -he informed lamenting.

- Do you want me to help you with that? -he painted a faint smile till almost bursting in laughter.

Enzo sent an inner whatsapp to Duncan to come upstairs with some ice cubes. Tarek complained saying there was no need Duncan saw him like this. He laid face down over one of the comfortable sofas while Enzo watched him smiling sitting on indian style over the carpet.

- Where does it ache exactly?

- Here and here most of all -he pointed firmly the spots in his ass.

- I will cure you. I will cure your wonderful ass with kisses -he moved closer his lips to his buttocks kissing them softly-. Hmmm. You taste delicious so hottie. Do you hurt? Here?