Database Update

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      The thick darkness was cut through by rays of weak light, illuminating Dan Heng’s tired face; on board the Astral Express, the sleep phase has been declared already, but the archive keeper is forced to complete the processing of the information collected from Jarilo-VI and enter it into the Express database — tomorrow there will be a hyperjump, a new adventure.       A vibration pierced the silence. Dan Heng continued to digitize information from old sources about the history of Belobog, found by Caelus in one of the trash cans. “And what does he hope to find there…”; the vibration repeated. Third. Fourth.       The guy glanced towards the bed — the phone was lying on the crumpled bedspread, making the fifth sound. Sigh. Dan Heng stood up from his chair, picked up the source of the noise, and saw a pop-up notification with a familiar name: Caelus Hello. Are you sleeping? Dan Heng. If you’re sleeping, don’t answer. I know you’re awake, stop ignoring me.

Dan Heng

I’m working.

Why aren’t you sleeping?

Caelus I can't fall asleep. What are you doing?

Dan Heng

Updating the database. Later I’ll post a link to the section about Jarilo-VI.

Caelus Okay. Listen. I don’t want to burden you with work, but I have some more interesting information for your Wikipedia.       The status “sending a file” appeared next to Caelus’ nickname. The Express guard’s face contorted into the shape of a hundred and twenty cell, but curiosity straightened his indignation into the cool calm characteristic of Dan Heng. The brunette lay down on the bed, the file sent by Caelus was already being downloaded to the phone, when Dan Heng turned the screen brightness to minimum — it was burning his eyes too much.       Opening a file… Loading images… Dan Heng’s eyelids opened sharply, his pupil greedily swallowed the sight he saw — photographs of naked silver-maned guards were loaded one after another on the pages of the document. Without blinking, the archive keeper scanned the images; The guards were followed by the Gepard in a variety of poses. In one of the photographs, Caelus’ glove is clearly visible, fulfilling its duty to free the hand, located on the lid of a garbage can. At the very end of the file, against a rocky background, lay a pile of bolts, the color of which resembled automatons from the depths of the Underdark. Caelus Well, how? Will you add it to the database? Or maybe create a page with limited access?

Dan Heng

Caelus ?

Dan Heng

Are there more?..

Caelus Give me a sec.       The green status “Online” next to Caelus’ nickname was replaced by the gray “Been recently”. Dan Heng lay down on the bed, grabbed it with both hands and looked at this inscription, ignoring the lust in his lower stomach.

“Online”

“Loading an image…”

Caelus [Open image]       The Express Guardian looked for a long time at the message, burning with an alluring bluish color. The thumb reached out to the link — a photo with poor lighting opened. In the center of the image was abs; the nipples, as luck would have it, are hidden by the fabric of the T-shirt, and below the belly, on the underwear, a remarkable mound is visible. Even if you look closely, which is very difficult, given the quality Caelus HD, you can see a couple of lines on the tubercle, highlighting the shape of the head of the Trailblazer Jr. Caelus Are you here?

Dan Heng

Yes, just…

Somehow this is all…

Caelus Wrong?

Dan Heng

Intriguing, impressive, exciting.

      A faint blush colored the cheeks of the brunet, pale as death. Judging by the message, he may appear to be completely calm, but his fingers are trembling as never before. Fatigue is to blame for everything, definitely. This is confirmed by the phone falling on his face, which sharply cheered up the Express guard. Caelus [A voice message]       “It’s so hot on an express train… I can’t breathe…”, — the guy sometimes whispered a message, breaking into his voice. It’s a pity that the microphone on his phone is also not of good quality — Dan Heng had to listen at full volume just to hear at least something — “Can you… can you give me artificial respiration?..”

Dan Heng

Yeah, I’ll go across the train to you right now.

Caelus Maybe then we can replay our first chat meeting? Without March 7.

Dan Heng

Where will she go?

Caelus She will be in a different zone. Will stay on express. Get sick. Who cares? Let’s just not take she into account in the script. Come on, I’m starting *Unconscious*

Dan Heng

[Sticker]

      Dan Heng sends a sticker with a dumbfounded Pom-Pom. Apparently, the Guardian of the Archive is not familiar with online role-playing games. Well, he'll has to improvise.

Dan Heng

Oh, Holy Aeons, there is a wounded man.

It appears he needs artificial respiration.

Well, there’s no one here except me, so I’ll have to press myself to the lips of this charming guy.

Caelus Okay, stop.

Dan Heng

Is something wrong?

Caelus All wrong. Act natural, as always.

Dan Heng

Caelus Wow, great. I feel your lips touch mine. I have already regained consciousness, but I don’t show it. I imperceptibly put my hands behind your head and sharply press you to me.       Dan Heng, holding the phone in one hand, tried to parody Caelus’s actions with the other, getting not the most convenient result.

Dan Heng

Trying to pull away.

Caelus I loosen my grip, allowing you to look at my face again. I look into your pupils, smiling slightly.

Dan Heng

The station is in danger…

Caelus Now I’m only interested in you… I put my hands under your… what is this… not the point, under your T-shirt, in short.       The brunette smiled and decided to complement the picture with an image. Thinking for a long time about how best to photograph his chest, from what angle, Dan Heng came to the decision to take off his outerwear altogether and, on the twentieth attempt, made a perfect nude with the effect of neon lighting emanating from the Express Database. Caelus Hey! Where did you go?

Dan Heng

[Open image]

Caelus Wow… That is… I take off all your outer clothing and throw it aside.

Dan Heng

I am approaching you again, pressing my lips to yours.

Caelus Oh, you’ve already got the hang of it. I embrace you and then roll over so I’m on top. [A voice message]       “I lean towards your earlobe… I bite lightly… I… want… you…”

Dan Heng

Ah… I see you’re hungry…

Caelus God, I broke Dan Heng.       The Express Guardian pressed the audio recording button with a trembling thumb. “I’m just…” — canceling the recording. “Now I…” — cancellation again. “You me…” — another cancellation of the audio recording. What words should to choose?..

Dan Heng

[Voice message]

      Dan Heng breathed nervously for most of the message, and between breaths he said in a languid voice: “Caelus… you… me… excite the night….” The brunet turned on his recording, which rang throughout the whole room — the microphone on the Express guard’s phone was distinguished by a special sound quality; The fastest fingers in the wild west pressed the “Volume Down” button, allowing the brunet to get plenty of noise out of his voice. Caelus That’s it. [Open image] Keep reply.       In the image, Caelus was without any outerwear, lowering his pants with one hand and exposing his pelvic line. The brunette peered at the raccoon quality of the image for a long time, examined the guy, starting with the collarbones, running his gaze over the chest with swollen nipples; continued to examine the body in the area of the solar plexus, became fixated on the already familiar abs and noticed the pubis in the lower abdomen, covered with gray hair, peeking out from behind his lowered pants.

Dan Heng

Perfect.

So, should we continue role-playing games, or will we stop at exchanging erotica?

Caelus Together. I take you by the hips and move you closer to me.

Dan Heng

Wait.

Caelus Yes?

Dan Heng

Maybe we should change the location after all? I don’t want to imagine this on the concrete floor of the Space Station.

Caelus Okay, imagine this happening on your bed. I’m pulling down your pants. I press my lips to your neck as my hand moves down your body and stops at the bulge of your underwear.

Dan Heng

My organ is already hard, I feel the pressure of your hot hand.

      Dan Heng holds down the record button again, beginning his sentence with a loud exhale: “Caelus… I want… you with all my body…”

Dan Heng

[Voice message]

Caelus Well… since this is your wish… It would be rude of me not to fulfill it. I pull off your panties and throw them aside.       Dan Heng types a message with a trembling hand. It’s difficult to type when only one hand is free, but the other is busy with an equally important task.

Dan Heng

Do you want… to see the photo?..

Caelus Well, of course I’m not forcing you. But I’d like to see it. [Sticker]       Trailblazer sends a sticker of him, with a grin on his face, eating a huge slice of watermelon. It certainly has to do with conversation. Dan Heng again begins to create studio conditions for creating high-quality nudes — the photo, illuminated by the same neon lights of the Database, displayed the lower abdomen, strictly trimmed pubis, strong legs, one of which is bent, and, of course, the main attribute — smooth, a long penis, the head of which protruded slightly from behind the foreskin.

Dan Heng

[Open image]

Caelus Not even an hour has passed. Holy shit… Now I’m ashamed to send my dick…

Dan Heng

Weren’t you embarrassed before?

Caelus Actually, it was you who suggested it!       Dan Heng grinned. By pressing the button responsible for the voice message, he changed the mode to video recording. By extending his thumb upward, the Express guard recorded the recording and switched the camera from the front to the main one. With his free hand, the guy grabbed his organ with a drop of lubricant shining on the top of the head. Downward movement. The foreskin stretched, completely exposing the upper part of the penis. Up. Down again. The archivist moved the camera closer to the organ, allowing the microphone to record the sounds of the viscous liquid that envelops the barrel along with the slow hand.

Dan Heng

[Video message]

Caelus Where did you go so fast?

Dan Heng

Shall we continue?

Caelus Yes of course. I run my hand over your penis. I grab the base with my whole palm, lifting your scrotum, revealing a view of your sweet little cave.

Dan Heng

Hmm.

So you choose to be on top.

Caelus Well, if you don’t mind.

Dan Heng

I don’t mind.

Caelus Well, fine. I take two fingers into my mouth and then rub your ring of muscles with them.

Dan Heng

Caelus… there’s some lubricant on the shelf there.

Caelus Do you have lube in your room? Where?

Dan Heng

Takes a long time to explain.

Caelus In this case… [Open image]       The guy sends a photo of the penis, grasped by the fingers of his free hand. A futile attempt to create lighting was revealed by Ultra Caelus HD glare, through which you had to break your eyes to see all the details. Caelus I squeeze the lubricant onto it and pass my palm over the entire surface of the penis. I apply the rest to your anus. I penetrate inside you with one finger.

Dan Heng

I exhale loudly.

Caelus I launch the second finger. Third. I look at your face with a smile, the expression of which is constantly changing.

Dan Heng

Kelus…

Stop messing around there, come in already…

      Dan Heng helps T9 out by correcting his many misspelled words. The brunet continued to please his cock, materializing a role-play with Caelus. Caelus How impatient. [A voice message]       “I put the head of my penis to your wet cave… mmm… I slowly enter… I run my hands along your thighs, stroking them… a-ah… I’m already inside…” — Caelus whispers in a voice message, diluting the monologue with sighs into the microphone, which professional recording equipment turns into the hellish choking of a tyrannosaurus.       Dan Heng held down the sound recording button with his free hand and moaned quietly into the microphone; throughout the entire recording he was breathing unevenly: “Caelus… please… faster…”

Dan Heng

[Voice message]

Caelus There’s no need for us to rush. But if you want it so much… I begin to move, gradually increasing the pace.

Dan Heng

You pull short moans from me that fill the entire room.

Caelus, I'll soon reach my peak.

Caelus So fast? We’ve only just begun!

Dan Heng

So continue faster.

While you were ranting here, I brought myself to orgasm.

Caelus OK OK. I lean close to you with my whole body, accelerating the speed to the first cosmic speed.

Dan Heng

Don’t try to use metaphors anymore.

Caelus [Sticker]       The guy sends a sticker with a menacing Pom-Pom. The inscription “Online” next to Dan Heng’s nickname was replaced with the inscription “Recording a video message”.

Dan Heng

[Video message]

      In the message, the archive guard captured the process of ejaculation. White liquid periodically flew out of the genital organ at high speed, falling like a heavy load onto the chest, hardened by numerous battles. The guy changed the camera to the front one, once again showed a copious amount of sperm on his chest, raised the phone to his flushed face and said with complete equanimity: “How will I finish my work now?” Caelus Ahah. I finished too. So, will you create a private cache of these kinds of photos?

Dan Heng

Okay, convinced me.

Caelus Oh, btw. Do you want to see Welt’s dick?

User Dan Heng has blocked you.

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