Chapter 106: One word can defeat thousands of troops...
The kiss came like a sudden rainstorm, drowning them in an instant.
Drenched in sweat.
I enjoy it very much.
Ian pressed Hades tightly against the wall, holding his face with both hands, applying a little pressure with his fingertips, as if afraid that he would slip away from his hands.
His kiss was filled with an almost possessive and violent desire, like a traveler who had been trekking in the desert for a long time and finally found a spring of sweet water, desperate to absorb every drop of it.
In this world, love is always a scarce species.
It is precious, valuable and should be cherished.
Ian had indeed tried to plan his love life. If he were looking for a partner, what kind of partner would he be looking for?
Beautiful, gentle, considerate...
No,
Now it seems that none of that matters.
If you truly love someone, if you are truly unable to extricate yourself and your eyes are fixed on that person, then you can discover countless qualities in that person that seem contradictory but are actually compatible with each other.
It may have a thick, hard shell, and it may have sharp thorns on it, but if you peel off that shell, you will find a very soft, fragile, and even gentle and beautiful part inside.
This is not contradictory.
This shouldn't be a contradiction.
When you fall in love with someone, you can see all the qualities you have ever imagined in him.
Ian has been a genius in every sense since he was young. He showed amazing talent when he was a teenager, which made him out of tune with his peers. That critical period of growth formed his sharp personality.
They looked up to Ian, but also rejected him.
For the human group, being too outstanding will definitely lead to crazy rejection. This rejection may not appear on the surface because of excellence, but it will be revealed in small and trivial details.
He is a genius and also a freak.
So until today, even though Ian sometimes behaves harshly and meanly towards certain people, deep down in his heart... he is actually just as lonely.
Ian is indifferent to everything and is extremely arrogant.
He can take most things lightly. He can wear shabby clothes and eat mediocre food. None of that matters.
He can break the secular rules and skip three grades to enter the young genius class. He can see through most things clearly.
All his behavioral logic comes from his arrogant character.
So he only cares about what he cares about.
He can go against the flow, and he can move forward despite countless obstacles.
He had met so many people.
There are beautiful ones, excellent ones, and brilliant ones.
However, as for his lover, Ian had only met Hades and only chose Hades.
If we discard all accidental factors and focus all attention on subjective choices, then even if he does it again a million times, Ian will still repeat this choice.
This is such a magical feeling. The feeling of love itself is enough to make people tremble.
Longing, eager, anxious, wanting to possess, wanting to destroy, wanting to protect, wanting to bite hard, and wanting to lick gently.
Human nature and animal nature are constantly intertwined, and the attacker compromises.
In the end, all that is left is lust.
It begins with lust and ends with lust.
Human nature produces love, while animal nature produces desire.
Neither part is more noble; they are two sides of the same coin.
Love is hoarse, love is considered shameful.
But only those who have truly fallen into it will scream unconsciously.
Then, Ian murmured softly:
"I love you……"
"I love you, Hades..."
They kissed passionately, and clothes fell all over the floor. Ian's clothes were almost neatly arranged, but his hands did not stop moving at all, and he almost stripped Hades naked.
Hades's exposed back was pressed against the cold wall, while in front of him was Ian's hot body. The interweaving of cold and heat made it almost impossible for him to think.
His fingers unconsciously grasped Ian's collar, opened his lips, and surrendered to the male insect in front of him, allowing him to take advantage of and plunder.
The silver-gray eyes were tightly closed, and the eyelashes cast a shadow under the light, covering up the emotional moisture in the eyes.
Ian's kiss was fierce yet gentle, carrying a primitive impulse. At this moment, all etiquette and pride were thrown out of the window.
They seemed to have degenerated from higher animals into the most primitive beasts, with only instinct driving them to approach and entangle with each other.
The grape-scented pheromones filled the air, becoming increasingly stronger, like the apple that tempted Adam and Eve to sin, with an irresistible attraction.
Closing his eyes, Hades's senses became extremely sharp at this moment. He could feel Ian's breath spraying on his face, every heartbeat was like thunder, and he could even feel the warmth and moisture coming from the other's lips and teeth.
Their lips and teeth were entangled, fighting for and sharing each other. They were both longing for each other, longing for each other's warmth, breath and existence.
Hades' arms unconsciously stroked Ian's back, finally wrapping around the male's neck, deepening the kiss.
He had already given up all resistance and allowed Ian to do whatever he wanted.
The lower lip was bitten neither lightly nor hard, and the male insect acted so cruelly as if he was playing with the prey whose neck he had already bitten.
Cats have a certain amount of patience to tease their prey before killing it.
Hades fluttered his eyelashes. It was not the first time he had slept with Ian, but it was the first time that the male insect in front of him behaved so ferociously.
Regardless of the consequences, I would squeeze my tongue in and lick his gums and palate, and nibble him, bite him, and kiss him.
A kiss that could be called a bite.
Hades' lips were swollen from kissing him.
"Hmm..." Hades groaned.
Ian gently moved away, resting his forehead against Hades's, his breathing still a little rapid.
He gently stroked Hades' cheek with his fingers, his fingertips touching the other's slightly hot skin, as if silently expressing his desire.
"Herdes,"
Ian's voice was low and hoarse, with an urgency that was hard to conceal.
"Let's go back to the room and get in bed."
"Okay...ah!" Hades didn't finish his words, but the next second he suddenly found that his whole body was held up by Ian by the hips and waist.
Even Hades' eyes widened in shock.
Hades is an adult female insect with a very good weight. She is tall and strong, with beautiful and smooth muscles on her body. She is definitely not light in weight.
But Ian actually picked him up and threw him directly onto the bed.
Ian impatiently pulled off his clothes, revealing his strong, snow-white biceps, and then placed his arms on both sides of Hades' cheeks.
Ian's movements were crisp and decisive, with an irresistible force. Hades was speechless at his sudden action, a trace of surprise flashing in his silver-gray eyes.
"Hero, Hero Lord..."
Hades' body sank into the soft mattress, feeling Ian's
The warmth and rapid breathing made me so nervous that I felt a little tongue-tied.
Ian didn't give him much time to think. His movements were urgent and direct. He placed his palm on Hades' waist, his fingertips exerting a little pressure, controlling the thin layer of waist muscle with an undeniable possessive desire.
"Now, don't think too much,"
Ian's voice was ambiguous and hoarse, like that of an authoritarian controller.
"All you have to do now is look at me and think about me."
Hearing this, Hades's breathing stagnated slightly, and then slowly relaxed.
His gaze fell on Ian's face, and a hint of softness flashed in his silver-gray eyes.
Raising his hand, Hades carefully and gently stroked Ian's cheek. His hands were big and covered with various scars, but they were gentle.
Ian's fingertips gently pinched the edge of the silver mask.
His gaze fell on Hades' face, and his obsidian eyes flashed with an aggressive light.
"I'm going to take off your mask."
The next second, Ian said, his voice holding a tone that would not allow for rejection.
Hades' body stiffened slightly, but in the end, he nodded slightly, as if at this moment, he handed over the most invisible part of himself to Ian.
There's nothing to miss.
Ian was Hades's lord, so even if Hades was asked to stretch out his wings for Ian's pleasure in bed, he had no reason to refuse, or rather, he was unwilling to refuse.
So, Ian's fingertips gently lifted it, and Hades didn't resist at all, so the mask slipped off Hades' face, revealing half of his face covered with scars.
“…”
The male insect's fingers gently stroked Hades' cheek, his fingertips touching the scars, his movements so gentle as if he was touching a fragile treasure.
Hades' body trembled slightly, and his fingers clenched the bed sheets tightly, as if he was suppressing his inner anxiety.
He kept his eyes tightly closed, not daring to open them, afraid to see the disgust or disdain in Ian's eyes.
Of course, Hades could not care about the scar on his face, but he couldn't care about it in front of Ian.
No one can ignore his or her appearance in front of the one he or she loves.
However, he didn't expect that the next second, Ian's lips gently touched Hades' cheek and kissed those scars.
The male insect's kiss was gentle and firm, carrying a kind of pity that a dead tree might bloom in spring, and a certain warm power.
"And I want to see your face,"
Ian whispered,
"I like you. You're cool and handsome when you wear a mask, but you're also handsome when you don't. Please don't wear a mask at home in the future, okay?"
"They can't see it, only I can see it."
"You are mine, and I am yours."
So this is the sweet talk of male insects.
A single word can defeat thousands of troops and crush the enemy.
Hearing this, Hades' heart trembled violently, as if it had been hit hard by something, and a warm current seemed to surge madly in his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
His eyes slowly opened, and a complex expression of astonishment and disbelief flashed in his silver-gray eyes.
He saw himself in Ian's eyes. The scars were still there, ugly and glaring, but in Ian's eyes, he was so beautiful - so beautiful that even if Hades saw his ugly self in Ian's eyes, he could still feel it was understandable.
"Lord, don't you really... think this is ugly?"
Hades asked quietly, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.
Ian carelessly lowered his head and kissed and bit the scar on Hades' face, even accidentally leaving a tooth mark.
"Of course not. In fact, I think it's pretty cool."
Hearing these words, Hades' heart trembled violently, something in his heart completely collapsed, and then quickly rebuilt.
Ian before he lost his memory made Hedis fall in love with him almost unreasonably and madly, but Ian after he lost his memory made Hedis truly realize that he was hopelessly in love and was falling deeper and deeper into love.
Ian unreasonably released his masculine charm in front of him.
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