Chapter 124 Stay with Me Forever
Ian envied and admired his good friend Theo.
As the crown prince, one should be calm, reserved and sharp.
But Theo, as warm as the sun, has an extroverted personality and sometimes doesn't know how to restrain himself, showing his likes and dislikes clearly on his face.
But he can't.
He is the marshal, and every decision he makes requires careful reasoning and rigorous thinking. He cannot be distracted by anyone or anything.
So he occasionally got tired of being a sentinel, and the pheromones released by those guides made him extremely uncomfortable.
From the moment I met Qianzhi, those unexpressed desires began to have a source.
He came to District 9 with unspeakable selfishness, wanting her to know him, understand him, and mark him.
But it’s not enough, absolutely not enough.
Those desires had long since turned into roaring beasts, but he forcibly suppressed them, swallowed them firmly under his tongue, and buried them in his stomach.
Even during the period of temporarily marking Qianzhi, he resisted his desires, stayed where he should be, and did not cross the red line between guide and sentry.
Only occasionally, in the bathroom, when he was venting himself, would he see his own handsome, unsatisfied eyes in the broken mirror and in the cracks of the spider-web-like cracks.
And in the moments inside the "door", he briefly let it out, but only to kiss her lips and, hungrily, eat up all her saliva and body fluids.
He knew that she was carrying too many heavy things in her heart, and those thoughts left her no time to think deeply about her feelings for the Sentinels, so he also tried to restrain himself and tried to make himself someone she absolutely trusted.
As time went by, the powerful inhibitor went from being taken once a week to four times a week, and now, in addition to Qianzhi's ordinary comfort, he needed to take the inhibitor again within 24 hours to keep his mind active and his remaining sanity.
The desire has long been impossible to quell, like piled snow that may collapse from the top of the mountain at any time and bury him and her.
A long tail extended from his tail vertebrae, and Ian's intrusive gaze roamed back and forth over Qianzhi, as if he was calculating where on her body his tail should be placed.
The hair on her neck tickled her and made her giggle.
Her chest, I can feel her soft rise and fall,
Or her belly, delicate to the touch, with a slight tremor when her tail lingered,
Then, there is her sticky warmth, which will wet the tip of the tail into clumps.
Theo set his jaw, knowing Ian's condition all too well.
It was an abyss of insatiable desire that had erupted in him, almost swallowing him whole.
Theo raised his arm and tapped the miniature light screen:
"Qianqian, please leave here quickly. I'll go call the medic over—"
"--It's useless, Theo." Chizhi interrupted him.
The snow-capped mountains had collapsed, and pheromones filled the entire room, like a man's helpless and hungry roar.
Sweet and fishy pheromones surrounded her body, invisibly encircling her layer by layer, surging unbearably, and licking her fingertips with the last bit of rationality, then shrinking back into the encirclement.
The girl in the middle seemed calm and composed, but in fact, the sweat that seeped out of her due to the bewitchment had already wet the gauze on her back, sticking stickyly to her body.
Even her neck was covered with beads of sweat.
"Qianqian, Ian is in a very bad condition now. He might hurt you. Be good. I'll call the medic over first. Once he's calmer, Qianqian will comfort him." Theo said gritting his teeth. He wanted to walk over and grab Qianzhi, but was immediately blocked by an invisible wall of mental power.
He watched Chizhi walk towards Ian.
The latter was half-kneeling on the ground. Feeling her approach, he almost couldn't wait to grab her hand, put his nose and lips on the palm of her hand, and sniffed it morbidly.
"There's no need for a medic to come, Theo," Qianzhi said softly, half squatting down, hugging Ian's neck, and kissing his forehead, which was already wet with sweat. "He shouldn't have to endure the pain of more drug treatment."
Theo opened his mouth, then closed it dejectedly.
No matter how jealous he was of Ian, he was still his friend, and he couldn't bear to see Ian suffer so much pain.
Because he knew the pain and suffering very well.
But he was so unwilling and jealous, so jealous that he hoped it was he who was suffering, so that he would be the one to be comforted, not Ian.
Theo walked out and closed the door of the room gently.
The man kneeling in front of Qianzhi had a dark light flashing in his dark blue eyes.
When the darkness of the disaster is eliminated, the girl's attention will finally shift away from human mercy. He must take advantage of her gentleness and kindness, seize this opportunity, and occupy her attention to the greatest extent.
Even if it means resorting to any means necessary and showing my vulnerability in front of her.
He wants to take a gamble.
"Ian, don't move." Qianzhi didn't notice the greedy gaze of the man next to her, and stretched out the vines, extending into his mental picture.
This time is different from the past. Ordinary spiritual comfort can eliminate negative emotions, but severe fever requires more and stronger spiritual entanglement.
Even worse than when he was comforting Theo before.
The black panther in the mental image was struggling in pain, but the moment Qianzhi touched his hot fur, the fur suddenly changed and turned into smooth skin.
Her gaze suddenly turned, and a naked man leaned towards her, his erect leopard eyes filled with wild desire.
The moment the man came over with a breathless kiss, Qianzhi concentrated and wrapped all the vines around him.
Outside the mental image, Qianzhi, who closed her eyes and put all her perception into the image, was placed on the sofa by Ian.
The pleasure of being entangled and soothed by the vines in the picture made the man raise his slender neck and breathe heavily. After a violent tremor, Ian opened his eyes, his larynx rolled, and stared at the girl who still had her eyes closed and was earnestly helping him to comfort herself in the mental picture.
The man frantically tore off her shoes, and his hands, covered with calluses from gunshot wounds, caressed her slender calves. His tongue rolled over her calves just as hungrily, scratching her snow-white skin until it turned red.
Ian straightened up, took a dark look at her calves covered with spots, then leaned over and kissed her sensitive neck. After feeling her trembling and unconscious gasping, he slowly moved his fingers to her lower abdomen.
"Qianqian."
"Qianqian."
Ian's voices sounded simultaneously from both inside and outside the mental image.
While stimulating her sensitive parts, he called her name seductively, tempting her to make a promise.
"Be my partner and stay with me forever."
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