That's why the rebels would send back a male insect that is no longer useful. What's more, they can get some supplies in return. Why not do it?
But seeing that these female soldiers directly called them rebels, I guess Alvin and the others have already declared war on the male insects.
"That's right. You ran away when you saw us. It's unlikely that you are Alvin's subordinates." Elvis said slowly.
He did not speak harshly, but his tone was calm yet carried unquestionable authority.
He was obviously about the same height as the female soldiers, but they seemed to see a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes sitting on a gorgeous and noble throne, looking down at everyone from a high position.
Behind the throne hovers a strange and indescribable dark monster, as if it came from the bottomless abyss, devoutly and fanatically guarding the noble king.
It’s just that the golden-haired king’s snow-white and soft skin is too delicate, which is contradictory and beautiful with his perfect muscle lines that are firm, tight and flexible. It is a silent temptation that is more powerful than words.
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The female soldier lowered her head in panic, hiding all her inappropriate greed and instinctive closeness.
"You guys go." The handsome and proud but delicate blond king whose skin would turn red at the touch glanced down lightly. The tall and silent Zerg behind him stepped forward and circled the noble king. The atmosphere between them was soft, tacit and full of tension.
The female soldier silently watched as the tall Zerg, with a strong possessiveness, wrapped his arms around her thin waist. They walked slowly and steadily away from the small and simple spaceship.
…
"Boyce!" As soon as he walked out of the spaceship, the tall Zerg turned into a huge monster.
Elvis leaped up with his mental power surrounding Canjin, sat down steadily, and grabbed the thick tentacles that wanted to wrap around his waist. His voice was slightly hoarse, with the low and magnetic nature of a man's forbearance.
The warning in his tone lost all its force because of the red corners of his eyes and the beautiful blue eyes that were misted with a thin layer of water.
The compound eyes took in all the beautiful scenery, and the twisted monster let out a low, long roar. Elvis clearly felt that the waves in the jealous monster's spiritual sea were becoming more and more outrageous.
"I let them go because these military females must send Eric back to Planet Ged. This is a great victory for the female insects."
"Alvin and the others couldn't possibly reveal our information because we were their last resort. But when those female soldiers saw us, they tried to flee. But after we stopped them, they opened the hatch. It's obvious they knew about us, and it wasn't just out of caution against the large alien creatures."
"It seems the 'Consul' we encountered issued notices quite quickly..."
Elvis's voice fell silent. He tried to hold back, but a hint of anger was already rising in his voice: "Boyce!"
The huge monster let out a low, intimate and soothing roar, and its thick tentacles wrapped around the soft body of the blond king, wrapping him up tightly and protecting him.
I was wrong.
Elvis clearly interpreted the meaning of the neighing.
"You're so brave! It's been a while since I've punished you, right?" The blond king, his eyes flushed, felt a slight tickle and spoke in a gloomy tone. His perfectly curved red lips were rubbed with deep and shallow marks.
The twisted and delighted monster carefully arranged his clothes, but unfortunately his flattering actions made the already decent clothes messy.
Boyce moved the tip of the tentacle away awkwardly. He no longer had the brutality and cruelty he had before. He was like a clumsy large domestic dog that was trying to please its owner but didn't know how.
The tentacles that were connected end to end no longer moved around, but settled back down on the delicate and beautiful ankles, rubbing against the ankle bones that were as soft as jade.
Chapter 19
"Now you know how to please me."
The handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes angrily grabbed the tentacle that was dangling around but unable to find its way, and bit it without any hesitation.
The warm breath carried a light, moist vapor, the sharp mouthparts of the huge monster moved without causing any pain or itchiness, and the intimate low moans were full of pleading and flattering.
He wasn't particularly angry. In fact, Elvis was completely relaxed from beginning to end. He knew that Boyce would never hurt him, no matter what. With that in mind, he felt confident and relaxed, and naturally wasn't nervous.
The reason why he was a little unhappy was that Boyce was so bold that he started to stir up trouble in his spiritual sea before leaving the spaceship.
Even the golden mental power that he had left there was submerged by the dark tide as if it were real, and was trapped wetly in an endless and ferocious cage.
Perhaps more of them are angry and embarrassed.
But Ives never dwells on these emotions.
It's always just a momentary resentment, but when the breeze blows away the dust, what comes out is always the inseparable affection that has lasted for many years.
The handsome king with golden hair was extremely concerned about his image. He had to be dignified and elegant in front of all creatures except Boyce. However, today he was almost thrown out of control by the turbulent mental power.
Although he knew that it would be absolutely impossible for this paranoid and obsessed monster to allow such a situation to happen given its terrifyingly strong possessiveness, and even the thought of it would make the beast go crazy with jealousy, the hateful Zerg's fearless attitude still made him angry.
In front of Beuys, he didn't need to worry about his image or reason. Sometimes, he even didn't need a reason to lose his temper for no reason.
"You just went too far! I explained everything to you, and you didn't stop, Boyce!"
Elvis spat out the soft tentacle with shallow teeth marks. The marks on his rosy thin lips gradually disappeared. His expression was arrogant with gnashing anger, and his snow-white skin turned red. Handsomeness and beauty were intertwined in contradiction. The gorgeousness was so aggressive and thrilling that it made the whole world pale in comparison.
——Another point that concerned him was that the abominable monster acted recklessly while he was explaining.
The noble insect mother is condescending to explain for her husband!
But there was no way the huge jealous monster would stop.
He suppressed the dark desire to force his partner to stay in the dark cave formed by his body at all times, but he could never erase the slightest possessive desire.
He was obsessed with every inch of the blond king and was fascinated by the elegance and self-control in every move.
The strange-looking Zerg chirped softly, and their docile appearance was strange and out of place.
But he was also madly obsessed with all of Elvis's bad tempers and all of his difficult and picky nature.
——This is a scenery that only he can see.
The huge dark blue pupils were extremely deep and dark, and the hidden compound eyes could clearly see every move of the handsome young man on the shell.
The thick and nimble tentacles tightly surrounded and protected the insect mother, allowing her partner, who was still angry, to bring up old grudges and accuse her of all her faults.
——The meat is already in the mouth, the raging sea of jealousy has subsided, the itch that was scratching the shoe has been satisfied, and the ferocious beast, having eaten and drunk its fill, is willing to be taught a lesson by its angry and humiliated partner.
Anyway, he is thick-skinned and can tolerate being beaten or scolded.
An indulgent smile flashed across his dark blue eyes.
Elvis was well protected, and the storms during the voyage could not disturb him at all. He was counting the "evidence of crimes" from who knows how many years ago, and gradually became tired.
Hearing the pleasant sound gradually fade away, the tentacles rolled up the small, lustrous jade and brought it to the insect mother's lips.
Elvis paused. He always suspected that Boyce had an oversized carry-on bag.
From the moment he was born, Boyce always gave Elvis what he wanted at the first opportunity.
Like this time when he broke through space and fell into another time and space, if Beuys was not there, Elvis would have lived well, but definitely not as happy and comfortable as he is now.
His extremely delicate skin could not wear rough clothes. Most of the precious and rare fabrics were so rough that they would leave light red marks on his snow-white skin.
The food that the Zerg Queen eats on a daily basis is also rich in energy and delicious. Although Boyce cannot provide her with the same exquisite food as when she was in the Zerg, she will never be short of energy.
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Every aspect, every detail.
Feeling the eagerness of the tentacles wriggling, Elvis snorted coldly, but opened his mouth obediently, chewing and swallowing slowly to replenish his energy.
Even if he doesn't eat, Boyce has hundreds of ways to get energy into his body to replenish his consumption.
When it comes to energy replenishment, Boyce, who is known for his obedience, is incredibly tough.
The blond king thought of something, his handsome face darkened, and there was a trace of shame in his beautiful blue eyes.
After eating the jade, the feeling of fullness brought by the energy replenishment was accompanied by drowsiness, which came like a tide and surrounded Elvis.
The huge monster vibrated and let out soft soothing moans, and the gentle and regular patting of the tentacles made the few remaining awake people disappear.
The trust that comes from the heart also emits an alluring luster in the dark sleep, and Elvis's long eyelashes quietly cast a small, quiet shadow.
The dark universe was silent, and it seemed that there were only the sleeping blond king and his loyal, treacherous and unapproachable abyss monster in this world.
They rely on each other, forming an inseparable perfect circle. They have become part of each other's bones and blood, and even injuries cannot separate them.
This journey, which has no destination because the commander has fallen into a deep sleep, seems to have no end, but eternal wandering may be a different kind of reward for the monster sailing in the vast universe.
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The first time Ives felt Boyce's toughness was when Boyce was still a young Zerg that could not transform.
The periods when Beuys was weak and at the mercy of insects were few and far between.
The egg shape after birth and the adaptation period of just a few months after hatching are all that matters.
When he was still a young Zerg and could not transform into anthropomorphic form, he could easily wave his tentacles and protect the Zerg Queen closely behind him with a strong possessiveness in front of other higher Zerg.
Maybe I want to be forever
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