He refused to let go of the bone.
The surging emotions were surrounded by joy, and all the dark and sinister evil thoughts were lurking under the abyss of haze.
"drop--"
The door automatically opened after sensing the owner of the house. After waiting for a long time, the two owners at the door did not come in, and a crisp reminder sound was made.
Ives put his arm around Boyce's neck again, his porcelain-white fingertips carelessly rubbing the protruding vertebrae on the back of the tall Zerg's neck. "What are you daydreaming about? Come in quickly."
He passed the buck without hesitation, as if he had never touched the heartstrings of this ferocious beast with his words.
The tall Zerg who was bribed by just two words hugged his partner and walked into the house obediently.
"drop--"
The door slowly closed with a warning sound, blocking out the outside light, which was replaced by panels of light inside the house.
The soft light was bright but not glaring. Beuys gently placed Ives on the bed, his bent posture pious yet revealing a crazy obsession.
Elvis felt the fiery gaze lingering on him, and the tip of the snow-white snake tail lightly brushed across Boyce's chest.
Boyce's body was tight, and his beautiful muscles reflected perfect curves under his clothes.
Elvis raised the corner of his lips, lazily grabbed Boyce's collar, and exerted a little force, and the tall Zerg on his body bent down.
The blond youth smiled brightly and left a tooth mark on the tall Zerg's seemingly cold but surprisingly soft lips. Without waiting for the tall Zerg to greedily demand more, the snake's tail pressed against Boyce's chest and slowly pushed him away: "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."
Elvis had curved eyebrows and was incredibly handsome, but the words that came out of his thin red lips were soft but firm.
Boyce closed his eyes, and his vertical pupils had turned into thin lines in his endurance.
He lowered his head and took the tip of the snake's tail, which was still coiling around his chest, into his mouth, and gnashed his teeth lightly with restraint and forbearance.
"Hmm--" The scream that escaped from his throat was forcibly swallowed by his owner and turned into a hoarse groan.
The tender tip of the snake's tail is covered with tiny scales as thin as a cicada's wings, which provide almost no protection and greatly increase the touch there.
Now it was held in the warm mouth, with the hard tips of the teeth pressing against it, and a tremor arose as if an electric current was running along the spine directly to the brain.
A blush appeared on Elvis's jade-white cheeks, and his azure starry eyes were filled with a thin layer of mist, and a handsome yet fragile beauty came to his face.
But soon, Boyce was knocked over by Canjin's mental power and fell to the ground with a "thump".
The tall Zerg that was overturned opened his eyes and sighed regretfully.
"Boyce." Elvis's eerie voice came from above, with a hoarse aftertaste at the end.
"Here." Boyce climbed up swiftly and lay down on the bed under Ivis' warning gaze, burying his head in Ivis' neck like a spoiled big dog.
"I was wrong."
"Hmph." Elvis grabbed the tall Zerg's ear and squeezed it viciously.
Boyce, with his thick skin and flesh, felt nothing at all. A deep crack appeared on his solid back, and several tentacles stretched out to wrap Elvis tightly.
"I'll coax Elvis..." A low voice brushed softly beside his ear, "We'll go to sleep."
Elvis ruffled the tall Zerg's hair in a mocking manner, but closed his eyes as he was told.
Elvis was indeed tired.
What happened today broke his guess, but also allowed the sun to shine out the dark waves.
In the familiar embrace, smelling the familiar pheromones, he seemed to fall into a soft deep ocean, relaxed and at ease.
After an unknown amount of time, layers of surging waves continued to surge past, and Elvis frowned, forced to wake up from the sweet sense of security.
He seemed to be trapped in a hood, with only a vague and shallow perception of the outside world.
But even so, the overwhelming hatred and sadness still overwhelmed him like an irresistible tide.
Countless voices were screaming and roaring. Harsh, sharp... sickening.
The dirty black shadow kept twisting and squirming, trying madly to get closer, full of vicious hatred.
Elvis turned his face away in disgust. He had no idea where he was, but the murderous intent he felt towards the dirty shadow was so strong that he could hardly control himself.
Where was Beuys? Where was his Beuys?
…
A dark, flowing slime, a huge, snow-white palace stained with indelible stains, a desolate planet littered with limbs...
There was also a huge monster lying on the ground.
The dark golden shell had lost its luster, and its thick, powerful tentacles stretched to the ground, devoid of any elasticity. Its large, dark blue pupils were filled with longing, dim and lifeless.
Beuys...
His husband...
...dead.
Elvis's mind was in a mess, and there was a buzzing in his ears mixed with incessant screams.
The azure eyes moved woodenly to the dirty black shadows that kept rushing towards them but were blocked by the invisible barrier.
A tremendous hatred mixed with sadness burned from his heart, and the scorched earth was annihilated inch by inch under the blazing flames.
Everything is hateful.
Including himself.
"Strange beast..."
When I woke up, fiery red clouds occupied most of the sky, and the golden and red afterglow of the setting sun created a magnificent scene.
Alan had been waiting outside the door for some time.
Boyce had noticed him the moment he approached, but Elvis, who looked relaxed in his arms, his cheeks flushed from sleep, seemed to be emitting a soft glow. How could Boyce possibly wake his partner for Allen's sake?
The tall Zerg, seemingly unaware, contentedly grasped a strand of golden hair, placed it between his nose and took a careful, deep breath, as if he had fallen into an endless dream, his expression infatuated and intoxicated.
"Boyce!"
The hurried tone of voice made the tall Zerg suddenly let go, but the tension of being discovered had not yet spread from his heart, and the ferocious murderous intent had spread from his chest to every limb.
"Ivis?" Boyce kept kissing the handsome face of his partner in his arms, trying to ease his partner's fear with intimacy.
Who is it?
Who touched his partner without knowing the consequences?
The inky black water in the spiritual sea gently wrapped around the trembling golden spiritual ball. The murderous intent like a volcanic eruption was filled with heartache.
"I'm here. I've always been here."
Elvis's azure eyes were out of focus, and his snow-white snake tail tightly wrapped around the tall Zerg on his body with ferocious force.
With Boyce's constant comfort, Elvis's heaving chest gradually calmed down.
He grabbed the tall Zerg by the hair and kissed him viciously.
This kiss wasn't gentle at all. It was fierce, filled with an unconscious fear.
"Boyce, if you dare to die before me, I will find countless more husbands, and we will kiss like this, on the bed you once lay on... well—"
Elvis's unfinished words were drowned between his lips.
This time, Boyce grabbed the saliva in Ivis' mouth like a mad dog, without any trace of the gentleness he had just shown.
"It can only be me..."
"Only me, no one else." Crazy words escaped from his lips and tongue, revealing a strong possessiveness and frantic murderous intent.
"If there's someone else, I'll kill him."
As their lips and tongues intertwined, the barely audible words drifted away. "Then I'll lock you up, with a big belly."
Chapter 39
The handsome blond king's belly would bulge out in a distinct arc, and his tight abdominal muscles would be stretched so that the original clear outline could not be seen, leaving only slight undulations.
The holy and flawless white wings were weakly entangled with the golden hair, which spread out wetly and messily. A thin layer of sweat soaked the forehead, and the light golden eyelashes were wet with tears, sticking together in strands.
In the dark cave, there was only two figures entangled in each other at all times, day and night.
The monster described the scene he imagined in a hoarse voice. When he thought that Elvis would only have eyes for him from now on, and that his figure could only be reflected in those beautiful blue eyes, ecstasy and satisfaction occupied his entire mind crazily.
Boyce had imagined countless times that he would lock his partner in a deep cave, shivering with dampness all over his body, but he had forced himself to suppress the fantasy countless times amid Ivis's nonchalant smile.
At this moment, I finally expressed what I had wanted to say countless times but stopped myself from saying.
…
The sky became completely dark, and the stars in the night sky twinkled, then gradually disappeared as time passed.
The deep blue night sky faded, and grayish white took over the sky.
The sunlight and the dazzling silver light that came with it awakened the quiet planet.
The moment Elvis opened his eyes, he spread his wings and blew the tall Zerg who was taking a nap with his eyes closed off the bed.
Boyce allowed himself to fall off the bed under the force of his master, who had really used all his strength but still could not be called "vicious". He waited until his body actually made contact with the ground with a dull sound, then he quietly got up and returned to the bed.
Elvis felt the strange soreness and weakness in every part of his body caused by exhaustion. The blush on his handsome face, which was a sign of peaceful sleep, had not yet faded, but a gloomy look had already spread.
After exerting force, all kinds of hidden discomforts came one after another, and it seemed that the roots of the wings still retained the heat from friction.
The vague memories of the fragmented scene of her sobbing and begging for mercy last night made Elvis's expression even more gloomy.
The well-fed beast retracted its claws and fangs and moved quietly to please its partner.
The moderate massage did not improve Elvis's expression. He grabbed Boyce's ear and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the chaotic breath from the outside.
The image transmitted back by his mental power made Elvis raise his eyebrows slightly. He recalled something and his expression calmed down.
"I want to go out." He slapped away the tentacles that were trying to wrap around his waist. In the shallow golden light, the snow-white wings gradually disappeared, and the snow-white, slender snake tail transformed into a pair of straight, sleek and well-proportioned legs.
Boyce sighed regretfully, his gaze lingering on the golden stars floating in the air for a long time, and a low cry came from his throat.
"It's a shame for you." Ives sneered and grabbed Boyce's ear again.
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