The mother was entangled and hidden in the deep cave. As far as the eye could see, there were only endless tentacles and slippery mucus, but the surging love prevailed, and all kinds of dark thoughts were forcibly suppressed into the dark abyss. The tentacles struggled and stopped about three or four inches away from Elvis.
It is already disobedient to release the tentacles secretly without being able to suppress the main body, and it is wrong to go against the wishes of the insect mother.
He suppressed his anger and slowly filled up the cracks on his face that were emitting a faint glow, restoring them to a smooth surface. His dark blue vertical pupils stared at the sleeping Elvis with fascination and eagerness.
But, I really like it...
"Ding—you have…" The room's own mechanical sound rang out, and before he could finish his words, Boyce's coiled tentacles swung towards the metallic wall at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
I don't know how he did it, but the entire wall was hammered with great force until there was a sudden dent, but the whole process was silent and unbelievably quiet.
The electronic sound seemed to be stuck, "Zizi..."
Boyce's eyes were fierce, but he had been with Elvis since he was born and had never left Gedsons. He knew nothing about this kind of technological product. He had clearly noticed the source of the sound and interrupted it, but the sound was still crackling.
The soft tentacles extending from his back meandered to Elvis' ears and gently covered his ears.
Then Boyce opened the door with a gloomy face.
——The guy outside the door can definitely be dealt with.
Although there was metal all around, he could already smell the unpleasant odor before the sound of the machine was heard.
——It was the bug that persuaded the bug queen to change her mind and return to the spaceship.
Elvis found the desolate garbage planet endearing because they were alone and could spend some private time together, but Boyce found the garbage planet particularly appealing.
Boyce longed to be with Elvis. On weekdays, the Zerg guards kept her company, and only in the smaller bedroom, which was smaller than the entire palace, was he and Elvis's private space.
Therefore, although his shell had been ripped apart by the storm in the space cracks, leaving him stranded in an unknown spacetime, he was still with his beloved insect queen, and would even soon have a time just the two of them. To the extremely possessive Boyce, this was undoubtedly too good to be true.
——But everything was lost because of this damn bug.
Although it was Ives's decision, Boyce would never blame his insect mother.
The Worm Queen is always right.
He obeyed the arrangements of the Insect Mother, but that didn't mean he would forget the culprit of this incident.
Might as well be in the Zerg.
The monster in human skin thought darkly,
——At least in the Zerg, the entire bedroom can accommodate his body.
As the door opened, the mechanical sound of the machine stopped abruptly.
What came towards him was a cold murderous intent filled with malice.
Alan raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the monster disguised as a human.
The monster looked down at him condescendingly, its dark blue vertical pupils filled with undisguised disgust. Countless tentacles stretched out from behind the monster and swayed in the air, its densely packed fleshy teeth looking ferocious and brutal.
He looked away, wanting to hold his breath and stop craving for the distant sunlight. But he could still clearly smell the sweet scent that had always haunted him.
However, the rich sweetness was entangled with the cold blood, as if it was domineeringly declaring sovereignty, and the extremely strong possessiveness carefully locked up all the tiny spaces, which was a chilling bondage.
With just a quick glance, the chilling breath seemed to pass by my ears, leaving a trace of blood.
After Bloody caught the sweetness on the tip of Allen's nose, he slowly wrapped around it and retreated, greedily and satisfied.
Alan's face was pale, as if he was being pressed down by a huge mountain. Boyce's vicious and bloody pheromones were wandering maliciously throughout the space, making him feel as creepy as if he was being targeted by a large predator.
"We are about to arrive at planet S-359. There is a barrier outside the planet, and the spacecraft will be a little bumpy." The female soldier in tattered clothes had a stiff attitude and tried her best not to kneel on the spot.
Boyce nodded to indicate that he understood, and then his dark blue pupils stared coldly at the pale-faced female soldier.
Alan naturally noticed his cold attitude.
The monster in human skin before them never paid them any attention. Everything about him revolved around the beautiful female insect inside the house. Even if he and Colvin hadn't brought Ivis out of the desert, this monster, absolutely loyal to its tamer, would have crawled to Ivis's side and protected him tightly under its body.
Alan sneered at his own delusions and turned away.
…
Elvis slept in a remarkably comfortable sleep. Although Boyce had protected him well in the spatial rift, the complete awakening of his spiritual power and the growth of his wings had previously consumed a great deal of his energy. After waking up in the other world, he was still preoccupied by Boyce's disappearance. After relaxing, he fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Although the bed under him was too hard at first, someone soon understood him well enough to replace it with a soft and flexible mattress.
With Boyce guarding him, Elvis was completely relaxed and not on guard at all.
His husband was always the one he trusted most. They had been together since they were still young. It was he who chose Beuys, and Beuys never backed down, firmly holding on to his position as his husband despite successive challenges.
The handsome man looked peaceful, with full of security and trust. Even his loose pajamas could not hide his extremely perfect body lines. His chest muscles were soft and full, which was so tempting that one would blush at the first sight.
The tall Zerg stared at Elvis without blinking, and only lowered his eyelids when he saw the thick light golden eyelashes tremble slightly.
Without even opening his eyes, Elvis felt the obsessed and burning gaze. He casually grabbed it and found that it was indeed a tentacle with dry cracks and fine lines.
Chapter 9
Wherever I looked, everything was dark and gloomy.
This room was the largest and most luxurious room on the small spaceship. All the supporting facilities were carefully matched, but it originally belonged to the male insect Eric.
Therefore, when it was decided to reserve the room for Elvis, the facilities inside were replaced with new ones.
Although they are all expensive accessories and fabrics, they are very different from the overall decoration style, revealing a clear sense of separation.
Although Boyce did not understand the various technologies on the spacecraft, he knew that he had to provide the most comfortable environment for the insect queen.
Therefore, the thin and dense tentacles twisted and intertwined around the bed to form a barrier, firmly blocking out all the lights in the room.
So when Elvis woke up, he found that the originally bright and open house was now filled with darkness.
But the darkness did not obscure Elvis's vision.
The Zerg, with countless tentacles of varying thickness extending from its back beside the bed, was tall, with brown skin and a wild and untamable ferocious aura.
Elvis lying on the bed is reflected by the layers of winding tentacles. His snow-white skin looks more transparent and fragile, and his smooth muscles are sexy yet uniquely thrilling.
Beuys was clearly looking down from a high position, but his dark blue vertical pupils were focused and scorching, like a tall, ferocious beast, squatting there with its head lowered to look down at its master. No matter how much advantage it had, it could only submit loyally and obey.
"Ives..."
The tall Zerg let out a low, intimate hum from his throat.
The dry tentacles nestled neatly between Elvis's bony fingers, as if knowing that they had made a mistake. They drooped their heads and curled up their tips, while not forgetting to carefully close their teeth.
Elvis kneaded the tentacle in his hand with interest, then slowly sat up and looked around.
He and Boyce were surrounded by countless tentacles, making it airtight and even light could only unfortunately stop in their tracks.
Beneath him was a mat woven from interwoven tentacles. The wriggling suction cups and the sharp, intricate teeth in the middle were all covered by the soft side, striving to give him the softest and most comfortable feeling.
Although this mat looks strange and scary, as if it reveals deep greed and malice, it has to be said that it is indeed extremely comfortable.
Elvis released the tentacle in his hand and watched it rub against his palm reluctantly for a few times before slowly withdrawing.
"I knew you wouldn't be able to hold out for long." The insect mother raised her head and looked at her husband again, saying jokingly, "It's a good thing I issued my dear husband a license to offend long ago."
The tall Zerg slowly squatted in front of the Zerg Mother, its gloomy dark blue vertical pupils staring at the Zerg Mother's beautiful blue eyes as deep as the sea, showing a bit of eagerness.
"I don't mean to blame you." Elvis rubbed the handsome and cold side of his husband's face. Seeing that he had made a strange expression on his face, a smile appeared on his handsome face.
He had indeed never thought of letting Boyce maintain his human form forever, without revealing even a trace of his true form.
The reason I mentioned this punishment at the time was because the sticky liquid was so disgusting. My whole body was wet, and my breath was filled with Boyce's bloody and cold pheromones.
But after the anger at that time, this punishment seemed more like an ambiguous agreement between them.
They have always been like this.
Boyce always does many things that make the Worm Mother angry, but those are all the possessiveness indulged by the Worm Mother.
Although Ives always did whatever he wanted in front of Beuys, without caring about his image and dignity, there is still a difference between being unreasonable and being reasonable.
Even though he knew Boyce didn't care.
But he still needed a small excuse to make a fuss.
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