Can I have a bite [Interstellar]

Berlin struggled and jumped off the roof, his face was frighteningly pale at this moment.

Lorenzo felt that his hand was empty, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his face was horrifying. He jumped down and walked towards Berlin step by step, pinching his wrist: "What are you running for?" He lowered his head and used The intimate tone of a lover whispered in Berlin's ear: "You, you, yourself, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you?" The wrist he held tightly exploded with astonishing strength.

The exact same face, the silver snake-shaped tail ring, and the murals here are all connected together.

With a loud "snap!", Berlin slapped Lorenzo's face with his free hand, his voice was haughty and indifferent with a hint of hatred: "Douhuaer, let go!"

The familiar name left Lorenzo without any hesitation. He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and pulled Berlin into his arms with his wrist. The two bodies were so close that they seemed to blend into each other's flesh and blood.

Lorenzo was completely impatient. He moved his eyes from Berlin's earlobe, which was becoming whiter in the dim light, to the end of his pale eyes: "Let go? Oh, don't let go, what can you do to me?"

***

When the Rose Army was at its peak, General Rose, apart from the captains of the four units, was accompanied by two people at any time. They were twins who looked alike, but had completely different personalities.

Brother Dylan and younger brother Darren.

Dylan has a lively but steady personality, while his younger brother Darren has a soft personality but is extremely smart.

During the battle of the Rose Army, these two children who were picked up by Cal from the garbage area were growing rapidly.

Now, Darren, who had died long before Dylan, did not have the obedient and obedient Berlin impression at all.

The shy person who would hide behind him has become Lorenzo Butisto, the prince of the planet. The person he personally buried is now standing in front of him, imprisoning him in his arms, showing no mercy to him. The horrible desire to hide.

Everything seems disconnected.

With scarlet eyes, pitch-black nails, and silver hair with pointed ears, this is indeed a vampire.

Berlin is dragged back to Lorenzo's room.

Lorenzo threw the man back onto his big bed: "If you don't pay attention, you will go where you shouldn't run." He knelt on the bed with one knee, pressed his body on it, and locked Berlin, his sight Moved inch by inch on Berlin's body: "Why don't you talk, I thought you would have a lot to say to me."

Berlin's face was terribly quiet, his light blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water, he raised his hand and slowly touched Lorenzo's face, in his stunned expression, he whispered without any waves :"you are still alive."

His finger slipped down and was caught by Lorenzo. He kissed him sideways, with an innocent smile on his face: "Oh, you can only do what you want to do if you live." Pressing Berlin's two wrists to his side, In Berlin's suddenly widening eyes, he lowered his head and kissed his pale lips.

He was so shocked that Berlin didn't resist immediately, until his breathing was burning hot, his panting became louder, his greasy tongue was intertwined, and it seemed that he wanted to swallow the root of his tongue together. Lorenzo on his body overturned with his backhand.

Without hesitation, he slapped it down.

"Crack." The sound could be heard very clearly in the room.

Lorenzo smiled, and pressed his tongue against his cheek: "You hit me for the second time tonight."

Berlin pinched the back of his neck and pressed on the bed, and the soft bed sank into a deep gap: "This is not something you should do to me, Dou Huaer, I remember I didn't teach you this" His voice was cold It seems that he has returned to the nobility and coldness of the former general.

Douhuaer, this name is so affectionate that only the former General Qiangwei would call him that.

"Heh~" Lorenzo laughed softly, his voice grew louder and his body was shaking, he turned his head to the backward Berlin and said: "I am the prince of the planet now, there is nothing I can't do!"

The moment the words fell, Berlin felt an unshakable force lift his whole body into the air, and the hands with black nails squeezed his two wrists together and buckled them heavily on the bed. He watched as Lorenzo took off the red hair band on his head, and then tied his wrists on top of his head in a leisurely way, and then Lorenzo rode on him, slowly and slowly With temptation, he unbuttoned his skirt: "You taught me so much, and also" he paused, deliberately letting Berlin feel his hot lower body: "taught me, what is... Desire. Hope. May I show you?"

***

Ukila had just washed up and sat in front of the mirror, when she heard the flustered footsteps outside, she pulled Ling on the wall.

The maid came in softly upon hearing Ling's voice, "My lord."

"It's midnight, what's going on outside?"

"The old butler is calling... bathing and lighting the lamp."

"What?!" Ukira stood up suddenly, her eyes were dyed red, and the comb in her hand seemed to be broken: "Who is it?"

The maid lowered her head and replied, "It was brought back by His Majesty the Prince a few days ago, that human being."

With a "bang", Ukira threw out the comb that had been broken in two, and said with a half-sound, "Get out!"

Maid: "...Yes."

Fort Saint-Guro, the lighting means that His Majesty the Prince hand-picked him to attend the bedchamber. All the work is done according to the layout of the princess. A bright red ruby ​​is placed at the entrance of the palace. The light from the ruby ​​reflects the palace red, it seems General lighting.

On the bed, the two confronted each other, and Berlin looked at Lorenzo above him indifferently, speechless for a moment.

The servants who came and went put the things in their hands in the corresponding places.

Lorenzo's scarlet eyes stared at Berlin: "Light things up."

The old butler in the house knew it, waved his hand and whispered a few words in the ear of a servant, and after a while, there was a vague fragrance in the house.

The light scent diffuses in the house, Berlin: "If you are not afraid of death, you can give it a try."

Lorenzo smiled, and said to all the servants in the house who were not yet busy: "Go out."

The light of the ruby ​​outside was reflected inside the house, and in the silent room, Berlin's pale lips said: "Darren, get off me!"

He didn't call Dou Hua, just called her name, Lorenzo knew he was angry.

"I do not……"

A sharp force flashed by, his calf numb, Berlin had already used the triangular twist of his arm to grab his head, and pushed him straight to the headpost of the bed.

Make a loud crash.

Berlin immediately jumped out of bed, and bit off the hairband that bound his wrist bit by bit.

His wrists are fair, and the red hair band sets off the whiteness of his wrists like water onions.

The hair tie fell to the ground, and Berlin walked to the table, picked up the kettle on the table, poured it into the cup stove that was burning with a strange fragrance, and "hissed" the smoke to disperse.

Lorenzo had already walked over. He still had a smile on his face and watched Berlin's movements with folded arms.

Berlin: "I won't sleep with blood, and I don't like men, and more importantly, I won't sleep with you."

"Then who do you want to be with? My brother?" Suddenly interrupted, mentioning Dylan, Berlin raised his eyes and looked over coldly.

With a mocking smile on Lorenzo's face, he continued, "So you chose him, but these are not important anymore, the important thing is that you will stay with me in this room for three days, don't you think I can't do anything, Cal."

Berlin looked at him expressionlessly.

Just like this, if you don't pay attention to him, it's as if you are sure that he won't do anything!After a while, Lorenzo smiled, went back to the bed and sat down, casually took out a cowhide-bound book from the bedside cabinet, and opened it.

Berlin watched as his face changed from gloomy to his usual casual smile. Is this still Darren?However, he is the real deal. No matter what the reason is for him to survive, it doesn’t matter what caused him to become Lorenzo for the time being. The grown-up child he brought with him is to a certain extent Berlin’s doting and vague About a little scared.

He is so smart, so smart that he can make use of everything. His pale eyes scanned the room and fixed on Lorenzo who was leaning on the bed and reading a book. An uneasy premonition broke out in his heart. He was frightened for a moment, and he was about to Walking to the door, he turned the locked doorknob. He lowered his eyes, took a step back, and kicked the lock away with a spinning kick... However, when he opened the door, he saw a layer of transparent glue floating on the door. The paper is smooth, soft and elastic to the touch.

this door...

Was put together.

"Darren, hold the door." He suddenly stopped, his body was unstable, and he subconsciously supported the wall. Everything in front of him was spinning. Slipped on the wall and fell to the ground.

"Snap." Closing the book, Lorenzo looked over, Berlin's mind quickly filtered, from the things he touched to everything, he suddenly looked up and looked into the cup stove that he had just extinguished incense.

"I ordered this incense to be made recently. It won't do much if it is lit, but." Lorenzo showed his small canine teeth: "If it is extinguished, it will have other effects."

A strange feeling slowly rose in his body. Without hesitation, Berlin slashed hard at his palm with the rapier on the snake-shaped ring, and the pain hit him, making him instantly clearer.

With the mellow smell of blood in the air, Lorenzo stared at his bloody palm, his eyes were scarlet like never before, and licked the corner of his mouth: "It's great~"

With a cold look on his face, Berlin rushed towards him mercilessly, and with an elbow hit, Lorenzo was shocked back a few steps.

There was thin thin sweat on Berlin's forehead, and his chest was heaving violently. He looked at the smiling Lorenzo, without much expression on his face, and had to get away in 30 seconds.

With a flexible body to block, the rapier on the index finger hit Lorenzo, and the power was not reduced. poked in.

"Pfft." There was a crackling sound of skin and flesh, and as Berlin fell backwards, he leaned against the bedside cabinet to barely support his body. The blood on the rapier gathered along the blade and flowed to the carpet in a small stream, submerging it .

The moment Berlin stabbed in, Lorenzo's arm twisted and spun like a lifeless clockwork, pinching the rapier that Berlin stabbed in, the rapier pierced his palm, and a large swath of blood bloomed.

"It's really merciless. It would be terrible if it stabbed my heart." Lorenzo raised his palm. Although the wound was healing, it was extremely slow. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on his hand bit by bit. .Jin, staring at Berlin without blinking, smiling alluringly.

Berlin slid heavily along the cabinet and sat on the ground. His face was soaked with sweat, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

Floating into the air, he subconsciously grasped Lorenzo's arm, but he could only hold it tightly and then fell powerlessly.

Lorenzo put the man on the bed, and Berlin almost immediately bowed up and curled up into a ball. His robe outlined a beautiful body line, his narrow waist and buttocks were wonderful.

The noble and indifferent look of his forbearance made Lorenzo put away the smile on his face. He stood by the bed, slowly took off the rest of his robe bit by bit, with his silver hair scattered, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him , off carelessly.

His robes fell on the expensive rug, and he got into bed.

Berlin's face was already buried in the quilt, and his fingers could not hold the silky quilt tightly. He restrained the shaking of his whole body and did not make a sound.

The person on the bed huddled up into a small ball, which was a rare show of weakness, revealing a beautiful curve from the white feet to the ankles, the toes were round and beautiful, and the exposed back. Every pore is stretching out the breath of temptation.

He lowered his head as if tempted, kissed on that beautiful ankle, and then swallowed heavily.

The pajama pants were slowly peeled off, and Berlin's face was always buried in the quilt, but the five fingers clenched on the quilt were getting closer and closer, and the warm breath came to his ears, with a smile: "You put my bed sheets all the way. Get wet."

The body was broken away effortlessly, the face trapped in the quilt was pale, the four eyes met, the aggression emanating from the **** chest was horrifying, he punched Lorenzo almost without hesitation However, the strength was still insufficient at this time, the elbow was caught and pressed heavily on the bed, the skin was pressed together, the wound on the palm was licked and licked lovingly, and the wound on the palm disappeared completely after a while, and the leg There were so many wet kisses on the face, and the scorching temperature, Berlin almost immediately covered his eyes with the back of his hand.

Until Lorenzo stroked his calf and opened his two beautiful straight long legs with his hands, Berlin finally spoke: "Darren, don't do this anymore."

His response was undeniable force.

Tossed by the waves, panting and entangled.

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