[Bungo Stray Dogs] Dragon Boy

Falling to the ground with his lover in his arms, the pattern on Nakahara Chuya's body that represents the opening of filth gradually disappeared.As a mature man, to be honest, he was a little embarrassed to know that Shuo would know all the stupidity of his childhood this time.After all, from the memories he learned, his lover was calm and intelligent since he was a child, very precocious, not to mention being stupid, he didn't even have the experience of laughing a little bit.

Learning omnipotence, growth rate is terrifying, and the appearance of bloody battles is dazzling and unbelievable - when he knew that dragons really existed, and his lover was a real dragon, he was really stunned.

It's just... nothing to do with those.

"What an idiot..." Nakahara Chuya whispered after kissing his sleeping lover's forehead. "I love Yabuki Sakuya, whether it's a human or a dragon, it has nothing to do with my love for you."

It was the first time to analyze my own mind, and to say such a sweet confession.Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't control his blushing, staring at his unaware lover, he kissed a few more times fiercely.Then he glanced aside sharply.

John Steinbeck held his fractured right hand in his left hand, limped, and after meeting the eyes of the young mafioso, he became stiff uncontrollably, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.But even so, he didn't dare to move an inch, and even pulled out a stiff and ugly harmless smile: "Hey, I said... I didn't see anything..." Although the world view has been plowed again, he swore that he would definitely There is no knowing what needs to be silenced.

What Zhongyuan Zhongya said just now was so low that he didn't hear anything.

John Steinbeck felt that the little man's sight was like a knife, and for just a few seconds, he had the illusion that the flesh had been gouged out.Fortunately, the other party withdrew his gaze, turned around and prepared to leave with the strange white-haired young man in his arms.

——Although he was the enemy, he still couldn't help but say: "That one over there... don't you care?"

"Let him die."

Very callous answer.

Then, the other party used a different ability and quickly disappeared from the field of vision.John Steinbeck felt that now was probably the perfect opportunity to kill that man named Osamu Dazai.It's just that as long as he thinks of himself who was completely controlled and teased by the other party with words just now, he can't take a step closer.

It's terrible—it's no longer a human being, but a demon in human skin.Otherwise, how can you see people's hearts so thoroughly?

So, with a complicated expression, he limped away.

Osamu Dazai fell on a large piece of gravel, weeds and fallen branches, the blood on his forehead had already congealed, and his breath...was very weak.However, it shouldn't be a problem to survive until he is picked up by the detective agency, but what kind of treatment he will face after being picked up is another matter.

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Did you forget something?

When Nakahara was hugging his lover and lying on the bed in their shared home, he was lost in thought as he looked at the ceiling with the crystal chandelier hanging on it—ah, speaking of it, if it was a dragon, Shuo would definitely be more I like shiny things.The decoration of the home needs to be changed again... (Yumeno Hisaku: Ah, ah!)

The lover's dragon form has completely disappeared, and the soft and smooth long white hair is unrestrained.Zhong Yuanzhong also held a strand of hair, the soft hair was slightly cool, and soon after holding it in the palm of his hand, it was quickly assimilated by his body temperature - just like the bodies of the two people who are close to each other at this moment.Through the thin shirt, the trousers had already been thrown on the ground, and Zhongyuan Zhong also hugged him tightly with satisfaction, and the four long legs under the quilt were intertwined without distinction.

Shuo's body temperature was always slightly lower than that of ordinary people, probably because of his speech spirit.He didn't feel it himself, but Nakahara knew that his lover actually liked the temperature of being warmed by him.

Knowing that his lover is browsing his own memory, Nakahara also felt that he had to do something - all the time is at his disposal now, and his task is to save Q... Um, I remembered... Q Woolen cloth?

Zhong Yuan stopped touching his phone to take a picture, but after five seconds, he took out his phone.

It's okay, Dazai is still there.

He and Shuo hadn't taken a photo together yet, not to mention a group photo in his phone, not even a single photo.Thinking of the last time Dazai secretly photographed the magazine that was published like a joke, Nakahara turned on the camera and smiled grinningly at the same time - Dazai really wanted to beat him up again!

Raising the phone with one hand, Zhong Yuan approached his lover, the tip of his nose deftly hooked up the few strands of hair that were hanging down to cover his lover's face, and put them behind his ears.Then he pressed his forehead against his forehead, and pressed his fingers while smiling involuntarily.

Time freezes, and the appearance of the lovers with their foreheads pressed against their foreheads freezes on the small screen.Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the photos, then at the people, then at the photos, and then at the people—how good-looking his Jiashuo looked!

Set the desktop-standby screen successfully—pro!

Sakuya Yabuki opened his eyes in a daze, and felt his lips being bitten, playing with his teeth and the tip of his tongue bit by bit.The familiar breath and temperature made him feel lazy, and he let out a vague cry.

"Zhongye."

The lips are parted, and in the hazy vision, the familiar blue eyes of the lover are close at hand.

"Are you awake?" Nakahara Nakahara observed his lover carefully, and felt the feeling of facing his mother when he came home too late in his childhood for a long time. "Suo?"

Yabuki Sakuya nodded in a small arc: "What's wrong?"

As if nothing happened - this attitude made Zhong Yuanzhong a little unpredictable, he carefully kissed the young man's beautiful eyebrows, and gently pressed his lips against the slender pure white eyelashes.The lips moved down, pecked and kissed the straight bridge of the nose, the thin lips, the slightly rosy corners of the mouth, the gracefully curved jaw—then bit the slightly protruding Adam's apple.

"Aren't you going to tell me something?" He mumbled with the gap between his teeth, and the tip of his tongue always rubbed against the small Adam's apple that was not very well-behaved because of speaking.

Under the quilt, the thighs were also forcefully squeezed between the lover's legs, rubbing against each other vaguely.

Sakuya Yabuki raised his hand and touched the dark orange head buried in his throat: "What are you talking about... Chuya was so cute when I was a child. Small, obedient and obedient. At home, he is a little milk cat. Outside It's Little Wild Leopard."

"Huh? Can you really say that in the late stage of sister control?" Loosening his teeth, this time, Zhong Yuanzhong also buried his face in the neck of his lover.

They tacitly did not mention those too painful pasts, because the wounds have already been left, and no matter how much they heal the scars will not disappear.Instead of being obsessed with nothing, what they want to do more is-to be by each other's side, and walk the next road together forever.

Just when the atmosphere between the two was warming up silently, and they were about to do something, Zhongya Zhongya even remembered the condom and KY he had prepared a long time ago - Zhongya Zhongya's cell phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent.

What should I do... At this time, even if it was the boss's call, he didn't want to answer it.

Sakuya Yabuki, who was teased out of breath, bent his legs and pressed his knee against his lover's belly: "Boss's phone."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at him, a few strands of hair were wet and stuck to his face with the seeping sweat, his eyes were deep and sexy, and he was in a mess.So Yabuki Sakuya kissed him again, his body temperature was a little low, until now he didn't have a drop of sweat except his whole body was hot.

Therefore, I especially favor lovers whose body is full of hormones and whose temperature keeps rising.

Zhong also has not discovered that if his current temperature is measured with a thermometer, it is enough to burn his brain out more than a dozen times.But Yabuki Sakuya vaguely felt that this was probably a normal situation of swallowing dragon's blood—however, there seemed to be something else, he didn't think of it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also squinted his eyes, and didn't care about the phone that kept ringing. After a while, the phone quieted down.

Yabuki Sakuya suddenly felt that something...was not good.

Because he felt that something too hot was arrogantly pressing against his bent calf.Wait, wait... Sakuya Yabuki couldn't help opening his eyes wide, remembering the myths he had heard.

There is such a sentence in the description of the dragon.

【Dragon-sex-ben-kinky】

It's not that he rejects having a closer relationship with Zhong Ye, but he hasn't learned how to do it yet!What if the middle school is also injured!At present, it is known that men are also divided into top and bottom, but the specific operation process has not yet come, remembering that Yabuki Sakuya, who learned from Dazai, was a little flustered.

Zhong Yuanzhong also licked his somewhat dry lips, and focused his fiery gaze on the soft and moist lips of the young man below him at all times——then respectfully kissed him according to his inner calling.

The tip of the tongue breaks through the level familiarly, sweeps the white teeth, and then entangles the soft kind to suck the sweet liquid.Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his body, stroked along the waistline of the young man with one hand, and held the ankle of his long leg, which was weakly resisted.

The fingers with thin calluses gently stroked the delicate skin there, and then slowly moved up.

Sakuya Yabuki couldn't resist the person he loved teasing him so much, so he simply broke the can and believed that the boat would be straight when it reached the bridge, and responded enthusiastically.

A smile flashed across Nakahara Nakaya's eyes, and with the other hand he had already groped to find KY in the small cabinet next to the bed—it was the smell of milk that Shuo liked.Looking at his lover who closed his eyes and kissed him, he hooked the slender and powerful waist.

[Suo... Our time is still very long. ]

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When Yabuki woke up, he felt that his eyes were swollen, and his waist and some unspeakable parts were sore and tired that he couldn't help moaning.The scene of being made to cry last night, begging his lover to let go with a trembling voice flashed through his mind frame by frame——his face turned red uncontrollably.

Damn it, dragon blood is so effective! ?

The white-haired young man who had eaten his own bitter fruit raised his hands to cover his face, and could smell the fragrance of shower gel.

Up, up and down...he...he didn't really care about it, but Yabuki Sakumo felt a little pain in his self-esteem when he was made to cry.How could he cry out... his mind is full of hallucinations, right?

then.

"Good morning, Shuo."

Zhong Yuanzhong also came in with a bowl of vegetable porridge and a cup of hot milk.

He was full of energy and high spirits, exuding a particularly smug aura—clearly told his lover that last night was definitely not a hallucination.

Sakuya Yabuki put down his hands, just in time to meet those smiling blue eyes.

...foul, he thought.He clearly knew that he was most at a loss for those eyes.

"Good morning, Chuya." There was a slight smile in the hoarse voice.Yabuki frowned.

Anyway, he likes it——

Do the most intimate things with the people you love the most.

The author has something to say:

Shuo's past finally decided to put a side story... (*￣︶￣) Do you feel my malice?No car Oh, really no, I swear, absolutely no.Oops, my head still hurts a bit, I choose to sleep.