The Bad Man of Another World

Lin Lin looked at Delevingne, his brows were slightly frowned, but instead of getting angry with Delevingne, he asked him: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you have any objections when I expanded myself before? Now it's just It's just a medicine, why do you mind?"

"I just want to help you." Draven whispered, his tone softened a bit: "Let me help you, okay? Are we partners?"

Lin Lin was silent. In fact, he knew that it was unreasonable for him not to let Delevingne touch his back. As Delevingne said, they were partners, and it was only natural that he would be angry if he was so guarded against him.

Although the knot is hard to get rid of, it is not a solution for him to be so resistant all the time.Lin Lin sighed silently and compromised.

Forget it, it's just taking medicine anyway, since Delevingne wants to help him take medicine, let him do it.

"Okay." Lin Lin slowly turned over and lay down on the soft bed. Delevingne was naturally happy to see that he agreed, and immediately opened the ointment to help Lin Lin treat the wound behind him.

Lin Lin lay his head sideways on the pillow, feeling Delevingne's hands parting his hips, he couldn't help becoming a little nervous, his feet slightly straightened.

As if aware of the uneasiness in his heart, Delevingne touched Lin Lin's head soothingly, and then applied the cold ointment on it. When his finger touched the hole, Lin Lin bit his lower lip slightly, feeling the pain in his heart. It's not that I hate the weird head, but I can't say I like it either.

He never thought of being a victim himself.

Draven was very careful and gentle in helping Lin Lin apply the medicine, which made the process of applying the medicine a little slow. Lin Lin waited silently. When Draven finished taking the medicine, he immediately sat up and looked Underpants to wear.

"Here." Delevingne held Lin Lin's cotton boxer briefs in his hand. Lin Lin wanted to take it, but Delevingne raised his feet to help him put it on.

"..." Lin Lin was a little speechless with his feet up in the sky, and just watched Draven help him put on his underwear. In the end, Draven touched his bulge with his hand.

on purpose.Lin Lin glanced at Delevingne, and was a little bit agitated by his touch, but because Delevingne was not normal tonight, so he didn't plan to have sex with him, lest he accidentally let him guard him The one-year-old chrysanthemum was devastated again.

After putting on the boxer briefs, Lin Lin felt a little more at ease, but he still put on the pajama pants as an extra layer of insurance. If it was before, he would have slept with Delevingne in his leopard-print low-waisted briefs.

Now I don’t dare to play like that anymore. The self-abuse-style seduction in the past has already become a black history. Knowing that Delevingne didn’t like to touch him at that time, he opened his buttocks and bumped into the muzzle of the gun. It hurt and swelled I was bleeding, and I could only endure it silently, and I still couldn't say anything.

If you do it yourself, you can't blame others.

Lin Lin exhaled, crawled to the head of the bed to look at the little cub, then kissed its furry head, and then pulled the quilt to sleep. Delevingne held him in his arms as usual, with his hands on on his waist.

Lin Lin didn't fall asleep immediately, but closed his eyes and waited for a while, making sure that Delevingne would not do anything else tonight, then he was completely relieved and fell asleep gradually.

In the darkness, with a pair of bright eyes, Delevingne looked at Lin Lin who was sleeping soundly, his gaze fell from his fair face to his slender neck, and then to his collarbone.

Lin Lin was wearing pajamas with the skirt slightly open, and he could see two collarbones and a small piece of white chest.

Delevingne's fingers quietly hooked Lin Lin's skirt, and then pulled it away, looking at Lin Lin's two dots through the neckline. They were red and a bit pale, but because of his fair complexion, they were still conspicuous. .

When the two played with the rope before, Delevingne purposely used the rope to squeeze Lin Lin's chest in between. The originally flat chest with no flesh was slightly swollen by his squeezing with the rope, and it felt a little fleshy. At that time, he played with Lin Lin's chest for a long time, making the two dots so red and swollen that they were about to bleed, and even picked out some of the liquid he ejaculated from Lin Lin's back and wiped it on.

Draven remembered that at that time, Lin Lin frowned and trembled on the bed. He obviously suggested to play like this, but he couldn't help begging for mercy, and whispered to him: "It hurts..."

Now he and Lin Lin's husband and wife life is too clear, so clean that Draven can't help but miss the past, but he will not treat Lin Lin like that again. If Lin Lin is afraid of being treated like that again, he will Let him know that he will never let him hurt again.

So, don't be afraid.

Delevingne gently let go of Lin Lin's collar, and the collar fell down, covering the spring scenery.

Lin Lin woke up the next day, and Delevingne had already made his breakfast, and the cub woke up too, and peed on the handle of the basket with one foot raised.

Lin Lin remembered that Draven had said before that he would train it to go to the toilet, so he raised his hand to pat the little boy on the head, but when the little boy raised his head and stared at him with its clear golden eyes, Lin Lin immediately I can't do it anymore.

On the other hand, Delevingne patted the little boy on the head very simply. Although the strength was not strong, the little boy still "whimpered" and looked at Delevingne with eyes full of watery golden eyes, but Delevingne Wen didn't appreciate it, he grabbed it by the back of the neck with his big hand and took it to the toilet.

Lin Lin saw the little boy being held up by Delevingne like a garbage bag, and felt distressed. When Delevingne came back, he said to him unhappy: "You just Can't you hug it? Do you have to carry it like that?"

"Animals always hold their cubs by the back of their necks." Delevingne explained, bringing the meat porridge to Lin Lin to eat.

"Our son is not an animal." Lin Lin took the porridge and complained while eating.

"Before it can transform into a human form, it's best to raise it as an animal." Delevingne said, he knew more about raising orc cubs than Lin Lin, because that's how he was raised.

Lin Lin still had an opinion. Draven wanted to tell Lin Lin that the way of raising children in his world was not suitable for orc cubs. Happy.

"You're not in good health yet, so don't go out for the next half month, and take care of yourself at home. It's winter anyway, and your friends don't like to come out." Delevingne served Lin Lin for dinner, and discussed with him by the way.

Lin Lin thought for a while, and heard that women have to confinement after giving birth. Although he is a man, there is no such thing as female confinement in this world, but for the sake of his own body, it is better to be careful, so he nodded agreed.

Although Lin Lin didn't go out, his friends braved the severe cold to see him one after another, and took a look at his cub by the way. Lin Lin naturally welcomed the arrival of his friends. This uncle hugs, and that uncle squeezes for a while, making it so small that it is scared, and the crippled doghouse stays in it, quiet and quiet.

Delevingne didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this. He took the cub out of the kennel, carried it to Lin Lin, and said with a smile, "Your son drove the lame leg out of the kennel, and he's lying on his stomach inside."

"What!" Lin Lin's eyes widened: "So overbearing!"

Delevingne thought he was going to talk about the boy, but Lin Lin grinned, hugged the boy and kissed him, smiling, "It really is my son, like me!"

Delevingne was speechless for a moment, feeling that Lin Lin was indeed doting on the little boy.

After more than ten days, when Lin Lin's friends were almost here, Sicily came to see him. He expected that the first ten days would be the peak period for visitors, so he deliberately avoided it.

When Draven saw Sicily coming, he received Sicily as politely and gently as he received other females, but there was no room for him and Lin Lin to be alone, and he stayed with Lin Lin the whole time.

Lin Lin showed Sicily the little boy, who had calmed down after taking turns to "pick up guests" like a devil a few days ago, and stayed obediently in Sicily's arms, licking his paws.

"It's so cute!" Sicily looked very happy, holding the cub for a while and looked at it carefully, then looked at Lin Lin: "It looks like you!"

Delevingne drank his tea and didn't speak, wondering how Sicily saw Lin Lin's shadow from his son's furry "cat" face.

No one knows what an orc cub will look like until it transforms into a human.

"I feel like me too!" Lin Lin actually agreed.

"..." Delevingne drank tea silently, watching the two men talking nonsense with their eyes open.

Because Draven was sitting next to Lin Lin, Sicily was not too close to Lin Lin. He sat for a while and then left. After he left, Lin Lin looked at Draven and asked him: "When my other friends come , why didn't I see you accompany me all the time?"

"I have nothing to do today, so I'll be with you." Delevingne said with a smile, and handed the fragrant tea to Lin Lin's mouth: "Come, take a sip."

"Oh." Lin Lin drank, not noticing that while he was drinking tea, Delevingne rested his chin on his hand, staring deeply at his lips moistened by tea.

In the evening, Draven applied the medicine on Lin Lin before going to bed as usual. After half a month of recuperation, the wound behind Lin Lin's back was almost healed, and his recovery ability has always been good.

Draven was helping Lin Lin apply the medicine while observing Lin Lin. Lin Lin lay on the pillow and teased the little boy with his fingers. He was not as nervous as he was the night before, and he had already let down a lot of vigilance towards Draven.

Delevingne put on the cold plaster and tried to insert a finger into Lin Lin's body.

Lin Lin, who was having fun with the kid, stiffened suddenly, then twisted his buttocks, and took the initiative to leave Delevingne's fingers, then sat on the quilt and looked at him nervously, with his underwear and pajama pants hanging on his knees.

Lin Lin stared straight at Draven, but did not speak, Draven closed the lid of the plaster as if nothing had happened, took the towel and wiped his hands, then smiled gently at Lin Lin: "Okay, let's go to sleep. "

Lin Lin stared at him for a while, then nervously pulled up the underwear and pajama pants hanging on his knees, put them on, and lay down.

Lin Lin likes to sleep on his side, but today he sleeps in a flat position, which can best protect his chrysanthemum.

Delevingne obviously knew that Lin Lin had raised his guard against him again. He hugged Lin Lin with his usual expression, touched his swollen belly with his hands, and said to him softly: "When your back is completely healed, Shall we do it?"

Lin Lin's body became a little stiff again, he was silent for a while, and then answered ambiguously: "Let's talk when we are done."

"En." Delevingne responded gently, not looking too anxious, he raised his head and kissed Lin Lin's lips, then got out of bed and turned off the lights.

The room was plunged into darkness, Lin Lin watched Delevingne walking towards him with gloomy eyes, and suddenly felt a little scared.

Why are you afraid?Lin Lin couldn't tell, and Delevingne wouldn't force him, but when Delevingne lay down next to him again, his body flinched, and certain images from the past came to mind.

The feet were spread far apart, the mouth was gagged with a towel, the hands were tied behind the back, the backyard was ruthlessly penetrated...

Lin Lin put aside his thoughts and forced himself not to think about the past.

"What's wrong?" Delevingne asked, seemingly not aware of Lin Lin's abnormality.

"...It's getting colder."

"I hug you."

"...No, it's warm again after the quilt is covered."

"It's okay, I'll hug you."

"...um...um."