What happened to Isaac?

"Well, redhead. What's your name?"

"Isaac."

"How do you spell that?"

"Ai-sa-k, double the s in the middle."

"Oh, found your file. Isaac, no last name, right? A bum...you're 36?"

"Yes, it is."

"You're barely locked up for a few days, huh? How does it feel to be released early?"

"It's not up to me to decide."

The morning after the fire, Isaac was lifted from his cell and now sat in an office opposite the warden.Because of the cold, he frequently rubbed his hands and drank his breath, and kept shaking his legs.

"36 years old, a normal man at this age has already married a wife and had children. Look at you. Let me tell you, it doesn't happen every time, prisoner. While there is still a little time in life to start over, I suggest Be a good person and don't come in again. Of course, people like you will definitely."

Isaac shrugged numbly.The warden bit off the cap of his pen, wrote something on the paper, took out one of the pages and handed it to the prison guard next to him, pointed at Isaac with his pen, and commented with a frown, "I said, you are a bit of a fucking weirdo."

"That's what everyone says, sir." Before Isaac was escorted away, he turned his head and grinned.His teeth are very white and neat, and the two canine teeth are pointed. There is nothing unusual about him, but people often stand in place when they look at them.

Isaac was taken away by the prison guards, and the warden sat alone in the office, hesitantly touched his chin for a while, raised his hand to look at his watch, and was startled—he was in a daze for nearly 10 minutes unconsciously.

During these 10 minutes, Isaac passed two checkpoints before arriving at the gate. There was a Chevrolet waiting outside, looking at the snow on the roof, and had been waiting for a long time.Maybe it was because of staying too long, the driver rolled down the window and poked his head out, his blond hair was dazzling in the morning light.

"24601, you are free." A prison guard pushed Isaac, and the iron door slowly opened in front of him, but he didn't move at all, with a hesitant expression on his face.Isaac was stunned for a while, until the blond driver with a splint on his hand got out of the car (his wings were still stuck on the car door) and asked what happened, he seemed to realize that he should walk over, Get in the car and leave the prison.

"Bang!" Isaac slammed the door, nestled in the passenger seat, packed the whole person into a ball, and made a purring sound like a cat.Xavier also got into the car, rolled up the windows, and the first thing he did was to remove the bandages and splints on his wrists, move his wrists, and start the car.

"Are you sleeping, Isaac?" he asked.

"not yet."

"Then do you want to drink, or go somewhere else?"

"What do you mean, you want to fuck me?"

"You saved me."

"It's just easy," Isaac raised his eyelids and looked at Xavier, "Then can you let me go?"

"No."

"Hey, boring."

"You've really troubled me, Isaac. Even a prison can't hold you. I'm convinced. I surrender to you. Okay. I'll see you personally in the future. Where am I and where are you?"

"It's boring."

"I don't want to be like this either. You have to know that I've been very, very busy recently, and I don't have time to take care of you at all," Xavier said, turning the steering wheel and turning around. "Then since you don't want to go anywhere, let's go straight home."

There was silence in the carriage for a while, Xavier heard a gurgling sound from the left, he pretended not to hear it, and tried hard to control himself not to laugh out loud.

"...I want to drink." Isaac muttered.

Xavier hummed noncommittally and slowed down.

"Let's go to the park."

"What park?"

"Anything is fine. Then find a place where no one is around."

"You're too much of a little girl, Isaac," Xavier said with a laugh, and Isaac clicked his tongue in exasperation.

The prison is far away from the urban area, and the weather along the way is not good, gray, wind and snow mixed with rain on the car window, the stereo is playing the recorded piano sheet music, and Xavier's slender fingers are dancing to the rhythm of the notes. Tapping on the steering wheel, none of them could catch the beat.Isaac noticed that the cheap silver ring on Xavier's ring finger was gone, replaced by a small ring on the little finger with the family crest engraved on it.

Isaac pointed to his hand and asked, "What about that?"

"What?" Xavier took a while to realize Isaac asked his wedding ring, "Heaven is more sensitive to this. To report to the leader, I don't know how many places I have to travel... Besides, I don't meet my status after all."

"Don't you feel sorry?"

"Over 200 years, Isaac."

"What kind of person is she?"

Hearing this question, Xavier couldn't help but smile on his face, but then he didn't say anything for a long time.Isaac was about to turn his head to look at him suspiciously when Xavier slammed on the brakes and both of them leaned forward.The car stopped in place for a while before Xavier said, "I don't really remember."

"It's been more than 200 years." Isaac said comfortingly.

For the rest of the journey, Xavier was visibly absent-minded.Isaac looked at him from the corner of his eye frequently, regretting that he had raised this question.It wasn't until the urban area that he came up with an idea to change the subject: "What about your home, your brothers and sisters?"

So Xavier thought for a while, and was about to answer, when suddenly a person jumped out in front of the car!Xavier stepped on the emergency brake quickly, but still hung the lunatic who blocked the car in front of the hood and pushed it for a while.

He unbuckled his seat belt in a panic and wanted to get out of the car to check, but the man sprang up after the car stopped, scrambled around, opened the door and climbed into the back seat.

Both Xavier and Isaac were taken aback, and turning their heads at the same time, Isaac first saw the wings on the back of this man, and Xavier noticed that this man was the Quan Angel colleague who had been drinking with him last time.

"Gordon?" Xavier asked.

"There is something wrong with you, Langdon," the angel known as Gordon waved his hand, and said out of breath, "There is an anonymous report that your demon may be involved in planning the escape, and they sent me to Investigate this."

"My God," Xavier pulled the car over to the side of the road, "well, but this demon was in prison before and after the fire, he stayed to save me, there was no escape, there are other people besides me The guards can prove it."

"Hmm...Understood. By the way, our entire conversation was recorded. Do you have any objections to this?"

"No."

"Okay, now the anonymous reporter suspects that your demon is an accomplice, for example, he may have participated in the transfer of prohibited items."

"This is unreasonable trouble. There are so many prisoners in the prison, and each of them may be a link in the chain. I don't rule out this possibility, but whoever advocates will provide evidence, let's talk about it with valid evidence."

"Well, well. But the file shows that it was a complete accident that you found your demon. You don't deny that, do you? Then, it is very likely that he was arrested on purpose and wanted to go to jail to pass something to the unicorn. And according to the information It shows that he," Angel Quan pointed to Isaac, "had indeed brought illegal items into the prison without permission."

Before Xavier could speak, Isaac was silent for a while, and reluctantly took out an old and rusty dog ​​tag from his pocket. There was no name on it, no date of birth, and only one coordinate. It was weird enough, but it was quite Personal items, without any modification, seem like a useless security.

"Are you sure it's this, demon?" Gordon asked. "It's verifiable, and if you lie, it's going to get worse."

"uh-huh."

"Then I'll take it away for a while, do you mind?"

"Can I refuse?" Isaac turned to look at Xavier.

"Better not," Xavier said.

So Isaac gave the dog tag to Gordon.

Gordon took the dog tag and put it in the bag, nodded to Xavier, and hurriedly opened the door to get out of the car.

Before he put the dog tag away, Xavier glanced at it. The coordinates on it were in the East End of London, around the place where he caught Isaac. Does that have any special significance?

**

After such an interruption, both of them were in a bad mood, and they found a nearby tavern. Isaac ordered a pint of beer, while Xavier drank nothing because he had to drive.Isaac wanted to find a place to sit, but Xavier asked him to take it away. The two walked to a nearby park and sat down on a bench by the artificial lake.The lake is surrounded by a circle of shrubs and groves, and on the opposite bank is a slope of lawn, surrounded by silence, and the environment is private and comfortable.

Isaac rested his chin and looked at the white geese playing with their necks in the water on the shore of the lake, narrowed his eyes, and rarely showed an almost gentle expression.

"You like geese?" Xavier asked.

Isaac glanced at him strangely: "How can a devil like anything casually? However, if all angels look like this, I might like you more."

Xavier didn't speak, he looked a little lost.

Ever since Xavier showed this expression, Isaac seemed a little uneasy.After hesitating for a while, he raised his elbow and bumped Xavier: "Don't do this, I hate seeing other people's dirty faces."

"Your attitude makes me feel that my punishment will never end." Xavier was still disappointed.

"Punishment?"

"I advise you to be kind."

"Ha, that's impossible," Isaac laughed, "I'll count you as unlucky, but don't get me wrong, I have no prejudice against you, I hate everyone."

As he spoke, Isaac tried to hit a wild duck mixed with geese with a stone, but Xavier grabbed his wrist: "Do you have to do this?"

"I want to ask you this too," Isaac said, breaking away from Xavier's hand. "What do you mean? I've never had such a boring experience. There were bushes behind me, and there was no one around. Sit up and dry."

"...What?" Xavier showed a blank expression.

"I thought you liked it a little more reserved. Well, I mean, men usually only agree to come to the park for one purpose, which is to fuck me in a chair in this kind of place. Does that make sense?"

Only then did Xavier realize what Isaac had misunderstood, and explained with a red face: "I don't want... I don't mean that to you. You said you wanted to come, so I will accompany you, that's it."

"That's it?" Isaac tilted his head to look at him. "The man in front of you is a succubus, Xavier. You can do anything."

Xavier's Adam's apple rolled nervously.

Honestly, even if Isaac wasn't a succubus, there would always be someone willing to fuck him.Traces left by others can always be found on his body, it is completely a tattered second-hand product, as if it doesn't matter if you add another foot-it can't be worse, and you don't need you to clean up the aftermath.

And, like Isaac said, with no one around, no one would know.Xavier suddenly began to feel that this place seemed really good for sex.

At this time, there was a rustling sound of stepping on the snow from behind, and whispered conversations between men and women, from far to near.This slight movement brought Xavier back to reality.

"So what if there are people? You can just fuck in."

"Please shut up." He subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover Isaac's astonishing mouth, and the succubus let out a mocking low laugh from his nasal cavity, and then, Xavier's palm was wet and soft Something slipped by, it was the tip of Isaac's tongue.Xavier quickly withdrew his hand, but the succubus smacked his lips and grinned for a while.

Xavier stood up very annoyed: "Listen, Isaac. I don't want to make a mess, but please stop using boring spells on me. I really hate this."

"Do you hate me?" Isaac raised his head and asked.

"It's not the same thing."

Isaac shrugged resentfully, stopped talking, and just kept drinking.

After a while, the wild duck, which was lucky enough to survive, couldn't get along with the geese, flapped its wings and flew away feeling bored.Isaac rolled his eyes to see it fly overhead, and sighed in amazement: "It's a drake. It's so fucking long."

Xavier was still sulking and didn't answer, and the atmosphere was so embarrassing that it was nauseating.

"I know it's not all your fault. It's just that there's something about you that's...well," he sighed. "Wait here for me."

Xavier walked to a distance, took a deep breath silently, and calmed down.Suddenly, he thought of something, grabbed the hair gel, trotted back to the car, took off his coat in the car, loosened his tie, unbuttoned a shirt, and sprayed another perfume on his wrist.After waiting for a while, he returned to the park and went straight to Isaac.

Isaac raised his eyes to look at him, held the cup, and said nothing.Xavier did not hesitate to meet his gaze, staring at him with probing eyes, but the succubus suddenly raised a glass to drink, blocking Xavier's sight.

Xavier asked softly: "Are you not talking because you are not sure?"

"What," Isaac put down the cup and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "what's not sure?"

"Like," said Xavier, "who am I?"

"Haha, you're so funny, Xavier." Isaac finished drinking with his head up, stuffed the glass into his arms, stood up and left.

Xavier trotted to follow, walking side by side with Isaac: "Has no one noticed before? Am I the first?"

Isaac flicked his tail irritably.

"Is that one of the reasons for your uneasiness?"

Isaac didn't answer.

"I've met people like that, Isaac, maybe..."

"Yeah, I can't make out the face, the whole world is a fucking stranger," Isaac interrupted irritably, "but what does that have to do with you?"

"I care about you."

As soon as the words fell, Isaac stopped suddenly, and Xavier slammed into his back.Just when he was wondering, Isaac turned around suddenly, forced him against the railing, and grabbed his collar: "No one has ever cared about me, and I don't need any care. Take care of yourself, Langdon... Xavier."

Xavier was completely in the shadow of the demon, but he was not afraid: "The days are too long, Isaac. Whether you want it or not, I will know more."

Isaac frowned, loosened his collar, and took two steps back in a daze.

It was a situation he had never experienced before, a person who did not desire his body but tried to understand him.Xavier smiled, but his kind expression made the succubus faintly afraid.

He becomes passive.

*The more common translation of Isaac is Isaac, and Isaac is a very early translation. Uncle Succubus is called Isaac because he is relatively old (?) Of course, the main reason is because I think "What's wrong with Isaac" "The name doesn't sound good (??

In other words, I think the face-blind setting is lustful.I haven't seen each other for a while, and Isaac will feel like a stranger is fucking me when I'm making out, it's too bad///I really like ntr