What happened to Isaac?

If you want Isaac to comment on Xavier, one sentence is essential: this angel is so fucking weird.

At the table, Isaac smelled a faint smell of sulfur mixed with the smell of poor-quality tea.Devils always smell of sulfur, and almost all the devils in England drink tea—some devils have been here before, but although the tables and chairs are full of scars, none of them are left from fighting.

"It seems that you have a lot of friends." He said, while holding his breath to listen to the movement in the room, then quietly moved to the window, and touched lightly on the edge of the window tentatively, nothing happened; then he tried to push The window immediately felt the slight sting of static electricity, but the window remained motionless.Isaac frowned, shook his hand that was shocked, and didn't try again.

At the same time, Xavier was holding a newspaper half a year ago that was originally used as a pad for the foot of the bed, and he was also holding his breath listening to the movement outside. He thought he would hear the reckless demon because he touched the formation. Yelling, but nothing.He was silent for a while before answering through the door: "Yes, sometimes they will come."

The living room was very damp and cold, and Isaac quickly got into the bedroom trembling.

"You've had a rough time, man," he said. "You haven't been in two years, have you?"

"Stop talking to me like this, as if you are my old man," Xavier held an upside-down newspaper in his hand, raised his eyes to look at him from behind the newspaper, and chuckled twice "Six pounds a shilling sir, can you get me something to eat now?"

Isaac showed a troubled expression.

Xavier found that the newspaper was upside down, and turned it over: "Don't be afraid, I'm not picky eaters."

Isaac remained where he was.

"Oh, come on," Xavier put down the newspaper, looking alarmed, "you can't do anything?"

Isaac didn't speak, but his long tail wagged guiltily.

"...I really don't know who is serving whom." Xavier was silent for a while, his expression was as if he wanted to beat Isaac, or beat himself who bought Isaac for some reason, but he didn't .Xavier just stood up resignedly, and greeted Isaac into the kitchen: "I'm making a vegetable soup now, you watch from the side, and then I hope it will be your turn to make it tomorrow, is that okay?"

After hearing Xavier's words, Isaac nodded hastily.However, when he stood by and watched, it was like a leader inspecting an office or a teacher supervising elementary school students.The tail flicked back and forth idly, always scratching Xavier's calf, which made him feel weird and embarrassed to say it.

Maybe the three views of succubus are different, maybe this is normal for them?

Is it normal to hook your tail around a stranger's calf and rub it lightly?

Xavier, who might be being harassed by a succubus, started messing around in the kitchen like a war.He cut the spinach in half, because he heard the sizzling sound of boiling water overflowing into the fire, he threw away the knife and went to rescue the sizzling pot; because the pot was very hot, he started looking for kitchen cotton cloths everywhere thick gloves.

Seeing such a turbulent scene, Isaac stopped wagging his tail and wanted to shake his head.He thought, if he knew from the beginning that this angel's culinary skills were like this, then he might as well let him figure it out by himself, anyway, he wouldn't be able to do worse than this anyway.

While the process was bewildering, what Xavier ended up with was barely doable.He gave half of the extra steamed potatoes to Isaac, who didn't tell him that he didn't have the habit of eating, but just murmured, "Thank you."

As soon as Xavier sat down, he received a letter from a white dove, which also smelled of sulfur, and was sent by a demon.He only took it apart and glanced at it, then pressed it under the plate casually.

Isaac looked puzzled.

"I've got a lazy one to do me a favor," Xavier said, "but it's a letter that should have arrived a month ago, and it's not too late for me to eat dinner."

After not more than 2 minutes, there was another sound of paws rubbing against the window sill outside the window.Xavier opened the window to see that the pigeon went back and forth. He took a look at the letter box on its leg, squeezed its neck, and brought it into the room: "She said that the matter was settled ten days ago. Well, the carrier pigeon asked me to deal with it as I like, so it should mean giving it to me to eat, right? Try it tomorrow."

Hearing this, the fat white pigeon cried out "Coo!"The bird's heart was beating fast, and its frantic flapping of its wings almost slapped Xavier in the face. It broke free with a yell, and ran around the room like a bullet, and finally landed on Isaac's shoulder.Perhaps it was reassured by the similar demonic breath, and it gradually calmed down under Isaac's teasing.

What a ghost, Xavier thought, I'm the one with the wings.

"Do you think it would be delicious to bake with apples stuffed in its stomach? I saw others doing goose like this." Isaac thought seriously.

He stroked the pigeon's feathers like a lover's hair, but the words that came out of his mouth were full of demons: "Don't mess around, I'll kill it tomorrow and try." His tone was undeniable, as if he already had a master The posture of calling the shots.

After hearing this, the white dove realized that she had been entrusted to no one, and yelled "Goo!" and flew up. Unfortunately, this time Xavier was prepared and put it in a small iron box for catching mice.

The white pigeon rolled its eyeballs in vain, and could only turn its neck slightly in the narrow grid, and could no longer "coo" out.

"Of course you can do some work if you want, but don't think that if I know a few demons, I will automatically call you brothers and sisters," Xavier pointed to the small box vigilantly and emphasized, "When I go out, don't make small moves. Otherwise I'll catch you like I caught him."

"Hey." Isaac was not intimidated at all, sat back on his chair, and ate bread with vegetable soup.If Xavier hadn't reacted quickly enough, his own share would have slipped into Isaac's stomach.

After the meal, Xavier originally planned to ask Isaac to wash the dishes, but he forgot to consider that the devil's nails are very sharp. It was not until Isaac scratched a mark on his most expensive plate that he hurriedly stopped in pain.Isaac was driven aside with nothing to do.

"Go away," Xavier said, "you're in the way."

Isaac was upset, he just wanted to confront him, and purposely dawdled beside him: "Then where should I go?"

"……come here."

Under Isaac's ambiguous gaze, Xavier took the initiative to lift his clothes, saw that the wound had scabbed over with the help of the demon's extraordinary self-healing ability and medicine, and quickly sent away the idle demon who smelled strange Take a bath, and Xavier took over the washing of the dishes alone, which was very painful.

how could be?Xavier thought, how can anyone pay a lot of money for a master who doesn't do any work like me?

He threw the rag into the water bitterly, and made up his mind: It is impossible to wash the dishes. I want to cut his nails, and he must wash them tomorrow.

While Xavier was rubbing the bowl sullenly, the sharp claws tapped his shoulder lightly - the hot Isaac was freshly baked, and his body was naked, which surprised Xavier who just turned his head.

"... Where are your clothes?" Xavier couldn't find his tongue, and didn't know where to put his eyes.

"It's wet, but I'll wash it."

"Then you go to the cabinet to find a new set now, be careful with your hands, you will never end with scratching my coat."

Isaac uttered strange words from his throat again, probably meaning that he knew, and then he walked away from Xavier naked like this, and disappeared behind the wooden door of the bedroom.He did wash himself very clean, and only when he got close could he smell the devilish, almost imperceptible sulfur smell, and under the cover of this smell there was another kind of obscene sweetness.

In an unavoidable glance, Xavier noticed the womb-shaped kinky lines on his lower abdomen, which startled him.Xavier realized that the tall slave he had bought home was a succubus female though it was a man, meaning you could entertain your nastiest desires on him, you could hurt him and he would heal quickly.He even has the ability to conceive, though succubi often give birth to dead babies or disasters.

Forgive his debauchery, Xavier thought, nature is hard to change after all.

But at the same time, he also made up his mind that he must never sleep with the succubus.He has only been an angel for a few years, how can he bear this.

It was bedtime, and Xavier was turning off the lights.Isaac still asked to sleep in the bed together, but Xavier firmly refused.

Isaac then stared at him silently, not speaking, but his eyes were moist.This abandoned dog-like look makes the angel's heart soften for a moment, and after he softens, he begins to feel in a trance: the erect nipples of this demon floating under the thin clothes become extremely conspicuous, and the wheat-colored skin is like a well-baked bread. He couldn't take his gaze away from Isaac's Adam's Apple rolling up and down.

All of a sudden, Xavier felt that Isaac was sexy and frank. He was a big stupid girl among men. He was not British. He almost agreed to take off his clothes and sleep together—of course he didn’t in the end, because Isaac When casting a spell on him, he couldn't help but sneezed, and the spell became invalid.

Xavier, who stared wide-eyed, and Isaac, who rubbed his nose, looked at each other.The first thought in Isaac's mind was that the bird man's eyes were so artificially blue, and the second thought was, fuck it.

Xavier quickly came to his senses. When he thought that he was almost in heat with this strong man who was six feet tall and his wrist was two times thicker than his own, he wanted to beat Isaac immediately, or The hothead who bought Isaac beat himself up, but there was nothing.Xavier just blew out the candle with a gesture of spitting, and lay down resentfully.

When Isaac failed, he became furious and loudly reprimanded the angel for his indifference, but the vigilant Xavier remained unmoved: "Yes, my heart is like a stone."

In the end, he only gave Isaac a pillow, not even a quilt, because he had only one himself.

After a while, Isaac, who failed to climb the bed three times, seemed to accept the fate of sleeping on the floor. The two of them became quiet, and the night outside the window was drowsy.

As soon as Isaac lay down on the ground, he seemed to disappear, as if his tomorrow would never come again.I heard that Succubus has a very high prevalence of depression, will he die of sadness?

Xavier tossed and turned, worried and got out of bed to test it out.Isaac is not dead, he is alive, his pulse is beating powerfully, but he just forgot to breathe.Xavier sighed helplessly, and was about to lie down again, but accidentally glimpsed Isaac's future.

He saw Isaac clashing with someone in a dimly lit tavern. The demon was very fierce at first, but after a while he showed unbearable fatigue, full of loopholes, and was quickly thrown to the ground due to a mistake.The man rode on him and gave him a punch, a second punch, and when the third punch was about to land, the waiter stopped him: Please, don't hit him here.

So the man stood up staggeringly, and dragged the demon into the alley, and there was an ambiguous sound in the dark.More than half an hour later, only Isaac walked out slowly, put on his belt, and put his torn coat back on his shoulders, walking in a slightly awkward posture.

Isaac walked, smoking a cigarette silently for a while, the hand holding the cigarette was covered with dried blood, both his own and that person's.The orange-red smoke melted into the distant sunlight, as if he was inhaling a sun that came from someone who didn't know.

He just wandered the streets by himself, passing everyone, looking as if he had just crawled out of a grave, or was thinking of going back to bed.There was no sadness, no regret, no resentment and pain in his expression, and of course, no joy.

Xavier only saw this one clip, but enough was enough.He lay down, sleepless.

At this moment, Isaac sneezed suddenly, curled up tremblingly, and the tip of his tail quivered uneasily from time to time.Xavier sighed, got up from the bed again, covered Isaac with the only quilt, and fell asleep covering his wings in the worry and cold.

He didn't know that there was a demon under the bed that raised his eyelids after he lay down, and stared at him from bottom to top all night.

Like maybe a butterfly just flapped its wings in Liverpool harbor at this time and would it start a hurricane?Xavier knew nothing about it.In the end, he just paid for a not-so-warm sheet.

The female succubus means that he can only do 0, and doing 1 is not a performance (is it so miserable)

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