Embarrassment of Golden Dragon Tails

"Now, tonight's problem is solved." After casting the spell, Vera clapped her hands easily and looked around, looking very satisfied.However, when his eyes fell on Tails, his brows frowned, "My dear Tails, what are you doing?"

Tucking all the valuables he could find into a pink sheet, Tails replied impatiently, "What's the point? To make up for my loss, of course."

"Very good, that painting is good, remember to take it with you." Vera's eyes fell on a landscape painting, showing appreciation.

"Painting? This wooden frame is ugly and heavy. It doesn't look worth much at all."

"My dear Tails, you lack an appreciation for works of art. If I'm not mistaken, it can be exchanged for dozens of gold coins. Now, unframe the frame and mount the painting." See Tull Si started to disassemble the picture frame, Vera nodded with satisfaction, and continued to look for other valuables.

After leaving Tails' lair, under the cover of spells, they flew towards Tutan.Tails and Valar landed near a city with great walls.After returning to his human form, Tails immediately inspected his property.In less than three seconds, he uttered a mournful wail—the mage told him calmly: the rest of his property, all the property he had painstakingly brought out of the lair wrapped in a blanket, had all been wiped out. Left in the canyon under the cliff, there is nothing left.Before attacking Shafar, the mage hid those treasures behind a rock and prepared to take them away after finishing off the enemy.However, under the dragon wings, flames and the sweeping mountain wind, those properties had already fallen into the canyon together with the blanket, and there was nothing left.

After wailing tragically, Tails reluctantly accepted this reality, and sneaked into the city in front of him—Bernas City with the mage.After asking passers-by briefly, Vera took Tails straight to a very gorgeous looking house.Under the guidance of the mage, they walked around the garden with ease and turned inside.After that, they came to this small two-story building on the east side of the garden, knocked out the only two servants, and planned to "stay" here for a night.

There are not many rooms in this small building, the hall and servant's room are downstairs, and the reception room and bedrooms are upstairs.After Shi Fa laid down his defenses, enjoyed the "borrowed" dinner, and almost ransacked the small building, Vera and Tails finally felt tired and planned to rest.

This bedroom is all pink with heavy lace drapes around it.The rose red bed net embroidered with silver petals hangs down high, covering the soft bed.

The mage sat tiredly on the white carved armchair, leaning against the soft cushion, flexing and stretching his fingers regularly.He was still wearing the blanket, the disorientation spell was gone, and the blanket looked even tattered now.There were only women's clothes in the closet. Tails searched out a few skirts from the closet and threw them in front of Vera. He watched Vera's rare embarrassment with satisfaction, and before his expression became more dangerous, he threw him a pair of moon white dresses. sheet.

The mage didn't put on the sheet, and his slender black eyes looked at Tails thoughtfully.

The mage was dressed in tatters and looked embarrassed. Tails looked at him, his eyes moved down involuntarily, and fell on the mage's neck and collarbone.A burst of heat came to my heart, Tails coughed, and reservedly told the mage: "If there is no problem, I will go outside to watch the night, and you have a good rest."

The mage smiled meaningfully, and said softly in a cloyingly sweet voice, "Tals, how long has it been since you took a shower?"

"Three...five days?" Tails replied awkwardly.

"I haven't bathed for nearly a month." Vera stretched out her hands and stared at her fingers, "They still can't bear weight, my dear Tails, would you mind getting me some hot water?"

Although the mage didn't say anything, Tails' face turned red again.After being stunned for a moment, he nodded numbly, and rushed out to find the bathroom—nearly tripping over the picture frame thrown on the floor.

"Tals, the bathroom is here." Vera suppressed a smile and pointed to the small door in the corner of the bedroom.

"Despicable mage, why didn't you say it earlier?" Tails gritted his teeth and threw the picture frame to the corner, and opened the small door of the bathroom roughly.

The water temperature is just right.The mage stretched out his slender fingers to test the temperature.Then he began to untie the strips of cloth that tied the blanket.The blanket slid down, revealing the mage's thin and straight back, as well as the remaining faint welt marks.There was a throbbing in his heart, Tails didn't dare to look any more, and left the bathroom in embarrassment, intending to close the door.

The mage stopped him.

The blanket was hanging loosely around her waist, and Vera turned her head, with a smile on her mouth, and asked, "Tals, do you mind washing it together? And help me wipe my back by the way? You know, my fingers are not very flexible, it is difficult Wash your back."

Following the mage's movements, his tight waistline swayed slightly in front of Tails. Tails felt his head was burning. He walked back to the bathroom step by step, and walked towards the mage stiffly, even forgetting to close the door .

The door closed silently behind him.Vera tore off the blanket on her body, stepped on the moon-white terrazzo, stepped into the large copper bathtub, and lay down comfortably in the warm water heated by spells.

Tails was standing by the bathtub, his eyes were lost, and he felt that he was about to become a burnt deer leg.

"My dear Tails, what are you doing there? Come on, pass me the brush." ​​Vera stretched her legs comfortably in the bathtub and rubbed her arms gently.

The mage was soaked in warm water, his whole body was naked, his light brown skin was particularly conspicuous under the lingering steam.Tails didn't dare to look at him at all, for fear that the flame would burn him through.He grabbed the brush, turned his head, handed it to the mage, and waited for him to pick it up.

The mage didn't take the brush, but sighed softly: "Tals, help me." Tails had to force himself to look directly at the mage, put his arms around his back, and tried to help him sit up.To his surprise, Vera smiled, grabbed his neck, and whispered in his ear: "My dear Tais, what are you doing in a daze? If you don't hurry up, the water will be cold. "

The mage's warm breath hit Tails' eardrums, but in a moment, Tails' head exploded.The brush fell into the water and made a splash.Tails grabbed the back of the mage's neck with his right hand, and pinched the mage's chin with his left hand, forcing him to look up, and roughly sealed his mouth with his own lips.

Mage lips are thin and very soft.Tails was biting roughly, sucking his lower lip repeatedly, and biting with his canine teeth from time to time.The mage obviously felt pain. He frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and gently hugged Tails, allowing him to bite.Tails' breathing became heavier and heavier, and the range of gnawing was not limited to the lips, but began to expand to the surroundings.Tails stuck out his tongue, licked the mage's lips and cheeks, and lingered intently on the whip marks that hadn't faded.His tongue was rougher than a human's, scraping the mage's skin with a tingling tingle.The mage opened his eyes slightly, looked at his hazy side face, and whispered in a bewitching voice, "Tals, take off your clothes and come here. The water is going to be cold."

Tails let go of the mage briefly, tore off his clothes a few times, and stepped into the copper bathtub.The hot water made him even hotter. He half-kneeled in the bathtub, facing the mage, bent down, pressed on top of the mage, hooked the back of the mage's neck, forced him to sit up, pinched the mage's chin, and kissed it again.

The mage gently pushed him away and told him: "Tals, it should be like this." After that, he hooked Tails' shoulders, straightened up, met his lips, and gently branded them.After a short rub, he stuck out the tip of his tongue, nimbly pried open Tails' lips and teeth, poked it in, and repeatedly explored in his mouth, teasing his rough tip of the tongue.

Tails felt his head exploded again, he wished he could crush the person in front of him severely and tear him into pieces with his teeth, instead of suffering from such insignificant torture.

The hand that hooked the back of the mage's neck moved down slowly, kneading the mage's back gently, unknowingly, he and the mage's body were getting closer and closer...

Until... the mage let him go, smiled less than a foot from the tip of his nose, and told him: "My dear Tais, come and wipe my back."