Pharaoh

The icy stone wall against which the back was attached, the cold air transmitted by the white linen penetrated into the depths of the skin little by little. The Egyptian prince huddled his body and leaned tightly against the stone wall, leaning his whole body weight on it.

He closed his eyes tightly and hugged his head, shrinking his body smaller and smaller because of too much fear.

The brown hand that abruptly swept over the side of his head slammed heavily on the wall behind him, and the overturned arm cut off his last escape route, and at the same time it seemed to cut off the air outside.

The surrounding air became hot and stuffy little by little, almost making it impossible for him to breathe smoothly.

"What are you afraid of?"

The voice of the young pharaoh could not reveal a ripple and indifference came from above.

But Yu Yu still closed his eyes tightly and hugged his head, his thin shoulders tensed, not daring to raise his head.

He didn't dare to look at those cold crimson pupils even for a second.

What is he afraid of?

- I don't need you anymore -

That day, he looked at Brother Wang standing there, looking at him like a stranger with coldness and emotionlessness.

Formless and distorted air stretches infinite distances between each other.

He didn't even want to recall the fear that even the hot sun shone on his body, it was so cold that his blood froze.

【Dia——】

Yugi held his breath and called out to his monster from the bottom of his heart.

Already frightened by the sudden news, his mind went blank at this moment, he just reflexively wanted to escape.

In his heart, he desperately shouted the name of the monster that could take him away in an instant, urging the other party to appear quickly.

As he wished, the response of the person whose name he called soon appeared in the depths of his mind.

"fool."

Diabondo's contemptuous reprimand sounded clearly in his head.

There was obvious impatience in that voice, with a tone full of contempt.

"I'm not interested in getting into trouble with you idiot and Pharaoh!"

After such a sarcasm, Diabondo decisively cut off the connection between him and the game, perhaps running away in extreme impatience to prevent the game from continuing to harass, and there was no more movement.

The loud scolding of the idiot that shook Brother Wang's head into a dizzy state made him startled suddenly, and his mind, which was so panicked to the point of fear and even completely lost his reason because of the sudden incident, finally cleared up a little bit.

He paused and opened his eyes.

The blond boy king pressed his arms to his side, using his own body as a wall to confine him in an extremely narrow space.

The young Pharaoh leaned down slightly, the drenched golden forehead hair was hanging down against his brown cheeks, and he could almost feel the heat of his breath gently passing over the hair on his forehead.

A drop of water rolled down along the tips of the still wet blond hair, just when Wang Di opened his eyes, it dripped down, and fell on the brown arm close to Wang Di's eyes, leaving a little shiny water stains.

The water drop that suddenly fell from the sky in front of his eyes...

The heavy strength of the hand that the young king ruthlessly covered half of his cheek...

He looked at the traces of the water shining brightly from the sun oozing out from between Brother Wang's fingers...

That strange feeling that suddenly filled his entire chest so full that he couldn't stop giggling...

That scene suddenly flashed quickly in the depths of the game's mind at this moment.

Those images were so clear and vivid that he was even more at a loss at this moment, he could only hesitate to maintain that posture and not know what to do.

The room was very quiet, only the sound of two people breathing lightly and shallowly.

After a long time, the young pharaoh finally made a move.

He let go of his hand, stood up straight, turned and walked away.

Youyou opened his eyes wide and watched Yatum turn around and walk away from him. He suddenly had an urge to reach out and grab him, but the lingering fear that spread throughout his body still made him put that urge I suppressed it hard, but still didn't dare to move.

He looked at the back of Yatum, the water droplets on the moist blond hair slowly dripped onto the shiny bright brown back skin, and the moist golden forehead hair stuck to his cheeks, covering the side of the young king half of the cheek.

Now, it is easy to escape.

Thinking so, the young Wangdi let go of the hand holding his head.

But in such a good opportunity, he stared blankly at the back of his brother Wang, unable to move his heavy feet.

Diabondo's stupid scolding once again echoed in his mind for a moment.

The breath of the game suddenly stopped——

[I went to the temple of Ra the day before yesterday. 】

the day before yesterday.

Atum knew everything two days ago.

If Yatum really gave up on him, with the straightforward way of doing things as a powerful pharaoh, he would definitely leave him without saying a word, and he would not bother to look at him.

If Yatum really didn't want him anymore, why would he bring him back to the palace and waste time talking nonsense with him here.

I am really stupid...

Having figured this out, Yugi despised himself, and finally mustered up the courage to look forward.

At this moment, the young Pharaoh was leaning against the large window near the garden, his dark eyelashes drooping slightly, casting a light shadow on the crimson pupils of the jewel.

The skin of the bare upper body showed tight and smooth lines, which clearly showed the body's slightly thin and muscular body. Perhaps the heat from soaking in the bath hadn't dissipated, and it was still casually tied around the waist with only white linen The boy king leaned against the window with his arms crossed.

The breeze with the sweet smell of night flowers in the garden blew from behind him, causing his moist blond hair to shake slightly.

A few drops of water fell on the textured brown skin of his shoulders, which glistened in the firelight.

The young king of Egypt lowered his head slightly, and the sharp corners of his lips pursed to show his displeasure at the moment, but he just stood still, his silent posture seemed to be impatiently waiting for something.

The game took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

He raised his feet and walked towards his brother Wang, very slowly, opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

But his slightly parted lips froze abruptly for a moment, and the steps that he walked forward slowly and steadily just now staggered, and when he was suffocating for breath, he stepped on the ground so hard that he almost fell forward—— —

The next moment, he finally managed to stabilize his balance but he didn't want to wait a second before rushing forward.

At a speed that was so urgent that it almost knocked the opponent away.

He couldn't see the boy king's frowning eyebrows and the sharpness in the crimson pupils staring at him, because all his attention had been focused on the branch and leaf protruding into the window from a green tree in the garden under the darkness of night. .

The green branches and leaves stained with night dew hung over Atum's shoulders.

The two small bright spots on the branches and leaves are particularly bright in the dark night. They were slowly flickering on the emerald green branches and leaves, but they rushed towards Pharaoh's brown body naked in the night at the moment Wangdi rushed. shoulder.

The slender, soft, sinuous body of their master, with bright and beautiful patterns, exposed to the firelight of the house—

The snow-white fangs flashed together with the scarlet snake Xin'er refracted a snow-white cold light under the firelight——

It was too late to push away.

What's more, the game is not sure that it can push the boy king's body that is taller than his own.

Seeing that the sharp fangs were about to bite on Atum's bare shoulder, he had already thrown himself in front of Atum, and subconsciously stretched out his hand over Atum's shoulder to block the fangs.

Although the young king leaning against the window didn't turn around, but following his brother's strange behavior, he glanced sharply at his side from the corner of his eyes.

The cold light of the fangs flashed across the depths of his pupils in an instant——

Yuyu's hand has already reached before the fangs of the poisonous snake——

Yatum frowned and stretched out his arms to tightly hug the younger brother who was almost in his arms, and his body suddenly turned an extremely slight arc.

Although it was a very small arc, the hand on his shoulder that was enough for Yugi to stretch out was thrown away with this arc.

The poisonous snake's fangs bit the base of the young king's brown neck, and the brown skin there immediately turned into a ferocious pitch-black color.

A very low muffled hum leaked from Atum's throat, and he pushed away the game that he had just hugged tightly.

Raising his hand, he violently tore off the small poisonous snake that bit his shoulder and threw it on the ground. He pulled out a sharp dagger from the Young King's waist and threw it out.

A gust of wind passed by, and the sharp blade penetrated deeply into half of the rocky ground.

The poisonous snake that had been broken in two writhed desperately on the ground for a while, and gradually stopped moving.

The game that was pushed away staggered two steps backwards, the extreme force that pushed him away almost made him fall backwards to the ground.

Before he could react, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, cutting the poisonous snake under his feet into two pieces.

He glanced at the slender snake with bright skin, and his breath suddenly suffocated.

...It is said that the brighter the color of the snake, the more poisonous it is.

The king of Egypt rushed forward in a panic, and his already unbalanced body was forcibly pulled forward by him from the inertia of retreating, making him even more unstable.

He slammed into Atum's arms in a panic.

Reflexively catching the clumsy Wangdi who bumped into him, Atum frowned and looked down at the game, his thin and sharp lips parted, as if he wanted to say something.

But before Atum could speak, Youyou straightened up, stood on tiptoes, raised his head, his hands nervously grasped Atum's arms on both sides, and his whole head came closer.

The pure golden hair brushed against Atum's chin, causing him to subconsciously tilt his head.

And the moment he turned his head slightly, the soft and warm lips engulfed the base of his neck.

The pharaoh's shoulders tensed up in an instant, and the traces of a violent twitch in the thin but strong muscles could almost be seen.

Brother Wang clasped his shoulders and stood on tiptoe vigorously, before he managed to get his head close to the crest of his neck.

The soft and warm lips are trying hard to suck on the sensitive neck skin, and occasionally when they are clumsy, the tips of the slightly smaller teeth will gently scrape the brown skin, bringing a moment of wonder that cannot be expressed The numb feeling.

The Young King's breathing was messy for a while.

His brown hand was already caressing the back of Yu Yu's head, and at first he planned to pull the other party's head away from his neck.But at this moment, there was a sudden pause, hesitantly pressed on the back of the game's head and stopped moving.

He lowered his eyes halfway, his bright red pupils seemed a little slender, his dark eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The younger brother, whose head was buried in his neck, didn't notice his strange behavior at the moment, but tried his best to suck at the black wound bitten by the poisonous snake, with a look of panic on his face, he firmly clasped the hand on the opponent's upper arm. His fingertips trembled violently.

Turning his head and spitting out a mouthful of black blood, Yuyou hastily brought his lips to Yatum's neck and continued to suck hard.

The soft tongue inevitably moved on the brown skin, making the shoulders a little tighter.

But at this moment, the boy Wang, who should be the most anxious person because of the snake venom in his wounded body, still had a expressionless handsome face, but his lips were slightly pursed in a calm manner.

He put his arms around his younger brother, stroking the back of his head with his right hand, and remained motionless.

The color of the bright red pupils was a bit more colorful, and the thick black eyelashes couldn't hide the extremely gorgeous color of a ruby ​​that was instantly melted by the fire.

He lowered his head and squinted his eyes slightly, his bright red pupils stared fiercely at the younger brother in his arms, revealing a bit of the ferocity of a wild beast tearing flesh and blood one bite at a time.

Even the breathing has become a little bit quicker, with slight signs of deepening.

Unaware of all this, the young Wang brother sucked out a few mouthfuls of poisonous blood in a panic, and suddenly remembered that this might not have any effect, so he hurriedly turned around and wanted to run out to call the doctor.

But the arms that pressed his back held him too tightly and he couldn't break free.

"king……"

When he opened his mouth and habitually wanted to call Brother Wang, he suddenly remembered that calling like this might make Yatum even more disgusted, so the call was abruptly cut off in half.

"I-I'll call the doctor! If you don't hurry—"

All the attention was on the poisonous snake bite wound at the base of Atum's neck, and he completely forgot about the other game and pushed hard, trying to break free from Atum's arms.

The doctor must be called immediately!

Now all he can think of is this one thought, and he has never thought about why the poisoned person can still hold him with such great strength.

Yu You, who had already gotten to the bottom of his horns, mustered all his strength and pushed Atum away, his face turned red from holding back.

But before he could catch his breath, suddenly a big light brown hand pinched his chin and lifted his face up before he could react.

"king……"

What he reflexively wanted to say was blocked abruptly.

Under the firelight, black shadows suddenly fell down, and the young pharaoh's lowered lips firmly occupied everything without giving him the slightest gap.

In the action, the cruelty like a wild beast grabbing its prey does not give the opponent a room to escape.

The aggression of the arms that hugged the prince in his arms and the lips that almost couldn't wait was as fierce as wanting to swallow him alive.

Snake... if you don't hurry up—

The young brother Wang's tears were forced out of the corners of his eyes. He didn't know whether it was because the other party's aggressiveness made him unable to breathe, or because he was too worried about the other party's poison.

Or maybe both.

he opened his mouth to speak

, but could only make a vague whimpering sound.

He pushed and shrugged the opponent's arm vigorously, but because he couldn't breathe, even the strength of his hand weakened.

The young king's naked chest was tightly sucked together with the white skin on his right shoulder, which was half-turned in the chaos, and the feeling of mutual attraction and contact between the moisture-laden skin was burning. Burning heat.

"Poison... your... call the doctor..."

The young brother Wang sucked in his breath while talking intermittently, pushing him vigorously while sucking his nose. The tip of his little white and tender nose was very red.

He was lying on Yatum's chest, aggrieved and anxious, his watery violet eyes were wet like a poor captured animal, looking up as if staring into someone The softest place in the bottom of my heart rolled and itched.

Pharaoh Wang Yanhong's pupils moved slightly, but the hug was tighter.

It was so close that the brown skin on the bare chest and the moist white skin with water vapor were intimately matched and soaked in each other's heat.

As the skin rubs against each other's body movements, it brings a wonderfully comfortable and more greedy and urgent feeling.

Yatum lowered his head slightly, leaning closer to his younger brother's baby face, which was becoming more and more cute because of the redness at the moment, so close that the tip of each other's noses almost touched the almost negligible distance.

"unnecessary."

The young Pharaoh said, his voice was very low, as if coming from the deepest part of his throat.

The warm breath of his breath flitted over the wet violet eyes as he spoke.

His breathing was a little heavier and faster than usual.

The bright red pupils are cold, and they burn with a kind of desire in the deepest part, burning people into ashes.

Brother Wang, who was burned by the extremely aggressive gaze but was so dull that he didn't notice it, was stupid on the spot because of the young king's words.

He was so anxious that he forgot all about that kind of thing——

Isis said a long time ago that the pharaoh had taken poison since he was a child to avoid the possibility of being bitten by a poisonous snake and dying.

So unless it is the Egyptian cobra king, basically the venom of other Egyptian poisonous snakes has no effect on the pharaoh.

Thinking of this, the game couldn't help being frustrated.

He stretched out his hand to block it, maybe he did something superfluous, and with Atum's agility, he might be able to escape without him being too troublesome. What he panicked was just causing trouble.

But when he saw that Brother Wang was about to be bitten by a poisonous snake just now, he couldn't think of that much at all...

The young brother Wang was still shrugging his shoulders and hanging his head in despondency, but his eyes were suddenly attacked.

The slender eyelashes were bent and brushed against the corners of his eyes, a little itchy, and the soft and warm touch of his eyes made him subconsciously raise his eyes and look up.

As soon as Yu Yu raised his eyes, he happened to be in direct contact with the bright red pupils who were staring at him.

The breath is suffocated in an instant——

The cold hair all over his body suddenly stood on end at this moment, and the sudden force surged up from nowhere, so that the unsuspecting Pharaoh was pushed away by the unsuspecting Pharaoh who relaxed the strength of holding him.

The Egyptian prince backed up several steps in a panic, almost touching his back against the wall.

His panicked posture seemed to rush out the door in the next second.

The violet eyes widened and stared at the opposite pharaoh without blinking, showing a frightened expression without any concealment.

That is the sense of crisis and fear revealed by the deepest instinct in the body.

He seemed to have seen that kind of fearful gaze for no reason... It was very similar to the fearful gaze that another man had shown when he was staring at him forcibly entering the room of his heart not long ago!

It's just that compared to the other gaze that flashed by him at the beginning that he thought was an illusion, the gaze of Brother Wang in front of him is completely undisguised aggressiveness and arrogance.

That kind of gaze that could almost be described as stern as if staring at food made his spine tremble for a moment.

Can't stay here.

That was an urgent warning issued to him by the sixth sense that could not speak.

Brother Wang took another step back, groping backwards with his left hand, trying to grab the gate that would allow him to escape.

The pharaoh who was pushed away by him raised his head and a cold light came in his eyes.

Brother Wang's body froze and he didn't dare to move anymore.

"come over!"

The young pharaoh slammed out two words, his crimson pupils stared at the game coldly.

The stern gaze that was so oppressive that one couldn't afford to resist at all immediately stuck the foot of Wang Di who was about to move back, firmly in place.

The young king of Egypt is still standing at the window under the night, with green branches and leaves hanging on his shoulders.

Under his feet, the blood of the broken poisonous snake has dried up and seeped into the crevices of the rocks.

Fine strands of pure golden hair with water vapor scattered on the bright brown skin on the side of the neck, with shallow water marks.

Those crimson pupils, as bright as flames, stared at him with a strong aggressiveness, revealing some kind of incomprehensible desire, yet so strong and sharp that it pierced through his whole body.

That gaze resembled a beast that was about to bite its prey in the next second.

The young king kept his handsome face cold and silent, but the invisible pressure in the air was pressing on him.

The game dared not take another half step back.

Some kind of strange sense of fear emerged from the bottom of his heart, but he ran away screaming wildly in his limbs.

But the aura of the young king in front of him that made people dare not resist made his feet go against his wishes, and he moved forward step by step stiffly as if being controlled by the opponent.

The young king's extremely slow and stiff movements made the young king show an impatient look on his face, and he took a step forward before Yu Yu walked in front of him.

Grabbing the opponent's wrist and slamming it with his usual tough posture, he took Wang Di into his arms as a matter of course.

One hand pressed heavily on his back to prevent him from escaping again.

The body of the Egyptian king's brother was so rigid that he couldn't move because of fear.

It's just that a pair of light purple eyes opened wide and looked up at Atum with a bit of dazed and confused fear.

Born from the pharaoh's perspective, the watery pupils trembling like a frightened fawn let out the inherent oppressive, aggressive and cruel nature deep in the rich crimson pupils.

【If you can't escape...】