Pharaoh

With no difficulty, he pinched his two white wrists above and pressed them down. The young king leaned over, and the stern face gradually approaching the other party gave people a great sense of oppression.

That is the extremely close distance that is almost face-to-face, the tip of the nose is almost touching, and the distance between each other's breathing can be felt.

The young king raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows slightly with the utmost vigor, and stared at the soft face of the younger brother below him with a force that ordinary people could not bear.

The violet eyes stared at him wide open, and the translucent pupils seemed to be rolling around in a panic, showing a bit of childish immaturity.

He lowered his head even more, and lightly licked the tip of his white nose with the tip of his tongue.

The hands that were pressed on his head vibrated as he expected, and then twisted a few times as if trying to break free.

The ice-colored pupils glanced at his younger brother, and the arms that were suppressed by him immediately stopped struggling.

The translucent violet pupils that still had water vapor looked at him, and blinked twice with a somewhat surprised and aggrieved expression.Then the slender, pitch-black eyelashes fluttered, and because of the extremely close distance between them, the soft eyelashes lightly touched the tip of the boy's brown nose.

The gorgeous flame-colored pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and Yatum lowered his head, unceremoniously biting the soft lips of his brother who was about to speak, and severely blocked the unspoken voice. go back.

The wet and shiny lips that were brutally raped not long ago opened a small gap, and only had time to let out a slight protest of dissatisfaction before being blocked tightly by the plundering tongue that invaded the mouth and could no longer utter. Make a sound.

But the action of struggling and resisting unwillingly is more like actively entwining lips and tongues in response to the other party's intrusion, which makes people embarrassed, so Wang Di has to stop struggling and choose to accept it.

With the strength of his right hand propped on the edge of the recliner, the young Pharaoh lifted his upper body.

The crimson eyes narrowed slightly, showing a somewhat lazy posture, and the dark tongue licked away the trace of water stains on the corners of his lips as if he had tasted the delicious food that satisfied him just now.

Seemingly lazy but still staring at the prey under him with predatory vigor, deep in his eyes is an undisguised desire to eat and be insatiable.

However, the Egyptian prince, who managed to regain the air, was only concerned with gasping for breath, and his eyes filled with water vapor could not see the fierce gaze of the other party who couldn't wait to devour his prey.

The white linen clothes that had already slumped half of the shoulders covered the white shoulders again as the arms were forcibly raised above the head. At this moment, Wang Di's thin chest was constantly rising and falling with his unstoppable panting. , I don't know whether it was because of the fright or the sweat from the friction of the skin soaked into the thin and mostly linen clothes, making it more translucent and tightly attached to the chest.

The young king's gaze moved slightly, and his scorching gaze fell on the heaving chest without moving for a while.

The translucent white linen was tightly attached to the fair chest, so the only unusual pink bump became more conspicuous.

The hand that was pressed against the edge of the lounge chair on the left side of the game head was lifted up, and the light brown fingers seemed to be attracted and pressed heavily on the small pink bump with interesting and even provocative thoughts.

Unprepared, the young brother's body suddenly trembled, and his moist light purple pupils showed watery eyes like a frightened fawn, half confused and half frightened.

Atum's crimson pupils and his eyes jumped up and down, and his lips, which were still leisurely, were suddenly tightened.

The pink, protruding brown fingers wrapped in translucent linen that rubbed hard against Yuyu's chest suddenly tensed and hooked——

There was a scoff.

The younger brother, who could make the young king's stomach tighten just by looking at him, was torn from his clothes because of the young king's anger.

Brother Wang, whose clothes were torn apart suddenly, was dumbfounded.

His eyes froze and his mind went blank.

Driven by the survival instinct of creatures in crisis, Yugi did something that he would never dare to do in a sober state without even thinking about it. He raised his left foot and kicked the Pharaoh who was half on top of him. .

Seeing that the foot was about to hit the Pharaoh's chest.

But abruptly stopped in the air——

In a hurry, the foot, which could not use any strength at all, was easily grasped by the brown right hand raised like lightning.

The young king's fingers were severely strangled.

The pain in the ankle that strangled the bones woke up Yu Yu, who had been dizzy for a moment.

His hands were pinned to the top of his head and he couldn't move, his left knee was forced to bend on his chest, and he couldn't breathe. The ankle of his left foot, which was tightly clasped by brown fingers, had been strangled, and the red mark showed a faint tingling sensation. , the torn white linen clothes were messily scattered on his side.

Compared with the young king who looked down from a condescending posture, even though his body was mostly naked, he exuded fearsome courage, the disheveled and panic-stricken king brother who was completely controlled by others seemed weaker and more bully.

The resistance of the weak prey seemed to make the young king quite unhappy, and the slightly narrowed crimson eyes revealed a dangerous look.

"Brother Wang, let go...let me go..."

The unknown sense of fear that swept from the bottom of my heart made Wang Di's unashamed voice vaguely reveal fear.

The eyes of the crimson pupils staring at him from above with naked aggression and possessive desire made him feel suffocated as if all the air around him had been plundered and he couldn't breathe.

The boy king's eyes narrowed and became more slender, and suddenly he moved his hand holding Yuyu's left ankle, and directly and forcefully pulled Yuyu's leg aside.

The lean and vigorous body is embedded between Wang Di's legs that he forcibly tore apart. The beautiful brown skin with fine texture and fair complexion are more conspicuous than the almost reversed tone.

The next second, as soon as he loosened his grip on Yuyu's left foot, Yuyu panicked and wanted to close the torn apart feet.

But that strong body was embedded in the legs, and the hastily closed legs only clamped the young king's waist.

And the clenched legs were more and more tightly attached to the opponent's lower abdomen, so the hot, thick and long foreign object protruding from the thin white cloth just hit between his legs.

Brother Wang's body froze at that moment and he didn't dare to move.

He raised his head, his watery violet eyes stared at his brother Wang begging for mercy.

But Pharaoh didn't meet his eyes, but just looked at his chest rising and falling due to nervousness.

Compared with his peers, the boy's chest is much softer, whiter and thinner. The pink bulge that was half hidden just now, with the torn clothes exposed in the air, is more and more alluring as if shivering from the cold. Bright red in color, shaking with the rise and fall of the chest.

As if feeling the scorching sight, it trembled slightly as if in fear, and it even stood out with a fuller color.

The eyes of the young Pharaoh suddenly dimmed, and he lowered his head to lick the pink and tender red milk beads.

Feeling the slender body under him bounce suddenly, his left hand immediately pressed heavily on Wangdi's abdomen to forcefully suppress his struggling movements.

The soft pink bump was quite flexible when bitten, and stood upright in his lips from soft to hard.

Suddenly flashed in his mind not long ago when he hugged his younger brother and made their chests close together, the small bulge of the other's chest rubbed gently against the skin of his chest.

It made him unable to hold back the moment of greed that wanted to tear the person in his arms into his stomach.

Opened his sharp teeth and pushed hard, after another unbearable bounce of the body pressed by him, his teeth marks were deeply imprinted on the pink and tender milk beads.

……

The king of Egypt felt like he was going crazy.

Completely trapped in the pharaoh's lips and tongue, the tingling pain from the bitten and licked nipples brought bursts of strange, paralyzing pleasure that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, making his limp body tremble uncontrollably.

The boy king's rapid snorts spewed out all the itch on his chest, making him unable to resist struggling and shrinking back.

But as soon as the body moved, it was inevitable that the lower body would rub against Atum's lower abdomen embedded between his legs.

And after a few erroneous rubbings, as if knowing the taste, the raised hot foreign object that could not be covered by a thin layer of cloth pressed heavily against the legs in his lower abdomen, compulsively rubbing each other's lower bodies up.

The thin cloth couldn't block the scalding heat, and his lower abdomen was scalding hot as well.

I don't know whether it's pleasure or fear, the fierce and fierce feeling of sparks splashing in the lower body made his whole thigh tremble involuntarily.

What frightened him even more was the lower body that was stimulated to change little by little under the penetration of up and down pleasure, which made him subconsciously and panicked to clamp his legs to control this change, but forgot to embed his legs. The bodies in the legs, on the contrary, made each other's lower abdomens rub against each other again, causing the hot foreign body to squeeze deeper into his privacy——

There was a buzzing in my head like a cracking sound.

Brother Wang's eyes filled with water vapor suddenly widened.

He no longer called out to Brother Wang in panic and no longer tried to struggle, he bit his lower lip firmly and did not make a sound.

His eyes were wide open, staring intently at the top of the room over his brown shoulders.

A ray of moonlight from the skylight fell on his face, making his tightly clenched lower lip extremely pale.

That immature face was full of fear, his body curled up motionless, but his whole body was trembling violently.

Although aware of the sudden abnormality of the prince in his arms, the Pharaoh's handsome face, which was a little bewitched and seductive by desire, showed no intention of stopping.

The prey that was crushed by him and was about to be driven mad by him just made the ferocity in his eyes a little bit higher. He bit the soft flesh on the white collarbone, and at some point his left hand penetrated into it again. under the skirt of his younger brother.

Kneading it along the pitifully trembling thighs, the slender brown fingers have already penetrated a little into the soft flesh between the buttocks——

In the room filled with a strange and ambiguous atmosphere, a light on a column by the window flickered slightly in the darkness.

Atum suddenly looked up.

The ruby ​​pupils on the face, which seemed to be burnt by a blazing fire and melted to the extreme, closed suddenly.

When it opened again, all the burning color dissipated, and the eyes were as cold as if they were suddenly frozen.

The thin lips were pursed, and the slender eyes were squinted, causing the Pharaoh to exude a deep sense of oppression that shocked the entire air.

He let out a breath slowly, and his slender eyelashes cast a light shadow on his bright brown cheeks.

The left hand was taken out from under the opponent's skirt, and the right hand that was pressing on the opponent's hands was also released.

As soon as he let go, the younger brother who had freed his hands immediately raised his hands and used the back of his hands to cover his tear-filled eyes.

Yatum reached out and picked up Wangdi, who was gritting his teeth and not speaking, from the reclining chair, pulled off the hand that was covering his face, and hugged him into his arms. He just recovered a little bit of reason and felt that his arms were still shaking slightly. His body was taken aback.

He frowned, with a look of displeasure and helplessness in his eyes.

After a pause, he raised his hand and stroked Brother Wang's head slowly as if to comfort him.

"Don't be afraid."

The young Pharaoh frowned and said, his voice was very low, and there was a faint hoarseness.

Brother Wang, who was holding back the steam in his eyes, burst into tears.

Brother Wang, who bit his lower lip fiercely just now and remained silent, let out a little uncontrollable sob at this moment, which was immediately suppressed.

The light purple eyes that were crying silently looked at Atum wide open without blinking, like a silent accusation.

The corners of the young Wang Ruiqi's lips pursed slightly, his complexion looked cold, but the cold crimson eyes suddenly softened a bit.

He looked at the game who stared at him stubbornly and bitterly, tears kept falling but didn't speak, with a troubled look on his face, after a long while, he finally sighed lightly.

Stretching out his hand, the young king slowly stroked his younger brother's flushed cheeks that were stained with tears from his bullying.

"I will not marry a princess."

Said the young Pharaoh to his brother.

In a word.

You have no jokes.

"Really?"

Ben was afraid, angry, ashamed, and panic. Too many emotions were mixed together like an explosion, so that he couldn't figure out what he was thinking at the moment, but subconsciously stared fiercely at the culprit who made him feel so embarrassed now. And the younger brother, who had made up his mind to break off relations with him again in a short period of time, failed in an instant before this speech that would definitely shake the whole of Egypt.

It was too late for him to react, and he could only turn his face away from Atum, blushing and puffing his cheeks in anger.

He turned his face to the side, so he didn't see the corner of the young king's lips raised slightly at that moment.

The young Pharaoh stood up and pulled him off the couch as well.

You You raised his head, his eyes suddenly went dark, and a large fiery red cloak had already fallen down and covered his head.

Glancing at Wang Di's clothes that were torn by himself and scattered messily, the young king walked sideways a few steps, picked up the cloak hanging nearby and threw it on Wang Di, immediately covering Wang Di completely. Strictly.

Because he couldn't see anything clearly, Yuyou struggled for a long time before he stretched out his head with the help of Yatum, who couldn't stand it anymore, and took a breath.

As soon as he took a breath, his head was grabbed by Yatum with both hands and fixed on his back.

The sharp eyes from the crimson pupils stared at him for a while, and the displeased young king finally opened his mouth.

"It's late."

With an obviously unhappy expression, the pharaoh opened his mouth and issued the pardon.

"take a break."

The tensed chest suddenly loosened, You You took a big breath, and walked away impatiently.

He didn't expect to pursue the culprit, and he wasn't so bold at all. Now he just wants to escape from this embarrassing place as soon as possible, and forget all the messy things that happened just now. just fine.

But as soon as he lifted his foot, the brown arm that suddenly stretched out and almost brushed the tip of his nose and brushed against his face suddenly made his heart tremble.

Brother Wang, who raised his head from the side, carefully looked at the young king who was blocking his way, showing a look of fear.

The pharaoh who stretched out his hand abruptly to block the prince who wanted to leave looked down at him, still with the same unhappy expression just now.

The pure golden hair shone in the moonlight, intertwined with the crimson eyes to create a luxurious and glamorous hue.

Then, the boy king raised his other hand and tapped the corner of his lips with the tip of his index finger.

You You gave a slight snort. Although he understood what the other party meant, he couldn't help hesitating when he thought of what happened just now.

He hesitated for a second—

Yatum's cold and stern eyebrows suddenly raised, and the sharpness of his slanting gaze pierced people's pain.

You Yu felt his heart beating violently in his chest, and in the next second his body had already violated his hesitant thoughts, succumbed to power, and rushed over in a panic.

He stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his brother Wang's neck, and kissed him firmly.

The young Pharaoh stood still, and his expression didn't change. He just glanced out of the corner of his eye at the dark garden outside the window when Wang Di offered to kiss him.

There was a provocative look in the depths of Ruby's pupils.

……

The room that was still filled with ambiguous heat just now became deserted with the departure of one of the protagonists.

The young Pharaoh stood by the window, watching the guards at the door exit expressionlessly, and closed the door tightly again.

The maid who came in just now served on his body and changed into the clothes he usually slept in, while the younger brother who wrapped himself tightly in a cloak panickedly refused the maid's service, turned around and fled.

The usual silence once again returned to the room.

This silence lasted for a long time, only the slight breathing in the room could be heard.

Then, the boy king finally showed an impatient look on his face.

He suddenly raised his foot and kicked the desk next to him heavily.

"get out!"

He said, looking displeased.

The pottery fell from the overturned table and smashed to the ground.

The dull sound of the heavy cases hitting the ground startled the guards standing a little way outside the door, but they resisted not moving because of the pharaoh's order not to allow anyone to enter.

Following the direction of the overturned table, under the flickering firelight of the column, a figure suddenly appeared from the darkness.

It was exactly the same face and body as the angry young king, even the lines on the fingertips were the same.

Pharaoh's ice-coloured pupils stared at the man who was said to be his future self.

That 'he' has a white skin different from that of the Egyptians.

That kind of skin color, which was the same as that of his younger brother, made him feel dazzling at this moment for no reason.

The handsome face of the other young king who appeared from the darkness at this moment did not have the softness when he treated his partner at all. He looked at 'his' deep purple eyes with a faint icy coldness.

"Don't shoot the game."

He said in a low voice with a clear warning tone.

The current young Pharaoh let out a cold snort that was half mocking and half provocative, and turned his face away as if he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The boy king with purple pupils was silent for a while.

The long black eyelashes cast black shadows on the bottom of his dark purple eyes and settled deep into the pupils.

After a long time, he spoke again.

"Won't you marry the princess...?"

The topic was changed suddenly, and the steady tone made it difficult to understand the speaker's thoughts at the moment.

"This kind of speech that refuses to fulfill the king's responsibility must make the faces of the priests very ugly."

It was a low-pitched, tentative speech.

"The throne needs your descendants."

"You know better than anyone."

Unceremoniously, he counterattacked the overwhelming pressure and returned the sarcasm of the young king with scarlet pupils.

"Descendants?...That's just something that's only useful for guys with a limited lifespan."

The current pharaoh holds his head up.

The golden hair flew up abruptly, and the rune of the Eye of Horus emerging from the brown forehead shone with dazzling golden light.

The extremely bright and purest golden light also flashed from the depths of the pupils of the young king's blush.

He says,

"I don't need that at all."