[HP] Devil is alive

Maybe it was too much effort, or maybe it was the people behind him who made him feel too safe.Messiah was drowsy and couldn't hear Voldemort's words clearly. Although he was tempted to push him away by the opponent's small movements, but...it didn't affect him too much. The gentle current and the person behind him reassured him , so that Messiah was too lazy to move, and automatically attributed Voldemort's action to helping him take a bath——

When they were young - in a previous life, Voldemort also used to bathe his blind brother.At that time, he just felt that Messiah was too thin, and with the other party's poor health, Voldemort's every movement was cautious.Even today is no exception, this person is still his treasure, even his actions are less careless than at that time.

It's just that he didn't seem to give Messiah much feeling by kissing and caressing according to the book. Voldemort frowned, the Messiah's lack of response made him feel subtly angry.Does he have to get to the point to wake him up?That being said, it doesn't matter as long as you don't touch those places? ! Voldemort thought childishly, he still remembered that the Messiah shared a dorm with someone else!

Not taking into account that my movements are too light, and I have to hold Messiah in the bath to prevent him from slipping, let him sleep comfortably (emphasis), and help him clean up all the blood that he may hate , How could it be possible for Messiah to respond to his "teasing" and so on, the more the Lord thought about it, the more unhappy he became, so his slender hands slid across the young man's delicate skin, dived underwater, and came between Messiah's legs , gently pinched the sleeping clone with ulterior motives.

"Tom, what are you doing?!" Messiah opened his eyes immediately, and broke free from Voldemort's arms with a little force.

Sure enough, the Messiah who responded was the Messiah he wanted. Voldemort smiled, and quickly pulled the boy who was in a hurry to jump out and almost slipped into the water. The touch brought by the friction of the skin clearly depicted in his mind the delicate and smooth skin of the boy, and the gray-blue eyes in the water in the bathroom. Under the effect of fog, it looks even more agile. Voldemort lifted the hair that was close to the boy's cheek, and while sniffing the faint fragrance, he kissed it passionately.

"Tom?" Messiah felt that Tom was a little abnormal today, and he turned his head to avoid the upcoming kiss.

This can't be confused. Tom's action just now made him feel...very...weird, as if it contained some kind of hint, including these extraordinarily intimate movements, which made Messiah feel uneasy.

The man hugged the young man, sprinkled water on his round shoulders, then leaned into the young man's ear, as if he was also very embarrassed, and said softly: "Messiah, let's do it..."

"...What?" Messiah wanted to look at Tom, but the whispering movement of the other party made him rub against his hair as soon as he turned his head—it was itchy.

"Do……"

"I know!" Messiah interrupted Voldemort, struggling again.But this time, although the strength of Tom holding him didn't make him uncomfortable, it also made it impossible for him to break free easily.

Unable to move, and unable to understand Voldemort's intentions, Messiah felt a little annoyed, and raised his volume unconsciously, "But why? The reason?"

"There's no reason," Messiah heard Voldemort's sigh at the end of Voldemort's words as the two got closer, "because someone told me that people who are in love should do things like this. When body and mind come together, it feels like they're one with each other, Will never be apart."

Tasting this sentence again, facing the person he loved so much, Voldemort felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

But in the end, he smiled, picked up Messiah and left the bath, pulled up the towel beside him and carefully wiped the water droplets on the boy's body—Messiah knew that this was another concession from Tom.His laughter was very deep, and there was no joy at all, it was all bitter.

Bitter, but persevering...

"It didn't have to be like this..." Voldemort said pretending to be relaxed, the large towel blocked Messiah's view, "Do you remember Bonnie Austin? That... a woman with a pedophile. She Makes me feel disgusted by these things. I hate people like her, even touching them makes me uncomfortable. People think I'm a clean freak, and of course some people suspect something else. It doesn't matter. I can make them shut up , and at the same time, I was very clear about what I wanted, from the moment I opened my eyes and saw that person, I knew it..."

"..." Messiah let Voldemort hug him, he couldn't see his expression, he could only listen to him whispering those emotions that could no longer be read through the eyes.

"To this day, this relationship has not changed. I thought, from now on, I will continue in my own way-anyway, I did the same way a long time ago. Of course, I will not now , I don’t dare, and I can’t bear to use the way you don’t like... I don’t want to see you hurt anymore, I don’t want to see you sad, even though sometimes the way I choose, what I think is good and what you think is different... "Voldemort closed his eyes, and the tight fit of his body made him feel the heartbeat from the Messiah.Lively, reverberating in his empty atrium, let a feeling called "happiness" fill him slowly, slowly - even if this speed is painfully slow, just like what he said now deviates from Tonight's "topic"...it doesn't matter, Voldemort thought, even if he didn't do anything tonight, regrets are regrets, it's more about satisfaction and the relief of Messiah hearing these words finally uttered.

"If I do something wrong, you can speak up and even argue with me. You know, what I've been looking forward to for the past few years is that you can show up when I do something wrong and speak up without hesitation. Me. Although I won’t quarrel with you, hehe... because I can’t do it. You are the most special existence to me, and I can tolerate and accept everything about you, even if sometimes... I feel sad..."

He kissed his forehead devoutly, and the Messiah could finally see Voldemort's face clearly, and he longed for it like never before.When Tom put him on the bed, he looked at those blood-red eyes, which were obviously a cold and frightening color, but in his opinion, they were too beautiful to look away.They stared at each other, saw themselves in each other's eyes, focused, unshakable...

"Promise me, don't push me away again, it feels really...really bad."

When he was just born, he was restless and leaned on his half body.With the warmth of the other person's body, tell yourself that everything is fine and that he will not be abandoned.

He believed that the first warmth since birth belonged to him, just as he longed for this warmth, they belonged to each other.

However, soon, he was pushed away by Messiah...

Then, when they lived together in an orphanage.Many nights he leaned against the Messiah when he was asleep.

No matter how many unpleasant things happened during the day, at that time, he would feel peaceful and happy.

But again, he was often awakened in the middle of the night, seven times out of ten it was the Messiah pushing him!

later……

Oh, there are many such cases. Voldemort knew what was wrong with him as a child, especially in the days when the Messiah had a bad relationship with him.Looking back now, it was really stupid to do such a thing...

Voldemort was amused by himself, and the laugh was so soft it was almost like a sigh.

He carefully controlled the magic power to dry Messiah's hair, and skillfully tucked the quilt for him, at a very fast speed, as if he was afraid that he would catch a cold, but also seemed to be in a hurry to leave.By the time Messiah reacted, Voldemort had already put on his nightgown and was about to leave.

"Tom..." Messiah immediately sat up and reached out to grab the corner of his robe.

Tom's words piled up and kept him from thinking about anything else.A thought is boiling in my heart, yes...

He loves him!Messiah loves Tom!

Unexpectedly and expectedly, Voldemort heard his teenager shout anxiously: "Don't go!"

All right. Voldemort swore, he didn't pretend to be so pitiful on purpose, most of what happened just now came from his heart.The other half...cough...he really wants to possess the Messiah.

The teenager sat on the bed half-naked, with one hand reaching out to grab his robe.This is a bit ambiguous.Coupled with the slightly dim light, the young man's delicate, slightly flushed face seemed helpless, shy... like an invitation.

Voldemort didn't know what his eyes looked like at the moment, but Messiah blushed more and more under his gaze, God knows how cute this look is!

"Messiah……"

"kiss Me."

Yes, it's an invitation!

While Voldemort bent down, Messiah stretched out his upper arms to wrap around his neck, allowing him to press himself up, and let their lips kiss together.

The young man pursed his lips and rubbed against him.A jerky kiss, obviously Messiah is only the first time.This kind of cognition pleased the Lord, and the man's tongue followed the trend into the boy's mouth, finding the other half who was at a loss, and entangled each other.

"Hmm..." Sensitive tongues touched, and this sweet moan was accompanied by the boy's trembling.As time went on, in order to breathe more smoothly, the cat-like groans became more frequent.

Vulnerable and sexy...

"Messiah..." Voldemort whispered his lover's name.

The curly eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and slowly opened, allowing Voldemort to see those eyes filled with mist brewing and full of confusion.Messiah looked a little embarrassed, his red lips were half-closed, and his soft tongue could be vaguely seen.The saliva that was too late to swallow from the corners of his lips looked so erotic, coupled with the young man's blushing face, it made people want to abuse the beauty...

Messiah blinked his eyes, as if he had just noticed the abnormality in the corner of his lips, and naturally stuck out his pink tongue...

Naked seduction...

Coincidentally, the Demon King was also willing to be bewitched by the young man, and took this opportunity to get entangled again.

"Hmm..." Messiah smiled feebly, he found that he liked to see Tom like this, although in the end he was exhausted by the kiss.The tingling sensation from the tip of his tongue and Tom clasped his hand tightly behind his head, forbidding him to leave—he also liked such domineering.

The man's hand moved down and lifted the already messy quilt. He was welcomed by his lover, and the teenager revealed everything about himself to him.The skin that had just been bathed was so smooth and tender, without so many distracting things just now, Voldemort fell in love with the touch of his hands almost immediately.

He could feel how slender and delicate the boy's body was, trembling under his caress, there was a faint fragrance, and what he could feel in his breath was the boy's obedience and attachment. Voldemort's last clear thought told him: Hillary's vacation could be considered!

"Well... Tom..." Messiah was about to suffocate, the pleasure between his lips and his hands wandering around his body, like a king patrolling his own territory, so casual, fast and slow touch, let him, Make him feel so strange.

still want...more...

"pass it to me……"

Voldemort nibbled on the boy's earlobe, stroking the hardened nipples on his chest back and forth with his hand, mumbled comfort.

"Ahh..." Messiah pursed his lips and swallowed the erotic moan, his legs bent and stretched involuntarily, rubbing back and forth against Voldemort's body, urging him.

The perennially cold body was surprisingly hot, Voldemort couldn't tell if it was himself or the Messiah, anyway he liked it!Messiah's reaction, Messiah's voice, everything was so strange, but it was so attractive to him, making him want to find out more, the side that he didn't know belonged to him only!

The man suddenly sucked the juvenile's cherry-colored nipples, licking and sucking with his tongue back and forth.So the boy struggled more and more, no, he couldn't tell if it was struggling or begging, he put his hand on the man's head, his upper body arched, as if deliberately sending himself into the man's mouth, his legs rubbed against each other, take the initiative to separate...

"Woo, Tom..."

On the other side... I really want to...

Voldemort clasped Messiah's hand that was trying to move to his own movement, licked the reddened bulge under his lips, and moved the wet and hot tongue along the boy's body to another pink and tender standing alone. superior.

"Ah..." Messiah tightly gripped the sheet under his hands, and the hand on Voldemort's head sometimes clenched his hair, and sometimes loosened it...

want to do something...

Messiah rubbed against Voldemort's muscular body in pain, unable to move his upper body. Naturally, it was those slender legs that completed the task.The chaotic friction is intermittent, but the pleasure is sent directly to the brain.It seems that at this time, the two people noticed that the desire that was usually sleeping quietly in the crotch had already erected.An occasional comfort or two, either belonged to Voldemort, or belonged to the Messiah, but in the end...not enough...

"Tom..."

Realizing this, Voldemort's movements became a little messy, one hand continued to tease one side of the nipple, and the other hand impatiently came under the boy, holding the boy's fragile penis.

"Ah!" The boy's body was about to spring up, his head was thrown back, his back formed a graceful arc, and he let out sighs of satisfaction as if appointed.The body doesn't seem to belong to me anymore, hot, numb, and direct pleasure, slowly, slowly seeping into it...

"Oh... Tom..." He spread his legs, entangled the person on his body, and kept rubbing. He felt that something more exciting would happen, and he couldn't wait...

I really want to, I want to integrate with Tom immediately!

"Tom, hurry up..." Messiah weakly pushed the man on his body, more like stroking each other.The body of his subordinates is completely different from his own, he feels the power contained under the flesh and blood, surpasses himself, and hides infinite vigor and vitality...

If possible, I wish you would kill me.

Devour me... keep me with you forever!

Such a request was about to come out, and Messiah immediately blocked it with his palm, biting it firmly.Even if he finally let go of his self-esteem and was willing to be killed and devoured by someone, he couldn't bear it...and couldn't imagine how he would feel when Tom killed himself.

"Uncomfortable?" Voldemort rescued that poor hand when his master was about to bleed from his bite. The boy closed his eyes and shook his head helplessly, his body writhing wildly like a water snake, "Don't worry, We've got all night...even later."

"Kiss me...Tom, kiss me...uh..."

At the same time when Voldemort promised to kiss Messiah, Messiah turned around and pressed Voldemort who was on him, and before the latter could react, he wrapped his body around him.

The contact came more directly, and the man who did whatever he wanted became the messiah, and Voldemort expressed no dissatisfaction with this.Let the boy hug him and kiss him passionately, stroke his slender hand down his back, and the hand that comforted the boy's penis also went around behind the boy, patted the beautiful buttocks a few times, and then rubbed hard Get it up.

"Hmm..." Messiah let go of Voldemort's lips, frowned and looked at the man below him, leaning forward and biting Voldemort's neck.

The man turned his head knowingly so that the young man could bite without hindrance, and his "obedience" was rewarded. Messiah changed from biting to licking after only two seconds of biting, along the side of his neck , while kissing and licking.

He arched his body and let one of his hands come under the two of them, found the adult-sized stick, so hot that his palms were so hard that he dared not touch it, imitating what Voldemort did just now, slowly moving it, Slower than what Voldemort had done to him just now.

"Oh... baby..." Voldemort sighed deeply, was this revenge for spanking his brother?

Or did the one that snubbed him upset him?

Voldemort's fingers followed the boy's buttocks to the two balls on the bottom front, and the boy moved himself almost immediately to match him.Following the graceful lines of his back, Voldemort, who was lying on the bed, could see the buttocks under his hands that were reddened by his rubbing, as well as the open white legs of the boy lying on top of him...

The sight was damned captivating!

The liquid running down from the top made the two small balls below a little wet, but it wasn't enough.With just a slight touch, the bad hand came to the top of the boy's penis, and his fingers lightly touched and caressed the sensitive top, stimulating him to ooze more ejaculation.

The beloved lay moaning beside his ear, twisting her lovely buttocks to demand from him.The movements of Messiah's hands finally slowed down and stopped, and the hands continued to circle around. As long as Voldemort moved, his lower body seemed to have entered a certain place...

he has to hurry up...

Voldemort suddenly increased his strength, wrapping his entire palm around Messiah's lower body. The sound of "tsk tsk" made his mouth dry, and Voldemort could feel that his abdomen, the place facing Messiah, had become wet and sticky.His babe is about to cum.

"Ah... Tom... Tom..." Messiah called his name loudly, faster, faster...

Messiah was already limp all over, but the crazy pleasure stopped suddenly.Moaning like a low cry did not change Voldemort's mind, he let go of the boy's penis that was about to erupt, and his slightly raised hand was wet and covered with the boy's body fluids, showing how cruel his actions were.

"Um...don't..."

Before Messiah wanted to move by himself, Voldemort quickly held him down. The liquid in his hands made a crisp sound when it touched the boy's fleshy buttocks. In fact, he didn't use much force, "Don't move, don't come... ..."

"Um..."

The young man seemed to be very obedient when he was in a daze, he bit his lips and whimpered softly, or called his name indistinctly. Voldemort effortlessly pressed the Messiah under his body, the young man's lust-stained face looked extraordinarily charming to him, there was no way to take it slowly, he really wanted to, really wanted to enter the young man's body immediately!

Voldemort put a pillow under Messiah's waist, pulled the boy's legs up, and took Messiah's helpless hand at the same time, "Honey, hold."

"Tom..." Messiah panted, hesitating for such a straightforward action, but still put his hands together to hug his legs.

Everything about him is open to him, even the most intimate parts of his beautiful body. Voldemort looked at the voluptuous scene in front of him fascinated, as if to cooperate with him, Messiah raised his body unconsciously, allowing him to see the seductive but shyly shy pussy.

"Honey, you're so charming..." The man held up the young man's buttocks, benevolently taking part of the strength for the young man who closed his eyes tightly in shame, and stroked the delicate folds of the entrance with his fingers, almost wanting to go deep in now...

It will be fine soon, Voldemort can only comfort himself in this way, he can't let the Messiah get hurt.

The young man shook his head helplessly, his long hair was scattered on the bed, his thin chest heaved continuously, as if restraining his desire to climax had exhausted all his energy. Voldemort pressed lightly and tentatively around the hole, and the pink mouth repeatedly tightened and relaxed.The liquid on his hands made it look wet there, and he looked so small that Voldemort couldn't imagine making him contain his desires.

My lower body hurts from swelling.He strictly cast a lubricating spell on his fingers, and inserted them in with all his heart.

Messiah snorted, frowning tightly, his body stiffened for a few seconds before slowly relaxing.He didn't want to challenge Tom's endurance, and of course he knew that the tighter he stretched the more he would suffer.He loves this person, just as Tom is also interested in "merging with each other", and he is willing and eager to merge with him.

"Tom..." Messiah opened his eyes, his vision blurred by tears, he could only see the outline of that person, "Tom..."

"I'm here." Voldemort kissed the skin on the inside of his thigh, and with the lubricating spell, his attack became much smoother, and his fingers quickly buried in the boy's body.

Messiah hugged his leg with all his strength, even though such an action was a bit slutty... He didn't feel ashamed, he could feel more the feelings Tom brought him, kissing, coming in and out, even his sight and breathing, he Everything belongs to him, just as he belongs to him.This feeling is very comfortable and satisfying!

"Ha... ah... Tom, Tom, don't do... do things like this..."

"Oh, of course. MyLord." You're the only one.Past, present and future, all my love belongs to you, and I just want to do something so intimate with you.

The man couldn't help kissing the boy's body, legs, buttocks, wherever he could kiss, he wanted to leave his mark.His fingers moved in and out of his juvenile body, the soft and hot inside tensed and shuddered with his movements.Messiah was panting with his eyes closed tightly, tears dripping from desire not to be caressed, slightly viscous, dripping down on his chest.

It was unclear whether the lewd sound of water came from Voldemort's kiss or Messiah's back hole, the boy's body suddenly trembled violently when his fingers rubbed against a certain corner of the inner wall, and at the same time he let out a more sexy moan.

"Tom..." Messiah looked helplessly at the man above him, and the pleasure that almost made him scream just now disappeared, just like the bad hand that was caressing his lower body before, always let him He can't continue to be happy!

He is going to be angry!Messiah thought he was glaring at Tom fiercely, but those gray-blue eyes that were misty could not express his true heart at all. It was a look of pleading for love...

The man chuckled, and licked the little ball under the boy with his tongue.Messiah's right hand hangs down weakly to grab the bed sheet, his right leg loses strength and hangs down on Voldemort's side, his body is even more exposed to Voldemort's eyes.

"Honey, say you're mine." He thought his brother wouldn't mind saying something at this point in exchange for what he wanted, Voldemort stopped his actions viciously, even though the blood was racing in front of him The picture was enough to make his heart flutter.

"Tom!" It's a pity that his dear brother not only has the potential of Slytherin, but also the talent of Gryffindor.The little lion will bite if it really blows up its fur!

Well, you're already mine anyway. Voldemort nibbled on the tender flesh of Messiah's legs, his scarlet eyes fixed on the slender flesh in front of him.His darling moaned unrestrainedly, allowing his fingers to open up his secret hole, and her body twisted continuously to match the movements below him.Every inch is his!

"Oh... um..." The pleasure before and after was unprecedentedly violent, almost drowning the Messiah in it.

The pleasure brought by the fingers was not enough, and Messiah clearly felt that although the passion came intensely, it was intermittent.The emptiness inside him was driving him mad, and he knew what would save him...

"Tom! Tom... Hurry up..." Messiah wrapped his legs around Voldemort's waist and even opened his mouth wide to invite him to enter.

Well, although it's just two fingers... a lubricating spell should be fine.

Sensing the fluctuation of Tom's magic power, Messiah grabbed Voldemort's arm tightly, "No, don't use magic... Come in... Ah, I want you...I want you, Tom!"

Voldemort bent down and kissed the teardrops on Messiah's cheek lovingly, and drew out his fingers to hold the raging desire of his lower body...

"I love you, Messiah."

The fiery heat that suddenly broke into the body and the sudden acceleration of the hand on the erection finally made Messiah scream and come out. The spasm caused by the orgasm made the inner wall contract hard, and Voldemort almost came out after receiving such a warm reception. .

The pain caused by the pleasure tightening, and the squeeze because of the desire to relieve the pain, and then the pleasure, the body after orgasm is surprisingly sensitive, and this incredible pleasure seems to never end.The pain of being penetrated and the joy of orgasm pulled each other, and what's more terrible, Voldemort also started to move at this moment - you can't expect a man to remain unresponsive after seeing a series of sexy movements of his beloved , not to mention that the object of the Messiah's action is Voldemort himself.

Messiah couldn't tell whether he was alive or dead, so he burst into tears.

"Ah... Tom, don't move... Please, ah..." The crying at this time could not be comforted as it should be, or Voldemort changed the way of comforting - using the language that the Messiah now loves again. And afraid of the way.The hot and thick clone was messing with his pussy, completely crushing his reason, making him almost faint.

The boy's eyes were full of tears, his mouth overflowed with moving moans and surrender-like cries, and his lustful body was still swinging and seducing him, Voldemort loved it all!Others will never be able to see such a Messiah!

……

When I opened my eyes, the fatigue and pain gradually returned.He was lying on the bed limply, kneeling in a fluffy form with his widely spread legs, which had no other purpose other than ornamental value.If it weren't for Voldemort's hands clasping his waist, he might have to lie on the ground.

But don't expect him to express any thanks!The high buttocks are still being penetrated violently by the man, the hot hard object is pulled out, and the deep touch is transmitted along the back like an electric current. Messiah is panting, unable to speak - he looks like this Who caused it? !

However, the relentless greed in the back of the acupoint is squeezing the man's passion, the obscene impact sound, the man's panting, his own moaning intermittently... Oh, this body doesn't seem to belong to him anymore, if it is possible... Please, he I can't bear so much joy!

Noticing that the Messiah had woken up again, Voldemort pressed his hips and leaned down, his hot body shivering being forced to accept his deeper desire, the teenager moaned in pain and pleasure. Voldemort's strong arms wrapped around Messiah's upper body, and hugged the boy forcefully as he knelt down.

"Ah... um... no..." The fiery erection changed its angle of intrusion in his body, and the intermittent words of refusal eventually became weak consent.The Messiah could only rely on Voldemort's strength to cling to him, saying that he was kneeling, but in fact he was still sitting on his clone with his back to Voldemort.

"Messiah..." Voldemort kissed the boy's shoulder distressedly. Of course he could feel Messiah's fatigue, including his voice was much hoarse than before.

The hot liquid that spewed out the first two times was not drained at all, and Messiah only felt a sore and swollen pain as Voldemort caressed him. Voldemort wasn't related yet, but the boy's still-growing body could hardly stand the constant passion.

"One last time, I promise." Voldemort licked the boy's beautiful earlobe while holding his erection underneath.

The hot and humid inner walls are sucking the man's desire like wanting to keep him in his body forever.He whispered softly in his ear, comforted, kissed, and stroked his lower body gently and quickly.The intense pleasure that made people melt made his body make another move that was contrary to his thoughts. He clearly felt that he had no strength, but he still swayed so hard.

going to be killed...

"Tom...Tom..." He called out his partner's name loudly, twisting his waist crazily, especially his lower body, to cooperate with the man's attack, "Ah, um...Tom...Tom, I love you, uh ……I love you……"

"I love you too, Messiah, I love you..."

They kissed each other with all their affection.Hot white fluid shot into his pussy, provoking him to cum again.

Messiah was lying on the bed in a collapsed state, and Voldemort hugged him from behind, quietly enjoying the warmth of the moment.

After a while, Messiah moved his shoulders and pushed Voldemort behind him who was kissing his sweat beads, "Tom, clean it up for me."

"Kiss clean?" Voldemort asked with a smile.

"...Cleansing Charm." Messiah pursed his lips and turned his head away, thinking that this way Voldemort would not see his flushed face.

Voldemort laughed softly, turned over and let Messiah lean on him, used a silent cleansing spell to clean the boy's body soaked in sexual fluid and the sheets under the two of them, and kissed Messiah's smooth forehead, "Sleep, I will ask you for leave tomorrow."

The place where they are now is Voldemort's office in Hogwarts, and the lounge in the cellar is the first time Messiah has entered...

"Tom..."

"Ok?"

Messiah buried his head in Voldemort's arms, he wanted to say something, but...

"Messiah," Voldemort hugged his lover's thin body tightly, he could feel the tension of Messiah at this moment, "do you still remember..."

Voldemort prolonged the ending on purpose, Messiah raised his head and looked at him suspiciously, "What?"

"You said it," Voldemort seemed a little dissatisfied with Messiah's forgetfulness, grabbed his hand and bit it punitively, and then placed it on his chest, "brother, the devil..."

"...brother...the devil."

- We are the same.