Remnant bones

Itachi was taken aback for a moment, obviously not expecting me to ask such a question.

He thought that the other party would silence him directly, but what is this question?Want to die... If there is no Sasuke, he doesn't care. Living without a goal is no different from death in his opinion.But since he survived...he has no reason to give up his life again.

The only courage to escape, he, is gone.

Hold the blade with your bare hands, avoiding the vitals of the neck.Itachi used actions to answer his own answer first.He lowered his eyes, and when he looked at me again, his firm and resolute gaze indicated that nothing could shake his mind: "I don't want to."

The protection of the family is about to be wiped out.Itachi knew that he had to live, to destroy that corrupt and dirty clan with his own hands, or to stop the killing and rebellion and infighting, and to live to make Sasuke stronger... so strong that he could protect his most important thing by himself!

"Reason." The corners of the thin lips curved slightly in a strange way, but it didn't make people feel the warmth of the smile at all, and it was so cold that it made people shudder from the bottom of their hearts.

"...Protection." The blade in his palm was embedded deeper, Itachi frowned, and the change in the opponent's Mu Ran made him feel a trace of uneasiness that could not be ignored.

"Protect..." Sure enough, have you found someone worthy of your life... I suppressed my smile, tightened my right hand holding the handle of the knife, relaxed my strength, and signaled him to let go.But when he understood what I meant and just opened his palm, he suddenly pulled back the bone knife, bringing up a line of bright red blood.

"Hmm..." Couldn't help but groaned, Itachi squinted his eyes subconsciously in pain, looking at me, his gaze changed from doubt to sharpness.That blow almost destroyed his entire left hand!

"I don't want to waste my 'fruits of labor', just as you wish...I just want you, forget everything I saw before, and keep my mouth shut to anyone. Otherwise..." I picked up a drop of blood on the blade with my tongue In the mouth, a faint fishy sweetness diffuses between the lips and teeth.I squinted my eyes in enjoyment, and when Itachi's attention was focused on my words, I suddenly used the handle of the knife with my backhand in lightning speed, and gave him a stroke of the artery.

At the moment when the attack came, Itachi subconsciously wanted to dodge sideways.Helplessly, the scarred body couldn't keep up with the instructions from the brain at all, so it could only take a solid hit.It was dark in front of my eyes, but I tried my best not to faint immediately, but barely supported the tree trunk, and stared at me with dilated pupils.

I reached out to grab his wrist and pulled him into my arms.I wrapped my arms around his waist, lowered my head, and dropped a soft, warm and moist shallow kiss on the dark red flame-like imprint on his forehead.Facing his stubborn eyes that were trying to stay awake, the ambiguous sound of breathing, accompanied by a name, came to his ears: "'Sasuke'...is that right?"

I couldn't see his expression clearly, but Itachi's body trembled uncontrollably.

……You've got it.

"You..." The chapped lips trembled slightly, and before he even had time to question how the other party knew about Sasuke's existence, Itachi's consciousness, at the moment of his loss of consciousness, was completely plunged into darkness.

The sudden and ending words came from the ear, and the pale face buried deep in the other's shoulder showed a bitterness that no one could see.

Leaning his head on my shoulder, he hugged his petite body with one hand.The sadness in his eyes was fleeting in an instant.When it comes to the person you care about the most, how many people can truly be completely rational... He is not, and neither am I.

Use the name he blurted out when he was talking in his sleep with a high fever as a condition for asking him to keep his mouth shut.Call me mean or shameless... I have never been a good person, never.

The most immediate threat, simple and effective.

"We are destined not to be in the same world..." Even if you can do anything for the people you care about, in the end, you are still just a child.Gentle and soft-hearted... I can't be absolutely cold like me.Even if the heart is bleeding, the hand holding the knife can not tremble.

I know, so I personally cut off the "tie" that might have arisen...

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Holding Itachi in my arms, I came to the comatose Konoha Anbe, and I unceremoniously kicked him where he was not injured, until the man woke up faintly, and then said coldly as always: "I don't want to die here , follow." After that, he turned and left.

"Uh... cough, cough cough!" The stinging pain of the wound caused the other party to cough a few times.

The silver-haired young man shook his head in a daze, and after regaining consciousness a little, he first scanned the surrounding environment vigilantly.When I saw the corpses all over the ground, I couldn't help but feel a bit of surprise in my heart.Looking at the white figure who couldn't stop moving away in front of him, the only silver-gray right eye that was exposed outside, a bright light flashed past.

After recalling who the person in the arms of the white-haired boy was, in the end, he just pondered for a while, then forced himself to stand up, picked up the sword that had been left in the corner of the battlefield, and limped along with all his might. superior.

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Because of the nearby snow ninja and fog ninja, they have been solved all at once.Even those who were still alive, I carefully checked them with snake eyes before leaving, and none of them were left alive.So in a short period of time, this snowy forest is completely a vacuum for searching. Before other troops notice the abnormality here, it is quite safe compared to other places.

Therefore, out of the psychology of not wanting to do "extra labor", my pace is only a little faster than ordinary people trotting, just enough not to shake off the "tail" behind me.And the other party obviously has no intention of walking side by side with me, and has always maintained a minimum safe distance.

Despite this little distance, the difference in physical condition between the two at this time can be completely ignored.

I have been homeless for more than a year, and I am quite familiar with this kind of camping.According to the characteristics of the terrain, Che Qinglu found a hidden cave where he could rest temporarily, surrounded by extremely dense bushes, even in winter, the criss-crossing tree branches can also be used as a pretty good camouflage barrier.And in this snowy and foggy weather, even if a fire is lit, it is difficult for people to find it under the cover of fog and branches.

After some simple care, I settled the unconscious Itachi, set up a campfire and prepared to rest here for a day, before continuing on the road tomorrow.

Of course, the safest way is undoubtedly to cross the national border immediately and enter the territory of the Fire Kingdom, and then take a complete rest.At that time, there would be no harassment from chasing soldiers, and there would be relatively complete equipment to heal injuries.

However, among the three people, two of them were seriously injured with almost no ability to fight, and my blood successor had to be temporarily sealed due to backlash.Under such circumstances, such a reckless approach is really unrealistic.To be conservative, let's take a break first.

"Swish..." After a soft sound of branches swinging and hitting, the silver-haired one-eyed Anbu appeared at the entrance of the cave, panting.

He glanced at me who was inspecting Itachi's wound, said nothing, and sat down at a seat farthest from me, where he could have a clear view of the entire cave.Holding my Taidao in my arms, I was secretly vigilant. While monitoring my every move, I also looked at the Itachi in my arms from time to time, with faint worries and doubts.

For some unknown reason, facing this sudden rescue, Yin Ya felt strange, but also indescribably familiar.I always feel that the white-haired boy looks familiar... But at least he can be sure that he has never seen him in the village.

He was neither Konoha's ninja nor a familiar outsider, so he didn't understand why the other party wanted to save them?And it looks like that person is very familiar with Itachi...

As Itachi's partner since becoming Anbu, Silver Fang still knows him quite well, at least, better than his clansmen.

Because of his personality and identity, Itachi doesn't have a big circle of contacts, basically they are people in the village, and he knows them all.In front of him was another genius boy who was comparable to Itachi in terms of appearance and strength, Silver Fang could be sure that he was definitely not from the village, let alone one of Anbu.After all, even with the mask on the mission, the hair color cannot be changed. That knee-length pure white hair is definitely enough to impress anyone.

But if it's people from outside the village, then there's no reason to save them!

Anbu's missions are always in teams of more than two people. After completing the missions, they can return to the village to return to their missions.Itachi seldom leaves the village when it is not on a mission, and during missions, it is impossible for him to hang out and get acquainted.But if you don't know Weresu, what is the other party's purpose?For the scroll?But the scroll was on Itachi's body, the other party should have got it long ago, so why did he come here to save him?What exactly does the other party want?Enemy or friend again...

A series of question marks filled Yin Fang's mind, but also distracted him, making him forget the pain of the wound.After carefully observing the other party for a long time, but still getting nothing, he asked in his slightly hoarse voice due to excessive blood loss, "Who are you? Why did you save us?"

"Kaguya-kun Mai, you doctor."

After taking care of Itachi's injury, I changed into a clean robe and mocked him coldly for his self-indulgence: "Your companion destroyed my herbs, before he pays off the debt he owed , I will always follow him. As for saving people...you are just passing by."

Fanwai II: Magic. Yi Weasel (Part [-]) The "White Demon King" under the blood moon...

Under the cold, silver-white moonlight, a huge ancient castle with a long history reflects a faint halo, like an elegant and luxurious silver knight under the moonlit night, noble and inviolable.

In this remote and simple village, there is undoubtedly the yearning for all innocent young people.

The girls admired and fantasized about the knight in the castle, just like the same love fairy tale, by chance, they fell in love with the familiar pure girl by the river.Thus, the girl became the hostess of the castle, and a handsome and extraordinary knight, and lived a happy life ever since.

The teenagers are eager, hoping that in the future, they can make great achievements on the battlefield, and after returning triumphantly, they will be rewarded by the king, be conferred the title of marquis, and obtain the rich and fertile fields as their own territory.Then, riding a tall and vigorous white horse, he returned to his hometown to marry his beloved girl.And such an ancient castle is their new house after marriage.

However, completely different from the ignorance and carelessness of teenagers and girls, the older generation who became parents sighed.Once, they also had such unrealistic but harmless little fantasies like those children who seemed to be full of vitality forever.But now, in the face of the young generation's eagerness to move, they can only issue a stern warning: don't go close there, don't go close to the castle sheltered by the devil!

That's right!There is...an ancient castle inhabited by demons, and in the eyes of those fallen nobles, it is a magical den that is as wonderful as heaven.

Want power?

Please exchange your most precious things, and you will get the corresponding power that can be exchanged for the price.Baron, Viscount, Earl, Marquis, Duke, Prince, and even the throne of a country!

Want money?

Please exchange your most precious things, and you will get the corresponding money that can be exchanged for the price.Ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million, one hundred million, one billion, even rich as an enemy!

So what if... you want to live forever?

Please take your most precious everything, power, money, life, and even your soul, as the price of eternal life.The demon with black wings will come to you in the bloody night.Offer your whole body of blood, offer your most humble dignity, offer your madness of abandoning humanity... pure white fangs flash, you will perish in eternal life.

The greed of human beings has brought them exciting and funny...games.

With their condescending contempt, they ridicule the weakness of human beings, their ignorance, their ambitions and desires that can never be satisfied.The so-called gift is their pity and ridicule for the tiny ants.

They are so lofty, with long lives, peerless appearance, and strong strength, but they are cruelly deprived of the qualification to bathe in the sun by God.

They are the darlings of the night, the children abandoned by the gods, and also a group of... poor people who are shrouded in loneliness and betrayal.

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In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a tall, straight and slender figure stood there.Looking up at the window, the full moon glowing with a faint red glow.

With a touch of scarlet moonlight, through the transparent glass, it fell on the man.Rendering a head of knee-length hair like snow into a light-colored red, like the blood of Baimei stained, it looks dirty, but Gao Jie, who cannot be played with, fell from the sky into the mortal world, evil and charming And flirtatious.

It's as if an angel has fallen into the demon world, the pure white is completely contaminated by the red and black of desire...forever, losing the chance to return.

Staring almost absent-mindedly, Yue who has watched it for countless nights.In my memory, only the full moon of that night was particularly vivid and unforgettable in my memory...

"Itachi..." The big white and slender hand, in a daze, unconsciously stretched out towards the full moon hanging high in the sky, but it was completely isolated by the invisible, cold and transparent layer.

At that moment, both the air and the time in the room seemed to be completely still.The thick murderous intent spreading from Mu Ran completely froze the isolated space at that moment.Life, breath, desire, emotion, soul...and, existence.

Of the pearl-like white eyes, only one can see a clear pupil, while the other is like a real pearl, cold and unable to see the so-called breath of life.

I lowered my eyes and slowly withdrew my gaze.The slightly trembling breath in the corner of the room brought me back to my senses, and I couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

"...Master." A silver-haired young man in a black complicated dress and a black one-eyed mask stepped out of the dark corner where he was standing.Respectfully bent over and knelt down on one knee, gently raised a corner of the pure white dress, brought it to his lips, full of admiration, and piously kissed: "It is my fault to disturb your private time. Please also You punish..."

In the silver-gray pupil, the white-haired man in a snow-white simple dress, although there are no flickering or expensive jewels to embellish, but the innate noble temperament undoubtedly makes him a nobleman. Elegant, luxurious, indifferent, and arrogant, they made the most perfect and supreme interpretation.

Just being glanced at by that indifferent and indifferent gaze is enough to make all blood nobles who worship power and aesthetics kneel at his feet without hesitation.Because of the strength of the oldest bloodline, and its personal existence and charm that cannot be ignored, it is the natural king of the blood clan, the "god" in their minds.

It's just that I never cared about these things that could be said to be imposed on me.Compared with the pursuit of power, money, and status that everyone yearns for, the reason why I sit in this position is more of a "responsibility", which is passed down through blood inheritance, "responsibility".

I never disdain the so-called ambition, and even dismiss all the so-called feelings.Or it can be said that in my simple emotional world, the only thing that I care about... has been completely smashed by "that person".Even the dross is gone with the wind, leaving nothing behind.

The deep imprint left now can only be called "hate".

I want to take revenge, do it myself, little by little... destroy everything he cares about.Even if I am the unattainable "god" in the eyes of other blood races.But everyone has forgotten... a long, long time ago, I, Zeng Jin, was also a "human being".

A "short-lived species"... fragile, small and vulnerable.

It's not that I don't have feelings, it's just that I once owned it, but I abandoned it in the corner of endless darkness.But now, it is "that person" who makes me regain "hope and warmth"... It is also "that person" who leaves me with "hate" alone.

As far as being a dirty and lowly bastard was concerned, it was his... "honour".

"Shut up, Kakashi." Coldly interrupting the silver-haired vampire's remorse, I raised my eyebrows impatiently, and said, "What did I tell you?"

Subconsciously gave a chill, Kakashi raised the corners of his lips slightly bitterly, and replied wittily: "I have already brought it, and it will be placed in your dormitory. But..."

"Very well, go and bring 'him' to the interrogation room." Ignoring his "but", I left such an order without emotion, turned around, and walked out of the study with rhythmic and beautiful steps.

Staring blankly at the right hand held in his hand, Kakashi slowly raised his head, looking at the lonely figure that was gradually going away, he couldn't help but let out a silent sigh: "I hope you, don't regret it..."

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Holding a sterling silver candlestick, the orange color is accompanied by little blue flames, swaying from side to side in the wind blowing from the ground.

Although the blood race is in the dark, it never needs the firelight to lead the way.But the "guest" invited by the silver-haired one-eyed blood clan this time was not from the same race, but a... blood hunter with only half blood blood and no night vision ability.

However, even if there is still this instinct from one of the ancestors, at this moment, there is no difference.Lighting the lamp was just a habit I had developed for "that person" as the housekeeper of those two people.For the vampires with excellent memory, this is not an instinct that is easy to forget.

"Da da, ta da..." The loud footsteps sounded even more clear and abnormal in the dark and dead dungeon.

The surrounding area has not been cleaned for a long time, and the bursts of rancid and salty smell did not let Kakashi leave the slightest trace on his face.He walked lightly and stopped in front of the rusty bronze gate in the deepest part.

With his right hand wearing a white glove, he stretched out his index finger at the position of the door lock, and drew a reversed pentagram out of thin air.A dark red light flashed, and the door slowly opened with a sound of "Zi Ya--".

"Tick tock..." On the wet rock wall, a turbid drop of water fell towards Kakashi's shoulder, but was bounced away by Mu Ran's thin layer of light blue halo.

In the dark room that is almost in its original state, as long as you take one step forward from the door, you will find a dirty and smelly pool about one meter deep.Most of the stench in the entire dungeon came from here.

As early as the beginning of the establishment of this castle, this prison cell existed here, and it never changed. There were always traitors, spies, and alien corpses, which rotted in the black water over time, leaving only The gray and white skeletons were buried at the bottom of the pool, becoming permanent "residents" in the room.

But at this time, the latest "resident" of this "dark prison" seems unable to enjoy this indefinite eternal honor. At least, the purpose of Kakashi's trip is to take "him".

"'Dark Fire', is he still alive?" Kakashi stretched out the candlestick in his hand, frowning, and whispered.

"Cough, cough..." In the middle of the water prison, a thin black-haired figure swayed a few times, and even pulled the heavy iron chains that bound him, making a series of crisp sounds of metal impacts.

The cold pool water took away all his human body heat, his limbs were crippled, he lost a lot of blood, and the severe trauma he suffered before was not bandaged at all.The infected wound caused the heat in his body to heat up faster, and his weak constitution made him fall into a coma where it was almost impossible to wake up.

To be able to survive until the moment when someone came, has to be said to be... a "miracle" that makes people extremely ironic.

In the hazy afterglow of the candle, the black figure who still had a breath of life raised his head with difficulty, but because the black hair soaked in water stuck to his face, he couldn't see his appearance and expression clearly.

If it weren't for the Sanguine's excellent hearing, his moan-like whisper would have been overlooked: "...Ca, Cassie?"

"It's me." An imperceptible pain flashed in his eyes, Kakashi looked at the once magnificent and embarrassed figure, and said in a deep voice: "Master... wants to see you."

What answered him was a dead silence like silence, and... despair.

Fanwai II: Magic. Isa (Part [-]) as you wish...

"Squeak—" The door opened with a soft sound, which shocked the little figure sitting on the edge of the gorgeous velvet bed.

Subconsciously raised his head to look at the opened door, and saw the noble man exuding a cold aura, with those pearl-like beautiful eyes, he glanced at him inadvertently, but there was not even the slightest trace of emotion on him. stay.

But with just one glance, the uneasiness and restlessness in the black-haired boy's heart were completely frozen in an instant.

It's so cold... His slender body couldn't help shivering, and the young man with a handsome face stared blankly at him as if uncontrollably.He was obviously afraid instinctively, but that unique temperament made people feel like he was under a spell, and he couldn't move his gaze away.deeply attracted by it.

This is, the legendary "devil king"... He subconsciously swallowed, and the cold sweat rolled down his back almost instantly.

In his mind, he had imagined countless times what the other party looked like.However, after seeing it with my own eyes, I found that the vocabulary used in the biography is so barren and simple!Cold, handsome, majestic, noble, elegant... only without the cruelty and blood that the world calls.

That luxurious and perfect figure is more like the unattainable "God" from "Heaven"... Noble and unprofane.But no matter what, people couldn't connect it with the word "devil king"...but he was terrified.

The soul was clamoring, trembling, and cowering. He was afraid of the other party, which came from the blood inherited from the ancestors and the huge insurmountable gap in the soul.

Such a "person" can make himself stronger... The extreme fear gave birth to a trace of indescribable excitement.Below the freezing point, the blood gradually boiled as if he did not hesitate to burn himself. The desire and the pursuit of power that emerged from the depths of his heart made him fearless at that moment.

"You are the 'devil king'..." It's not a question, but a statement... In the black eyes, the bright red fireflies are turning, gradually blooming the beautiful color of blood.He looked at the white "god" in the imperial chair in front of him who seemed to be fascinated by the full moon outside the window, his eyes were burning and crazy.

"I don't know who the 'devil king' is."

Indifferently correcting his mistakes in words, I slowly turned my head and looked at him, leaning on the armrest of the chair with my left hand to prop up my chin.

With slender legs crossed, I sat there lazily but without losing my demeanor. I casually looked at this familiar but unfamiliar black-haired boy.In his eyes, he saw the familiar bright red, and also saw the strange darkness: "All I know is that I can give you everything you want... anything."

"I want power." Decisive and firm, the spark ignited by hatred, powered by life and soul, bloomed with unique dazzling brilliance.

"Even if you betray yourself to the devil?" The corners of her lips gradually curled up without warmth, the beautiful arc exuded a heart-shattering cruelty.At this moment, the "god" broke through the hypocritical and dreamy illusion, and transformed into the absolute master of the dark abyss, living by killing and feeding on blood.

I only belong to the cold and deep night, the devil gods, never bother to pretend to be those white-winged bird people who play with mortals with fraternity... that group of people who break the "law of equivalence" and disrupt the "order" Great heresy.

"It is impossible for anything to fall out of thin air." The white and slender right index finger drew in the air, and the hidden silver-blue halo flashed away.Immediately afterwards, an invisible force forcibly dragged the half-devil son who was about to fall into the lightless abyss into my palm.

"Ahem..." The force on his neck made the black-haired boy groan in pain.The tugging from Mu Ran made him unprepared and could only kneel down at my feet in embarrassment.

The dark blue sharp nails touched the delicate neck, stroking slowly and gently along the slightly convex artery.It seems to feel the source of life gurgling and flowing below, and the intoxicating fragrance that gradually emanates.

Leaning down, I was indulging in the sweet and greasy smell of the tempting delicacy, and I couldn't help sticking out my tongue, and gently licked at the source of vitality, leaving a slightly numb wet mark.The seemingly invisible snort dyed the sensitive little earlobe a delicious pink in an instant: "You have to know...anything that doesn't belong to you, if you want to get it, you have to pay a price."

The slender figure trembled slightly, but the next moment, a hoarse and suppressed whisper came from my ear: "I know..." He knew... even so, he would never give up.

"Really." Pushing him away suddenly, I straightened up and watched him fall down hard on the pure wool bright red carpet without noticing.He narrowed his eyes full of malice, and said with mocking contempt: "Then, let me see your 'consciousness'. You know what to do...otherwise, I don't mind letting two adult male werewolves use actions." Teach 'you."

Subconsciously, he shuddered, and at that moment, the boy couldn't help but froze there.He recalled the scene that the silver-haired butler took him to the basement before he came to this room——

A muscular and handsome human man was pierced and stabbed by the huge and ugly dick while an adult male werewolf howled.Struggling, beating, kicking... The man tried his best to get rid of this "nightmare" that happened to him.It just doesn't work.

Slowly, except for the screaming at the beginning, the human man gradually began to struggle feebly, letting the werewolf bite his body with empty eyes, sprinting at the fragile and cracked back hole, bringing out a wave Dark red blood foam.

In the end, under the claws of the werewolf who turned into a wild beast under the full moon, he was dismembered into pieces of dead meat that no longer had consciousness.

The bright red blood, the stinky white turbidity, the mad howling of wolves, and the desperate eyes of the man longing for death.Scenes kept replaying in his mind, shocking his tense nerves.

Only then did he realize that death is actually not terrible... In this world, what he has seen is only one of the things that are far more terrifying than death, an insignificant part.

He didn't want to end up like that man, he needed strength, he needed to be alive, and then he personally avenged the dead clansmen!That was the only motivation for him to survive... For this reason, he chose to stay.In his heart, if he could only live aimlessly like a walking dead, he would rather end his life by himself.

Killing that man... was all his reason for being.

As early as that night when the fire was all over the sky, he already had no way out, no chance to escape and be weak, and everything... If it was just his body as the price, he could afford it, and it was the only thing he could give!

He stood up slowly and lowered his head so that I couldn't see his expression clearly.

The black-haired boy grabbed the hand at the collar, tightened and tightened, and finally, he let go.And he unbuttoned it little by little, and took off the only large white shirt on his body.Under the moonlight, the slender and immature white body is like that exquisite ivory artwork.

Maintaining the previous posture, I propped my chin and watched him walking naked in front of me step by step.He raised his legs stiffly and jerkyly, straddled my arms, and used his smooth and firm buttocks to gently press my vitals through the clothes.

With trembling hands, I unbuttoned my coat and shirt. He leaned forward, stretched out his small tongue, and licked the strong but slightly thin chest in front of him.He doesn't know any skills, all he can do is simply lick the pale skin that hasn't seen the sun for a long time according to the verbal instruction of the body attendant.

The clumsy move made me frown.I didn't have the patience to accompany him to toss and toss so slowly, I stopped his waist with one hand, and the other hand went down along the back, mercilessly straight into the private parts that no one has ever touched.

"Hmm!" The sudden coldness of the tight mouth made the boy let out an exclamation of discomfort, subconsciously twisting his lower body, trying to escape the other party's invasion.

Ignoring his struggle, I easily held him in my arms so that he couldn't move a bit.The fingers squeezed into the small hole turned and went deeper, pressing the tight inner wall to expand the space inside.Although it wasn't considered rude, the forceful action that ignored his feelings still caused the boy to straighten his back in pain, and he could only bite his lip tightly to prevent himself from moaning.

However, such a slow pace of progress obviously made me unsatisfied.And forcibly entering like a mindless beast is undoubtedly belittling my dignity as a vampire.

Troublesome brat... I frowned, freed my other hand, and stretched out to that immature doppelgänger to hold it gently.

"Ah...don't touch it, touch it there..." The boy was startled, he felt an uncontrollable shame that his vitals were completely mastered.But he doesn't have the ability to refuse, let alone the qualification to refuse, he can only let himself play in the opponent's hands.A feeling that he had never felt before, transmitted from the dexterous fingers to his newly developed body, a little bit of numbness like an electric shock, making him paralyzed involuntarily.

And the warm and soft inner wall, although it instinctively repels foreign objects that enter the body.Constantly tightening and pushing, but under the familiar touch again and again, it ignited an unprecedented hotness.Cooperating with the previous rubbing and pinching, it quickly took away all the strength in his whole body.

"Uh huh...huh..." The original painful moan, chanted like that inflection, turned into a strange low panting moan.That big hand that didn't belong to him seemed to have stained the shameful part with succubus saliva, making it no longer a part of his body, and his body gradually betrayed his consciousness.

That jerky and forbearing reaction pleased me inexplicably.In my memory, when I hugged that person for the first time, that person was only about the same age as him at this time.Obviously panicked and at a loss, but pretended to be calm and tried to cooperate.At that time... I thought he chose to indulge my request because he "loved" me.

But now it seems...that was just a "sacrifice" to accomplish the purpose.Just like the "sacrifice" offered when summoning a demon.

The smile that overlapped with what I remembered at that time gradually became black with hatred, becoming ferocious and distorted.The sarcasm that had never been seen before blurted out like out of control.

"You...have never fucked a woman before." The tone without any emotional ups and downs easily aroused the boy's tense nerves.

Looking at that childish face, it flushed instantly.At the moment before he suppressed the humiliating anger and erupted, I changed my previous indifference, and suddenly raised a fake smile without a smile on my face, leaned over to close my stubbornly pursed mouth, and provoked Open his lips and teeth, plunder his breath.

"Hmm..." Transparent body fluid seeped out from the gap where the lips meet.Sliding down the white chin, which turned from round to slightly pointed, rolled down the neck and down to the chest, leaving a wet trace with a shimmering water.

Because of the lack of oxygen, the boy's consciousness gradually blurred, and the previous resistance became weaker and weaker.The dark eyes were covered with a hazy layer of water vapor, and the blush on the cheeks did not dissipate for a long time.

Loosen my mouth, pull a transparent sticky silk thread, and I use long and thin kisses to completely bury the boy's sanity.Nibbling and savoring every inch of delicious and smooth skin, from the slightly protruding Adam's apple