temple

Spring dream, touch warning in sleep

Nathaniel felt that the darkness surrounding him had dissipated a bit, he was warm and full as if being soaked in warm honey water, it seemed that all pain and hunger had gone away from him.

He woke up from his sleep.

Original Sin, who was bound by blood, hadn't experienced such a comfortable and dark dream for a long time.He opened his eyes, yawned leisurely, sat up from the bed, and realized that he seemed to be a little fatter than before, with a thin layer of flesh under his skin.

Napoleon found himself an adult.

The boy frowned.Naibonir didn't want Haniya's blood, even if he was really uncomfortable and could hardly bear it, every night Haniya lying beside him with blood leaking from the skin made him so hungry that he couldn't sleep at night.But he is the original sin, even if there is no blood to eat, he will not die. He originally planned to suppress his instinct, so that the blood of this accidental blood would not be nourished and then slowly dry up.

The **** breath of the blood race is still a bit weak.

Nabilnier has always been proud, and he doesn't care whether he will be hurt by the darkness after losing this bloodline, not to mention that eating blood is a kind of humiliation to him.

But if it's Hania's blood...he thinks it's acceptable.

He also thought about how he could continue to stay in the temple after losing the "concealment" talent of the blood race, but he never expected that Haniya, as the son of God, would actually feed him blood, and the blood blood of the blood race immediately regained its vitality.

Napoleon was in a complicated mood, but his body was indeed much more comfortable.The joy that overflowed from the shattered soul core prevented him from being annoyed by the deviation of the plan.Even when he drank the blood in his sleep, his trembling soul when he woke up told him how sweet and alluring Haniya's blood was, and it was impossible not to want it.

The opponent's blood is very strong, enough to satisfy his requirements for blood.

The only thing that worries the boy is that he doesn't know how much blood he needs, and whether it will cause harm to fragile humans.He looked at the empty bed under the quilt.

—Where is Hania?

Haniya is squatting in the bathroom, washing her underwear in embarrassment.

It's not that he didn't know that vampires would make their prey feel pleasure when they sucked blood, but he didn't expect that the pleasure of sucking blood from fingertips would be so intense-this wound wasn't even bitten open by Nabilnier himself.At the beginning, Hania was busy observing Nabolnir's state, so he didn't react much; it wasn't until the boy's face turned red obviously, and he unconsciously sucked his fingers with his mouth, that he felt the heat surge in his body.

The Holy Son is still very young, and these three short years have allowed his boy to grow up, but he is still in a restless and vigorous youth.

Life in the temple is pure and ascetic, and Haniya seldom has desires, but the nature of human reproduction makes it difficult for him to resist the pursuit of pleasure.The pleasure brought by the blood sucking caused Haniya to have some physiological reactions, and she could hardly help sighing, and kept stroking the back of Nabolnier's neck uncontrollably.

Even if he forcibly restrained his impulse and fell asleep peacefully, it would not help.Naibao Nier has always been clingy, probably finally got some strength, and hummed softly in his sleep, insisting on getting into the man's arms.He has such an attractive face, but he wants to be naked and squeamishly curled up in someone's arms unconsciously, constantly rubbing his soft cheeks against Hania's chest, purring like a cat.The young Shengzi was almost suffocated, and he endured it so hard that he didn't rub the boy who had a rare dream into his arms and caressed him.

The temple treats sex very harshly.

Haniya had never tasted sex before, and for a while she was full of thoughts about Nabolnier's fat cheeks, rosy lips after sucking blood, flexible naked body and white and soft little feet.He fell asleep very late, and he was still half asleep and half awake, and he was tortured by one chaotic dream after another, so he wanted to call for help.

It's a pity that after a beautiful night, I have to face dirty pants when I get up.

The dignified son of course doesn't need to wash his own clothes.But when it happened suddenly, Hania was really embarrassed to show the trousers to others, and she didn't want to hear the attendant ask why she lost a pair of trousers for no reason, so she could only clumsily try to wash them off by herself—follow her face, let herself Calm down again.Once I met Napoleon, it was hard to bring my emotions to his boy.

After all... Nair is innocent.

Haniya rubbed her pants with her hands.

Help, how the fuck will you feed the cub blood in the future!

"Haniya?" A little fluffy head emerged from the door of the bathroom, and the raised messy hairs moved, "You're gone."

There was a bit of complaint in his voice, acting like a baby, as if not seeing Haniya made him extremely uneasy.The boy opened his arms to Haniya, so His Royal Highness immediately put aside his tangled mood and half-washed pants, walked over and picked up the little guy who was only wearing his own white robe, "Are you still hungry? Why did you get out of bed by yourself?"

I'm afraid you will be sucked dry by me.Thinking about it, Nabil Neal sat lazily on the man's arm and yawned, and replied obediently, "I'm not hungry anymore."

Nabilnier didn't ask him why he gave himself blood, and the man didn't take the initiative to mention it.Haniya rubbed his messy head, carried her cub back to the bedroom and put it on the bed, picked up a soft comb to comb his hair.Nabel Neil's hair is actually very smooth, as beautiful as a coiled silk, Haniya was reluctant to cut it off, so she kept it down to her waist.The little guy liked being combed by him, squinted his eyes comfortably, curled up on the man's lap, and made a happy little grunt.Hania looked amused, and stretched out her hand to pinch his fleshy face.

He found that once Nabil Nier appeared in front of him alive and kicking, he would no longer think about it, and he was faintly relieved.Naibonir was originally the cub he raised, and Haniya didn't want to associate him with biological impulses.

Neil was still a child.

The original sin of being forced by the child didn't know what the other party was thinking. After the man combed his hair, he rolled lazily and looked up at him.Haniya put her hands on both sides of his face and pressed down lightly, the boy was squeezed so that his mouth was pouted, and he looked at him blankly and innocently.

Haniya is so cute again.

He sighed, and felt that the main reason for his torment all night was that Neil was too good-looking—this little briquette was the only person in the world whose appearance could be compared with him.Haniya calmed down, feeling that his conscience was being condemned, and he thought that the reconciliation between heaven and hell must have caused him to be too idle now; if he fought jihad every day like a hundred years ago, he must have no time to think about these messy things.

Life in the temple is still too easy.

Haniya thought about finding something to do for herself, then picked up the boy, dressed him, and carried him to the morning prayer.

The faithful were surprised by the arrival of Nabolnir.They have been told that this little beauty no longer appeared because of illness, and after saying hello to His Highness the Son, they all congratulated him on his recovery.

The boy said very little in front of outsiders, he just stood beside Haniya docilely and smiled at everyone.

Beauty crit ×2.

Bewitched by the beauty, the believers turned back to pray in a daze.Haniya put Narbonnell under the altar and settled down, re-confirmed that his physical condition could allow him to pray alone, and whispered a few words before turning around and walking towards the cross alone.

Only the Son is qualified to ascend to the altar.

When His Royal Highness the Son begins to chant God's hymn, believers will begin to pray silently.Everyone lowered their heads, so no one saw the boy brought back by the Holy Son raised his face, looking at Haniya's back devoutly and peacefully.

As if he was the god he followed.

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Nair worried: What if I suck Haniya up?

Haniya: ...you don't have to worry about it.

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A large wave of little bats is approaching

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