[Angie] Double Wings

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In the past few years, no matter how busy the daily affairs were, Jules would always find some time to spend alone for a while at the highest goddess hill in the Holy Land.He felt he had an obligation to do it, whether it was meditating, bathing, praying, or waiting for an oracle.

Until that time, he really heard the voice of the Rose Goddess, "Calm and passionate, open your firm eyes and move forward, pursuing what you really should pursue." '

He understood the meaning of this sentence, and he also understood the first half of the title, but the second half made him hesitate for a long time.The Sakria of Light he holds has a tendency of 'moving', endless and moving forward... But there is still a gap between the 'enthusiasm' he understands, he doesn't know what kind of things he will hold Enthusiasm, but he knew he was afraid of his own enthusiasm.

For this reason, Jules did not go to the Goddess Hill for a long time... as if trying to escape from something.

He stared straight at Clavis, somehow remembering the goddess' evaluation.

"Just now...the dead man who was originally a pottery artist." If possible, Jules hoped that he would remain calm forever. He didn't need any enthusiasm to disturb his mood. "I beheaded him."

Clewis responded lightly, "Oh." He didn't let go of his hand.

Jules swallowed, and inexplicably began to explain the meaning of beheading, "That is, using the blade from the neck..." He suddenly felt that he was at a loss for words, and he didn't know what else to say to Clewies...no matter what The words are good, and it is much better than the strange silence between the two of them, "You know... a two-handed sword, or a slanted long knife..."

"Ah."

"Cut... the head off..." Jules felt that his words were stupid to death.

Clavis didn't answer at all.

"After he died..." Jules could hardly speak clearly, "I mean, after his head fell off, the...heaviness that he felt from stepping into the garden gradually faded away. "

"annoying."

Jules also knew he was talking nonsense, but if he didn't try to make his mouth talk nonsense, he wouldn't know what to fill the strange silence at the moment.

Yes, this silence would prompt him to do horrible things, the kind he would regret for the rest of his life.

For example... struggling lightly, but trying to narrow his movements, for fear that Kravis would think he was struggling, he carefully pulled his right hand out from between the two bodies.Feeling that Clewis' left arm still wrapped around his waist hadn't been loosened, Jules was tense in a daze, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

In a trance, Jules raised his freed right hand and gently held the cheek of the silent man in front of him.

"Say something... Clavis, tell me something."

Kravis didn't say anything, just watched Jules quietly with his deep dark purple eyes.

So is the left hand.Jules took out the left hand that was sandwiched between the two of them, Cleves' right hand that was holding his vest was relaxed for a moment, but then he hugged him tightly again, with a look Not intending to let him breathe.

Jules used his freed left hand to hold the other side of Clavis's cheek, and he knew in his heart that his actions at the moment were too explicit, but he didn't pause at all.His body seemed to have a sense of independence, and he leaned forward stubbornly against his will, causing him to slowly approach Kravis' calm face.

Cleves is not blind or mentally challenged, he should be able to see what he wants to do...

But Cleves didn't do anything that Jules thought was normal, like pushing him away or something...he just slowly closed those deep eyes.

Jules was not blind or mentally challenged, and he could see that Clavis was willing to accept it.

Their noses touched lightly, Jules turned his head slightly reflexively, and closed his eyes.In the darkness, he could clearly hear the violent heartbeat of Cleves, which was very close to his own heartbeat, so close that they could infect each other, beating at the same frequency, as if only one heart was beating.

Yes, they are one.

Jules was taken to the Holy Land alone at the age of five, lived among a group of adults, did heavy work that did not match his age, became the chief patron saint admired by everyone, and was surrounded by people every day In the crowd, I always feel lonely... Jules doesn't want to be so vain, but he still can't help thinking this way.All this is out of the mercy of the Goddess.Because the goddess sympathized with his longing, she specially gave him Clevis, who was as young as him.

The back view of the maladaptive child crying in the corner not only inspired him to be competitive, but also comforted him who also felt lonely... Behind Jules' harsh and contemptuous reprimand to Clavis, there is still The acceptance and expectation of his companions, and, as time passed, some unspeakable emotions secretly grew in his heart.

Clavis belonged to him, and he belonged to Clevis.Even after all these years of their feud... he still wanted to believe that.They are destined to spend the endless days together in the Holy Land, which is many times longer than ordinary people. They have nothing but each other, and together they are the wings of the queen of the universe, the guardian saints of light and darkness... …

Patron Saint!

For a moment, Jules couldn't remember what this familiar word meant.He didn't move, but suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and then, the sense of responsibility that had been ingrained in his mind since he was five years old suddenly woke up.

Kravis obediently asked Jules to hold his face with both hands, his deep eyes were gently closed, quietly waiting for the man to approach him.But could he really just blaspheme Clevis like that?Clavis is Her Majesty's patron saint of darkness, a silent, cool, 26-year-old man who has mastered tremendous power, if that's really the case... Kissed by him in this dark and narrow staircase... Why should he trample on Clavis' dignity to fulfill his own desire?

He has no right to treat Clavis like this.

Jules jerked his head back a few inches abruptly, away from the lips of Clavis, whom he had kissed just a grain of wheat away, wanting to destroy himself with hatred.

"I……"

Clavis opened his eyes, his slender black brows were furrowed, and he stared at him in disbelief, "Julies?"

"sorry."

"Damn!"

Clavis let go of the hands that had been holding Jules tightly.As soon as Jules relaxed his body, just as he felt relieved, the back of his head was immediately held between Kravis's slender fingers, and he was roughly hooped towards Kravis's own face.

That moment was too hasty, so hasty that he had no time to object, Clewis kissed him forcefully and jerky.

It wasn't until the moment when the four lips touched that Jules finally realized how much he wanted the kiss he was not entitled to.He was only stunned for a moment, perhaps not even a second, and the impulse he had barely restrained just now could no longer be restrained.

He responded to Clevis' kiss so eagerly that he didn't even have time to beg His Majesty's forgiveness in his heart.

Jules opened his lips in a trance, and also parted Clevis's lips.And Klevis was obviously bewildered by his actions, relaxed the pressure of the original kiss, let Jules turn his head, avoiding their crowded noses, and then used his warm tongue Swept over his lips, and sucked further and gently.

Clavis has a small, round mouth and tastes surprisingly soft.But Jules was not satisfied with this, he let go of Clavis abruptly, taking advantage of the moment when he was stunned, the tip of his tongue gently and delicately attacked his half-open lips again, and rolled into his mouth , broke in quite boldly, drove straight in, and found the tip of his tongue that he hid.Then he slowed down and teased Kravis slowly.

When Jules felt Clevis hug him tightly again, he finally found a suitable angle with Clevis, and at the same time allowed the soft tip of his tongue to gently enter his mouth, welcoming his eager exploration.

all is well...

Clewis kept his hand on Jules' face, gently supporting his jawbone, as if afraid that he would avoid the lingering and sweet kiss between them again.Jules loosened his grip on Clavis' cheek, giving him more room to move, his left hand running up the side of his ear, fingertips digging deep into his soft, heavy straight hair; It also slowly stroked down Clavis' chest...

Jules' fingertips suddenly touched a piece of warm moisture, he was startled, and stepped back very slowly.

"Don't back away..." Clavis had an indescribable expression on his face, and called his name in a low voice, "Julies?"

Jules glanced at the wound on his left flank that was still bleeding slowly, feeling a sudden burst of guilt.

It was all his fault, Jules thought.True, that would not be what Cleves wanted.It was all his fault that he had taken advantage of Cleves's wounded and insane state to cowardly induce him to do this disgraceful and disgraceful thing.

"Being kissed by a man...do you feel disgusting? I'm sorry, I won't..."

Clavis burst out laughing.

Even if Kravis scolded him, or even beat him...he could understand any kind of reaction.But laughing like this was not the kind Jules could have expected.Jules opened his eyes wide, staring at the man in a daze.And this man was stretching out a finger, gently stroking his lips, with an expression on his face that was still unfinished.

"Is it defeated by your sense of guilt? Jules," Clavis said with a smile on his face, "or, was he completely insane by this kiss? Obviously I kissed you on my own initiative."

"... Even so, it was me, I... I was going to kiss you first."

Clewis looked at him calmly, "Since it's disgusting to be kissed by a man, why did you kiss me?"

"What's the reason?" Jules lowered his head dejectedly, and didn't speak any more.

"Is there no reason?"

Jules didn't have the face to keep concealing it anymore. Shame and remorse made him lose the power to pretend, "I love you." He knew his tone was weird, but he couldn't continue to pretend, "Since it is the truth, I have no reason Justifying myself in this situation...is me doing something wrong..."

"You did nothing wrong."

"...Is it right?"

"It's not right or wrong, Jules. Everything just now was beautiful." Kravis still looked straight at him, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.He sighed lowly, "Including what you said just now...you know that I do too."

Jules couldn't breathe at all for two seconds, as if he couldn't understand Clavis' words, "...what is it?"

"I love you, Jules...I can hide it from people in the entire universe, but I can't hide it from you."

He didn't answer, just looked at Kravis stiffly.

At this moment, it was the first time that Jules thought about Kravis's feelings for him without hesitation, perhaps because he subconsciously believed in it... He was stunned, but not too surprised.

Clavis smiled softly, "I didn't expect you to say it in such a way, Jules, I have never been sure what you really think." He leaned slightly closer, his usually indifferent face , there was a look that Jules couldn't understand, his face was radiant, it was indescribable, "I still want it."

Clavis was so happy when he was so depressed...

Jules replied with difficulty, "Your injury needs to be dealt with."

He was refusing... Yes, what the two of them were thinking at this moment was completely staggered in different directions.

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