I'm playing mud in Western Fantasy

Thick velvet curtains hang down on the ground, being pulled tight by the cold so that no light can come out, breathing in the dark night blends.Fei Xi felt the lump of mud falling on his stomach, and the weight coming through the silk pajamas made him dare not move.

The pajama pants that had faded to the crotch were pulled up. Yilin held the little magician's hand with one hand and pressed it on the pillow, suppressing the anger in his heart and asking in a low voice: "Tell me, dear, what were you doing just now?"

Hearing his voice, Fei Xi's legs trembled a little, her heart rate jumped seventy miles, and tremblingly said: "You've been very strange these days."

Yilin didn't speak, waiting for his next words.

"When you hug me, when you kiss me, and...and when you put on your clothes in the morning..."

Fei Xi couldn't continue, he felt that the king on his body was getting closer, and the lump of mud on his stomach had been squeezed and deformed between the two of them, as if it had been crushed into a cake.

The two people were face to face, and the suppressed hands seemed to be pinched by a soldering iron, numb and painful.

"My hand hurts so much." The little magician softened his voice, raised his head slightly and wanted to kiss the furious king, but was avoided.

"Erin?"

Fei Xi was nervous, but then he felt his eyes light up, and he subconsciously closed his eyes and turned his head to avoid the glare.With a loosening of his wrist, Yilin let go of his hand, and slowly straightened up. There was nowhere to hide the flattened mud mass between the two of them, and it reflected colorful black under the orange magic stone lamp.

The king's fingers held the piece of mud tightly in his hand. Fei Xi quietly glanced through the gap between his fingers and then closed his eyes. His mind exploded, looking for a solution to the current desperate situation.

The system has completely lost contact, and Fei Xi's call for help was fruitless, and he remained dead silent.

Holding the black, soil-like thing in his hand, Yilin felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was touching his own hand.

He tried to squeeze the lump of mud, and the shape changed with his strength. It looked like mud but it was not sticky, and it didn't have a strange smell. Pants, and where this lump of mud is...

The king's expression turned slightly distorted, but the little magician, who covered his face and hid in the quilt, didn't see it. He was still looking forward to the goddess' apparition, so that the king who had lowered his intelligence when he met him reappeared yesterday, and his IQ should not be on the line.

But things backfired. When desire was banned, IQ once again occupied the high ground.The little magician's hand covering his face was pulled away and pressed to his ear, and the warm black soil stuck to his cheek.

"Venus, what is this?"

What's this?This is your chicken.

Fei Xi was about to cry, but she didn't dare to move her face, she could only lower her eyes to avoid Yilin's eyes.

"Answer me. As long as you tell the truth, I'm not angry."

Yilin already had the answer in his heart, but he wanted to know the reason why he did this from the mouth of the little magician.What's more, I haven't suspected him at all in the past few days, why does Fei Xi suddenly want to...

The soil in his hand was placed on the head of the bed, and the king squeezed the little magician's chin slightly, making him look directly into his eyes: "Honey, you said that we should be honest with each other."

"I didn't, I didn't do it on purpose." Fei Xi held his hand, her eyes turned red, and her voice trembled unconsciously: "You went too far before, and you did it on purpose..."

Yilin's hand pressed lightly on the back of his neck: "What on purpose? Because of a presumptuous marriage contract?"

Fei Xi froze and squeezed his hand: "I..."

"I woke up that day, thinking it was a punishment from the goddess, punishing me for pulling her messenger into the mortal world and falling into the abyss of desire. Punishing me for blasphemy."

Yilin let out a low laugh, opened his mouth and bit the little magician's white neck, and slowly rubbed the soft skin with his teeth, leaving water marks, red marks and an obvious tooth mark.

"I'm still rejoicing. Fortunately, the object of punishment is me, not you."

The kiss fell on the side of the ear and the side of the neck, Feixi put his hand on his shoulder, the fingertips were wrapped around the soft blond hair, he didn't know whether he should pull the person away forcefully, or follow his movements, lift his neck and lift his most vulnerable body. Give in part.

Yilin raised his head, kissed the red corners of his eyes, pulled up his nightgown with his hands, and hugged each other with naked/exposed bodies.This time, instead of subconsciously raising his crotch to cover up his incompleteness, he embeds between Fei Xi's legs, allowing him to feel it with his own body.

The legs wrapped around his waist, and the strong hug made the friction between the bodies more obvious, but Fei Xi felt hot in the flat place, and the subconscious friction made the hands around his waist tighten.

Her black hair fell to her shoulders and was kissed.

"Why end your punishment? My God."

The hands under the nightgown traveled around, pinching the nipples on the little magician.Yilin heard the sound of his inhalation and kissed him, and the blurred voice between his lips and teeth seemed to be an explanation, or a surrender begging for mercy.But they were all swallowed into the stomach, leaving only a faint sound in the world.

"That's what you are, that's why I hate..."

Just after being let go, Fei Xi was kissed again, the words of complaint echoed in the air, and the sound of humming quickly replaced it.The hand on the back grabbed the blond hair hard, trying to leave a mark on the king's generous back.

The arched body covered Fei Xi in the shadow, he panted and wiped off the water stains at the corners of his mouth, pursing his red lips.

"The thing I can't bear the most is losing you, or seeing you get hurt." Yilin kissed his fingertips, threw away the few remaining blond hairs, and bit his fingers with his teeth.

Fei Xi regained his composure, and withdrew his hand: "But you have to learn what patience is, Your Majesty."

"A good monarch will always be patient when it should be. Staying awake is what you should do." Fei Xi wiped his saliva on his nightgown.

Yilin looked at him: "So, you castrated me?"

Fei Xi was taken aback: "No, I didn't." He propped himself up on his elbows and wanted to sit up and explain, but the king held his hand and pressed it between his crotch.

"Then what's the explanation here? My dear."

Feixi blushed and wanted to pull her hand out, gritted her teeth and said, "I just want to take it off for you, modify it a little and then return it to you, I didn't want you to always be..."

"Modify? What do you mean?"

Yilin looked at the mud on the bedside that he had squeezed into strange shapes, feeling very complicated and wonderful in his heart, and felt a pain in his mind.He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can the body be shaped again? My dear, you can really surprise me."

Fei Xi finally pushed him away and sat up straight. Just as she was about to say something, she felt something soft in her hands.

He raised his hand and saw the egg half-squashed by his palm.

Fishy: ...

Erin: ...

It turned out that there were still fish that slipped through the net.

The king put the things in his hand together with the mud on the bedside with a cold face. Fei Xi, who was sitting on the bed, did not dare to move, watching him hold the black mud with his hand.

"So Venus, what do you want to modify? I think I need your guidance."

The soil deformed between the fingers, and the murmur sounded in the ear.

"Tell me what modification you want. My God."

"Maybe bend it a bit? Or can we stretch it?"

"I suppose you don't like those grotesque things."

"Send down your will, my God, and I will satisfy you."

Fei Xi closed her eyes, trying to avoid Yilin's life-threatening questioning in this way.But this will only make his hearing sharper, and the sound of clay molding will become more obvious, as well as the friction and touch between hands, all challenging his fragile nerves.

The flesh and blood that fell from his body was like this kind of mud, and Yilin began to recall what he saw when he returned to the human world.

In the yard of the wooden house, the thin mage appeared in front of him with a sleepy face. Seeing his expression, he seemed surprised but sleepy.Those hands resting on the door frame were white and thin, and the blue blood vessels were particularly obvious in the sunlight.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the hand that was caged by himself, it seemed that there was not much difference from when we first met, it was still thin and pale.

It was these hands that pulled him out of the endless darkness, and molded his body for him to return to the world.The blood vessels lurking under the skin irrigate their own new life, establish the connection of the torso, and make the decayed heart heat up and beat again.

He is his creation.

Unique in this world.

"My God..." Yilin laughed, raised Fei Xi's hand, bit his wrist, and kissed the flowing blood through the thin skin.

They shed the same blood and are the most intimate existence in this world.

Fei Xi looked at him: "Are you going to bite me?"

The blood bar above the king's head did not drop, and the mood on the panel did not show anger or excitement. The word joy made Fei Xi elusive, and he even wondered if he was mad.

"You shaped my body like this too?" Erin asked.

Fei Xi was taken aback: "No, it's just what you should look like, and I'll restore your look."

To be precise, it wasn't him, but the system.After all, with his hands, Yilin might not even have a human figure.

"Really?" Yilin's fingers were still fiddling, and the pajamas on his body had been pulled away, revealing his firm chest.

The king of sex/sensuality, making chicken online.

Fei Xi stared blankly at the ball of clay in his hand that was getting more and more decent, and couldn't help asking: "Is there a clay class in the education of the nobles?"

"What is that?" Yilin looked at him, "It's just a strange feeling, as if my fingers know how to restore my body."

His hand paused: "My god, you haven't answered my question yet."

"How exactly do you want to modify your creation?"

Fei Xi couldn't tell, he didn't have the guts to say in front of Yilin, why don't you make it smaller?No man can accept such a request.

He remained silent until Ilyn lay flat on his bed, letting his Creator chant a spell to restore the lost organs.

The tiny magic circle lit up, and the light illuminated the bedroom and soon became dim again. Fei Xi put the staff back into the ring, but was soon held by his hand, and all the rings on his fingers were taken off and placed on the bedside.

He lay on his back on the bed, watching the king in front of him brush his blond hair back, and the lost bird of prey came to life and pressed against the little magician's legs.

Facy felt suffocated after just one look.

The chicken is the chicken, but that's it.

The legs were separated, and something was ready to be inspected. The smooth silk brushed against the skin, and the light blue color covered the magician's body.

The king looked at his god and said with a chuckle: "I have modified some places without authorization, and I may need your advice."

He leaned down and kissed Fei Xi's lips.

"After all, I have to please my god."

Fei Xi looked at him, blinked his eyes and asked dryly, "What modification?"

Yilin didn't answer, but just kissed Fei Xi's face and expressed his desire: "I want to blaspheme my dear."

He wanted to blaspheme his creator god.