Just after noon, it is the hottest time of the day, and the scorching sun is basking on the earth.
In this sultry weather, the water curtain above the Garland Palace has opened.
The graceful arched column is suspended and surrounds the palace. In other seasons, it looks like a decorative building, but this suspended arched column is actually hollow. It is connected to the elevated aqueduct next to it, and there is living water in it. constantly flowing.
When the weather is sultry, the suspended arches will open, and fine water sprays out from them, forming a thin, small artificial waterfall.
At this moment, except for the door, the other three sides of the palace were shrouded by a curtain of water falling from the sky, which lowered the temperature in the palace a lot.
The scorching sun was like fire, and under the scorching sun, even the grass on the ground was somewhat wilted, and the branches and leaves of the crown were hanging listlessly.
The guards who were guarding outside the palace were flushed from the sun, their hair had already been wet with sweat, but they were still standing like stone sculptures, motionless.
When they saw someone approaching from a distance, they raised their eyes and stared at the person coming.
After the visitor approached, several guards hurriedly bowed and saluted, and then got out of the way.
Heimos walked quickly into the gate of the palace. The weather was too hot. He first walked to the fountain and splashed water on his face, which made him feel refreshed.
Then, he passed the maid who saluted him and entered the door of the room.
As soon as he entered the door, Heimos saw Tapti standing in the outer room.
When the female officer saw him come in, she raised her hand to put her index finger on her lips, and made a silent gesture to him.
He subconsciously stepped down.
"Your Majesty is asleep."
The female officer said softly, "There are too many political affairs during this time, and he has slept very late these days."
Heimos nodded, indicating that he understood.
"I'll go see him."
He said, and then went inside without waiting for Tapti to answer.
The female officer had no time to stop her, so she could only shake her head helplessly and go with Heimos.
In fact, what she said just now meant that Heimos should either stay outside and wait, or leave first and come back later.
Who knew that His Excellency Heimos went straight in.
never mind.
Presumably Your Majesty Heimos would not have the heart to disturb His Majesty's sleep.
With this thought in mind, the female officer sat down in the outhouse, drank tea in peace, and waited.
After her majesty wakes up, she will naturally call her in.
…
When Heimos walked into the administration room, what he saw was Garlan sleeping on the obsidian bench.
There was also a stack of documents on the table, and the wind made a rustling sound when it came.
Onyx-carved ballast is pressed against it, so that the paper will not be blown to the ground by the wind.
On the bench behind the table, the teenager leaned on the soft cushion, his head tilted on the armrest on one side of the seat.
Long golden hair hung down from the jet-black obsidian bar like flowing gold.
He closed his eyes, parted his lips slightly, and breathed softly.
Garland looked sound asleep.
The jade plates placed in the four corners of the room contained large pieces of ice, exuding a slight chill, making the room much more comfortable than the outside.
Perhaps it was because it was too comfortable that Garlan fell asleep unconsciously.
Heimos lightly walked around the table and walked to Garlan's side.
The obsidian bench is wide enough for three people to sit on. At this moment, Garlan was leaning on one side of the armrest, leaving most of the left side free.
Heimos stood beside Garlan, who was sleeping lightly. When he turned his head, he saw the half-marked document on the desk. The handwriting on it was very familiar.
Taking a closer look, he found that the stack of documents was exactly the idea of reforming the Third Legion that he handed over to Gallan two days ago.
Many places on the paper were underlined by Garland, and something was written next to it. It seems that Garland asked him to come over to discuss this matter with him.
Since Garlan was still sleeping, he was waiting anyway, so Heimos simply reached out and picked up the stack of parchment, and read it first.
Just watched two of them, and a drop of water slid from his cheek to the corner of his lips along the tip of his hair.
His forehead was wet when he splashed his face with the water from the fountain just now, and then water marks appeared.
I didn't feel it just now, the corners of his lips were a little wet, and Heimos, who was reading the document, suddenly felt a little thirsty.
He raised his head and saw the glass cup on the table at a glance. It should have been leftover from Gallan's drinking. It was already empty.
As soon as he thought of Garland, his eyes naturally rose and fell on Garland.
The young man was still sleeping quietly, his brows calm and soft.
The beautiful face is like a magnolia that blooms quietly in the early morning sun, dyed with a circle of golden edges, and a little night dew rolls on the soft petals.
As long as he stays there quietly, that place is so picturesque and beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.
Although the temperature in the room was much lower than outside, it was still high in the hot summer.
A drop of sweat leaked from Garlan's forehead and slid down his cheek.
The boy's skin was very white, showing an alluring creamy white luster in the bright sunlight.
The delicate skin was stained with water marks, and there was a little water light.
The sweat slid down the slender chin and slowly flowed down the side of the neck.
The sleeping Gallan tilted his head slightly, and the side of his neck was exposed without any defense.
Against the background of the blond hair scattered on the shoulders, the neck of the teenager showed a graceful and noble line like a swan.
Sweat rolled on it.
Heimos stared at the beads of sweat rolling on his milk-like skin and swallowed his throat meaninglessly.
very thirsty.
he thinks.
Sweat oozes from his forehead again, mixed with the water marks, and rolled down his side cheeks.
He raised his hand to shake off the sweat that had slid down his chin.
So hot.
he thinks.
Today's weather is so sultry that his brain is a little dazed.
He licked his lips unconsciously.
His lips were a little dry.
he thinks.
very thirsty.
The golden red eyes stared at the beads of sweat that were still slowly rolling down Gallan's cheeks without blinking. Heimos's consciousness seemed to have been completely emptied at this moment.
His brain was signaling his thirst, urgent, impatient.
so thirsty...
Driven by the burning thirst, Heimos slowly leaned down, put one hand on the back of the obsidian bench, and pressed the other hand on the seat.
The space with his arms outstretched trapped the unconscious boy in it.
Light-colored shadows shrouded him, and Garlan was still asleep, unaware of the approaching danger.
On his chin, a drop or two of sweat would hang before the flow.
Maybe it will drip off the chin in the next second.
Heimos bowed his head, and the tip of his tongue brushed gently over Garlan's chin.
The few drops of sweat settled on his lips.
His Adam's apple wriggled slightly, as if he was holding back something.
The boy's skin is very soft, because it has been carefully maintained by the female officials all the year round, it is as silky as milk, and people can faintly feel the sweet smell of milk.
Probably feeling something, the boy's drooping eyelashes moved.
Garlan hummed softly and snorted from the tip of his nose, like a sleeping cat purring.
Hearing it makes my heart go soft.
Little by little, his eyes swept across the face of the young man under him, and the man's eyes were filled with heat, and there was a desire hidden under the heat.
He looked at the water marks on Garlan's cheeks, lowered his head again, and licked it lightly.
Originally just thought about it, but he couldn't raise his head, his lips and tongue lingered on the other's skin.
The thirst surging in his body made him unable to help but lightly touch the tender cheeks of the young man with the tip of his teeth. Their lips and tongues tasted each other's skin.
Garlan, who was sleeping soundly, was still unbearable after all. Feeling that his cheeks and neck were constantly being licked and a little itchy, he stretched out his hand dazedly and touched Heimos's head.
"Um... Nega, stop licking... itchy... go to the side and lie down..."
The boy who was still half awake and half asleep said vaguely, and rubbed the head of what he thought was 'Nega'.
Um
When did Nega's hair become so short
And it doesn't feel right to the touch, does it
Gallan originally just wanted to rub a handful of Nega to make it quieter and not disturb himself to sleep. He felt strange at this moment, so he opened his eyes to see.
When he opened his eyes, he was startled by the handsome face that was so close.
His hand, who had been rubbing Heimos' black hair, subconsciously grabbed the other's tuft of hair.
He originally wanted to pull out, but before he could pull it, Heimos, who noticed that he woke up, raised his head by himself.
Heimos leaned over and pressed down on him, the shadow shrouded him tightly, looking at his golden red eyes with tenderness that seemed to melt everything.
That look made Garlan's heart skip a beat, and the hand that was going to tug at the other's hair in anger involuntarily let go.
But he was a little unwilling, so he pinched down Heimos' ear and tugged it hard.
That bit of force was nothing to Heimos at all. Instead, the pinched ear had a ticklish feeling, and that feeling was transmitted from the ear to the chest.
The man's narrow eyes narrowed slightly.
He didn't care that Garlan continued to tug at his ears, and his hand on the back of the chair picked up a strand of blond hair and kissed it lightly on his lips.
While kissing, he looked at Garlan without blinking.
The other party's ambiguous behavior that seemed to be teasing him made Garlan's face heat up.
He quickly changed the subject.
"What did you just do while I was sleeping?"
Heimos looked at him without answering, suddenly lowered his head, licked his cheek again, and nibbled the tip of his ear rudely.
It's like avenging his ear for being pulled.
After eating the tofu, Heimos looked up at Garlan and answered with raised eyebrows.
"Just did this."
Looking at Heimos' calm and righteous appearance, Garlan was about to laugh.
But the burning gaze of the man looking down at him made him a little nervous, and he glanced at the door.
The door is closed, and it can be opened with a push.
Garland knew that Tapti must be outside, in case she pushed the door in...
Just as he thought of this, Heimos's low voice rang in his ears again.
"...I want to continue."
The man said in a low voice.
Heimos looked at him with bright eyes, his right hand stretched out, and his thumb gently stroked his lips, as if tracing his lips with his fingertips.
The rough fingertips rubbed his lips a little itchy.
"is it okay?"
Heimos asked softly.
Confused for a second by the golden red eyes staring at him deeply, and the hoarse voice oozing out of forbearance, Garlan, who was in a trance for a moment, almost nodded.
Yes, almost.
He woke up in a second.
no.
You can't continue to be led by the nose like this.
Garlan first confirmed his situation.
The others were suppressed by Heimos on the bench, with the back of the chair on one side and Heimos' arm on the other, and it was impossible to escape.
It was even more impossible for Heimos, who was on top of him, to get up by himself.
He has to figure out a way... quickly figure out a way.
Just as the boy's eyes were rolling and trying to think of a way to escape, Heimos, who had been staring at him, quickly guessed what he was thinking.
So, the man who didn't intend to give the other party any space to think directly lowered his head and kissed it.
Those pale pink lips, like flower buds blooming in early spring, are green and sweet.
Ever since Heimos entered the room and saw the sleeping boy, he has been stealing until now.
Now, finally contained in the lips.
Desires that have been suppressed for a long time are almost out of control at this moment.
He greedily, almost rudely, sucked the boy's soft lips, pried open the teeth hidden in his lips, and penetrated deeply.
Just like sieging the city and looting the ground, without giving the opponent the slightest chance to dodge, he directly captured the tongue tip of the opponent who was quite flustered and wanted to dodge back.
The force with which he grabbed the opponent was as if he wanted to merge it with himself.
Without restraint, he plundered from the depths of each other's lips and teeth again and again, like a greedy beast.
It wasn't until Garlan let out an uncomfortable muffled sound and slapped his shoulder hastily, that Heimos reacted and let go of the other's lips.
Seeing the other party's extremely red lips being rubbed by him, his heart was hot, and he almost leaned over and bit down again.
It was only when he saw Garlan gasping for breath that he could barely hold back.
The extreme hypoxia made Garlan unable to utter a word, and could only open his mouth and gasp for breath.
Heimos's kiss that was so intense that it even took away the oxygen in his mouth made him almost unable to breathe. After a long time, the suffocation made the corners of his eyes redden.
Garlan glared at Heimos and wanted to scold, but he could only breathe when he opened his mouth.
His eyes were forced out of the water mist, and his wet pupils glowed with a layer of water, which made him even more attractive against the crimson cheeks.
Heimos's breathing stopped for a moment.
He stretched out his hand, and his fingertips lightly brushed Gallan's eyelashes, which were stained with a little mist.
"You said that you have saved me several times since I was a child."
"… "
Garlan was still panting, his chest heaving violently, unable to answer.
He thought that what he said in the underground stone hall had been heard.
It turned out that this guy had already woken up at that time.
The corners of Heimos' lips rose slightly, he stared at the person in his arms and whispered.
"You've saved me so many times, and in return, I'll give you the whole person, how about it?"
Garlan, who was finally out of breath, smiled at Heimos.
He said, "Go away."
Huymos: "..."
Then, the black knight who attacked while people were sleeping was driven away.
Afterwards, he was forbidden to approach within ten meters of Garlan for three whole days.