Laughed: "It symbolizes hope and courage, the light worshiped by thousands of people, isn't it like a fish in water to live like a bastard, how down-to-earth."
Kevin narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was about to kick him in the next second.
Oswald was ready to take a hit, but he felt that Kevin suddenly leaned over and pressed his lips: "It's no wonder that they are descendants, and they understand the thoughts of our ancestors."
emperor:"… "
Kevin found it a little funny seeing his dumbfounded look, so he simply patted the emperor's face: "Eh? You son of a bitch, don't say it, your face is quite good, I don't mind making fun of you."
He suddenly showed a bit of a naughty look, put his hand into Oswald's clothes in a very rascally way, and while groping, he said shamelessly: "If I remember correctly, you have scolded Oswald for no reason more than once before. Am I filthy? Do you still feel filthy at this time?"
His fingers were slightly cooler than Oswald's body temperature, and he pinched Oswald's tight waist.
Oswald was shocked and finally came back. His eyes sank, he pressed Kevin's hand, and took advantage of his weight and strength to turn the guest into the main, and pressed the flirtatious bastard on the bed.
He knelt on Kevin's body, his fingers like iron pincers were firmly pressing on Kevin's wrist, and his eyes almost revealed the ferocity of a wild beast hunting.
In fact, if Kevin really wants to fight against him, it is not impossible to fight against him. In a real fight, Kevin can have half the chance of winning by relying on skills and experience. But it's not a fight...
He lay on his back on the bed, meeting Oswald's eyes.
After living for so many years, it was the first time he met such gazes—a mix of male aggression and a little tenderness of wanting to be as close as possible to him, with an indescribable taste.
Very interesting.
Thinking of this, Kevin simply withdrew the strength on his wrist, and lay down completely relaxed, looking like an old man who was too lazy to bother to wait for someone to serve him.
Oswald sensed what he meant from the relaxation of his body, and suddenly went crazy. He lowered his body and kissed Kevin indiscriminately, like a wolf that has been hungry for an unknown amount of time.
"How long have you been holding it in?" Kevin was almost out of breath after being kissed by him, and couldn't help but asked angrily during the interval of breathing.
Oswald stuck close to his ear, his voice hoarse: "I've only been able to hold my head for more than 20 years, not as long as you."
"I'm not as anxious as you are..." Kevin said carefully, because of Oswald's hand on his chest, the ending sound turned into a hoarse sigh.
"You are either mentally ill or physically ill." Oswald squeezed his knee between his legs, rubbing his knees, and said, "But don't worry, Your Excellency, I will straighten you out of any illness."
He found that the phoenix mark on the side of Kevin's neck was his lifeblood. Once he bit it, Kevin's whole body would soften. So he began to tease that place in every possible way.
It didn't take long for Kevin's neck and chest to turn red.
…
The sound of the rain outside seemed to be doubled again, and the moist gurgling water seeped in along the gap, like some kind of ambiguous hint, mixed with panting and sweat, overflowing between the two entangled...
The family members who had accompanied him for a long time before, such as Thenis, such as Fei Sa already have new identities, new family members and new lives, which are slightly different from what they expected thousands of years ago, but also I got my wish. The sharp blades of the swords that passed through the chest also dissipated in time with the end of Melo. It was time for everything related to the past to come to an end, and it was time for him to accept his new family like Thenis and the others.
The feeling of bonding with another human being was new and special to him, but it wasn't bad, even very good...
Oswald bit the side of his neck, gasping for breath.
And Kevin opened his eyes blankly at that moment, his waist trembled uncontrollably, and then closed his eyes again, his chest heaving violently.
…
The rain outside the window stopped and fell, it rained and stopped, it was ambiguous and lingering, and there was no end to the patter.
The bed in the emperor's bedroom is astonishingly wide, and it was written by the previous emperors who enjoyed pleasure. The two people who had become quiet on the bed fell asleep in a tight embrace, their breaths intertwined, slow and long.
Just like the most ordinary lovers.
Chapter 77
People outside had fun for two full days and two nights in the fiery atmosphere of the festival, while His Majesty the Emperor, who was said to be "unhealed", dragged Commander Kevin Fassbender around in the room for two days and two nights.