After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

The boy's lips were warm and soft, with a slight cool breath, like snowflakes falling on the lips, and they couldn't help but want to grab more.

Mu Heng pressed the young man's neck with his hot palm, forcing him to lean forward.

"……Well."

Shi An shivered when he was hot.

There was a faint grunt from his throat, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the water under his eyes floated.

Under the attack of unfamiliar feelings, he wanted to retreat at a loss, like a small animal forced to despair, curled up instinctively, but was firmly blocked by the arm at his waist, and was forcibly confined. In the arms of each other.

Mu Heng rubbed the boy's cheek with his thumb.

The delicate and cold touch melted under the touch, and was dyed with the temperature of a fingertip.

It seems that the boundary between life and death is blurred.

It was as if he was dragging the opponent from the cold underworld back to the world, holding it in his arms, warming his palm.

Like...never died.

Mu Heng tightened his fingers.

Under the silver-white eyelashes, his eyes became darker and darker, like the suffocating gray-blue sky before the storm.

He became violent uncontrollably, his sharp canine teeth bite, a faint smell of blood was tasted between his lips and teeth, and the smell of rust spread.

Under the pressure of his palm, the boy was forced to raise his head and accept the rough and painful kiss.

……pain.

Shi An frowned, a clear look formed in his dilated pupils.

He looked at the man close at hand and blinked blankly.

...?

What's happening here?

As if to punish his inattention, Mu Heng bit the boy's lower lip lightly.

"Hmm." Shi An frowned, and subconsciously shrank slightly.

Mu Heng's eyelashes trembled.

He let go of Shi'an, lowered his eyes, and stared at the boy's lips that he had kissed, and rubbed the other's lower lip with his fingertips, as if to rub away the blood:

"...Does it hurt?"

Will the blood sacrifice hurt?

A trace of pain flashed across Mu Heng's eyes.

He breathed, and clenched his teeth subconsciously, feeling a lingering pain spreading from his heart.

Does death hurt?

"...!!!"

Shi An then reacted with hindsight.

Around his waist, back of his neck, and on his lips, human body temperature arbitrarily invaded his senses, and the hot sensation spread instantly.

He felt his face "boom" hot, as if his skin was being scorched by flames, and his brain started to hum.

Shi An hurriedly withdrew back.

Fortunately, Mu Heng was still injured and his strength had not been fully recovered, which really made Shi An break free from his arms.

Shi An clutched his bitten lip, breathing quickly, and his mind was chaotic.

What, what's going on?

Why did things develop into what they are now?

Shi An is the last of his race. He doesn't know how the abyssal dragons get along, but after mixing in human society for so long, even he has a concept of the action of "kissing".

Among humans, this seems to be a very extraordinary behavior, a way of expressing intimacy.

So... why?

Why did Mu Heng do this?

The area of ​​the dark cave was originally small, but now it seemed to be more narrow and narrow. The air was solidified and filled with a certain unspeakable, highly saturated tension, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Under a brief stimulus, Shi An woke up from the chaotic state of estrus and recovered a certain degree of sanity.

Suddenly, Shi An's eyes widened suddenly, as if thinking of something.

what! !

Tail, tail!

Shi An subconsciously reached out and touched behind him.

Sure enough, the big dragon's tail still hadn't retracted, and it was swinging right and left with his mind.

Shi An took a breath.

He raised his head and looked at Mu Heng who was opposite.

But, strangely, the man in front of him didn't seem to respond much to this, as if he hadn't noticed it at all...

It seemed to have been hit by an illusion.

Shi An was puzzled and moved forward cautiously.

Mu Heng slowly raised his eyes and stared at the young boy in front of him with those deep, dark blue eyes. His vision was slightly out of focus, his voice was low, and his voice was hoarse that was hard to detect: "...I'm sorry."

Shi An: "?"

Um?

When Shi'an lost his mind, the man in front of him stretched out his hand again, dragged him back by the wrist.

Shi An was taken aback: "Wait...wait!"

But the other party didn't seem to hear him, and he pulled Shi An back into his arms.

He hugged Shi'an's waist tightly with his arms, his hot forehead pressed against the opponent's shoulder, his voice dull:

"sorry."

Shi An was startled.

The familiar cold breath of the man surrounds him, and the warm body temperature surrounds him densely.

He hesitated to stretch out his hand, touched Mu Heng's long silver hair, and said with some uncertainty:

"...No, it doesn't matter?"

However, this move seemed to trigger the other party's stress response, and Shi An felt that the arm around his waist suddenly tightened.

The sensitive and fragile tail root was rubbed against, and a strange current ran through the body.

"what!"

Shi An's eyes widened and he couldn't help screaming, his waist softened again, and the whole dragon melted into the opponent's arms.

He leaned on Mu Heng's shoulder, his cheeks were red, and his eyes were filled with steam, struggling to fight with a dazed and clear look.

no……

No, no no, no...

Mu Heng's hot palm moved down and caught Shi'an's tail.

He frowned, he didn't seem to know what he was touching in his hands, and there was a look of doubt on his face.

The warm human body temperature irons the cold scales.

The man’s fingertips are not delicate, with a little callus, groping through the gap between the dragon scales, the soft fingertips are pressed slightly, and the hard nails are gently scratched, like It does not carry any malicious inquiry, but the touch is extra meticulous, which stretches the whole process and becomes extraordinarily slow.

"Let go... let go, let go!"

Shi'an was about to cry anxiously.

He was panting at a loss, his cheeks hot and trembling all over, almost overwhelmed by that strong, strange feeling that seemed to be able to swallow reason.

It's horrible, it's too scary.

However, he had already run out of strength and couldn't break free from the opponent's hands anyway.

As time went by, Shi An's eyes became more and more distracted.

The crimson light shone in his eyes.

Scarlet vertical pupils and pitch-black human pupils alternate in the fundus, like two forces competing.

The instinct of the body is gradually occupying the body.

Shi An felt as if he was floating up and down in the vast ocean, unable to break free from falling into a swamp in any way.

The palm of the other party was hot against his waist, and the high temperature radiating seemed to smelt him, his muscles and bones became soft, and he couldn't lift the strength all over.

Want to escape...

However, I want to be touched more.

Shi An was panting hard, restraining the urge to push herself closer, and her slender finger bones were clenched subconsciously, because she used her force to show a faint white color.

Mu Heng bends his knuckles, gently lifts his chin, and gently touches his lips with his fingertips, and taps his teeth a little bit, his fingertips twitching and teasing each other's wet and soft tongue, his eyes are dim, as if Can swallow up the youth in front of him with a very aggressive gaze.

He leaned down and silently kissed away the tears on the boy's cheek.

Shi An let the opponent move with tears in his eyes.

I don't know why, but he has a vaguely strange feeling.

If you don’t leave now, there will be...

Very bad things happen.

Shi An blinked hard and tried his best to wake up his mind from the chaos before him.

Stay away.

Run fast.

He began to say something intermittently, and the vague and ancient language overflowed from his throat, echoing in the small cave.

Finally, after the long chanting passed, Mu Heng's eyelids drooped little by little, and his breathing gradually became stable.

He seemed to fall asleep again.

Shi An stumbled free from the opponent's hand.

He hugged his big tail pitifully, and the whole dragon curled up in the corner of the cave. He blinked, and big tears fell.

The water splash hit the tail, and when he hit it, he shivered, looking so unjustified.

When the monster and the black smoke came back, they saw this scene.

I saw the boy with messy clothes, red eyes, red lips and bite marks. He was holding his big tail and shed tears.

Devil: "!!!"

It rushed over nervously: "My lord, what's the matter with you!"

Shi An choked, holding his tail and shook his head.

"No, nothing."

The devil and the black smoke looked at each other blankly.

Due to the urgency of the situation, all of them use their fastest speed to search for materials. In addition, one of them can separate countless puppets, and the other is smoke, which is all permeable. It shouldn't be too long to leave. Why? Can……

Suddenly, they seemed to suddenly realize something.

The devil slowly turned his head to look at Mu Heng who was sleeping on the other side.

The man's eyelids were closed tightly, but the posture was completely different from when they left before. The long silver hair of flowing water hung over his shoulders, and his clothes were also slightly messy.

You can tell at a glance what just happened.

Demon insects exclaimed in extreme shock: "——Beasts!!!"

The black smoke is also filled with indignation: "Yes, beasts!!!"

Bastard, it's such a bastard.

Shi An sniffed, with a bit of crying in his voice: "He didn't actually do anything... and it shouldn't be intentional. I don't think he was very awake at the time."

——The real time An really didn't lie.

In fact, nothing happened just now, and Mu Heng didn't seem to realize where he was touching. It was more like an unconscious action than a sober hooligan.

and……

Shi An pursed his lips, and suddenly remembered the two "I'm sorry" the other party said.

The man lowered his eyes and stared at him with extremely complicated eyes. There was an emotion that Shi An couldn't understand in his eyes, like the dark sea, swallowing all the light.

However, the sadness and fragility in him are not fake.

Even when I think about it now, it's like a certain part of my heart has been scratched softly, making Shi'an feel a little uncomfortable.

"..."

The eyes of the demon insect and the black smoke looking at Mu Heng were more full of anger and contempt, as if they were looking at a scumbag who deceived the feelings of their children.

——Beasts are not as good! ! ! !